At the end of the 24th year of the Dark Gate, the catastrophe known as the 'First Nightmare Invasion' was invisibly eliminated before it could show the world the horror of the nightmare, and in this battle, a mortal became the greatest hero of the disaster in a way that no one expected----- Benedict Smith, the believer of the Light, the leader of the 'Dawn Light', and the Grand Lord of Lordan Lenstansom. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

His presence caused the Green Dragons to pay attention to the mortal race, just like her sister Alexstrasa, Ysera planned to send her people to 'blend' into the mortal world----- as a druid, Benny was very excited to make a feasible offer, in the name of hiring, to have several Green Dragons dressed as Night Elves resident in Stratholme. Ysera agrees to this and makes her spouse Illanicus the first green dragon to enter the mortal world.

The tribes that have also experienced this disaster, especially the tribal chief Sal, have more intuitively felt the power of the 'Dawn Light'----- they are a new force that can affect the balance of power between the tribe and the alliance, and it is said that that is only the tip of the iceberg of his strength.

Whether this is true or not, Thrall has decided to formally sign a 'peace and trade agreement' with the Alliance after Malfurion's wedding to Tyrande.

The Night Elves, on the other hand----- enjoy a post-disaster at the wedding of the High Druid and the High Priest, a real, because the Green Dragon Queen and the Red Dragon Queen have once again blessed their new home, Teldashir, which will not allow them to regain eternal life, but it will also make Teldashir grow more prosperous and make their lives more stable.

The wedding was blessed by almost the entire world, even the tribes, and the leaders of the alliance gathered together, and even the dwarves of the Brute Hammer tribe, who had always been alone, came here under the leadership of the High Lord Furstad Brute Hammer, except for Varian.

"You've done another earth-shattering thing, without us knowing!" The dwarven king was also invited to the wedding, and he was very surprised that Benny was presiding over the wedding, and he had the impression that those mortals with long ears were pretentious and had always looked down on them, how could they let humans officiate at the wedding of their leaders and spiritual leaders?

"I'm more concerned about how our craftsmen are doing. Benny refused the king to fill his cup again, and it didn't feel good to be drunk, not to mention that his current body didn't allow it.

"They've built your factory in Talonshire according to your plan. The Dwarven King said, looking around and whispering, "We got the first batch of weapons, and I have to say, it's very good!"

"That's great, isn't it?" said Benny.

"It's just a little bit small. The dwarven king sighed regretfully. "There are only 500 of them, and Mecatok will take half of them!" the gnome master craftsman on the side raised his glass and smiled, obviously he was also satisfied with those weapons.

"Oh my God. Benny rolled his eyes. "That's all we have in stock!"

"After the factory is built, the production speed will be accelerated. Mecatok looked at the dwarf. "You're in too much of a hurry, man. ”

"Have you forgotten what he said?" the dwarf looked at Benny. "A war awaits us!"

"Everyone! sorry to interrupt!" a night elf dressed as a priest walked in, it was Shantis Hazuki, the general of the elven sentinel unit, she was in charge of entertaining the guests at this wedding, and it must be said that her ability to organize guests was as skilled as her fighting skills.

"The tribe has arrived. ”

"Then let them wait. The dwarf paused as he put his glass on the table. "Varian is still on his way!" he wondered why Varian hadn't arrived, although they had arrived directly through the teleportation array, but Varian had already been on his way more than half a month ago!

"Hasn't His Majesty Varian arrived yet?" said Santis.

"It should be soon. Benny said. "Lady Gianna has received news of His Majesty's arrival in Theramore, and she will teleport His Majesty to bring him over. ”

"Alright then, I'll appease those tribes. As soon as Santis was about to leave, an elven sentry suddenly rushed over, and the sentry whispered something in Santis' ear, and the Ranger General's face changed suddenly.

"Everyone. Santis looked at the crowd and said with a solemn face. "I'm afraid His Majesty Varian won't be able to come!"

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"Missing?!" Sal looked at Malfurion in disbelief. "You say, the human king is missing?!"

"Yes. Malfurion's face was ugly, and his purple skin was wrinkled. "Just now, Lady Gianna sent back a message! she's right where Varian happened!"

"Are you sure he didn't regret it?" a fiery red-haired troll sneered, his voice hoarse and a strange tone in his lingua franca. "Those humans are always capricious!"

"Woking!" Thrall looked at his old friend and shook his head, the troll turned his head with a cold snort, the Darkspear clan had just been destroyed by humans, and his old friend was still full of hatred for those humans.

"I'm not kidding about that!" said the Great Druid, a little anger on his face.

"I understand. Sal nodded. "But what about our agreement?" Varian Urion may not be the leader of the entire Alliance, but he is the King of the most important member of the Alliance, and without him, the agreement would not be complete!

"We're negotiating. The Great Druid said. "But rest assured, the agreement on Ashenvale will still be best honored, and Grand Lord Smith has decided to take over from Stormwind and sign a trade pact with the Horde!"

Sal and Woking looked at each other, and it seemed that things were much more serious than expected!

"How long will it take?" asked Sal. "How long are we going to wait?"

"A week!" said the Great Druid. "In a week's time, if His Majesty Varian does not return, Anduin Wrynn, the prince of Stormwind, will come here to sign the pact on Stormwind's behalf!"

Thrall looked at the people in the room and hesitated for a moment.

"Well, we'll wait here for a week!" Thrall decided, the hard-won peace could not be easily destroyed.

Malfurion nodded to the crowd and walked out of the room.

"Are you sure this isn't what they're playing?" Woking curled up and looked out the window, the Night Elf's departing footsteps eagerly.

"Night elves don't lie about this. "The voice that spoke was loud and buzzing, and it was the leader of the Minotaurs, Kane Bloodhoof, a mighty warrior. "I know them!"

Wojin didn't speak, the Minotaurs had a lot of contact with the Night Elves in ancient times, but later the Night Elves disappeared, and the Minotaurs lost contact with them, but they still maintained some kind of tacit understanding between them----- in the many conflicts between the tribe and the Night Elves, it was rare to see the Minotaur clan.

"We'll know what's going on in a week!" Sal didn't want to argue with each other. "Woking, take care of them!"

"Of course. "The trolls bow, they're the best scouts in the tribe!

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On the other side, the League Leader's Room.

"We're going to make sure this isn't some of those shrewds!" Furstad Hammer had a loud voice, like the other dwarves, and the roots of the trees beside him trembled slightly as he spoke.

"I'm pretty sure they won't do that, High Lord!" Tyrande's face was solemn, not at all the sweetness of the wedding, and like Malfurion, she quickly stepped into her role----- the leader of the Night Elves.

"A human king has disappeared from the territory of the Alliance! I have to wonder about the lady!" Magni stood up. "Everyone knows the relationship between her and the orcs!"

"We were in too much of a hurry to make up our minds. Benny stood up and looked at the crowd. "I just left Stormwind before I came here, and I know very well what is going on there, and I think I have some say in this matter. ”

Furstad and Magni looked at each other and sat back in their seats.

"I'm sure you've heard of the situation in Stormwind," Benny said as he looked around------. "The rebellion of the Brotherhood of Defia, the famine, the power of the aristocracy, and the evil forces are entrenched there. I was even assassinated there---- though they were stopped before they could do anything. ”

Benny paused for a moment and continued, "The intelligence department of the 'Dawn Light' has done a thorough investigation into this----- the nobleman who assassinated Stormwind!"

"You mean----" Magni got back to her feet, staring at Benny tightly.

"I've been in Stormwind for a long time, and I've had a lot of very 'deep' conversations with His Majesty Varian!" Benny pursed his lips. "Believe me, I know the situation in Stormwind very well! So, I prefer that this incident was planned by some forces in Stormwind rather than the Horde!"

"We are all responsible for our words and actions! Benny!" Magni reminded with a frown.

"I'm well aware of that, Your Majesty Magni!" Benny nodded with a serious face.

"What do you think we should do?" asked Magni.

"His Majesty's affairs will probably not be resolved anytime soon!" Benny looked around. "It's a shame I'd say that, but it's true. ”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"But the agreement with the Horde can't wait too long!" Benny said. "So, if Varian doesn't return within a week, Anduin Wrynn, the prince of Stormwind and son of Varian, will be here and sign a pact with the Horde on behalf of his father!" )