The council chambers of the Undercity are brightly lit.

In the council chamber, the Forsaken are arguing fiercely at the top.

Sylvanas, the Queen of Darkness, sat on her throne with her right hand on the handle of the throne, holding her cheeks, and watched silently as Lindoen and Simon fought with each other.

said that it was a war of words, but it was actually too much to exalt Lin Duen. He said a bunch, and Simon choked him back with a word.

It's a useless thing. Sylvanas' eyes wandered.

Varimasas stood up appropriately and knocked on the table. "Your Excellency Lin Duen, calm down, in front of Your Majesty, it is too disrespectful."

Lin Duen hurriedly straightened his robe, which had been wrinkled by the quarrel of too much excitement, and bowed to apologize to the queen.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. However, I still think that it is too harsh to blame the executive of Brill for this incident. Although he did have negligence, intercepting the bloody logistics troops can be regarded as atonement. ”

"If it weren't for the information I sent, I'm afraid that the idiot wouldn't know when Deathknell was washed in blood. As for intercepting the Scarlet Logistics Force, this was his duty, and did His Majesty appoint him to let him ride and hunt leisurely in Brill? Simon looked intently at his seat handle and said lightly.

"You're ......!"

"Quiet!" It seems that the argument of the crowd is about the same. Sylvanas spoke, and she sat up straight. "Brill's executive is probably a comfortable position, so comfortable that he forgets his duty."

Everyone was silent and silently listened to the Queen's supreme instructions.

"Segaard, the executive officer of Death Knell Town, has meritorious service in defending the city, reward! Promote him to Executive Officer Brill. As for the original ......," the queen glanced at Lin Duen lightly. "The Forsaken do not need the presence of waste. Send him to the alchemy room. I don't want to see him again. ”

Lin Duen's face suddenly turned dead.

Although the matter in Knell Town this time is indeed very serious, Lin Duen thought that at least his life could be saved. But I didn't expect the queen to give such a harsh order herself.

Alchemy room? The undead who enter the alchemy chamber will die the most painful death as a test subject. And the current executive is from his side, but he has not been able to save his life. This is a great blow to Lin Duen. He had to think carefully now about how to continue gathering his disciples together, and not let that affect their faith in him. He stared at Simon with hatred, his eyes wishing he could dig two holes in Simon's body.

"Okay, let's put aside the rewards and punishments, what I want to know now is, why would the Scarlet Crusaders know where our base is? Whether their retreat was temporary or permanent. ”

Varimathas stood up respectfully. "Your Majesty, I have reliable sources - the Scarlet Crusade's retreat this time was due to civil strife. In the short term, presumably they will not have the kung fu to make a comeback. ”

Sylvanas leaned back in her chair and smiled. "Oh, what about the specific news? Let's hear it. ”

Varimatas replied in embarrassment. "Your Majesty, I am sorry. I can swear that the sources of my information are infallible, but my spies can only provide this level of peripheral intelligence. Now all I know is that the place of this civil unrest is the Valley of the Hearth. As for the specific causes and circumstances of the bloody civil strife, I am afraid that we will have to conduct further in-depth investigation before we can reach a conclusion. Until then, I dare not influence your judgment with inconclusive information. ”

Sylvanas briefly closed her eyes.

Devil's Oath...... Hum.

"That means we still need to send someone to the plague lands." She quickly opened her eyes, her eyes scanning sharply over her advisors, and finally her gaze rested on the body of an undead.

He was young, at least when he died. His once blonde hair was now dim, but the turquoise eyes of his handsome face still stared at her brightly and reverently. Death had only made him a little thinner, but his hands were still strong enough to draw the stiffest bows.

Nathanos Blightcall, her former apprentice, the first and last human ranger.

If there was only one human in the world who could trust the Queen of Darkness, it was him.

And this trust became more mellow with his resurrection after death.

"My dear warrior, the Blightcaller," Sylvanas' voice softened, "the Plaguelands are as familiar to you as your own courtyard. Are you willing to take someone to investigate? ”

The Blightcaller stood up and saluted her. "It is my pleasure, Your Majesty. I'll be able to leave tomorrow. ”

Sylvanas gave her first smile of the day. "You can prepare well, and as for those who accompany you, I give you permission to take any of my people with you as you see fit."

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty."

"Varimathas, reinforce the alert in Deathknell. One such lesson is enough. You know what? Well, that's it for today. Sylvanas stood up, and called her name as the ministers saluted her farewell. Simon, you stay. ”

Lin Duen retreated with jealousy and unwillingness.

In the empty council chamber, only Simon and the Queen remained.

"Your Majesty, what do you want me to do?"

The queen smiled, gestured to the seat next to her, and motioned for Simon to come forward and sit down. It was supposed to be the seat of the chief pharmacist.

"The queen is also curious. Simon, wouldn't you really think about Merissala? ”

"Your Majesty, I have said a long time ago that I will follow my own wishes on this matter."

"Good luck, Simon. Well, get down to business," the Queen's smile widened. "I didn't publicly reward you for your credit this time. Because you know there's nothing left to reward you. So, tell me, what do you want? ”

Simon stood up and saluted the Queen. "If that's the case, I've got something to look for."

When Simon retired, Sylvanas sat on her throne.

"Come in, darling." She said with her eyes closed.

Merisara breezed out of the side door of the inner chamber behind the throne.

"Your Majesty......"

"You heard it. Merisala. You're damned. ”

Tears flowed down Merisara's pale face.