"Thanks, can you please tell me where Archmage Ansrem Ruinwivol is? Zhang Cheng pretended to ask seriously.

Since he didn't know how long he had been gone, he wanted to use the information he had at hand to confirm Dalaran's current situation, especially how many mages from the Kenrito Council had returned, whether the Council of Six had been reorganized, and so on.

The mage on duty obviously hesitated, but still replied truthfully, "Your Excellency Archmage is currently in the Central Tower, talking to an envoy from Stormwind City, and Lady Gianna seems to be there. ”

"Oh, is Gianna here too......" A trace of doubt flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes, and he quickly left the teleportation room and walked quickly towards the mage tower in the center of the city.

Along the way, he noticed that many of the buildings on both sides of Dalaran's main road were nearing completion, and that many of the purple glowing Arcane Golems had begun to patrol the new streets.

Although the mages were still busy laying down the intricate magic runes in order to make the magic city more powerful and perfect for protection, in the eyes of the layman, the reconstruction of Dalaran was finally coming to an end.

Merchants can't wait to gather in front of the huts that manage trade, trying to buy the shops and properties that have been listed for sale, as well as the magic potions and items that have been made in the recent past.

For a moment, Dalaran seemed to return to the prosperity it had before being destroyed by Arthas, the Lich King......

Just as Zhang Cheng was about to walk through the crowd, a woman in a white priest's robe suddenly burst out of the crowd and grabbed his arm.

Out of a knee-jerk reaction, the palm of his other hand immediately released a faint violet light.

You don't need to ask to know that in an instant, the arcane missile has been completed, and it can give the opponent a fatal blow at any time.

"Don't be nervous! it's me!" the woman sensed the fluctuations in arcane energy, and quickly removed her hood, revealing her small nose and emerald green eyes.

"Sophia?"

After seeing the other party's appearance clearly, Zhang Cheng immediately showed a surprised expression.

I saw that this beautiful female assassin who belonged to the syndicate was completely dressed as a church nun at this time, the white robe that symbolized purity and nobility covered the bumpy figure, and the original short black hair became much longer, scattered on his shoulders, if it weren't for the two of them being very close to each other, he felt the dagger hidden under the white robe, he would have been a little unrecognizable.

"Damn! I'm called Nancy now!Remember!Don't talk nonsense, ......follow me," Sophia couldn't help but say, dragging Zhang Cheng into an empty alley not far from there.

As soon as she stood still, she asked with a serious face, "Where have you been these days, and what happened to the Abominable Apothecary of the Forsaken?"

"Hehe, it looks like you're recovering well. Tell me first, what's going on with this outfit? Are you going to change your career to become a pastor?" Zhang Cheng teased with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"If you hadn't left me in the Chapel of the Light, how could I have been forced to wear this disgusting garment and have to keep smiling every day to spread the faith of the Holy Light?"

Speaking of this incident, Sophia suddenly felt angry, and her face was full of gritted teeth.

"Hahahaha, if you don't like it, why don't you leave? I'm sure the pastor of the Chapel of the Light won't force anyone to work for him. Also, what's the matter with the dagger you fixed to the outside of your thigh?, could it be that there is still danger in Dalaran?" Zhang Chengyi glanced at the raised part of the female assassin's robe.

Sophia rolled her eyes angrily and explained, "Maybe Dalaran is safe for you, but it's not safe for me at all. You know, there's a group of mysterious guys from Stormwind who's been asking around about the Syndicate in the last few days, and I suspect they're MI7 people. ”

"Hmm, are you sure?" Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed with a hint of discoloration.

He didn't quite know what the purpose of this intelligence gathering and assassination organization belonging to the Stormwind Kingdom suddenly appeared in Dalaran.

Is it because of Varian Wrynn's disappearance?

Or did the Forgotten Ones catch Madias Shore's attention with their dangerous experiments?

"I'm not sure! I just know they're the best thieves, and I can't be mistaken by the smell of the same kind. Why else do you think I'm so nervous?"

As she spoke, Sophia kept looking into the shadowy areas around the alley, as if an assassin with a blade might jump out of it at any moment.

Zhang Cheng didn't care about the other party's somewhat neurotic actions, touched his chin and thought for about two or three minutes, and then muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "Did that thing finally happen, it seems that I came back at the right time......

"What happened?" asked Sophia, impatiently.

"No, it's nothing, at least it has nothing to do with your syndicate, you continue to play the nun honestly for a few days, and I'll send you away when I'm done with the trouble at hand. With that, Zhang Cheng followed the example of the followers of the Holy Light of the Azeroth World, bent down and gently kissed the back of the female assassin's hand, and then walked quickly out of the alley, disappearing into the deep entrance of the central tower.

Unlike the last time he came, this time he found that the empty hall had many unfamiliar faces, and even some of them were high elves with pointed ears.

It is clear that as Dalaran is rebuilt, more and more living mages are returning from all over the world, intent on restoring the splendor and glory of the Magic Kingdom of yesteryear.

As an outsider, Zhang Cheng did not take the initiative to greet anyone, but only maintained a reserved smile and walked into the conference room at the top of the tower alone.

But before he could push open the door and walk in, he heard a deep, magnetic voice from a middle-aged man through the crack in the door.

"Miss Gianna Proudmoore, how could all this have happened if you hadn't invited His Majesty to meet with the Great Chief of the Tribe? Now tell me, how should I explain his father's disappearance to His Royal Highness Prince Anduin, and how can I explain to the subjects of the Kingdom of Stormwind that their disappearance of the Revered King has nothing to do with the Horde?"

"Madias, you have to believe me, Varian's disappearance is a conspiracy, a conspiracy to provoke a war between the Horde and the Alliance, in which Thrall is absolutely not involved. What we need now is not to blame each other, but to calm down and find out who is behind the scenes. Besides, didn't you just say that the Brotherhood of Defia seems to be involved?" Gianna's voice followed.

"Hmph, you don't have to worry about MI7, I'll take care of everything. All you have to do is give me an account, an account for the entire Stormwind Kingdom. Last but not least, please don't forget that your race is human, your identity is the princess of the kingdom of Kul Tiras, and the most proud disciple of Archmage Antonidas of Dalaran, but it is disappointing that you are now defending a group of savage orcs......"

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