"Good evening, young mage from Dalaran. The middle-aged man stroked his chest with one hand, and sat on his horse with a slight bow. "I think you must be confused right now, desperate to figure out who we are, and what we do. Don't worry, I'll give you a satisfactory explanation right now. Rest assured, I have no hostility towards the Dalaran and Kenrito Council. On the contrary, we can forge alliances against the undead who claim to be the Forsaken. ”

Looking at this guy who was full of confidence and seemed to have everything under control, Zhang Cheng suddenly smiled, and shook his head while laughing: "Confused? No, I'm not confused at all."

You might think I'm bluffing, but I know you better than you do.

The Syndicate is the name of your organization, and your true identity is the nobles of the former kingdom of Alterac, who were exiled en masse for betraying the Alliance in the Second War, with the goal of reclaiming their lands.

Of course, you were once one step away from success, but you were interrupted by the undead scourge that swept through the kingdom of Lordaeron, which is why you hate the undead so much.

Finally, I can even call your name, the honorable Duke of Facurest......"

As the last sentence blurted out, the middle-aged man, who had always been smiling, suddenly froze on his face, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is the Kenrito Council of Dalaran investigating us?"

"If you think it's yes, if you think it's not, it's not. But don't get me wrong, the Kenrito Council doesn't have any plans or actions against you so far, and if nothing else, there won't be. All of Dalaran's mages were too busy to contribute to the construction of a great miracle and had no energy to bother with anything else. With that, Zhang Cheng pretended to shrug his shoulders mysteriously.

In fact, the reason why they were able to call out each other's names was thanks to the "Otto" just now.

He will not forget how many times he fell in the dilapidated halls of Riptide Castle in the game, and one of the "culprits" was the middle-aged man standing in front of him - Duke Facurrest, and the bald man was his fierce bodyguard - Otto.

The only thing that puzzled Zhang Cheng was why Duke Facurrest, the main leader of the syndicate in the Arathi Heights, suddenly appeared in the Hillsbrad Hills.

You must know that even riding a horse from Riptide Fort to the wooden house will take at least six to seven days, not only ten or twenty minutes as in the game.

This also means that the other party has already been ambushed nearby, and it is likely that there are some follow-up plans.

Although he didn't care about the feuds and feuds between the Alliance, the Forsaken, and the Syndicate, it was better to figure it out so that the rest of the journey to Dalaran didn't run out like this.

Duke Facurrest touched the thick beard on his chin, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a full minute, he raised his head and said meaningfully, "Interesting." Young mage, you've deliberately revealed a few important pieces of information, and if I'm not mistaken, you're going to make some deals with me, right?"

"That's right, I don't know what you think?" Zhang Cheng had no intention of concealing his intentions, and generously admitted it.

Perhaps for all the powers, the huge magical shield of the ruins of Dalaran is full of mystery, and almost everyone is eager to know what big news is being made by the mages of the Kenrito Council.

But for those who knew Azeroth's history well, there were no secrets at all.

"Yes, but I need to know what your conditions are. As he spoke, the Duke of Facurrest raised his hand to stop the small movements of several of his thieves approaching the cabin.

Zhang Cheng turned his head slightly, glanced at the sneaking thief with a contemptuous gaze, and stretched out his fingers without looking back: "My conditions are very simple, a total of two points." First, return the goods to the poor merchant and promise not to attack him and his caravan again. Second, tell me your true intentions for appearing here, for a mere crate of Arcane Crystals. Although the Aoshui Crystal is precious, it is not enough for a big man like you to run it himself. ”

There is no doubt that this act of seeing through the thieves' sneaking at a glance scared several thieves.

Unbeknownst to them, Risen had a lot of invisible magical eyes attached to the stakes around the hut, and as long as they established a connection with these eyes, even a fly would not escape the detection of the mage.

Previously, Zhang Cheng was able to see every move outside indoors, also thanks to these magic eyes.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, this forest hut is simple and dilapidated, but in the eyes of the mages, it is a fortress that is enough to protect themselves.

"Hahahaha, young man, don't you think you're too greedy? That's a whole box of arcane crystals, and you want to trade it for a few pieces of unsure news. Duke Facurrest let out a sneer.

"You know best whether I'm greedy or not. Don't you want to know what the great miracle I just mentioned is referring to?" Zhang Cheng asked noncommittally.

He was not a fool, and he knew very well that the other party was bargaining, and by the way, he would test if he could come up with some useful information.

"Great miracle?" said Duke Facurrest's eyes lit up slightly.

Zhang Cheng nodded affirmatively: "Yes, a great miracle! After it is completed, no matter whether it is a tribe or an alliance, it will no longer be able to threaten Dalaran, and the magic city will be presented to the world in a new way." ”

Duke Facurrest turned around and whispered a few words to one of the warlocks who followed him, and quickly turned back and said in a slightly threatening tone, "Well, you've managed to pique my interest. I promise to spare this merchant as long as the information you provide is precious enough, and promise not to loot his caravan again, and I will tell you the purpose of our trip. But remember, if I find out that you are cheating on me, then I'm sorry, these poor people will die because of you. ”

"Short and forceful, I like the way you speak. No problem, I accept your additional conditions. To show my sincerity, let me first tell you what the so-called great miracle is. It's not a powerful magic or a weapon of destruction as many people think, it's a city, a city that can float in the sky, a city that can teleport to any corner of the world anytime, anywhere......"

"What...... What ?!! a city floating in the sky!!"

"How is this possible!"

"Fake! He must be lying!"

......

For a moment, everyone present was shocked by the future Dalaran, and even didn't want to believe the possibility of his existence.