Not long after Zhang Cheng left the Black Stone Tower, far away next to the bridge at the junction of the Twilight Forest and the Western Wilderness, two men in black cloaks were hiding under a big tree, staring at each other, and neither of them had the intention of speaking first.

However, this embarrassment did not last long, and soon one of them took off his hood to cover his face and asked in a rather deep voice, "Carlton, have you really thought it through?"

"Yes, Edwin. I've had enough of the pretentious fools in the Council of Nobles!I've had enough of my brother's loyalty hanging on the edge all day!It's time to give the guys in Stormwind a little color!!Let them know what a terrible mistake they've made!" The other man took off his hood and replied in a categorical manner.

Obviously, the two suspicious guys here are Edwin Van Cleef, the leader of the Brotherhood of Defia, and the younger brother of Duke Elo Eberlock, the ruler of Nighttown, Baron Carlton, who has accumulated a stomach full of resentment.

Needless to say, the two of them must have gotten together to discuss how to take revenge on the Stormwind Kingdom.

Edwin Van Cleef habitually touched the stubble on his chin, as if judging whether the other party was trustworthy or not.

After about two or three minutes, a playful smile appeared on his face: "Dear Carlton, you must understand that the help of the Brotherhood is never gratuitous, so you must do something to earn our trust. ”

"Haven't I done enough to earn your trust?" asked Carlton, frowning.

You must know that he took advantage of his noble status to secretly send a lot of important information to the Brotherhood, especially about the deployment of troops in the Western Wilderness and Alwyn Forest.

It is also because of the help of this intelligence that the Brotherhood of Defia has been able to avoid the sweeps launched by Stormwind City again and again.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood me. I'm not saying you haven't done enough, but I mean you need to send a signal, a signal to break with Stormwind once and for all. Edwin Van Cleef hinted meaningfully.

"Damn it, are you ......?" Carlton seemed to understand something, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

"Hehe, that's right, you have to get rid of Elo Eberlock, and then frame it on MI7, and then declare that Nighttown is officially out of the Stormwind Kingdom and no longer under the rule of the Council. Only then will the fraternity be able to trust you unreservedly. Edwin Van Cleef unhurriedly picked out the conditions.

Since being betrayed by the Stormwind Noble Council, he has been full of hatred and prejudice against the aristocratic class, so unless the other party cuts off the back road, even if he has helped him many times.

"Bastard! he's my brother! you're going to let me kill him?" Carlton snarled in anger.

Despite his contempt and resentment for Elro's foolishness, he never intended to kill him, only to start a rebellion to take control of Nightlight from them.

Edwin Van Cleef undoubtedly expected this to happen, and sneered and asked loudly: "Idiot, what do you think we're doing now? Are children playing house? No! We are starting a revolution! A great cause to overthrow the rotten rule of Stormwind! If you still have the mentality of hiding in the shadows and making small moves, I guarantee that the MI7 assassins will one day come to your bedside and slit your throat while you sleep." Remember, from the moment we join forces, there is no way back for you......"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly closed his mouth and vigilantly grasped the scimitar and dagger hanging from his waist.

Next Second......

Two black shadows suddenly burst out of the shadows, rushing towards the two who were negotiating with lightning speed.

As a warrior, Carlton didn't have time to react, and watched as the poisoned dagger got closer and closer to his eyes.

Just as the blade was about to pierce his eye socket, Edwin Van Cleef moved!

He raised his right hand holding the short sword, quickly picked up the dagger that stabbed him, and with the other hand, he raised his scimitar and slashed at the assassin who passed by.

The latter found that if he continued to attack, he could kill the mission target, but at the cost of losing his life, so he resolutely rolled on the spot and decisively avoided the blade that glowed with cold light.

"Despicable filthy rats!"

With the few seconds his allies had earned, Carlton finally came to his senses, drew the sword he was carrying, and charged at the black shadow who had just tried to kill him with a roar.

Blessed with the warrior's characteristic anger, his muscles quickly bulged, knocking one of the unlucky ones into the air.

Edwin Van Cleeff spewed a cloud of gray dust from his sleeve, blinding his opponent's eyes on the spot, and then threw his dagger hard, piercing the chest of the unlucky man who had been knocked out in mid-air.

When he had done this, he quietly detoured behind the second assassin and took out his scimitar to cut off the other's head.

With scarlet blood gushing out, the battle came to an end that came suddenly and ended abruptly.

"See, these guys are the Assassins sent by MI7. If you don't want to die, you have to abandon all unrealistic illusions and cooperate with us, and as long as you don't overthrow the rule of the rotten aristocracy for a day, assassinations like this will never stop. Edwin Van Cleef explained without looking up as he wiped the blood from his weapon.

"Damn! Okay! I promise you! But you have to help me! After all, the commander of the Night's Watch is Althea, and she won't let anyone kill her father. Carlton closed his eyes and struggled for a moment, finally making up his mind.

As for the simple reason, he didn't want to die in his sleep for no reason, and he didn't want to be sent to the gallows in Stormwind City.

"Don't worry, my friend. The Brotherhood Assassins will be able to infiltrate Nightshade in four days at the latest, and you won't have to do it yourself, just do what I tell you to do. Okay, that's all for today's meeting, I still have a lot of things to take care of. ”

After saying this, Edwin Van Cleef's whole person quickly disappeared into the shadows without a trace.

Carlton didn't talk nonsense, mounted his warhorse, and ran along the main road in the direction of Night Town.

Before the Brotherhood's Assassins arrived, he had to speak to his daughter, Zenobia, to make sure that the High Elf mage from Dalaran wouldn't interfere.

As the two of them left the bridge between the Twilight Forest and the Western Wilderness, a little white-haired dwarf wearing a black and white robe and holding a staff twice as tall as himself suddenly appeared out of thin air in the place where they had just spoken.

The female dwarf glanced at the corpse on the ground, and immediately frowned and said to herself, "Oh-that's not good! There's a slight deviation in the timeline, though it's not enough to affect history for the time being......

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