"Inform Durontar and the scouts of the Barrens to blend into tribal camps and gathering places, and don't wander the wilderness and lurk in the crowd waiting for the next order."

After listening to the coachman's instructions, the merchant nodded slightly, and slowly walked towards his subordinates who were unloading the goods behind him, and began to assign tasks.

At this moment, on the arrow tower next to the gates of Orgrimmar, a Forsaken is lurking in the shadows, watching the Forsaken caravan from afar......

"Drachdog, what you told me about Queen Sylvanas seems to be true?!"

Varna appeared behind the Forsaken and looked in the direction of the caravan.

It turns out that lurking in the shadows to keep an eye on the Forsaken caravan is the legendary warlock of the Horde, Drachdog.

"I don't know why the Queen did this, maybe she just wanted to make sure the Forsaken had a space of their own!"

Drachdoger took off the large hood on his head, and under the wide robes was a slightly thin body, and the blood-red mask still obscured most of his face.

"But everything she does has always been about the Shadows, right?"

Varna noticed that the Forsaken who had just run into Orgrimmar had come out of the gates again, and quickly returned to where the caravan was.

"The Forsaken are inevitably associated with the Shadows, but don't forget that the Light has not completely abandoned us, and the Forgotten Priesthood community is also numerous."

Drachdogr has discovered that Queen Sylvanas has a special unit hidden under her command, very similar to MI7 in Stormwind, but more focused on intelligence than assassination.

"Aren't you supposed to be loyal to Queen Sylvanas? Why did she tell me her secret? ”

Varna didn't quite understand that the Forsaken had always admired Queen Sylvanas, but Drachdogr had told a troll the queen's secret?!

"I'm loyal to the Queen, but I'm also loyal to the Horde, and I hope there won't be a day when I have to choose!"

Drachdoger was obviously thinking more long-term, and his concern was not the power struggle or conflict between the various clans within the tribe, but the continuation of the entire tribe.

"It's good that you know about this matter, don't report it to Lord Wojin for the time being, after all, the real situation still needs to be investigated!"

Drachdogg turned to look at Varna, a troll with the same talent as himself, but in the end he gave up killing and chose the path of healing.

However, in the hearts of this great tribal hero, Varna has always been the shadow master who can be equal to herself, and of course, there is also a being who has more control over the shadow energy than them, Nalro!

"What do you mean?"

Varna didn't react at once, and Drachdoge actually told her not to report to Woking for the time being, could such a major matter be hidden?!

"I say, Varna, don't pretend to me, you're a Shadowhunter directly under Lord Woking, aren't you?!"

Drachdoger joked to Varna and said that he knew his friend very well, even if he knew his secret identity!

"You...... How do you know? You guy, you regret it, don't you? ”

Varna is so angry and funny, if it weren't for Drachdog's resolute choice of the Warlock's path, she would probably have become the first Forgotten Shadowhunter!

"Doesn't Shadowhunter learn not only combat and hunting skills, but also life-saving skills? It's nice to combine the witch doctor's voodoo magic with your talent, right!? ”

Drachdoge continued to laugh, but fortunately the guards around them had already sent the two of them to the lower lookouts, otherwise others might have thought they were flirting!

"It's true that I'm under the command of Mr. Woking, but I also have a mission from the Great Chief, so I must report the fact that Queen Sivarnath sent spies to lurk in various places."

Varna also has her own insistence, and she also carries the trust of Sal and Woking, so it is impossible to turn a blind eye to such things.

Thrall also valued Varna, often giving her long-term monitoring tasks, including the Shadow Rift.

"Of course I know you have your responsibility, but it's okay to report a little later, right? Give me time to investigate and I'll give you all the information when the time comes, what do you think? ”

Drachdogr changed Pipque's appearance and spoke to Varna very seriously, apparently he was very concerned about Queen Sylvanas sending people to lurk around the tribe.

"How long will it take? How long do you think it will take you to investigate this? ”

Varna was a little swaying, after all, Drakdogr also thought about the tribe.

If you don't get things to know and report it rashly, it will not be good to cause a rift between the forsaken and the other races of the tribe.

"Three months, how's it going? It will take time for the horde army to assemble, and I will give you an answer before the cursed land is removed. ”

Drachdoger thought about it for a long time, and finally promised Varna a time, which was the shortest time he could think of.

"Three months? It seems that this is very unusual! ”

Varna frowned and looked at the Forsaken caravan under the tower, as if there were a lot fewer people, and nearly half of the merchants' men were missing.

"Do you think this situation can be sustained in three months?"

Varna pointed in the direction of the caravan and motioned to Drachdoger to think clearly, apparently the lurkers were moving again.

"They were very vigilant, and they had sent about a dozen men out, two to return to Ogere, three to the south of Durontar, and seven to the barrens."

It turned out that Drachdoger had been closely monitoring the caravan's every move, and he had paid attention to the movements of those who had disappeared.

"Is this to deliver instructions?!"

Varna clasped her hands around her chest, pinched her chin and thought for a moment, then said with some surprise.

"It should be, I guess they also found themselves being watched, and they should have notified the hidden personnel to suspend their activities, so that it gave me time!"

Drachdog's words were smiling, and he seemed to be a little happy, but the blood-red mask completely obscured his facial expression.

"Alright! I promise you! In three months, you must give me all the news, and then report back with me to the Great Chief. ”

Varna finally gave in, since Drachdogr said that the guys would be quiet for a while, it must be true, but when he looked into it, he had to give the Great Chief an account together.

"Okay! That's it! Thanks! ”

Drachdoge happily patted Varna on the head, then jumped off the tower and left like a gust of wind along the ramparts......