The guards went as fast as they came, and they came back as quickly as they came. It's not complicated at all, it's just an activity in the Western Wilderness.

Now that she has officially appeared in the official, Vanessa no longer pursues any secret principles, because you can't hide it if you want to.

Stormwind City's population of 200,000 is naturally the focus of propaganda, and she has set up an activity base in Stormwind City, hiring several loud voices every day to ride goats and shout in the city.

It was only then that Bolval remembered this, and the first thing that came to mind was a large sow......

To be honest, Vanessa's figure was already a little blurry in his mind, he cared about the future of the kingdom, whether it was the undead or the dwarf, not some young girl.

Bolval's wife is the priest of Lordaeron, Black Gate fell under the butcher's knife of the undead when he was 20 years old, and his four-year-old daughter was sent away by him in pain, and now five years have passed, he has not been able to see his daughter, and all his body and mind are devoted to the construction of the country, it can be said that Bolval has not paid much attention to women, especially young women.

At this time, thinking of Vanessa, thinking of the western wilderness, he turned to ask the mediocre-looking intelligence leader on the other side.

"Master Shore, what's the situation in the Wild West right now? Is the organization called the Brotherhood still there? ”

The intelligence chief has been downplaying his existence, and if it weren't for the regent asking, many people would automatically ignore this important minister of the country who is not familiar with it at all, and only a few people know that Madias. Shore leads a vast intelligence agency of more than 2,500 people and keeps it running in an efficient and stealthy manner.

The middle-aged man had been stroking his tiger's mouth before, and did not seem interested in any of the topics they were discussing, and only then did he hear the regent's question and answer in a slow but powerful voice, "Edwin. After Van Cleef's death, the remnants of the Brotherhood entered the Elwyn Forest, and all the backbones were hanged by you, and the rest is really not worth mentioning, my intelligence network shows that they have experienced several internecine battles within themselves, and I am afraid that the people who still use the name of the Brotherhood are a group of unscrupulous bandits. ”

Boval nodded slightly, quite satisfied with this result, he was naturally very disgusted with the assassin with a bright heart, and the assassination was considered by him to be a shame, a kind of lack of courage and dishonor, but this method had to be said to be very efficient.

When the propagandist of the Wine Festival ran in front of the Cathedral of Light for the fourth time, he also became a little curious about this Wine Festival and the current Wild West, why were they so happy when it was so hot outside?

He whispered to the air, "Archmage, please cast a spell and let me see what is going on with their wine festival." ”

As a politician, he still has the caution he should have, and at this time he is a little worried in his heart, what if this wine festival is secretly gathering a large number of people in the name of fine wine to carry out some kind of anti-kingdom action?

This kind of thing was not new, similar things had happened in the kingdoms of Azeroth, and he wanted to see the scene with his own eyes.

There was a wave of arcane waves in the air, and three mages came out of it.

It's definitely not as good as the magic kingdom of Dalaran, but the Storm Kingdom is rich, these days, money sometimes has everything, the three of them are court mages, they all have the ability of high-level spellcasters, enjoy all kinds of funding from the royal family and the state, and usually provide some help to those in power.

"Okay." The old man at the head was neither humble nor arrogant, he and the two mages directly located the Sentinel Ridge in the western wilderness, and the three of them quickly cast a spell, and the next moment, a slightly blurry image was transmitted.

I don't know if there is a conspiracy, but the image transmission is half a beat slower than the sound transmission, and several important ministers in the conference room quickly felt the enthusiasm of the scene! ......

"Drink, drink, haha!! ——”

"Cheers, I'm drunk? Joke! I'm not drunk! ——”

"Come on, dwarf, you can't lose to that fat man!"

"Fat man, eat hard, quick! Two more jugs of wine! Detoxify oiliness! ”

The picture is finally fixed on two guys, one is a dwarf with very obvious characteristics, the other has a brown beard, and next to him is a fat man with a hat and a wine gourd, with a fat body and black and white hair.

In front of the two of them, there was a pile of wine and meat, and not far away there was a banner with the words "The first round of the Big Stomach King Competition......

The mage's spell immediately attracted the attention of the two, the fat man was the keenest, and there was a burst of light in his eyes, the dwarf was slightly worse than him, but both of them found out, but for several reasons, they chose to ignore it.

"Huh? How?! Yes! Oh, my God!! - "The old mage was still guessing where this strange fat man was, but the next moment he found that his spell was out of control.

The spell stretched quickly not far away, as if there was a giant dragging it over there.

It's unbelievable that a primary farsighted technique that has been studied by mages for hundreds of years, has an extremely stable structure, and is powered by three high-level mages, can actually get out of control!

Then the spell was quickly stretched, and he saw the culprit who forcibly pulled his own spell, the legendary archmage Gianna who was not shocked by the breeze. Prodmoore.

The other party not only controlled his spells, but also watched the situation on their side in turn.

Between the flow of his eyes, the old mage seemed to understand Gianna's subtext, are you overwhelmed? Nothing to do, dare to peep at me?!

As a court mage, he is actually not very convinced by Gianna, although he reached the legendary level at the age of 28, and he is still in the high level in his 60s, but he stubbornly believes that Gianna is rich and has a good teacher to teach, and under the same conditions, he may not be bad.

The truth was pretty much the same, he only glanced at Gianna and then turned his attention away from the female mage, because he had seen Egwene!

This is completely a figure like the ancestor of the ancestors, Egwen conceals her appearance, but her temperament and control of the arcane can not be concealed, the specific name is unknown, the old mage only knows that this middle-aged woman is stronger than Gianna.

He is a bit square, who would have thought that just by taking a casual look, he could see several legendary-level powerhouses, isn't the Western Wilderness a wasteland? What are you doing there? He is only a high-level, and he is a scholar-style mage, he is not good at fighting at all, and once he is targeted by the legendary rank, he will die a miserable death.

The old mage stiffened his neck and looked at Bolval, trying to shake the pot out quickly.

The Grand Duke also had a sudden expression of enlightenment, look, Gianna is there in person, it's a real hammer! Say she's okay with Vanessa? Who believes! This western wilderness is the back road arranged by the female mage, what does she want to do, could it be that there is a change on the tribe's side? And, how do you deal with it?