"Shall we send some soldiers to help Mader?" King Ryan-Ureon frowned and asked, "I'm afraid he's in danger......"

"No need!" Anduinlota narrowed his eyes and shook his head at the same time: "Believe in his strength, ordinary soldiers are just a burden to him!" ”

King Ryan nodded, falling silent.

"Anything new?" Looking at Karin, who was still examining the body, Anduin Lothar asked suddenly, his voice soft.

"Not ......," Carlin shook his head.

Lothar is someone who can be trusted, but there are things that can't be told to him right now.

Moreover, the current Medivan, or Sargeras, may return at any time.

Before Medivin returned, Carlin checked some of the surroundings again:

The dead archmage, Hamlin, was dressed in gray robes...... He is a mage of the Eight Rings, and since he can reach the position of "Palace Mage" of the Storm Fortress, his combat power will definitely not be a weak among the mages of the Eight Rings.

On the desk on one side, there are many closely packed magical instruments...... With Carlin's experience, it's hard to fully recognize him.

But one thing is certain, the duty of the "court mage" is to surround the safety of the stormstorm fortress......

Therefore, the usefulness of these magic instruments can basically be determined, and they constitute the protective circle of the Storm Fortress...... Unfortunately, even Carlin could tell that the shields weren't activated.

Presumably, it's not that Archmage Halglin didn't want to turn it on before he died...... It's that he doesn't have a chance to turn it on at all.

In other words, he was killed by the murderer, in seconds!

As he thought, Carlin frowned.

……

Only ten minutes later, the Astral Mage in a black hood had already returned to the Mage Tower.

The expression on his face looked triumphant.

"Are you alright, Maider!" Lothar and Ryan hurriedly stood up and asked in unison.

"Of course, it's not a hassle at all!" Medivin smiled and replied, "That's right...... That demon! ”

He threw a bloody corpse to the ground.

It's a strange body...... Cracked hooves, unkempt legs of lamb, goat-like horns, razor-sharp claws, and a long lion's tail were all incongruous to the demon's body.

Seeing this terrifying demon corpse, all the nobles present, except for King Ryan and Lothar, couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Obviously, the strong stench on this corpse made everyone uneasy!

"Is this the murderer of Hamlin?" King Ryan roared with a serious face.

"Caught it so quickly?" Lothar glanced at Medivan and commented.

Medivan shrugged: "It's thanks to my assistant that he discovered the existence of the demon so quickly, so that it didn't flee too far!" ”

I saw Karlin, who was bending down and carefully examining the demon's corpse......

The demon's skull had been cut open by a strong blade, but the blood was still there, and it seemed that Medivan had used a special method to contain it...... In addition, the demon's expression was hideous, and it seemed that he had endured unimaginable pain before he died.

"You have to find a way to dispose of these demonic blood, otherwise no one can guarantee that people with brain problems will do something with a large pool of demonic blood!" Medivan also bent down: "My assistant, for example, he seems to have some interest in these things. ”

"No, sir!" Carlin hurriedly said: "I'm just a little interested in the information of the demon, for example, I'm curious, the type of this strange demon ......"

"Sartre!" Medivin said lightly: "This is a Sartre...... Twisted and evil, calm and murderous demon hunter! ”

"Sartre?" Carlin suddenly remembered the bosses that appeared in Karazhan in his previous life......

One thing is clear, Sartre is not a demon race known for their strong fighting power...... In a sense, Sartre and the High Elves are closely related, and they were transformed by the High Elves who defected to Sargeras in the War of the Ancients.

Therefore, the demon "Sartre" does not come from the abyss, but is the indigenous demon of Azeroth. They are cunning and shrewd, but they are clearly not very strong.

Even the most powerful of Sartre, "Savis", was completely a scumbag existence before receiving the blessing of the ancient gods.

It is possible for a court mage of the Eight Rings and Stormwind City with outstanding strength to be defeated by such a satyr; But in his own mage tower, without conveying any information, he was killed by a satyr...... Obviously, this situation is incredible!

The specific inside story, Carlin can vaguely guess...... This Sartre is not the real murderer of the archmage Hallin, but a substitute for the dead!

……

However, the rest of the people present, except for Lothar, who was still a little skeptical, had already believed Medivan's words:

"Come on, Maider!" Ryan Wryon said heartily, "Let me give you a celebration feast to celebrate your contribution to Stormwind once again!" ”

"Yes, thank you, Lord Medivan!" The aristocrats also complimented.

Medivan raised a hand: "I'm afraid I won't be able to attend the celebration feast, because we have to go back now, our main purpose is to convey the message of the orc attack, which has already been done, and there are other results...... There's a lot of stuff waiting for us right now in Karazhan, right, Karin? ”

As she spoke, Medivan glanced at Carlin.

Lothar looked at Carlin quizzically, a little pleading in her eyes.

Madison's eyes were calm and tired. He seemed to be hoping that Carlin would speak for him this time, too.

Carlin was stunned for a moment, not expecting that this matter needed to be decided by himself. Just as he pondered:

"Mad, what's wrong with you?" All I heard was Lothar shouting.

He grabbed Medivan's shoulders to prevent him from falling to the ground.

"Call Bishop Benedictas!" King Ryan's majestic voice rang out in the crowd.

There was a sudden confusion in the crowd......

Taking advantage of the noise, Carlin quietly pulled out a trace of "enemy fencing" on the side.

"Sure enough......"

The blade of the enemy fencing was as steady as ever, and did not emit any light......

With the help of several maids, Carlin regained Medivan's unconscious body and moved back to the cabin where he had been.

Before leaving, he vaguely heard a scout report saying:

"Your Majesty, Lord Lothar, the traces of the orc army have been found!"