In the spring, the western wilderness is still yellow, but that doesn't mean all the weeds here are dead, in fact, the grasslands here are the same color all year round, whether it's fresh sprouts or dry blades. The sea breeze from the west coast is constantly whistling and sweeping, bringing abundant rain to water this fertile land.

If it weren't for the Defia Brotherhood doing something here, it would have been a place of pride for farmers and herders. But under the ravages of the Brotherhood and the Gnoll bandits, the farms and ranches here are becoming deserted.

Speaking of the Brotherhood of Defia, that's a long story. It's almost an Azeroth's version of the story of the government's rebellion, but it's not simple, it's mixed in with a larger conspiracy. Diego didn't talk too much about it when he talked to Count Berval about Moonstream, as it was a dishonorable taboo for the rulers of Stormwind.

The story of the Brotherhood of Difia begins with the First Orc War. Twenty-two years ago, Medivan, the fallen guardian, first opened the Dark Gate, a portal to Azeroth from the orc tribe of Draenor through Guò. Starting in the Dark Swamp, they launched an assault on the kingdom of Stormwind. The Horde and the Shadow Council used Garona to get rid of the then King of Stormwind, Ryan? Wrynn, Stormwind fell into the hands of the orcs. Regent Anduin? The Duke of Lothar was forced to make a decision to lead the surviving citizens of Stormwind and the young Varian? Prince Ureon crossed the sea and retreated to the kingdom of Lordaeron in the north.

The once-mighty city of Stormwind was reduced to ruins by the savage destruction of the orcs.

After the outbreak of the Second Orc War, the combined efforts of the Lordaeron Human Alliance and their loyal allies, the Dwarves, Gnomes, and High Elves, finally defeated the invading Orc horde. After the war, King Terenus of Lordaeron? Minahir built the nations of the Coalition to help rebuild Stormwind and let Varian, who had already reached adulthood? Wryon returns to Stormwind to succeed as king.

But what was supposed to cheer everyone was not as simple as it seemed. Masonry Brotherhood - This guild of craftsmen, mechanics, and laborers was commissioned by the Senate of Stormwind nobility to begin the work of rebuilding Stormwind. Workers worked tirelessly to rebuild the city, carefully sculpting the stately and imposing halls and corridors of Stormstormhold. When the final construction was completed, the members of the Masonry Brotherhood gathered to receive their salaries, only to be unexpectedly told that they would not be paid.

It may seem a little incredible, but at this time, a man called Catlena? The woman of Presto showed up—oh, of course. Now we know that she is a black dragon named Onexia, who has hidden her power and disguised herself as a human nobleman, plotting to control the supreme power of this human kingdom. At her instigation, the Council of Nobles had no intention of paying for the reconstruction. But. Whatever the reason, the members of the Masonry Brotherhood immediately became furious at this point - they had worked so hard and bloodily for the simple purpose of getting the money they deserved, and now they had gained nothing. Especially their chieftain, Edwin? Van Cleef. He was especially intolerant of such deception - and he and his followers had a firm conviction that they would never leave Stormwind unless they were paid as they were.

A riot ensued, and the members of the Masonry Brotherhood were so angry that they almost lost their minds after learning the truth. King Ureon tried to appease their anger, but in the midst of the confusion, a member of the Brotherhood threw a stone into the head of his queen Tiffin, killing her - until now, no one knew whether it was a conspiracy or a pure accident, but most preferred the former.

As a response to the death of the queen and the riots. The Council of Nobles of Stormwind banished the stonemasons from Stormwind and declared them exiled - and without paying them any wages or thanks.

And for Edwin? Van Cleef - This man is not a simple stonemason. Van Cleef, chief engineer, was also a MI7 chief, Matthias? Shore's top assassin, some speculate that he even reached the level of an index finger at one point. At this time, Van Cleef looked at the exiles around him, tired, poor, hungry, and homeless. He looked at them, at the Stormwind that had coalesced into their hearts. It was full of people who rejoiced in returning home, sitting on stone benches admiring the beautiful fountains, and walking the cobbled streets without thinking about who had done the heavy lifting.

So, it was at this time. The Defia Brotherhood was established. Since Stormwind was unwilling to pay them for their hard work, there was a reason for them to rise up and fight for it themselves - it was a no-go choice. Van Cleef gathered his companions together and announced his idea to them, telling them the only option and reason. Then. One by one, the masonry joined the fraternity and wore a tattoo representing the organization, the gear. Why gears? Because Stormwind City is like a machine, a machine operated by the nobles and the rich who can dictate to the people around them, but this machine cannot rotate smoothly without gears.

Now, they have become a mob in the truest sense of the word. They killed people and robbed caravans and caravans in the Elwyn Forest and the nearby Wild West. As long as the travelers in this way are all their targets. Although most of the Brotherhood's members are construction workers and engineers, who have not received a day of military training, they have a tightly knit organization that is as delicate as a cog. The Brotherhood grew stronger in the years that followed, even seizing the town of Moonstream in the southern part of the Wild West, turning it into their lair.

Despite the fact that the inhabitants of the Wild West would be sacked by Defia from time to time, Stormwind did not send any reinforcements, and there was no reason to explain this indifference and inaction. A large sum of money owed to Defia was used to feed Stormwind's mighty army, wasn't it? However, they sat idly by as the Wild West fell into the hands of Defia, allowing the organization to grow stronger. The reason is very simple, at this time in Stormwind, the king disappeared, and his only son Anduin was still an ignorant child and puppet. The power is in the hands of Countess Catlena? Presto, in the hands of the black dragon Onexia, in fact, she wished that the kingdom of Stormwind would be in chaos.

Now, though, with the expulsion of the black dragon Onexia. The situation is starting to improve. Although Diego didn't know why Bolvar didn't send troops to sweep up the Brotherhood of Defia, he felt that he could take back Moonstream on his own. His new skills, new weapons, and new subordinates all gave him this confidence.

At this time, Diego and his party were marching on the main road to Sentinel Ridge. Along the way, it is rare to encounter pedestrians. Most of the farms along the route have also been abandoned. However, there are also farms that are struggling to survive. Some of the brave farmers spontaneously organized themselves and armed themselves with pitchforks and scythes to fight the Defian Brotherhood and the Gnoll bandits to the end to protect their homeland. For these admirable people, Diego ordered Bogard to open the van. Supported them with some oak spears and leather armor. However, Diego did not stay long, because he knew that only by completely solving the Brotherhood of Defia would the problems here be fundamentally solved.

It's been a month since they've entered the Wild West. The original vast wilderness is still refreshing, but seeing too much can also make people feel monotonous and boring.

Diego sat on the broad back of the Kodomon and looked at the deed in his hand, which had been given to him by Brother Samuel, and the thick leather cover depicted the shining emblem of the Holy Light. Underneath is a line written in High Elf language: "Esarustharno'darador" - Defend glory with blood.

For someone like Diego, who has a deep knowledge of leathermaking, he can tell at a glance that the cover is made of Demon Tyrannosaurus skin. The corners of the hard dragon skin are covered with Mithril to prevent damage. The deed was bound with rune threads, about three or four fingers thick. It looked like a sturdy brick, and Diego guessed that the paladins sometimes used it to smash people. There is a wide buckle on the right edge of the cover that fastens the cover to prevent the book from falling apart inadvertently. At both ends of the spine, there is also a sturdy silver chain that allows it to be tied to the belt with the holy deed.

For the Paladins, the Holy Covenant is their code. Equivalent to a mage's spellbook. After learning the new Light Method, the Paladin can record it in the Holy Deed for review from time to time. Some Covenants are also enchanted with special enchantments that enhance certain spells or talents of paladins. This Sacred Deed has recorded many Holy Light spells. It was thirty or forty pages long, but it was only a reference for Diego, because he couldn't release most of these spells. He studied these only to figure out the principles of the use of the Holy Light inside. In order to better combine their hunter skills with the Light energy. He had this hunch that when the two could be perfectly combined, he would be stronger than ever.

The Death Gaze was casually stuffed into Kodomon's saddle bag, and he didn't care much that the superweapon would be stolen. Because all the magic arrays on this musket are powered by Diego's power of holy light, that is, without Diego's holy light charge, this musket would not even be able to fire, and the huge recoil alone is enough to shatter the user's shoulder bone.

In fact, he wasn't the only one in the convoy who figured out his spells. Behind him, the brand-new gnoll shaman Van Goray was riding a donkey, and the absent-minded letter horse was reined, oh no, it should be the donkey by the reins, and he didn't even care about the donkey stopping from time to time to nibble on two mouthfuls of grass on the side of the road. He excitedly controlled a ball of water with his mind, rolling it in the palm of his hand. Compared with those regular shaman apprentices who learned to pass on the way of shamanism, he had developed a pitiful number of spells himself, and most of them were limited to water-based spells, most of them were healing and auxiliary spells, and as for the damage spells, there were only a few pitiful ones, and the only one he could use now was Frost Shock. This spell can summon frost to blast enemies, and it is very powerful. (To be continued.) )