Theramore has been established for a long time, and everything is on track, and Gianna can do it herself. With a lot of competent subordinates to help, there are no more heavy tasks for her to take care of personally, and the mage sister can have more personal time. Of course, compared to an unreliable leader not far from the next door, Gianna was still busy flying.

Tell the guards to find Master Twash, and the mage girl is going to Stormwind. If the amnesiac man in front of him is a real king, if that guy in Stormwind is a fake, this is a big deal. Gianna intuitively felt that there was something hidden in the Stormwind Kingdom, or at the highest decision-making level.

'Ghost Wolf' Logos, Night Druid Brohr. Bearskin, mage sister Gianna. Prodmore, as well as the Elven Guardian of the Lord of Theramore, Byan, and the premise of Egwen, the guardian of Rysfa, are about to go to Stormwind City after some preparation. Among these five people, there may be a relative weakness of Bean, but she is not a mediocre hand. Two elite characters, two boss-level guys, and legendary mages like the former Guardian, such a team composition can be called luxurious!

Much more reliable than the traverser's magic book, Gianna teleported a magic, and the top five teams came to the outskirts of Stormwind City in an instant.

"Gianna, this is the Kingdom of Stormwind?! Where I belong?! ”

"Yes, this is the kingdom of Stormwind, Logosh. Look, we can already see the towering walls in the distance. ”

Emerging from the arcane light curtain, Gianna and the others did not rush to Stormwind City in the first place.

"Logosh, if you are really the King of Stormwind, if you are really the King of Varian, then, that guy in Stormwind right now is a fake!"

Saying that, Gianna. Prodmore's face was full of that extremely solemn look.

"If that's the case, we can know that someone is secretly planning something, someone wants to subvert the kingdom of Stormwind!"

Everyone knows this, what is a big deal, does usurping power count?!

"Indeed, Gianna's fears are very justified, if someone pretends to be the king......"

Taking over the words of the mage girl, the premise of the Ryth Law Guardian Egwen also carefully analyzed. Glancing at Logosh, who seemed to be ignorant, this guy had amnesia, he wasn't pretending! Having lived so long and served as a Guardian for a long time, Magna. Egwene thought to herself that no one could fool her.

"Well, Rogosh, your amnesia is also man-made. It is conceivable that your return will also be a thorn in the side of those conspirators, and it must be eliminated as soon as possible. Stormwind has the conspirators in it, and we can't rush in. ”

After some deliberation, 'Ghost Wolf' Logosh and Dark Night Druid Brohr. Bearskin and Gianna's elven guard, Bean, stay, while Egwene and the Mage Girl travel to Stormwind to find out.

"To be able to conspire such a conspiracy, such a trick can only come from the highest echelons of Stormwind. I don't know who can be trusted, Logosh, that Reginald. Can Wendsol be trusted?! You know, that's crucial. ”

It's Varian. Wrynn's appearance was only that he had some scars on his face from participating in gladiatorial fights, and despite these subtle differences, Gianna decided that he was the real king.

After closing his eyes and thinking for a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the human man, now known as the 'ghost wolf' Logosh, had a dazzling glint in his eyes.

Nodding heavily, he said with great certainty.

"Gianna, just as I can trust you without any scruples, a voice calls in my heart, Reginald. Wendsol, he can be trusted! …… I can't remember what he looked like, but I'm sure he'll be an important part of my recovery. ”

"Alright, Logosh, you and Bynne will go to Shining Gold first, and Miss Egwene and I will go find Reginald. Windsor, and then it was there that they converged. Remember to do your job of concealment, Logosh, I recognize you, and someone else will recognize you. ”

……

The mage does reconnaissance, which is really a bit overkill, especially that Gianna can be said to be one of the most powerful mages in the world of Azeroth today, and Egwene is even more amazing, he has been the guardian of the Tirith Method, and this qualification is amazing.

Didn't go to see Stormwind's regent, Berval. Vortagan did not go to see the powerful Katrana. Countess Presto, such a conspiracy can only come from the decision-making level of the Kingdom of Stormwind, and anyone in Stormwind City is now seriously suspected. The magic on their bodies flickered, and Gianna and Egwene had already made some disguises, as long as they found Reginald. Windsol is fine.

It's a pity that if they go directly to the Stormwind Fortress Palace, maybe Gianna's strength is still a little lacking, but with Egwene's magic detection ability, she should be able to directly find the crux of the problem. The countess who was so powerful in Stormwind that she could even influence the situation in the entire kingdom, Catlana. Presto is actually a female dragon, she is the black dragon princess Onexia!

Didn't go to Stormwind Fortress, and the two mages didn't find Reginald after many inquiries. Wendthor seems to be very disappointed in the upper echelons of the kingdom, this Marshal of Stormwind has gone to the Burning Plains!

Hearing such news, Gianna and Egwene glanced at each other, and gently knew what the other party thought.

There is indeed some kind of secret hand in Stormwind that controls everything, and the dark waves are surging.

Shining Gold Town, the Lion King's Pride Inn.

"Didn't find Reginald?!"

His voice had been deliberately lowered, but the surprise and loss in Logosh's words could be felt by all.

Dressed as an adventurer, he also covered his entire head with a hood, and hung his head down, 'ghost wolf' Logosh was really lost.

"What we've heard is that Marshal Windsor seems to have a big opinion of Stormwind's decision-making hierarchy, and he left Stormwind for the Burning Plains. Don't be discouraged, Logosh, we can find him in the Burning Plains. ”

"yes, we can't find it here, so we'll go to the Burning Plains. At first, it was Gianna's unilateral speculation, and now that there is such a thing, Logosh, I also believe that you are the king of Stormwind. Reginald. Wendthor should have known something, he should have noticed that something was wrong with the entire Stormwind Kingdom before he ran away in a bad mood. A false king is in control of the kingdom, and this is certainly going to be a lot more problematic than before. ”

After some deliberation, the five-person team went to the Burning Plains again. In the same vein, Gianna and Egwene went to the Stormwind forces there to find out what was going on. Wendthor is still not there! They also learn from Field Marshal Maxwell that Field Marshal Windthor appears to have been attacked by a Black Iron Dwarven force and disappeared.

When they got such news, everyone looked at each other. Well, if you want to keep tracking...... They're going to Darkhearth. Reginald. Wendthor was attacked by the Black Iron Dwarves, and the best result was that he was captured. If he accidentally dies at the hands of the Black Iron Dwarf...... It would be difficult to prove that Logosh was the king of Stormwind.

"The entire Blackstone Mountain is divided into two parts, and the Blackstone Tower seems to be controlled by the Blackstone Orcs, and they are not those Orcs of Thrall's tribe."

Sorting out some of the things she had heard, Gianna. Proudmore slowly explained to the rest of the crowd what they were facing.

"As for the underground, that's the lair of the Black Iron Dwarves. To find Reginald. Some clues to Windsol, we're going to the place known as the Blackstone Abyss! ”

Onward, Blackstone Abyss!

……

Straddling the confluence of the Burning Plains and the Scorching Gorge, Blackstone Mountain has been hollowed out by the Black Iron Dwarves to create the majestic Blackstone Tower, a majestic city that is no less than the Iron Forge.

The orcs invaded Azeroth, and they took the Blackstone Tower along the way. The Black Iron Dwarves were the loser, these dwarves lost the Black Stone Tower on the ground, but they still possessed the Dark Furnace City in the underground part. The Black Stone Orcs and the Black Iron Dwarves, their hatred, conflict, and confrontation have never stopped.

The Iron Forges troops disguised as the Black Iron Dwarves, the Riptide Castle team disguised as the Twilight Cultists, and a small number of Black Iron Dwarves of the Thorium Brotherhood, the traversers marched mightily towards the Black Rock Mountain.

Thor's Crown of Destruction was so eye-catching that Kazik took it off and put it in his backpack. Along with this, Orphest, the foreman of the Thor Silver Brotherhood, also changed into normal armor, and his Ring of Flame was also removed. In addition to that, Magni. King Copperbeard's weapons and armor have also been replaced with normal goods, Garin. Prince Tolbene's Sdomka. The Exterminators were also put away. Black Iron Dwarves, Twilight Cultists, this is an ordinary team.

"Huh?! Orphest, you're here in person?! ”

At the foot of the Blackstone Mountain, still a long way from the gate, the team stopped, and a small group of Black Iron Dwarves came to the junction.

"Is it arranged, Roctus?!"

"Everything has been arranged."

A black dwarf who looked quite ordinary looked at the team behind, there were more than five hundred people, but fortunately there was no problem with their disguise.

"Are you going to the Dark Furnace City in person, Orphest? What are we going to do...... It's too dangerous! ”

"Danger too! Roctus, we are not deserters, we will fight against Ragnaros and rescue the rest of our fellow Black Irons. ”

As he spoke, the foreman squinted at the elf not far from him. This guy boasted, 'Ragnaros is mine!' I wonder if he can do it.

With those doubts in his heart, Opepher was also very strange, knowing that Roctus. The existence of the secret contract, but this strange guy doesn't seem to know Roctus. Where did he know those things?!

Of course, the traverser didn't know him, and if it weren't for Orphest's repeated mention of the name of the black iron dwarf in front of him, he wouldn't have known that this guy was Roctus. Secret Covenant.

'In the game, this guy is the guy who sells those precious recipes of the Thorsilver Brotherhood, if not, who the hell knows about you?!'

……

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Yo! That's the game, and in this real world of Azeroth, this guy also has those precious blueprints of the Thorium Brotherhood?! ’

Thinking of those drawings, the traverser's heart was hot, and he wanted to roll up his sleeves and start drying. Grab those drawings?! Black Iron Set, Radiant Set, Molten Dog Skin Set, etc., etc., etc. There are also the forging drawings of Nightfall, the Black Hand, and the Saffron's Hammer, which have been concocted by the Thorsilver Brotherhood over the years, and are the brainchild of their brainchild.

"Obhisto, you see, we're here to help your Black Iron Clan fight against Ragnaros, and we have such a great friendship, can I buy those precious forging blueprints from you? Rest assured, absolutely real money and silver transactions. ”

Brush prestige or something, the traverser won't like it. He's an elf now, but he's a sandfury chief with a troll talent, and he doesn't want to work hard to gain reputation without the Terran reputation bonus talent. Helping the Black Iron Tribe overthrow the Fire Elemental Lords who enslaved them is a one-step solution to the problem of prestige.

'Damn! This elf knows a lot of things! ’

The strange creature asked himself, but he looked more at Roctus. In the body of the secret contract, he really knows a lot about the Brotherhood of Thuryin.

"Absolutely. The Black Iron Dwarves are always close to their friends, and if you can help us fight against Ragnaros, the Firelord, you're our friend! ”

Being able to fight against Ragnaros and being friends with such a powerful guy is actually a lot of benefits, so the Black Iron Tribe will not refuse.

"Hahahahaha, good, good!"

You don't want the rest of the Brotherhood of Thorsilver, but the Traveler definitely has to get a 'black hand' to collect.