The Stalker finally leaves. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Gazruvi, who had just curled up in a ball and was snoring, suddenly jumped up and said to the corner of the tent: "How is it, drunken wind! I fooled them all, didn't I? Hahaha! Now it's time for you to give me your secret recipe, right? ”

In the corner of the tent, the space was slightly distorted, and then two figures appeared, which were Drunken Wind and Onexia. Although the stalker's strength just now was still good, he could reach the epic, but he couldn't see through the black dragon princess's advanced stealth technique.

After showing his figure, Drunken Wind looked embarrassed.

The last time Gazruvi drank the wine he had brewed in Thunder Bluff, he learned that such a strong wine was actually made from the most ordinary barley. The goblins' keen sense of business immediately saw the business opportunity - you know, although the local brewing process of Azeroth is also very exquisite, but the direction is strangely off, everyone wants to improve the quality of the wine by improving the quality of the brewing materials, and the result is that there are good wines, but the price is also ...... It makes people drunk just by looking at it.

That's why Chan Storm Spirits will do that stupid thing of making Thunder Phoenix Eggs. (Old Chen brewed a barrel of Storm Liquor from the eggs of the Thunder Phoenix, and the half-orc, half-ogre, Lexa, who was as strong as a half-orc, half-ogre, drank it and almost got drunk to death...... ）

Ghazruvi had been pestering Drunken Wind for a long time to learn how to make wine, and Drunken Wind finally got impatient and told Gazruvi that if he could fool everyone and let Duke Disa fall into his plan, he would tell him how to make wine, and not interfere with his business operations.

Stimulated by huge profits, Zuifeng saw the birth of a generation of Oscar winners. Gazruvi acted in his true colors, and by showing his desire for gold and status, he completely fell into the trap of Duke Disa while concealing some things.

As agreed, Drunken Wind told Gazruvi the secret of distillation.

Finally waiting for the drunken wind to finish speaking, Onexia spoke with some concern: "I always have a familiar feeling in this stalker, he seems to be used to acting in the mountains, although he came here to determine the situation according to the instructions of Duke Disa this time, but I am sure that he is not Duke Disa's subordinate!" ”

Accustomed to being active in the mountains, stalkers, skilled in theft......

"It's a syndicate! Right! The face shield he was wearing, he was a syndicate! "Drunken Wind finally found a problem in this familiarity, these thieves are the sworn enemies of Hu or Ravenhold Manor, the Syndicate of Thieves!

"Syndicate thieves? The Alterac aristocracy? ”

During the Orc War, the Orc Horde tried to recruit some of the Alliance's nobles to assist them in their battles, and the weak-willed Alterac nobles readily agreed to the Horde's plan, promising to help them overthrow the Alliance's leadership and take Lordaeron.

Thus, when the orcs were defeated, the punishment for these traitors followed: permanent exile.

The exiled nobles were dismayed to find that the few orcs who remained in Lordaeron did not want anything to do with them and refused to provide them with refuge, and that the nobles who had lost their territory had no strength, so they had to survive by stealing. Soon they came together to form a more powerful organization and named the Syndicate.

The Syndicate is one such organization, loosely led by Lord Aiden Pernord, who began as a group of troubled nobles-turned-crappy thieves who stole towns and villages and shifted locations in order to make a living.

But during their journey, many other gangsters joined the organization with different purposes. Because these professional bandits prefer to gang up in a bandit organization rather than act alone, some of them remain in the organization, even though they hate the arrogant aristocratic habits of the syndicate.

Onexia's disguised identity comes from Alterac, so she is no stranger to this group of nobles who have died.

"I really didn't expect Duke Disa to have a relationship with syndicate thieves, if we had caught the evidence, I don't think our operation would have been so troublesome." Drunken Wind has found a new breaking point.

"I'd advise you not to bother with this idea." Onexia poured cold water on her mercilessly, "My father has a close relationship with the Syndicate, do you want Stormwind to face Deathwing?" ”

"Uh......" Drunken Wind looked embarrassed, "Your father is really powerful, and he has his eyeliner everywhere." ”

Speaking of eyeliner, Drunken Wind suddenly remembered that Deathwing seemed to have a group of goblins!

"Gazruvi, if I give you endless wealth and let you destroy this world, are you willing?"

Ghazruvi, who was excited because he had mastered a secret recipe to make money, was very puzzled after hearing Zuifeng's question: "Is there no gold to destroy the world?" ”

"Yes."

Ghazruwe pulled a gold coin out of his pocket.

"Look, I have at least one more gold now! If I destroy the world, I'll lose this gold coin - do I look so stupid? ”

After listening to it, Drunken Wind couldn't help but laugh.

……………………

It was late at night, but Duke Disa was still sitting on the edge of his bed, not sleepy at all.

He didn't know if he was right to accept the syndicate's invitation to cooperate, or that he didn't understand why he would agree to cooperate so easily! Admittedly, the Syndicate had sent a number of skilled stalkers, but Duke Disa always felt that the thieves seemed to be staring at him more.

Just when Duke Disa was in a trance, a black figure silently appeared in the tent.

"Lord Duke, that goblin is telling the truth, and he did leave a back door in the contract. However, because the contract has a magic seal, I don't know the exact contents, only that it is a sales contract. ”

"Okay, I see, you go down first, and then notify the others, and start planning tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

After the stalker left, Duke Disa lay down on his bed.

"Loans, tax exemptions, selling crowns...... These things are such a coincidence, but it's a pity that Nas is not around, otherwise I wouldn't have to pay attention to this group of half-hung thieves of unknown origin! ”

While Duke Disa was complaining, the luxurious carpet in the tent suddenly changed, and the arcane energy flowed wildly along the threads of mythril woven in the carpet, and soon formed an arcane circle, and then the blue light flashed, and a young figure appeared in the tent.

"I finally found a chance to come back from Dalaran, what happened to my father in such a hurry to find me this time?"