"Guest, your spicy wolf meat." The proprietress placed the food on Locke's table and went to the counter to pay the bill, looking serious, as if she had forgotten what Locke had asked her not long ago.

There are quirks.

Locke used his knife and fork to cut off a piece of spicy wolf meat, this kind of wolf meat cooked in spicy sauce is very delicious, and it is a very famous dish in the south of Lordaeron.

But such a delicacy does not attract guests, which makes Locke feel a little strange. However, there was no second hotel in Talenmere, and Locke could only stay there for one night.

Herbal baked eggs were soon placed in front of Locke, and the fragrant eggs were able to intoxicate people just by smelling them.

But Locke's attention was not on this place, and he quickly finished his food and walked out of the hotel.

The whole town was very unnatural, and the unnatural expressions on the faces of the passers-by and the shopkeepers could be seen, and their panic and haste made Locke come to a conclusion.

That is, the establishment of the syndicate was not as modest as he thought.

It is quite possible that this assassination organization was created, which was full of blood and terror.

Locke walked calmly down the street, and in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Locke put the Destroyer of Worlds in the space bag. He looked around the city.

"People of Talenmere, the investigation has emerged." A childish voice came from the town hall, it was a man in a white shirt, and he said slowly to the people around him: "The assassination just now was a mercenary who was mentally out of balance, and then caused this tragedy. ”

"Mercenaries?"

"Cut, there's no benefit in your cover-up."

"It's obviously the Syndicate's doing."

The noise caught Locke's attention, and he walked out into the crowd and looked towards the town hall, where on the reddish-brown wall hung a piece of paper with a bounty written in pale black ink, but it looked like it had been several days from the ink.

The middle-aged man standing at the door of the city hall was pale, obviously frightened by the growing crowd, his calves kept shaking, and he said in fear: "All in all, this is the result of this murder that happened at dusk today, you all disperse." ”

He said this hurriedly, then turned around and walked into the town hall.

The crowd didn't last long, they quickly dispersed, Locke stood in place, things were not so simple, although Lordaeron's last days Locke had not experienced, but from the books of later generations, this kingdom was not as peaceful as he imagined.

Examples include the restless elven kingdom, the rebellion of the Syndicate, and the outbreak of the Scourge of the Dead.

It became some of the calamities that were about to erupt in the body of this kingdom.

Locke walked directly to the bounty order, which was written in ink.

【Tarummere Autumn Bounty Order】

In the fall, a bandit group called the Syndicate emerged in the hills of Hillswalk, ruthless and terrorizing civilians and caravans to assert their political aims.

They claim to be the nobles of Alterac and want to reclaim their territory, but according to King Lordaeron, they are only minions of a handful of rebellious nobles of Alterac.

We hope to find a mercenary group that is both wise and brave and destroy the syndicate that has entrenched itself in the hills of Hillswalk Ryder.

For this, the mayor of Tarummere can contribute 500 gold coins.

………………

Locke tore the bounty straight away, ignored the whispers of the pedestrians around him, and walked back to the hotel with peace of mind.

【You get a quest】

Objective: Destroy the Syndicate of Alterac

Brief Description: The nobles who were once active in the Alterac Mountains have now become a cancer in the kingdom of Lordaeron, and they must be cut out.

Reward: 50,000 XP

This mission made Locke a little stunned, in all fairness, he came to Lordaeron to find his background, but it was a surprise to be able to receive a mission, and the experience was enough for him to level up.

As the sun set into the mountains, the moonlight softly sprinkled on the earth, and Locke had returned to the hotel, where the beautiful and coquettish proprietress was greeting the guests who came in, a caravan with guards, children, and women.

But it had nothing to do with Locke, he walked to the guest room of the hotel, which was very small and simple, but Locke did not care about this, he sat on the soft bed, opened the window, and stared quietly at the moon in the sky.

The pale blue moon brought many memories to Locke's mind.

It was a snowy mountain, and in a panic, a young woman was running on the snowy mountain in a panic with the child in her arms, and in the sky, three black dragons were chasing the young woman.

The child's cry caused the young woman to stop running, and she placed a double-headed eagle emblem on the child's chest and threw it under the snowy mountain.

Locke took out a double-headed eagle emblem from his chest, he got up from the bed with a cold snort, and quietly stared at the moon outside the window: "Black Dragon Legion." ”

"I'll find that answer."

………………

With a "clucking" rooster crow, Talenmir ushered in her early morning.

Locke also got up early, he sorted his clothes and walked downstairs, to his surprise, the proprietress also got up so early and was wiping the dishes.

"Even if you want to enter the snowy mountains, it's too early." The proprietress whispered in Locke's ears.

Locke smiled slightly, and he said slowly, "There are some things I have to do. ”

"For example, exterminate the Syndicate." The proprietress had a smile on her face, as if with a hint of mockery.

Locke knew what the proprietress was thinking, and if Locke said he was a time traveler, he would be ridiculed.

But this is true.

"Goodbye, hostess." Locke is not a procrastinator, and once he has made a decision, he will do his best to complete it. So he turned around and left the hotel.

When Locke stepped out of the hotel door.

The blonde girl stopped wiping the plate, the trademark smile on her face was gone, placed the plate in her hand on the table, and snorted, "The target has entered Alterac." ”

The girl's eyes gradually turned golden, a kind of gold without a hint of variegation.

This is exactly what a bronze dragon is.

Next to the girl, a small golden circle appeared from the air, emitting ripples, and out of it came a dragonman, who walked to the first words of the town: "History is returning, and before long, Riptide will still be weakened, and this nobleman will be assassinated in the snowy mountains, and Arthas will receive the sorrow of frost." ”