If you don't go to the tavern once at Ironforge, you're in vain, and the dwarves' penchant for spirits makes the tavern have a bustle that can't be compared to anywhere else. A drunken warrior, an adventurer who talks loudly about his treasure hunt, a bard who can play and sing, and an intelligence dealer who betrays news...... All kinds of people are waiting for you to see in the tavern.

In the middle of it, Leo felt that this was actually a good place to relieve boredom.

A human man sat across from Leo, his face covered by long hair, shadows that made it impossible to see his face as real.

Seeing this person, Leo knew that the person he was waiting for had already arrived.

"Worthen, long time no see."

It is true that Leo has not seen Worthen since he went to Alaço. Although he and Watson hadn't spoken much before this, Waltson, as Pasonia's right-hand man, taught him the skills of killing and dealing with assassinations during the year when he was training Leo in Fursser, and of course, every time he let Leo experience it in actual combat.

Worthen's voice always has an eerie taste, which is a unique temperament of an assassin, when it comes to strength, he is indeed inferior to Pasonia, but when it comes to the number of kills, Pasonia is far inferior to him.

"What's the matter?"

Worthen's words were very simple, and Leo understood what he meant: Pasonia couldn't come, so he came, and Pasonia needed to meet with Leo in person, which must be a big deal, and you told me that I would convey it.

Can't you just say a few more words?

Leo pursed his lips, but fortunately he was used to Worthen's way of speaking, this guy was a dull gourd with few words.

"It's important, it's about King Varian."

After saying that, Leo looked at Watson's shocked expression with great satisfaction, and the assassin's eyes suddenly lit up, like two sharp blades out of the sheath.

"As we all know, King Varian disappeared while traveling to Theramore to sign an agreement with the Horde, and I have information here that shows that this was not an accident."

"Proof!"

Worthen was unmoved, in fact, MI7 had long been suspicious, and it was more difficult for Varian to have an accident than to create something artificial. Even in pre-Fallen Arthas, the apprentice of Uther, the lightbringer, was full of envy for Varian's prowess in martial arts. But MI7 people never found any useful clues, so the matter has not been named.

"Defia of Van Cleef, Pirenod, ruler of Alterac, and Countess Presto of Stormwind!"

Although Van Cleef has been subdued and the Defia thieves have been exterminated, there will still be traces of what they have done, not to mention that the Syndicate was also involved in the original incident, and obtained this big secret from the exiled nobles of the Pyrinord family, Leo, who indirectly controlled the power of the Syndicate through the singers.

This is a big secret that is enough to change the political situation of the Storm Storm Kingdom, changing the Storm Wind Kingdom, which is the most powerful of the Terran Race, will change the situation of the Terran Race, and once the Terran situation changes the pattern of the entire world, it will also change.

Little syndicates do great things!

Worthen's eyes were even sharper, and his hurried tone revealed the uneasiness in his heart at this time: "Is there anything you can prove?" ”

Leo spread his hands with a helpless expression: "I don't have conclusive evidence here, but as long as I find Varian himself, won't I?" ”

There is no evidence, Defia has been destroyed, and the Pirynord family, which has long been broken, can slowly clean up later, but Countess Presto is an existence that cannot be ignored. If King Varian's disappearance really has anything to do with her, with her current power in Stormwind, Stormwind Kingdom is in danger.

Worthen's body stiffened suddenly, and he sensed a problem with Leo's words.

"Do you know the whereabouts of His Majesty?"

King Varian is missing, and the large and small forces of the Stormwind Kingdom have searched the sky and failed to find him, does Leo have a clue?

"I heard that there was a colossum in the gladiatorial arena over there recently called Lagash. The human warriors of the Ghost Wolf are starting to make their mark, well, you know. ”

Leo was quite sure that the singer had asked the exiled nobleman of House Pirenod to confirm that this man looked exactly like Varian, and that alone was enough.

Worthen snorted and stood up.

Damn, did the Horde imprison His Majesty the King and treat him like a gladiator? This is really a great insult to the human race, and it must be investigated as soon as possible.

"Pasonia and I will verify this for ourselves."

Leaving a word, Worthen hurried away.

"It's rare to meet once but you left in such a hurry, you abused me so many times before and I still wanted to abuse me back, but you didn't give me a chance!"

Leo's face was full of regret, but he couldn't hide the smugness in his eyes.

It's called Lagash. He wasn't 100% sure if the ghost wolf's human warriors were Varian, maybe they just looked like the former king of the Stormwind Kingdom, but as long as he could get Pasonia out of Stormwind City, which was now the center of the storm, away from that dangerous place, Leo had already achieved his goal.

That circle of right and wrong in Stormwind is too dangerous, and you better not get involved in that group of politicians while they are in trouble, my dear sister Pasonia.

Pasonia and Worthen leave Stormwind and infiltrate the Horde's territory to find the suspected Varian Lagash, without whom they preside over MI7 alone. Jandon will definitely not be able to cope with it, so the royalists will definitely be defeated by the Onexia family who incarnates the Countess of Presto, in order to prevent the imbalance of power in the kingdom, the Holy Light Cathedral can't do its best, and then how can they care about the Torrent Castle to set up a summoner army dominated by warlocks?

Gently shaking the bitter ale in the cup, an intriguing smile appeared on Leo's face, and he muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "Gentle Township is a hero's mound, Grand Duke of Berval, I wish you to wield your sword and cut the silk of love soon." Cheers to the Union! ”

Yes, for the Alliance, not just Stormwind.

Bang!

Leo was sipping his wine and thinking about how to deal with Tomorrow's trip to Nomorigan, when two heavy axes slammed down on the table, and a red-bearded dwarf in heavy armor sat down opposite Leo, and to Leo's surprise, this dwarf was actually wearing a pair of engineering goggles.

"Hey, boy, what are you looking at? Haven't seen me catch the thief Nion. Thunder wine? ”

When the red-bearded dwarf saw Leo staring at him, he slapped the table and jumped onto the wooden bench, and the menacing appearance of the unknown people thought that Leo had provoked him.

Thief catcher?

It seems that his engineering goggles are anti-submarine, and it is really difficult for the stalker to encounter this guy. This one is called Nien. The dwarf of Thunder Wine is supposed to be the captain of the security brigade of Ironforge Castle, wait, the captain of the security brigade can be so imposing? I think it's still the captain of the urban management brigade who is reliable.

Leo didn't want to pay attention to him, and he could tell from the smell of wine from the opposite side that the dwarf shriveled three in front of him were mostly drunk. But a lot of times it's not like you don't want to get into trouble and you can avoid it.

"Boy, why don't you speak? Do you look down on me Nien or are you weak-hearted? Nien looked at Leo with a look of great energy, "The guy sitting here just now, I know at a glance that he's not a good thing, and looking at the sneaky look of you two, you're not a good person either." ”

Poor Watson was shot like this.

Leo shrugged his shoulders a little amusedly: "You're right, I'm not a good person, and that guy just now is really not a good thing." But I'm leaving Ironforge tomorrow, so you don't have to come out of the way to warn you, this is dwarven territory, and I don't want to add unnecessary trouble to my journey. ”

At first, Leo didn't see it, but when Neon mentioned Worthen, Leo immediately understood. This Nien, who is in charge of the security of Ironforge. Lei Jiu is clearly warning him, we will always keep an eye on the strangers in Ironforge Castle, and your actions cannot be concealed from us, so don't make trouble here.

After all, the dwarves are the serpents of the land, and Leo doesn't want to have a pointless conflict with them, so he makes it clear that he is just a passerby.

In fact, this can't be said that Nien is eventful, Leo and Worthen, two epic level masters, are quietly in contact in a tavern with a complex flow of people, and whoever stands in Nien's position will make a move. Don't think that this is Ironforge Castle, and no one dares to make trouble because there are so many dwarven masters, there is no shortage of daring guys in this world.

Taking a deep look at Leo, Nien took back his heavy axe and staggered away, since Leo showed his attitude, Nien naturally won't say anything more, but the precautions he should have will still not decrease.

Leo only glanced at Nion's departure, and shook his glass intently, as if the bitter ale in the glass was hiding a great secret.

The dwarves have a strong control over Ironforge, and Worthen and I just met before someone came to the door, so the fact that I went to the artisan district to find Mecatok definitely fell into the eyes of the dwarves, but Magni didn't say anything about it, what did he have in mind? Do you just don't care, or do you have something else in mind?

Who said dwarves are simple-minded?

To be able to manage the dwarves into one of the strongest races in the world, can Magni's mind be simple?

Leo didn't believe it.

What is the dwarven king up to?

The bitter ale wine in the cup refracts all kinds of light or dark under the constant shaking, just like this world composed of various forces, all kinds of involvement, all kinds of grievances, all kinds of plans, complicated and complex, people are dizzying to see but feel interesting and wonderful, reluctant to look away.

"If you are simple, the world will be simple." Leo poured all the bitter ale wine in the cup in one gulp, pursed his lips and said, "Bullshit. ”

The world is complex, and without great wisdom, it is impossible to figure out even the slightest clue from it.

The so-called truth, in Leo's opinion, is nothing more than a clever man's pretending words to 10,000 ordinary people, and this smart man may not be able to point out where he is a liar.

(To be continued)