Chapter 3 Comfort

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Shattrath, who had survived a war of destruction, was far from as holy as it once was, and abandoned walls and shattered rubble still existed in the cities of the Draenei.

The reconstruction was still in full swing, and Rollin arrived just in time to encounter a convoy of freshwater beasts transporting the Holy Light Crystal.

"Nobordon, are your compatriots all better?" The Draenei, tainted with evil energy, are on the verge of collapse after the war. Their skin and bodies were contaminated, and in the midst of despair, Nobalton found the trust of the elemental spirits in the beautiful city of Nagrand.

In fact, Rollin had seen these Draenei who had suffered so much hardship and abandonment, they were the wandering Broken Ones who had been cared for by Iriel.

Nobaldon's divinity was no longer as tall as that of a pure Draenei, and he was hunched on his back and looked tired.

However, Nobaldon's expression was quite energetic, and like his vibrant eyes, Nobalton's whole body was full of strength.

"With the exception of children and women and children, most of the Broken have been able to return to Shattrath." Nuberton said with a smile.

Irel said guiltily, "I don't want to do this, Nobordon, and I'm helpless. ”

"After experiencing such a big war, the family was ruined, and the wife was separated, what are these small sacrifices? We may no longer be able to use the power of the Light and the Arcane, but our faith is here, and Shattrath is still our city. Nopotunda replied.

The piety of the faith made Nobordon and his people forget their sad past.

Irel watched Noubolton's convoy disappear into the city aisles of Shattrath, turned to look at Rollin, and said, "I can't bear to be here. ”

Rollin took Iriel's hand and said, "No one will decide your fate, Iryl. Let it go. ”

I don't know when I began to fall in love with this human magician, Iriel's eyes were slightly red, and she held Rollin's hand tightly: "My destiny is here, I don't want to leave." ”

"You're going to come and see me, aren't you?" Iriel's eyes were full of hope and looked tenderly at Rollin.

"It's not like you anymore, Iriel." Rollin said with a smile.

Irel lowered his head, and his delicate body leaned against Rollin's chest: "It's not like it for a long time, that is, you, you haven't noticed." ”

"I'll come back to pick you up, Shattrath is not your last home." The light of the teleportation circle at Rollin's feet lit up, and Rollin said as he looked at the city of Shattrath surrounded by holy light behind Iriel.

Irel rubbed her reddish eyes, and after sobbing softly, she said strongly, "Then it's decided, I'll wait." ”

It took three full days to travel from Nagrand to the Hellfire Peninsula. After Rollin teleported Aurelia and Sylvanas to Azeroth, he took an extra moment out to accompany Maghan's orcs through the barren and scorching land.

"The orc fortresses and camps here have been abandoned for a long time." Dranosh looked at the walls of Hellfire, the towering orc fortress lamentingly.

Garrosh followed behind Thrall and Dranosh, and after he saw the Hellfire Fortress, he was inexplicably excited: "When will our Orcs of Maghan become strong again and regain these fortresses and fortresses in our own hands." ”

Sal was surprised by Garrosh's words, he didn't dare to imagine that the orc youth in front of him, who had always been indecisive and not good at talking, could have such thoughts.

"In my opinion, Maghan's orcs are living comfortably in Nagrand, and they don't need to continue to expand to strengthen their clan." Sal suggested.

After listening to Sal's words, Garrosh nodded in agreement and continued, "Yes, there is no fighting, and we will not have sacrifices. Maghan's life now suits us well. ”

Draranosh replied openly, "Don't hit him, Sal, Garrosh rarely bursts out of the bloodiness of the Warsong Clan. ”

Hearing the harsh title of the Warsong Clan, Garrosh lowered his head in humiliation.

"Enough, Dranosh, the Warsong Clan is long gone." Garrosh retorted.

Warsong Clan, when Rollin heard the name of the clan, he thought of the orc legion that was still entrenched in Blackstone Mountain.

According to the restored Blizzard Guild's trade routes and the intelligence network of the Magical Secret Society, Rollin has learned of Blackstone Mountain, and is also entrenched in a powerful orc clan, the Warsong Clan.

The Warsong Clan, which was originally used as cannon fodder by Nao Zu to go to the Cursed Land and used as cannon fodder, still exists.

"It was the Warsong Clan that led the clan to drink the blood of demons and lead them to the path of destruction. This is not something that an orthodox orc can do, this is an insult to the orcs, a blasphemy of glory! Garrosh cried out in pain with his eyes closed.

Unable to comprehend the pain of this humiliating past, Rollin walked over and pressed Garrosh on his broad shoulders and said, "Garrosh, like Draranosh's father, Grom is still alive, and your father is still leading the Warsong Clan and hiding in the world of Azeroth. ”

For his father's hatred or being mixed with family affection, Garrosh said nervously: "Father? He, he's really alive? ”

Rollin replied, "Yes, your father is still alive." ”

"Sal, Grand Chief, is Father in the New Tribe, in Orgrimmar?" Garrosh said yearningly.

Although Thrall learned a lot about the history of the old tribal clans from Drektar, the Mocking Skull Clan, the Frostwolf Clan, the Blackstone Clan, the Warsong Clan, and so on. But by the end of the Second Orc War and the formation of the new tribe, the division of the clan had disappeared. The orcs now live in Orgrimmar, and the new life has made the orcs forget the differences in ideas and ideas that were once left between the various clans.

Thrall had heard of other clans, for example, Rogham was an orc of the Blackstone Clan, Sarufar was the Thunder King Clan, and Drektar and himself belonged to the Frostwolf Clan, but this Warsong Clan, he had only heard of it once.

Before coming to Draenor, a warrior named Lexa had also visited Orgrimmar.

Thrall wanted to keep the warrior who would help the Thunder Cliff Minotaur and the Kukaron Elite Guard against the Centaur Clan, but Lexa refused.

From Lexa's mouth, Thrall learned that ten years earlier, he had fought with the Warsong Clan against the Alliance's armies in the Eastern Continent.

Could it be that the leader of the Warsong Clan in Lexa's mouth is the father of Garrosh in front of him?

"I've only heard of it, but Archmage Rollin should know. He had fought with our old tribe and had fought the warrior Lexa head-on. Sal said.

To be honest, Thrall absolutely didn't believe that Lexa could compete with the Archmage he knew. How could such a powerful magic be resisted by the power of the flesh?

However, the truth is not what Sal thinks, and Lexa does not boast that he really fought Rollin. And the location is in the Cursed Lands.

"The age of the orcs was not so clearly divided, and the birth of a new tribe did not mean the end of the era of the old tribe. The orc armies of Blackstone Mountain still exist, and your father is on the burning plains of the Eastern Kingdoms. Rollin said.

"I'm going to Azeroth with Dranosh, I'm going to change my father and wash away the shame of the Warsong Clan." Garrosh said excitedly.

With a slight bow, Rollin agreed to Garrosh's request.

Luo Lin didn't want the black dragons of Blackstone Mountain to have enough power to influence the human kingdom and continue to occupy the Burning Plains. Dividing their forces was Rollin's plan in the future.

These plans are not carried out by Rollin, and Kenrito and the young mages of the Secret Society share these responsibilities.

After the discussion in front of her, Rollin asked Sal what the purpose of their trip was.

"Can the Hellfire Peninsula still introduce elemental power, if it is not changed, it will become a completely barren land." Sal said.

The reason why Rollin and Sal were thinking about these questions was because Grandmother Gaia Ann asked about it. The Hellfire Peninsula was originally called Tanaan Jungle and was an area occupied by the Blood Cave Clan.

Ever since Gul'dan was bewitched by the Burning Legion, the Burning Legion's evil power has been particularly strong here. Forests and swamps have been scorched by evil powers, and they have become red barrens. Forests and living things are dying.

The creatures of the Tanian jungle tried to resist the invasion of the orcs, but sheer strength could not resist the evil orcs, and under the conquest of the orc army, Tanaan became what he is now.

"The elemental forces have abandoned this place, and it is impossible for the Hellfire Peninsula to return to its former state. Ever since we stepped onto the Hellfire Peninsula, I haven't felt the elemental spirits echo anymore. Sal replied, shaking his head.

"It's easy to destroy a world, it's so hard to recover. When will the elemental spirits accept this place again, and the Hellfire Peninsula will have a chance to regain its former vitality. Sal continued.

As a mage, Rollin could do too little about the elements and the forces of nature.

"In that case, there's not much more we can do. Let's go, let's go back. ”

――Dividing Line――

Silvermoon City

"Fording and Uther have been reinstated, so it's a good thing, isn't it?" Rollin pushed the file to Romans said.

Romans took a deep breath: "It seems that the invasion of the Burning Legion has really scared Lordaeron, and Arthas has now begun to reconcile with us. ”

"It would be nice if that could be the case."

"It's a pity that he's still pursuing Lordaeron's policies and continues to isolate Kul Tiras and Stormwind." Romans wondered if Alsace was trying to win over the guilds in order to find an opportunity to win over the two countries in one fell swoop.

Rollin didn't care and said: "Benitadis was expelled by Lordaeron a week ago, which shows that Arthas knows very well that these people who stand by the forces of the Burning Legion and the Elder Gods are unreliable, and in addition, we have no right to intervene in the policies that Lordaeron is pursuing now." As long as they don't start war, we have nothing to say. ”

Romans looked stunned, and he answered, "What about what Alsace did before?" It's all over? Don't forget, Chief, he also supported Darkan in creating the Undead Army. ”

"We don't have the right to punish Alsace, and even if we do, we can't. Now that Lordaeron's taxes and army have begun to be reformed further, and the standard of living of the people of Lordaeron is improving, it stands to reason that we should have no excuse to trouble Lordaeron. "Rollin sees that Arthas is not an absolutely controversial king, but he is an absolutely good leader to Lordaeron.

Rollin didn't know Arthas as well as Tirio and Uther, and now that they had both been reinstated, it proved that Arthas's approach was justified in the eyes of these two paladins.

Tirio and Uther are absolute believers in Light and Justice, and the judgments they make are generally infallible.

"What about sanctions? What to think about the sanctions against Stormwind and Kurtilas. Romans continued.

"The struggle between different interest groups, look at the point, as long as you don't go too far, you can endure it." Rollin gave way.

Roman could also understand the Parliament Chief's approach, he collected the papers on his desk, and said with a wry smile: "You are preparing to retire, Parliament Chief." ”

Luo Lin got up slowly, he shrugged his shoulders, nodded and said, "With this plan, I'm actually not used to this kind of life. ”

"I understand that no one is a saint. I'm actually ready to retire. Truth be told, Rollin, I admire our two mentors, Naloras and Biroi. They can give their lives to Silvermoon City, I can't, I'm tired. Romans sighed and confided the bitterness in his heart to Rollin.

"There are also young people, now there are not as many positions as before, there are so many positions in the Magic Secret Society, and the magicians are growing up very quickly. Also, Romans, you can't retire yet, and you'll have to stand on my guard after I'm gone. Rollin grabbed Romans by the shoulders and pressed him to his seat.

Romans looked dazed, he gritted his teeth, pointed at Rollin and said: "I thought that I would have an easy position after doing intelligence gathering work for such a long time, but now it seems that I still haven't gotten rid of such a busy life." Rollin, I can't be the president of the council, either in terms of ability or strength. Roman refused.

The councillors who can meet in the main hall of the Magical Secret know what the title of Speaker means. It's not the pinnacle of power, it's a total chore.

Romans' face was full of sadness, he had a flash of inspiration, slapped the table and said, "If you really can't let Luo Ning take over?" Kael'thas can do it too! ”

"Ronin doesn't have to think about it, Kenrito's appointed leader. Kael'thas is the king of Quel'Salas, not even more so. Come to think of it, you're the one to choose, Romans. Luo Lin analyzed.

"What about Gianna? She can do this. Roman continued. (To be continued.) )

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