As in the game, the Mage District in Stormwind, the capital of the Stormwind Kingdom, occupies one-fifth of the city's area.

In this real world, Stormwind is a "big city" with 200,000 permanent residents, including nearly half a million floating population

A full fifth of the area in this kind of city is enough for the mages of Stormwind City to be worthy of the mages in Dalaran, the magical capital of the human kingdom, in terms of residential area and per capita mage tower ownership.

Of course, no matter how many houses there are, they can't represent strength, and compared to Dalaran's mages, the mages of Stormwind City can be regarded as five scum.

If it weren't for the good relationship between the astral mage Medivan and the Stormwind Kingdom in the past, it is very likely that the Stormwind Kingdom would not be able to have its own mage organization.

It can only be like the northern countries, and the power of the spells is firmly controlled by Dalaran.

A light representing the city's portal lit up in one of the mage towers, and the two official mages passed through the portal in a bit of a panic and returned to the starting point.

To be precise, only the official mage who was forcibly brought back by Greenhill was a little panicked, and the other mage in charge of opening the portal was dragged back by his companion before he knew what was happening.

Fortunately, with the end of the orc war, the city portal, which was originally only a spell for top mages, has gradually become popular.

"Astarte, what's wrong? What about our visitors from the other world? The arcane glow flashed in front of the two mages, and the high-ranking wizard Andomamu, dressed in purple robes and wearing a green agate headband, appeared in front of his assistant and asked.

"High Wizard, there is a great knight who uses the power of holy light to protect the visitor from the other world." Astarte first saluted his mentor, and then said in a very respectful tone.

"Grand Knight?" High Wizard Andomammu looked puzzled.

Compared with the mage, a profession that has existed in the human kingdom since the time of the kingdom of Alaso, the profession "Paladin", which was born in the hands of Archbishop Alonsos Fao in the orc war that has only passed more than ten years, can be said to be new.

However, this new class, which combines the combat ability of a warrior and the healing ability of a priest, has a power that other old classes have to look at as soon as it is born.

After all, this is a new profession born for the sake of war, and it was born for the sake of the war for the survival of the race.

In the great war that swept through the nations of mankind, heroes such as Tulayan, Uther, Tirio Fordin, Dasohan, and Gavin Rad created their own legends.

Since then, knights, especially the title "Grand Knight", have ceased to be the title of outstanding warriors, but to those high-ranking paladins.

"Is it true? Astarte. High Wizard Andomamu asked again to his apprentice, who had already graduated.

"Yes, the power possessed by that great knight has been felt in the body of Duke Shadong Breck." Astarte said with a bowed head.

"Duke Grayson?" A flickering arcane glow swirled through the pupils of High Wizard Andomamu, who knew who his apprentice was referring to.

The Grand Mentor of the Paladins of the Stormwind Kingdom, Duke Grayson Shadombrick, may not be as famous as the first generation of paladins such as Tulayan and Uther.

But as an active soldier during the Orc War, Duke Grayson's strength is beyond doubt.

Andomammu, a high-ranking wizard who is also the backbone of the Stormwind Kingdom, also does not have the confidence to defeat Duke Grayson in a fair battle in 1v1.

"Tell me more about what happened." High Wizard Andomamu said.

"Yes, High Wizard." Astarte bowed his head and spoke in an unchanging, respectful tone about what had just happened, including his own attitude and words.

As a full-fledged mage, Astarte knew that there was no point in playing tricks on his mentor as a high-ranking wizard.

Moreover, Astarte did not think that his arrogant actions would cause displeasure in his mentor.

The mage is the most special, and this was etched in Astarte on his first day as an apprentice.

As Astarte recounts to his mentor how he met the Guardian Knight of the Atlas.

In the old town of Stormwind, in a room that never sees the light of day.

Hanwick, the "elite" thief who escaped from Greenhill with the ability to anoint oil on the soles of his feet, has been tormented by a series of tortures, and has become much less breathless and much more out of breath.

Even so, in order to have only a glimmer of hope for survival, Hanwick, who was bound by chains, still struggled to say to the figure in front of him:

"Lord Shore, that's really all I know."

Standing in front of Hanwick and torturing Hanwick to the point of being unhuman, is Matthias Shore, the boss of MI7 in Stormwind City and the famous king of agents among the human nations.

Matthias Shore, who knew how powerful his methods were, automatically blocked in his mind, Hanwick confessed to the color of his underwear.

All he cared about was something that Hanwick revealed when he talked about the "visitor from another world".

"Ravenhold": Is this really something that an ordinary visitor from another world can know?

Or is it that this visitor from the other world is actually the same as the demon, and he has been spying on the existence of this world for a long time.

As the director of the Stormwind Kingdom's Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau...... Ahem, serial, MI7 boss, Matthias Shore knows a lot of hidden secrets.

For example, what happened to the initiator of the orc war, the last guardian.

As for why Shore noticed Mishan, a visitor from the other world, it can only be said that even high-level wizards may not be able to keep their secrets in the hands of Shore, an ace agent.

"Yes, Lord Shore, the Otherworldly Man said that word himself." Hanwick reaffirmed.

"Well......" Matthias Shore, whose entire face was hidden in the shadows, showed no emotion.

After a dead silence, Shore said, "It's time to ask questions, Lejik, give him a ride." ”

"No problem, head." Rejik, a goblin (goblin) assassin codenamed Razor, said in a high-pitched voice that was unique to his race.

"No, no, spare your life, Lord Shore." In the face of death, Hanwick does not look at all that he is a hired killer who kills people like a common thing.

"Hee-hee-hee, I'll let you know why I'm called Razor, betrayer." Goblin assassin, "Razor," Rejik said with a smile.

"No, don't." Hanwick, who had served in MI7 and then sold MI7 for a larger price, certainly knew why Rejik was called a bayonet.

In the fear of being on the verge of collapse, Hanwick suddenly remembered something and said aloud: "My lord, my lord, I remember, I remember that Riesenke once mentioned his master. ”

"Huh?" Shore's voice interrupted Rejik's "work": "The poison mage still has a master? ”

"Yes, yes, my lord, my subordinates are willing to find out who is behind that for you." Hanwick was grasping at the last straw.

However, Shadow did not give Hanwick any reply.

"Big ...... My lord? Hanwick's expression turned to horror, especially as Rejik raised his knife again while grinning "grin-hee".

"Ah......h It can only be said that the punishment house of MI7 has a very good sound insulation.

The screams reached the outside of the house, and a little was already the limit.

Matthias Shore, who was standing outside the Punishment Room, stared solemnly at Stormwind, which was gradually enveloped in night.