Durontar.

In a cave, the Colosseum is the domain of the orcs and a wealthy group of Azeroth, as fierce duels are fought every day in the colosseum.

Originally, the gladiator champions here were three people from the tribe, but since Rhaegar Earthwrath saved an amnesiac human, the champion has never changed again.

The human, known as Lagash, is an invincible team with his teammates, the Blood Elf Thief Valera Sangunar, and the Night Elf Druid Broll Bearskin.

"Ghost Wolf!"

"Have you ever thought about getting out of here?"

In their resting place, Valella, the Blood Elf Thief, glanced at her teammates, a berserk warrior that terrified everyone, of course... Neither himself nor Brower are good at it.

"Leave?"

"I... Where can I go?" Ragash sighed and glanced at the weapons in his hands, these two twin swords were obtained from the hands of an orc swordmaster who had been defeated by himself, although there was no special effect, but the long-term companionship of it gradually gained a force - tacit understanding!

"I have amnesia... I can't remember who I am, and I don't know where I'm going. Lagersh's words of disappointment made both teammates sad.

At this moment, Brower said, "Maybe you are a great warrior, and as you can see from your skills, you must have been professionally trained and have a very famous mentor!"

"Uh..."

"If that's the case, it should be a high-ranking nobleman of the human race, and it's not an ordinary noble!" Valera nodded, asking with a slight jokingness, "Lagash, will you be the king of a human kingdom?"

King?

Ragash was stunned, wondering why his brain began to ache after hearing the word 'king', as if he had a memory that wanted to break through, but was blocked again.

"Anduin..."

Lagash silently uttered a name that felt strange to him, but familiar to him.

"Huh?"

"Anduin?" Valera looked at Lagash curiously, "who is this man? Do we have a man named Anduin here?" Brower, do you know someone named Anduin?"

Broll shook his head, "I don't know!"

When Ragash pronounced the name, his expression became more and more serious, it seemed to be very important to him, he should be a very important person in his life... But first you have to recover your memory!

"Broll, Valera, have you ever thought about leaving here one day?" Ragash looked at his teammates here, the three of them were friends of life and death, struggling together on the brink of death, and their feelings were unmatched.

Leave?

Browl and Valella never seemed to think about it, their fate was tragic, and Valella was much more tragic than Broll.

Valera's entire family died at the hands of the bandits, and she was the only one who narrowly escaped death. But she had nowhere else to go by then—the Scourge Legion's assault on the elven city of Quel'Thalas had taken a heavy toll on her people.

But the young High Elf remained a survivalist until she was kidnapped by thieves and sold to Rhaegar Earth's Fury.

Leaving is too strange for the two of them, the defense here is very strong, and there are basically no dead ends, leaving here is even more difficult than winning the championship in the arena.

"I want to get out of here one day, but I don't know where to go, my family is all dead!" Valella said nonchalantly, taking a look at her own face with the blade of her dagger.

"What about you, Brohl?" asked Lagash.

"Me?"

"If you can get out of here... I was going to return to the territory of my former Night Elves, but... I've violated the Night Elves' idea of peace, and I should never go back. Broll said helplessly, "Or go on an adventure with you!"

Venture?!

Valera was slightly stunned, "Then let's go on an adventure... Maybe Ragash you can still find your own memories!"

"That's what I'm going to do!" Lagash nodded, his eyes seemed filled with a certain kind of light, "How about tonight?

Tonight?

Broll and Varela glanced at each other, seeing the blood in each other's eyes, and Varela, who was the companion of the shadows, said, "Well! whoever dares to stand in our way will only let them die!"

...

Stormwind.

Hearthstone Hall.

The little king Anduin is in a Hearthstone duel with others on the battle platform, and during this time, Anduin has stabilized in the top ten on the ladder, and now he is a master of the masters!

"Next!"

Having easily defeated a player who ranked thousands on the ladder, Anduin shouted helplessly, "Is there anyone else who is going to challenge me?"

Hearing Anduin's words, everyone was furious, but... However, the gap in strength is too big, and he is a top ten player!

After waiting for a long time, Anduin still didn't wait for a player to challenge him, and he left the Hearthstone Hall with no interest, preparing to return to the fortress area of Stormwind.

Walking down the road in Stormwind, Anduin realizes that he has been preoccupied for some time, since he had just finished a duel with a player.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Why do I always feel a little wrong?!" Anduin took out a wand, although it was a very ordinary wand, it really meant a lot to himself.

This is a relic of his own mother... And it was given to him by his father.

Don't...

Is my father coming back?

Anduin thought of an idea that surprised him, but soon this rather bold idea was directly cut off by himself.

As soon as he entered the fortress area, a royal guard stopped Anduin, "Your Royal Highness, the Lord Regent is looking for you!"

Grand Duke of Berval?

Anduin was stunned, and instantly smelled some kind of bad news, maybe when he saw Grand Duke Polva later, he would definitely be severely criticized.

Long.

Anduin came to Bowval's room, saw that he was dealing with some official business in Stormwind, and hurriedly asked, "Grand Duke of Bowval, are you looking for me?"

"Hmm!"

Boval nodded, looking at him with sharp eyes, "I've noticed that you've been going to Hearthstone Hall more and more lately, you need to be temperate!"

"Temperance?"

"It's... Okay!" Anduin could only choose to be aggrieved for the time being, anyway, according to his own feelings, Grand Duke Berval would not pay much attention to Hearthstone, at most he would supervise himself not to play.

"I'll find Fenpida and ask him to develop a mechanic specifically for you to keep you from getting too caught up in Hearthstone: Heroes of Azeroth!"

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