Built on the southern hills of the Tirisfal Glade, the palace is a vast and splendid building, and everyone who enters and exits here is either rich or noble, and the guards dressed in bright armor or magic robes are all over the palace, and the guards are more strict than usual.

A pitch-black crow flew straight towards the largest council chamber in the center of the palace, and the mages and rangers stationed in this direction spotted the bird at the first time, and without hesitation, the mage began to chant spells, while the ranger twisted his bow and arrows and pointed at the rapidly approaching birds.

A day earlier, these guards loyal to the royal family of Lordaeron had been instructed to remain vigilant during the Conveneration of the Alliance, so that even ants and birds would not pass by. In fact, these meticulous guards who fulfilled the imperial order did exactly that, and in this direction, between 100 and 20 meters from the palace, there were more than twenty birds lying scattered on the ground, which had been shot by magic and arrows.

Not only that, but in the event of a possible surprise attack, the mage will immediately release a magic signal, and the royal legions assembled outside the city will immediately enter the royal capital and strangle any threat that may endanger the king. The reason why the two of them didn't release the magic signal now was also because they had hunted birds many times before.

Whoa!

Sharp arrows and a fist-sized ball of substantial flame rushed towards the crow from both sides, but in the blink of an eye it flew in front of it, and just as the bird was about to become another pierced roast on the ground, the crow's eyes blinked humanely, and a sharp gaze looked down.

Suddenly, the feathered arrows of the True Silver Arrows and the flaming fireballs suddenly disappeared, as if they had never been there. The Ranger and the Mage were stunned for a moment, each reacting differently. The Ranger kicked his feet back in an attempt to pull away, and a magnifying glow appeared on the mage's hand again, a sign that a magic signal was about to be sent.

At this time, the crow's eyes also focused on the two guards, and they both stopped their movements and froze in place. When the crow's speed did not slow down and no one flew over the sentry and into the palace, the two immediately regained consciousness. The strange thing is that both of them seem to have lost the memory of just now, and after looking around for a while, the two continue to stick to their posts meticulously.

At this time, in the palace, the discussion in the parliament has entered a white heat.

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"Agreed, it seems that the orcs are slowly starting to get active. ”

"It's ridiculous! My country will not stand idly by while the orcs gather at the gate of our homeland!"

"Dirty orcs are not something we need to think about now, how many times do I have to repeat it before you understand?" A robe and iron hat said in an angry voice on the balcony where the envoys of the five alliance member states were standing on the four walls of the royal court, "Your Majesty Terenus, you should heed my warning!"

Trying to express his impatience, he forgot to use honorific titles for the most noble leader of the Alliance.

"Plague? Are you mages crazy?"

"Watch your words, and be polite to His Majesty Terenus!"

"Nonsense!"

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Several other ambassadors expressed their displeasure at his rude behavior, and would not believe in the so-called plague. The wizard thought for a moment and tried to save the country in another way: "Let's look at this from another angle, even if this plague does not pose any threat to us"

"Then what do you think we should do?" interrupted the mage with a dark-faced face and an ambassador in his armor, about thirty years old.

"It's simple, as I said, Kenrito is ready to be used as a quarantine area to house the poor villagers!" glared at the other in displeasure, and the mage still told everyone present of the decision of his kingdom.

Terenus II was over 70 years old in physiognomy, and while the surrounding representatives were in a-for-tat confrontation, he was attracted by a crow that flew into the palace, and this raven was not afraid to fold its wings like a human being, and finally stopped less than two meters in front of the old king.

Although he seemed to be completely oblivious to the delegates' conversations, the benevolent king paid attention to what they were saying, and upon hearing the words of the representative of the "Kenrito", Terenus II waved his hand and refused in a calm and majestic tone:

"Mr. Ambassador, I will not build any quarantine zone without any evidence, although the people of Lordaeron are not prisoners, they have suffered enough in their own land"

Before the impassioned account could be finished, King Terenus opened his mouth in surprise. I saw that the black crow in front of the throne suddenly bloomed with a dazzling light, and the feathers on its body grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and streams of green gas gushed outward from the crow's body, and finally became a mass of air that was nearly two meters high and half a meter in diameter.

The people in the palace froze, and from the body of this little crow, they felt an incomparable surge of power, such a power was so terrifying, they had no doubt that if the contents of the air mass were willing, they could kill one of them without difficulty.

When the smoke cleared, a middle-aged man with a gray cloak covering his face and a magic wand in his right hand appeared in front of everyone, and as soon as his figure was revealed, the man said unceremoniously: "In fact, those people of yours have really become prisoners, my majesty. ”

"What do you mean by that?" said the old king, after a brief moment of astonishment, "who are you?"

"Humanity is in danger! The tide of darkness has once again descended on this world, and everything is on the brink of war!" the man said to the old king's questions, and only said to the delegates present.

"That's enough, guards, get this madman out for me!" came to his senses as Ambassador Kenrito ordered, and two royal guards stepped forward to grab the mysterious man's shoulders and try to pull him away.

"Listen to me!" the man exclaimed, struggling aloud, "The only hope is for your people to travel far away to the long-forgotten land of Kalimdor." ”

"Go to the West? Are you crazy?!"

"This impudent fellow!"

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"Don't say it!" the old king stopped the angry scolding of the ambassadors, turned to the mysterious man and said seriously: "I don't know who you are, and I don't know what you believe, but now is not the time to walk around some prophecy! Our land is plagued by war, and it is up to us to decide how to protect those people, not you! Get out of here!"

"I lost my humanity, but I won't be like that again. The mysterious man stopped struggling and lowered his head as if recalling the past, and his voice became deeper and deeper: "If you can't handle this, then I'll naturally go find someone else." ”

Leaning over and making a noble salute to King Terenus, the mysterious man slowly took a few steps back, turned around and walked out of the palace without looking back, neither the ambassador nor the king heard, the mysterious man's whisper: "I have warned you, now your fate can only be in your own hands!"