Merry Dance (Shadow Dancer): "My lord, this is information about some of the latest monster settlements we have explored, this mountain peak is home to the activities of the Frost Giant Tribe, and this ice rift valley is infested with a large number of giant ice worms, which are very dangerous to sneak up on passing creatures.

There is a level 6 mine here, and there are also a large number of rare ore resources distributed nearby, and we have found some cobalt ore occurrences.

Oh yes, there's also a terrifying ice worm boss here that ate a few of our brothers, but we didn't dare to get on it. ”

Aidan (Lord of Winterfell): "You've done a great job, brave adventurer, this information can greatly increase our control over the surrounding area, this is your reward, please take it." ”

Seeing off the leader of the Adventurer's Guild, Murphy went to the sand table in the lord's hall to check, and as more map information was obtained, the content on the sand table became more and more detailed.

This was the second day of his establishment of Winterfell, and in just over a day, the adventurers had collected a lot of map information for him, and with the adventurers' fearless reconnaissance and exploration, the main monster spawn areas around Winterfell were marked.

The general terrain of the surroundings is gradually becoming clearer, with the port to the south, a large coniferous woodland known as the Dead Forest to the north, open fields to the northeast, and frosty mountains to the northwest......

However, what puzzled Mo Fei was that the undead who appeared two days ago suddenly disappeared as if they suddenly appeared, leaving no trace at all, and there were no gathering places or dungeons of undead monsters found within a radius of dozens of kilometers around.

What also made Murphy speechless was that [Summoning Brothers] didn't have a good job, 24 hours had already passed, but Varian never meant to appear.

Could it be that Varian is so far away? Even summoning brothers doesn't work?

At the beginning, he had reminded the other party that if he wanted to find the death artifact, it was best to find it from the Dragon Bone Wilderness.

Another thing that bothered Murphy was that the quest to find the White Dragon's Lair was also unsuccessful, and the Frost Mountains were a high-risk area with a very high adventure level.

The Adventure Level is as high as 50-75, and the deeper you go, the higher the Adventure Level.

In other words, it takes level 50-75 adventurers to move around the map with relative ease.

You must know that now adventurers above level 50 can be called high-level play, adventurers above level 60 are rare, and adventurers above level 70 only exist in legends.

As a result, the adventurers who ventured into the area suffered heavy casualties, but fortunately, they could be resurrected directly in Winterfell, and by relying on the reconnaissance of the running corpses, some information was also discovered, but it was not related to the primeval white dragon.

Forget it, it's only been two days, so let's wait slowly.

Murphy comforted himself with the thought that the boss was there anyway and couldn't run.

Murphy simply decided not to think about it, and instead decided to go to the tavern for a drink, and then he hadn't been around the city much since the town had been established for so long.

Anyway, it's also a lord, so do you want to inspect the territory?

Out of the town hall, Murphy walked in the direction of the tavern.

Along the way, in the cold, desolate and frozen streets, adventurers walked in groups, in and out of taverns, tinkering with equipment in blacksmith shops, and smelting ore that had just been dug out of the mines.

There are also bundles of fur thrown into the store to sell, there are a large number of high-level beast monsters near Winterfell, and many adventurers who have learned the profession of skinning have begun to form teams to brush their furs to make money.

Of course, it is not uncommon to complain that prices are too high - the price is the cost price of goods/services + tax rate, and Murphy has set a 100% tax rate, which means that the price here is generally about 30%-40% higher than in other regions.

"Damn, this tax rate is too high, a roasted pork chop costs 5 silver coins, and a piece of armor costs 15 silver coins, grab money."

"That's it, Lao Tzu worked hard to brush the animal skin all morning, and only earned more than 20 gold, and it cost five or six gold just to eat and repair......"

Hmph, a group of guys who don't know what to do, can enjoy this kind of service in Northrend, which is in the ice and snow, so let's have fun.

Earn 20 gold in a morning, 40 gold a day, and it's almost 400 in bonds, more than 10,000 a month, which is definitely a high income for the brick moving party.

Murphy complained to himself and walked into the tavern.

The tavern is packed with adventurers, and the colder the region, the better the drink, and the game is no exception.

Murphy walked over to the bar and raised his hand to stop the tavernkeeper who was about to salute, "Bring me a dwarven spirit." ”

Drop two silver coins casually, in this extremely cold weather, it is suitable for this strong drink, which can not only stimulate vitality, but also provide a buff to resist the cold, although the Alterac barbarian is frost-resistant, but after freezing for a long time, you will still feel a bit of a biting chill.

Soon a glass of dwarven liquor was delivered to Murphy.

Mo Fei didn't talk nonsense, and Dun Dun Dun did it directly.

Because he has a physique of up to 80, he will not blush his face even after a pot of spirits.

I have to say, it's quite enjoyable.

"Your taste is still so unique, Brother Aidan." A voice suddenly came from a corner not far away, not loud, but hidden and clearly transmitted to Murphy's ears.

Murphy's hand holding the glass froze suddenly, and when he turned around, he saw a man in a cloak, looking at him with a smile.

Above the man's head was the 'Mysterious Traveler'.

However, the voice immediately evoked Murphy's memory.

"Second brother! Varian? ”

This shout immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the tavern, and in an instant almost all eyes were on it. ”

"Wocao, it's Varian!"

"It's really fake, it's not shown?"

"I found it, I found it! The 10,000 gold coins are mine. ”

Mo Fei was speechless for a moment, ", Lao Tzu found it himself, this guy didn't find it under your noses, you deserve not to get the task reward, come on, second brother, let's go to the lord's hall to talk." ”

Five minutes later, the two sat in the lord's hall, one holding a glass of dwarven spirits, staring at each other speechless.

Murphy silently observed Varian, Varian had changed, changed a lot, his black hair had turned gray, his body exuded a cold aura, and on the armor under the cloak, some skeletal decorations could be faintly seen.

Those eyes also turned into a faint blue, as if they no longer had the temperature of a living person.

Yes, you don't need to ask, most of them have already found Frost Sorrow, Murphy glanced at Varian's waist and behind him, but he didn't find Frost Sorrow, but why hasn't this girl been blackened? It turned out to be a neutral unit, and Arthas was immediately controlled by the Lich King after pulling out the Frost Sorrow.

Aidan (Lord of Winterfell): "How are you doing during this time?" ”

Varian (Prince of the Storm): "I've done many unimaginable adventures for mortals, stepping through canyons of death and destruction, witnessing incredible horrors, the sacrifice of my companions, the withering of warriors, many deaths, but I've also gained a little bit from this adventure. ”

Varian was low-key, but Murphy could not have imagined how thrilling it could be.

"What about Kel'thugad? And those princes of Lordaeron? ”

"They've got their business to do, or tell me about you — why are you here?"

"Of course, it's to find you, we have defeated the orcs, recovered Stormwind City, and the Stormwind Kingdom has also been restored, and now everything is in ruins, the Grand Duke of Lothar entrusted me to take you back, the Stormwind Kingdom needs a king."

Hearing this, Varian's eyes were unwavering, neither excited nor happy, nor sorry or uneasy.

"I'm not going back." He said.

Murphy nodded noncommittally, "Oh, why? ”

When Arthas pulled out the Frost Sorrow, he was immediately controlled by the Lich King, returned to Lordaeron and killed his son, staging a great drama of father's love and filial piety, which also led to the disaster and the destruction of Lordaeron.

Murphy originally thought that Varian would follow the gourd and go to Stormwind to recreate a wave of plots.

However, it seems that Varian is different from Arthas after all, his will seems to be stronger, his mind is more mature, and he does not fall into darkness so easily.

"I'm already in the dark, and the people of Stormwind don't need such a king corrupted by the darkness." Varian's voice was calm, but Murphy heard a sigh from inside.

I didn't expect Varian's will to be so strong that he was not controlled?

"What's more, I can't go back now." As he spoke, Varian's eyes suddenly became determined.

"I had the expectations of all people, the people of the Stormwind Kingdom, my father, and the adventurers who followed me, they all pinned their hopes on me, and they called me the King of Wa, expecting me to lead them to defeat the orcs.

I was really naïve to think that I could turn the tide and save the world.

But I ended up letting them down because I overestimated my strength, this mistake cost me everything, and I will never make such a mistake again.

Strength, only strength, can prevent the tragedy from happening, although I have gained a little strength, but it is not enough, if the orcs invade again, or some other terrible place befalls my kingdom, maybe I will fail you again.

So I'm going to get stronger, and only when I'm strong enough to protect my people will I go back where I need to be. ”

Mo Fei listened, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional, this is a strong party thinking.

However, he can also understand that sometimes the sense of responsibility is too strong and the pressure is too great, and this kind of striving for perfection will occur.

Varian continued, "So you better leave, leave this ominous land, and don't stay here for me anymore. ”

Mo Fei smiled, "Hehe, I agree with what you just said, only a strong force can protect yourself and the people around you in this dangerous world."

In fact, I'm not here just to find you, bringing you back is just one of the purposes, and my other purpose is also to find power. ”

Varian seemed a little curious, "Oh? What kind of power is that? ”

"Do you know the white dragon that lives on the Frost Mountains?"

"Are you talking about 'Freezing Flame' Bollelius?"

"Ha, so you've heard of it, that's right, it's it, I'm here for it this time, I'm going to kill Polelius and take its power for myself, but I haven't found its lair yet, so I'm probably going to need to stay here for a while."

Varian nodded, "Well, I know where its lair is, and I can take you to find it, but do you have enough strength to fight the White Dragon King?" ”

Mo Fei smiled slightly: "To tell you the truth, during the time you left, I also experienced some adventures and gained some strength." ”

Seeing that Murphy was so confident, Varian nodded.

"Okay, then it's decided, I'll take you to find the white dragon, but according to the adventurer's spoils distribution law, I think I'm also qualified to distribute it."

"Of course, what do you want?"

"Well...... I'll tell you when I'm done slaying the dragon. ”

The two were talking.

The door to the hall suddenly opened, and Van Cleef burst in.

"Prince Aidan, I heard you've found His Highness Varian—ah, His Highness Varian!"

Seeing Varian, who exuded an icy chill all over his body, Van Cleef was visibly overwhelmed.

Varian was pleased.

"Van Cleef? I remember you, so you are already a baron. ”

Van Cleef bowed, "Yes, Your Majesty." ”

Varian waved his hand, "No, don't call me king, I'm not qualified to inherit this responsibility, I've already explained it to Prince Aidan, and I'm not going back to Stormwind for the time being." ”

Van Cleef was immediately anxious, "Your Highness Varian, please go back, although the orcs have been defeated, they will come back sooner or later, and by that time we need a true king to lead us, most of your brothers have died in battle, and the only two who remain are fighting for power for the king's power."

Lord Lothar thinks that only you can lead the people of the Stormwind Kingdom, and even if you don't do that, you should go back for the sake of King Lane's dignity. ”

"What's wrong with my father?"

"His Majesty King Lane's body was taken away by the orcs."

What! Varian finally showed a look of excitement, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and the chill on his body became deeper and deeper, and even the lord's hall became cold.

He closed his eyes, a look of pain on his face.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again.

"No, it's not time yet, I can't go back yet, it's almost time, I'm almost done with my quest, go back and tell Uncle Lothar that when the orcs invade again, I will definitely return to Stormwind, and those despicable orcs who dare to desecrate the corpse of my father will pay a tenfold and hundredfold price for their rudeness!"

Seeing this, Van Cleef could only nod helplessly.

(End of chapter)