Behind this walker, other gnomes also came out of the portal. Unlike the Great Artisans, these gnomes came up on foot, though they were all wearing a variety of engineering props and equipment that they had apparently made themselves. They looked up at the Great Artisan, then at the Night Elves.

Tyrande greeted the other gnomes, then said to Gilbin, "We have prepared a meal and a drink...... A venue has been prepared for you to continue...... Work hard. ”

"Great! We've got some equipment to bring with us! Can we test it near the range where your Sentinels practice archery?" This Devondale has invented a new weapon that may be able to shoot fifty arrows in a minute...... If only it wouldn't shoot around every time. ”

Devondell, a red-haired dwarf, apparently much younger than most of the team, looked a little embarrassed.

"I've already arranged it, master craftsman. If you'd like to follow these sisters......"

Gilbin adjusted the joystick a few times and did as she was told. The walker followed the priestesses like a giant bird that couldn't fly. Gilbin's retinue, all of them carrying a huge tinkling package, desperately tried to keep up with him.

Tyrande looked at the gnomes and muttered, "Except for Stormwind, almost all of them are here." ”

"Yes. For the sake of others, we cannot afford to delay any longer. ”

The High Priestess looked anxious. "If it hadn't been for the Summit, Elune wouldn't have let me see that vision. Varian Uryon will be here soon. ”

"We can only—"

A terrible commotion suddenly came from the direction where the gnomes were going. Without hesitation, the two Night Elves rushed over to see what had happened.

They discover Gilbin and his attaché confronting Drukan and several Black Iron Dwarves. The dwarves were full of anger and held battle axes and swords in their hands. Gilbin pointed his walker's arm at the ambassador of the Black Iron Clan, but it was clear that the master craftsman was not trying to shake Drukan's hand.

Behind Gilbin, the other gnomes also pulled out all sorts of strange-looking but dangerous machines. Even Gilbin stealthily pulled out a weapon from his mount, which the Night Elves recognized as the Overlord Wrench, a reference to Arthurian legend's Excalibur - named in part because it resembled a wrench with a series of gears, pistons, runes, and levers, making it a powerful warhammer.

The other weapons were unrecognizable by the High Druid and the High Priestess. Some resemble flare-mouth muskets. Others don't see what they are at all. However, in the hands of gnomes, they are absolutely dangerous...... This is true even for users.

"I'm going to cut out your tongue and make a sandwich!" Drukan roared, apparently already shouting about several different threats. "That ghost machine you're sitting on is just right for a distillation kettle for making dwarven spirits!"

"My machine is still in the early stages of testing power components," Gilbin replied dryly. "It would be interesting to be able to detect the amount of force needed to tear you in two. ”

Drukan's retinue shouted. Two of them began to walk towards the gnomes. But Druchan angrily waved them back off.

"What does that mean?" Malfurion shouted, hoping to quickly divert the attention of both sides.

Seeing his arrival, the Black Iron Dwarf didn't seem much happier than he was to face the gnomes. Drukan swung his tomahawk at Gilbin with his eyes blazing. "This-this dwarf is trying to kill me with his tattered toy!"

"As I said, it was a complete accident!"

"Shut your foul mouth!" Drukan stepped forward towards the gnome. It seems that this battle between the two sides is inevitable.

But a dazzling silver glow lit up among them, and the dwarves and gnomes were dumbfounded. They all stepped back.

Tyrande lowered his hands, and the light vanished. She strode between Drukan and Gilbin and said calmly, "Now, I'm sure it was a misunderstanding. The master craftsman has admitted that his work still needs some adjustments, and perhaps he needs to think about this before stepping into the crowd. In the same way, Master Drukan may be worried about the safety of his surroundings, but he should know that he has been invited, and that means that he is assured of my husband's safety and that of me and my husband, just like other distinguished guests. In return, I also asked him to respect our assurances to the other guests. ”

"Yes...... Yes...... I think I should have been a little more careful before I set up the controller. Gilbin replied. He frowned. "Although I've come to doubt the practical value of these arm attachments......"

Drukan put away his weapon and snorted. "Even we are well aware of the justice of the High Priestesses and the Great Druids. It's not easy to come here. That's it. ”

Tyrande said to the gnome guide, "Sisters, I'm sure you're about to take the master craftsman Gilbin and his attaché to their lodgings?"

They understood her hint and, without waiting for any further hostility on either side, hurried away with the gnomes. At the same time, Drukan bent slightly towards the High Priestess and left with his men.

"It's already begun," said the Grand Druid. The illusion of harmony among the members of the alliance is gradually revealed. Even the Black Iron Dwarves should understand how harmless Gilbin is to humans and animals; And the gnomes shouldn't be on the alert all at once. Apparently they had tensed their nerves long before they came here. ”

"No one wants to show weakness, my love. Even in these extraordinary times, it makes sense. We already know what terrible events have taken place in some areas; The arrival of all of them is a sign that no matter what happens, the alliance remains united. ”

Malfurion shook his head. "But to what extent?"

She grabbed his arm and walked towards the temple. "As for that," replied the High Priestess soothingly. "We'll find out tomorrow. Before that. There's no need to worry too much. ”

Malfurion frowned but didn't say a word. He and Tyrande walked off the distance, only to look back at the portal one last time.

But the figure he had hoped to see didn't appear...... And the Great Druid wondered if he would actually show up. (To be continued.) )