"I've been investigating the situation at the Dark Gate for the past few days. In the command hall, Khadgar reported to Tulayan with a heavy face, "To be honest, there is no room for optimism. ”

Stopping the government affairs in hand, Tulayan raised his head: "What do you say?"

The portal was successfully closed, but the overflowing magical energy did not stop. Khadgar's face became more and more gloomy, "Magical energy does not come out of thin air, that is, these magical powers are transmitted from the other side of the door. ”

"You mean, the dark door is closed, but there is a gap?" Although Tulayan did not understand magic, he was proficient in holy light, and it was easy to understand the meaning of the other party's words.

Sure enough, Khadgar nodded: "What I'm most worried about now is the orcs on the other side of the door, if some kind of powerful force is used to widen the gap, then ......"

"The Dark Gate will be reopened. Just as Khadgar was in the middle of his speech, a sinister voice suddenly entered the hall.

Turning his head, the smiling gray-haired elf was slowly walking over.

"Lanlos, it's great to see you're okay. Seeing this, Tulayan showed a heartfelt surprise and hurriedly greeted him. He didn't see it, Khadgar behind him bowed his head slightly, and the old but still sharp gaze kept scanning the black-robed wizard.

"I'm tired of the commander's concern, I'm fine. Holding the other man's outstretched right hand, Lanlos responded humbly, smiling inexplicably at the stern-looking Khadgar through the ends of Tulayan's golden hair.

You must know that the latter is a 'Hong Kong reporter' who can even dig up the privacy of the archmages of Dalaran, and Lan Luos's reaction naturally did not escape his keen eyes. At this moment, the doubts in the mage's heart deepened.

"You're welcome. Tulayan didn't notice the secret exchange between the two, "You came at the right time, Khadgar is worried about the legacy of the Dark Gate, and your knowledge of this thing will definitely bring us a lot of help." ”

Hearing this, Khadgar's eyes froze, and he opened his mouth to say something, but Lanlos just took the first step and shook his head and declined: "You think of me too much, but in the professional field, I believe that Khadgar is more insightful and efficient than me." Besides, it is easy to open a dimensional rift, but to stabilize and ensure the passage of mortals, it requires not only unimaginably large power, but also profound knowledge far beyond what we know at this stage. ”

"There's no need to worry about it. Besides, Dalaran has a lot of trouble waiting for me. Lanlos sighed helplessly, "It's a pity, but I'm here to say goodbye." ”

"Farewell?" Tulayan froze.

Lanlos nodded: "There is no feast in the world, and the threat of orcs has been lifted for the time being, but our world has not settled down. ”

"Demons don't give up, the follow-up work of the secret festival must be carried out in a timely manner, and there are all kinds of miscellaneous trivial matters......"

Secret puja?

Khadgar's brow furrowed. The leader of the mysterious spellcaster organization that has recently sprung up in Dalaran is really him? As an anti-demon neutral force, the leader is actually a wizard who uses demonic powers?

At this moment, two big words came to Khadgar's mind.

Strange.

"In that case, then I won't keep it. On the other hand, Tulayan did not continue to press.

"Mountains and rivers meet, if you need it in the future, you can come to Laran at any time to find me. Ranros didn't drag his feet, and after saying goodbye, he turned and left.

Seeing this, Khadgar stepped forward: "I will also go down first, and I will tell you the latest situation as soon as possible." ”

"Uh......" Before Tulayant could say anything, the mage had already stepped out and hurried out.

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Creak!

The dimly lit room was greeted with a dim light from the doorway.

Squeezing in through the half-covered door, Khadgar looked around the back, carefully closing it after making sure no one was following.

"What's the matter?" In the dark corner, a shadow suddenly shook slightly.

"There's something I need your help with. Leaning against the doorway, Khadgar gathered his magic to take a closer look at his surroundings and nodded apologetically toward the shadow.

"It's okay, I'll hide it. As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow came to Khadgar.

The slightly withered long hair is simply tied back of the head, which looks very capable and energetic. Although the light is dim, you can still see the contours of the face that interweave softness and fortitude at the same time. The only thing that made people gasp was that two thin fangs poked out of her lower lip, and her skin was green.

"Dalaran is different from the Watchgate, you need to beware of wizards who are idle and throw detection spells. Khadgar nodded, he still trusted the orc assassin named Garona.

Although, she is the murderer of King Lane!

As a half-orc, Garona, who assassinated the king of an enemy country, was not treated with the courtesy of the tribe. On the contrary, because of Gul'dan's loss of power, Orgrim placed him in the custody of the Sword Master Itreig.

Facing the orc Sword Saint, who was far above her in both strength and reconnaissance ability, Garona had no possibility of escaping at all.

However, Itreg is an orc with a lot of ideas. Garona told him of Gul'dan and the demons' plan to use the Horde to weaken Azeroth, but Itreg didn't believe it at first. But as the war progressed, he was horrified to find that the war had not given the tribe the chance to survive as they had initially thought.

On the contrary, both the Alliance and the Horde are mired in war. They got nothing but suffering and sacrifice.

While Itreg lost faith in the war, Garona seized the opportunity to escape. As for the orc Juggernaut, he was out of Orgrim's sight under the pretext of chasing the fugitives during the gap between the tribe's southward movements.

As Garona cautiously enjoyed the free air, the heavens gave her a hard slap. Not long ago, the breath of Gul'dan came from the depths of the sea to the west. As a tool that had been manipulated at will by the demon, Garona knew full well that the warlock was gathering the scattered Shadow Council for some evil purpose.

In order to prevent a repeat of King Lane's tragedy, Garona sneaks into the Watch Fortress to find and enlist Khadgar's help.

As it turned out, this old friend who had been let down by herself did not disappoint her.

The mage succeeded in helping her cut ties with Gul'dan, and after finally gaining the true freedom she had been longing for, Garona chose to follow the mage. Even if she uses everything, she wants to redeem herself who made a big mistake at the beginning.

Khadgar asked her for help, and she was naturally overjoyed.

"Name, place. Before the mage could continue to ramble, the orc assassin took the lead and expressed his attitude simply and harshly.

Facing Garona's eyes that flashed with an unknown light, Khadgar was silent for a long time, and finally sighed lightly and said no more: "Lanloth." ”

Hearing the name, Garona was visibly stunned for a moment. The elven mage, she remembered very well, the elven mage who gathered everyone's strength to stop Medivan and Sargeras.

Doubts are inevitable, but Garona's trust in Khadgar is even more than her trust in herself.

"Rest assured, I remember his breath. ”