Why this inn called "Pig and Whistle" has such a strange name is not clear to the locals, even the bartender can't remember the specific historical reason, vaguely a foreigner from the north opened a hotel in Shining Gold Town, and then the business slowly grew and then opened this shop in Stormwind City.

The specialty of this shop is grilled pork chops, pork pies and other foods, and after two generations of hard work, this shop has survived. But now this shop is not the same as before, especially the taste of the food.

The orcs eventually captured Stormwind, and the only survivors were those who escaped in time, and there is no official record of those who survived the city, and the owner of the inn was one of all the unfortunate ones.

Later, someone took over the store and continued to work because it was a relatively famous old store before the fall of Stormwind. And the owner happened to be gone, so he continued to use the name on the old site. And now this store has left the food in addition to the address, name and wine, and the taste of the food is completely different from before.

Because most of the people in Stormwind City were slaughtered, and most of the later residents moved in from other places, they were not so picky about the taste of the food in this store and were not as particular about the taste of the food as before.

But I'm different, I remember the taste of all the foods I thought were delicious. And it's not just a place where I remember the food, but also the time I spent here with Elle and Lothar.

The road in front of the store is still the road of the year, and the house is still the house of the year, but the people here are no longer the people of the past. The people in the tavern still retain the good habits of their predecessors, talking and bragging, talking nonsense, and pointing out the evils of the times.

It doesn't matter who they are, it doesn't matter if they have money or not, these guys are the most free and easy here and now, and those who are drunk and asleep, and go home satisfied with their bragging, seem to be more free and easy than me.

I pulled out a silver coin, threw it on the table, and turned to leave the tavern, and after walking two blocks into a small alley.

"Are you looking for me?" When someone from behind me also walked into the alley, I jumped off the roof.

He was taken aback by me, "No! No...... I don't know you. He hastened to explain.

"Don't pretend, I know you." I say.

"Are you mistaken...... It's really ......," he said before leaving. I reached out and grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him straight down, and he screamed.

I slapped him in the face.

"I don't know you! What are you doing! "When he wanted to scream, I grabbed him by the neck. I didn't let go at all, he started to scratch at his hands, and I knelt on top of him so that he couldn't break free.

I didn't let go until he was about to roll his eyes, he curled up on the ground gasping for air, and I dragged him deeper into the alley by the hair.

The guy finally gave up his resistance, he couldn't put it anymore, after all, it was dangerous to stick a knife into his thigh, especially near the groin.

"It's Sean's order." He curled up on the ground and covered his wounds.

"Is Sean still in Old Town?" I asked, crouching down in front of him.

"Yes." He squeezed the word out of his mouth.

I patted him on the head, "Sean won't embarrass you, you did your best." ”

My quarters in the palace are still uninhabited, and I don't ask Varian why they are empty, but I don't think it's because of what I've done, for it's not far from the king's bed. I don't care about the place, but all my stuff is gone.

"You wish you weren't going anywhere." Varian lowered his head and read the papers, saying without raising his head.

"How?"

"I believe in you and need you." He said.

"You're safe now, no one can hurt you here, and there is probably no one in this world who can hurt you." I said, "And the soldiers around you are absolutely elite." ”

"It's not a peaceful world." He said.

"I can protect myself."

"The wire reports that there is a new movement in the land to the south of the Dark Swamp, trampled by orcs and demons, and that portal has been opened." Varian said.

"Orcs are going to invade again?"

"No, it's the expeditionary force that went in back then......" Varian looked up at me, "they're still alive." ”

"Tulayan is still alive?" I almost screamed.

"No, not Tulayan, but Khadgar." Varian said.

"When?"

"It's been more than half a year." He said.

"What's going on over there?"

"Do you remember Brohl?" He said.

"Brower went too?"

"No, the Night Elves have sent an army into that world."

"What are they going to do?" I asked, confused.

"It is said that it is full of demons, orcs, and countless messes, and some race has been found that has been almost wiped out by orcs."

"Where the Night Elves go...... What is the purpose? Eradicate evil or discover the unknown? ”

"The Night Elves want us to cooperate, and Bolval has ordered a portion of his army to go there before banishing the Black Dragon. And now that the other side has basically calmed down, what I want to tell you is...... Khadgar is still alive, part of the expeditionary force is still alive. ”

"I'm going to see him." I said immediately.

"The world is not at peace." He repeated it again.

"I thought I would be able to do less when I came back." He stood up and walked to the table to the side. "But there's a lot of trouble going on in the world, and now it seems like none of us can stay out of it." As he spoke, he picked up the flask and poured two glasses of wine.

"Now that the Stormwind Kingdom is good, it will definitely be even better under your leadership." I don't know what else to say.

"You didn't understand what I meant." He walked up to me with a glass and handed it to me, "When I'm not there...... Gianna had drawn the Night Elves into the human alliance, but now the Night Elves were dragging us into their troubles. ”

"What happened?"

"You know, Broll went back for the sake of the demon orcs in the Outlands, but something happened on their continent, and it is said that some ancient things have emerged from the desert, these things have broken the seal, and the Night Elves need our reinforcements."

"But the war in the north continues." I say.

"So we're actually in a very dangerous situation right now." He took a sip of wine and frowned: "Gianna believes in those orcs, but I don't believe it, the armistice agreement at this time just looks good, but once the orcs paralyze us, once they do it against us, the consequence is that the entire north will completely fall." ”

I nodded, "What is the attitude of Gianna's family?" ”

"The people of Kul Tilas don't want to get involved in disputes, and they don't trust people from outside. Hmph, now that their internal struggle is fierce, they are even more reluctant to get involved in external affairs. And Gilneth ...... I feel like those guys are freaks. ”

"So there are very few people to rely on now, Stormgard is not going to be wiped out because of his backing on the dwarves, but if many people are sent away to support the Night Elves, then the northern security may be a matter of moments."

"What do you do?"

"The orc was still reluctant to spit out." Varian said. "We tried everything we could to get her to talk, but we couldn't."

"Dalaran's magician should be able to read minds." I say.

"There are no mages in Stormwind who can use this spell." There was a hint of disdain on his face, "If there was, this matter would have been settled a long time ago." ”

"Egwene of Theramore." I said, "Do you remember her?" ”

Varian glanced at me, "The woman who was so close to you?" ”

"What do you mean to get close......" I frowned.

"Don't pretend, Bill, we can all see that you don't have a good relationship with her." He said.

"We're just ......"

"Friend, right?" He snorted. "I know who that woman is, supposedly the mother of the Guardian Medivan, right? Age wasn't an issue, though, and she did look very young. ”

"You ......"

"Go ask her for a favor." I can't describe the expression on his face at this time, no request, no pleading, no ill will, but also not ridicule and sarcasm, and the tone is simply the feeling of wanting me to do him a favor.

"The last time the magic was shown to you was between the two of them." I pouted.

He was silent for a moment, then said, "I'll write a letter to Gianna, and then ...... You ......"

"I don't want to do this letter delivery." I said, "You know that woman doesn't like me." ”

He snorted softly, "Would you like to write her a letter too?" ”

"Who?"

"Egwen." There was an imperceptible smile in Varian's eyes at this time.

"Is it necessary?" I laughed.

"Of course." He laughs.

"I don't think so!" I frowned, "You just have to explain the situation to Gianna...... I feel like if she still has the heart to broker the relationship between the Alliance and the Horde, she should help. ”

"But isn't it impossible to do it on her own?" Varian said.

I looked into his eyes, pursed my lips, waved my hand, turned around and went out.

"I'll send someone to deliver the letter to Theramore tomorrow morning." He said.

It was late at night, the light of the candles on the table swayed gently, and the letter on the table was still empty after two hours. I dipped the quill in my hand in ink I don't know how many times, but it never fell onto the paper.

"My dear...... Egger ......"

Well...... My dear...... Is that the right word? My dear...... Does it seem like I'm a little too infatuated or too proactive?

What about the honorable?

Belch...... It's not as good as my dear! I remember writing letters to people with a ...... before their name Word. I don't know if it's an adjective or what it is, but I can't find a better word.

Then ...... Honey bar......

Alas, I hope that this letter will not be seen by others.

"Dear Egger ......"

"Seeing words is like ...... face"