"Why did you leave suddenly?"

On the top floor of Hellfire Fortress, the great lord Ravencase, who was busy coordinating the military affairs of various forces, frowned and looked at the orc commander Maim in pirate costume in front of him.

He said coldly:

"This is so irresponsible!

It was he who summoned us to come for talks, and it was he who issued the call to Prophet Velen. However, when there were only three days left for the meeting to start, he actually ran away early.

Where has he gone?

"Well, we can't say that, High Lord, the captain said it should be kept secret, and he promised that this was a temporary operation that would not have any harm to the war situation in Draenor."

Maimu pushed up his pirate hat and explained to the impressive Lord Death Knight:

"The captain also asked me to tell you that if everything goes well, he will rush back before the meeting starts. If the prophet comes here, please receive him on his behalf.

"I came to Delano to fight! I didn't serve as his adjutant. This Black is getting more and more excessive!"

Lord Ravencrest said something dissatisfied, but in the end he did not refuse the request.

He asked Maim to leave first to help explain their actions in Gorgrond to other forces. As a result, Maim saw a guy wearing a hood and carrying a straight-edged sword walking towards him as soon as he walked out of the Broken Hall.

"Hey, isn't this Lantreso?"

Maimu greeted him warmly, but received only an indifferent look from the orc sword master.

But the shameless pirate didn't care about this. When Lantrisso lived in seclusion in Tol Barad, everyone knew that this guy had such a boring personality.

"I said, Draenor has become like this, why don't you Burning Blade Sword Masters come out to help?"

Maimu stood there and started chatting with Lantrexo very familiarly. The latter didn't want to talk to this guy at first, but when he heard Maimu's inquiry, the silent sword master also frowned.

After a few seconds, he said:

"Samuro is bringing people back. He and his apprentices will defend Havalo. They have always wanted to rebuild the Burning Blade Clan and pick up the glory of the Sword Master. Maybe now is a good opportunity."

"Yes, yes, the former Fire Blade Sword Master was so admirable."

Maimu rubbed her chin, which still had burn marks, and said:

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. My brother and I's childhood dream was to become majestic sword masters. Unfortunately, that disaster changed the fate of too many people.

By the way, I heard that you are now working for Prophet Velen?"

The orc pirate grinned and said:

"When those draenei saw you, didn't they pick up their weapons and try to kill you? When they killed them back then, you, the Burning Blade clan, killed them ruthlessly."

"I'm different from them."

Lantereso didn't want to talk about it. He shook his head and said:

"Where is Blake? I brought greetings from the prophet."

"Well, the captain is not here for the time being, but you can report to the high lord. He is now the captain's adjutant."

Maimu reminded him, then turned around and left to get busy.

The orc swordmaster wasted no time and walked straight to the top of the Broken Hall. As a result, when he turned the corner, he bumped into Turalyon who was walking out with a map.

The moment the two met, they both held onto each other's weapons, but soon let go.

The hatred between orcs and humans makes the two people very unhappy with each other, but in this place and in this situation, it is really not a good time to slash with a knife.

So they passed each other, pretending not to see each other.

"Hey, are you a sword master?"

After Turalyon took a few steps, he turned back and asked:

"Have you ever seen a blond human boy in your holy land of Havalo?"

"You want to ask about Prince Arthas Menethil?"

Lantrexo snorted, pulled his hood, and said:

"Don't worry about him. That kid has proven himself. He has lost his weakness and become a real warrior. Arthas passed the extremely difficult Flame Blade trial and miraculously killed a demon warlord with his own hands.

He tempered his blade with demonic blood and became the first true sword master born among you humans.

You'll see him soon."

This answer gave Turalyon some peace of mind.

In addition to the mission of the church this time he came to Draenor, he also received a personal message from King Terenas, asking him to bring back Prince Arthas who had been away from home for almost a year.

As a high knight, Turalyon was well aware of the conflict between father and son. Although he stayed away from politics, he still admired Arthas' choice.

Although this child has lost the blessing of the Holy Light, it seems that he has now embarked on the path of his own destiny. This is really the first good news I have heard in this terrible world.

One one one

"Don't come here yet!"

At the same time, on the coast of Shadowmoon Valley, Blake had just stepped off the ship with his carefully selected members of the operation, and saw several demon hunters who had been deployed in Shadowmoon Valley approaching.

The leader was the high-level hunter Ms. Alandine whom he had just "met" before.

Black raised his hand and scolded. This action made Alandine in front of him and the sufferer Autoris behind him frown.

The pirate ignored this. He patted his forehead and said:

"Hey, my dear little sweetheart, work!"

"Shout, when I need it, I call you sweetheart. When I don't need it, I call you Maiev, right?"

Xal'atath snorted in displeasure, but did not refuse.

A cloud of colorful smoke swirled out from Blake's body and enveloped the high-level hunter in front of him.

A powerful hunter like Alantine, who had experienced the ancient war and was valued by Illidan, would certainly not let something that looked like it was not a good thing get close to him.

She was about to dodge when she heard the pirate say:

"You're being targeted, ma'am, and the Dreadlords are trying to use your identity to make a fuss about your identity, so you'd better be honest. If I can't identify you here, I'll have to send you back to the Watcher's Vault.

"

"Um?"

The sufferer Ottoris suddenly became alert.

As the group of warriors who know the most about demons, he understands the Dreadlord's elusive and almost flawless camouflage ability all too well.

Once Illidalari gets mixed up with the Dreadlord, the matter will be quite serious, and Black cannot make fun of this kind of thing. The next moment, Altruis shouted to Alantine:

"Get tested immediately! You know this is necessary."

"Um."

High-level hunter Alandine nodded silently. She put down the moon blade in her hand and allowed the seven-colored evil energy swayed by Xal'atath to cover her body.

The next second, the high-level hunter whose will was weakened by steel covered her head and screamed in pain. She felt that her soul was about to be pierced by the cold void.

She persisted until Xal'atath regained his strength.

"No problem, it is indeed genuine."

Dark Essence said in a lazy voice:

"With a strong will and a slight hint of inner demon subversion, he is a qualified hunter's soul. It would be better if he could suppress his fanatical and twisted love for Illidan Stormrage.

My poor sister, such sincere devotion is destined to have no good results. Sister, I am a clear and pitiful example. All stinky men are just a bunch of pig hooves."

"Well, you know you don't actually need to say the second part."

The pirate curled his lips and said:

"Don't be angry, okay, I promise to find you a new dress when I go back to Azeroth, I swear!"

"Humph, I don't believe what you men say."

Xal'atath sneered and said:

"It's better to prove your sincerity with actions, you philandering pirate."

After saying that, the dark essence disappeared into Blake's heart with an angry attitude, and the pirate coughed a few times, nodded to the demon hunter in front of him, and said:

"Your identities have been confirmed, but it's best to make an appointment with other comrades in advance for a procedure that only you can identify, to avoid big problems later.

Especially you, Ms. Alantine.

I wasn't kidding just now, you've really been targeted."

"I'll pay attention."

The indifferent huntress in front of her nodded, and she reported to Altruis their actions in the past few days, including the assassination of Magtheridon's adjutant,

And a safe place was arranged nearby where the demons would not be discovered.

Finally, Alantien provided a very important piece of information:

"Just last night, a group of local watchers found us."
To be continued...