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"What?" Nathanos looked confused and impatiently at the short man in front of him. He was shorter than a dwarf, but his mind was obviously more developed, a dwarf.

"There are rats, big rats!" the dwarf in front of him replied, and then looked at the design drawing in his hand with interest.

"How big is it? Can it swallow you in one mouthful?" Nathanos did not hide his sarcasm at all. He put his hands on his hips and said angrily: "Master Mekkatorque, you said that the construction of the subway passage was threatened by unknown creatures.

At that time, I thought you had caused some trouble."

"Really!" Gelbin Mekkatorque, the dwarf king's great craftsman, trembled. He was involved in the construction of a transportation system that could connect Stormwind City and Ironforge.

"Those scourges are so disgusting! Are they so big?" Mekkatorque opened his hands to their maximum length, but they did not reach the width of Nathanos' shoulders.

"Wait a minute!" Nathanos stretched out his hand to stop him. Indeed, such a big rat is indeed a threat to a dwarf as small as a dwarf. "Great craftsman, don't you dwarfs often use rats when doing some experiments?

"

"Who told you? This is simply nonsense." Mekkatorque retorted, but there was a hint of guilt in his eyes.

"It's written in the book!"

"That book? Who wrote it? See if I don't tell him..."

"Written by Brian."

"Ah~! Brian." Mekkatorque suddenly laughed when he heard the name. The dwarves and dwarves had a good relationship, and he didn't want to speak ill of the dwarves in front of humans. "Yes, his

...Hmm...you have a pretty good brain, yes! Help me move those boxes to that place, it will be easy."

Nathanos rolled his eyes at him. He wanted to ask Mekkatorque what the use was. But the great craftsman would definitely waste time by talking a lot of nonsense at a super fast speed. A week ago, when Sylvanas

Just when he was leaving the farm, Nathanos' mentor Goodell came to him and told him about the reconstruction work of Stormwind City. At first, Nathanos didn't care, but Goodell strongly encouraged him to go and said something about Ai

Mekkatorque, the greatest inventor of Xerath, attracted Nathanos' curiosity, so he set out to visit. Sure enough, he met the great craftsman, and Mekkatorque told him about a

Nathanos participated in a transportation facility called the Metro, which contained a lot of new things that were worthy of his in-depth study. At the same time, the reconstruction of Stormwind City was also in progress, and the person in charge of this project was a man named Stonemason.

The Guild of the Guild, their leader Edwin Van Riefoff was a skilled engineer. Mekkatorque also spoke highly of him.

Originally, Nathanos wanted to visit him in his spare time, but he heard that this man was not in Stormwind City now. He was in another place, at the Dark Portal. Nathanos' thoughts wandered as the name appeared.

Back to that day. When the Dark Portal was destroyed by Khadgar, everything did not seem to be over. The Kirin Tor reported about the situation of the Black Swamp and found that the contaminated land seemed to still have signs of spreading. At the same time, Da

The group of mages in Laran could not guarantee that the Dark Portal would not open again, so the countries reached an agreement. Except for Quel'Thalas, all kingdoms must fund the construction of a fortress that can monitor the Dark Portal and give it a name.

For the Keep, Van Rief was the engineer who built this fortress.

At the same time, the reconstruction work of Stormwind City is also urgent. In order to speed up the work, the newly appointed King of Stormwind City Varian Wrynn made a request to the dwarves. The dwarves have always had a good relationship with the dwarves. Mekkatorque is

After being recommended by the dwarf king Magni Bronzebeard, he came to Stormwind City a few months ago. In Nathanos' impression, dwarves are full of curiosity, and Mekkatorque is the best example.

He spoke very fast, and some of the professional terms he spoke were things that Nathanos had heard of but was not familiar with.

At this time, Mekkatorque let out a very angry breath and climbed onto the table. Yes, he climbed onto the table and stepped on the blueprint in front of him.

"The structures described in these drawings are messy. Why is no one aware of the problem of rats? They are chewing the wiring everywhere, here, here, and here." Mekkatorque used his small fingers on the blueprints.

It pointed here and there, then scratched its head. Finally, it focused on Nathanos, and the human immediately felt that something bad was about to happen.

"We can't take out those wiring..., there are not enough manpower here..., if such a problem occurs..." He expressed the seriousness of the situation with his big eyes, and at the same time his tone was very tactful.

"Okay, okay!" Nathanos threw a wooden box aside. He was completely speechless. He picked up a small flashlight made by a dwarf and walked towards the dark tunnel.

After the Second Orc War, someone proposed to build an underground line between Ironforge and Stormwind City. Nathanos thought that the person who came up with this idea was really a genius. Although the work of rebuilding Stormwind City has been slow

It is ongoing, but the progress is worrying. The journey from Ironforge to Stormwind City is long and arduous. King Magni was once furious because the supplies sent to the Kingdom of Stormwind did not arrive in time.

Nathanos once discovered that even though those dwarfs were very smart, they were not sure whether their intelligence would cause some trouble. He remembered the first conversation between the two. At that time, Nathanos

When asking Mekkatorque how safe the so-called subway can be? Unexpectedly, the great craftsman replied honestly:

"Uh... Okay, well, this! You know, this is cutting-edge technology, so we can't fully guarantee its security. But I bet you that we will improve it. Its security will eventually be as good as ours

Comparable to the safest inventions."

Judging from the accent he spoke with, Nathanos believed that this "technology" was not as safe as he said. However, after all, Nathanos was not an architect or an engineer. In any case, the progress of the matter

All went smoothly.

Until this time, mice and humans wanted to slap themselves, 'How could I be so easily fooled?' Nathanos thought to himself.

Although Nathanos didn't understand why he had to do such a stupid job, he still tried his best to complete everything Mekkatorque asked him to do as an apprentice.

Lordaeron, it has been a long time since the last alliance kings met, and this time the situation is a little different. Under the council hall of Lordaeron Palace, kings from other kingdoms did not stand on a high platform to express their suggestions as before.

, this time they were "on an equal footing" with Terenas. In the center of the hall was an architectural model, which was a fortress under construction.

"Look at these walls!"

Genn Greymane, King of Gilnegis, pointed to the model of the fortress. Although Greymane was so tall and strong, some engineers described the arch as three times as tall as Genn. When others

The king watched and nodded in appreciation. At the same time, Greymane disagreed. Gilneas had no interest in this fortress from beginning to end. Although Genn was appreciating it on the surface, the mountain king Thora

St. Trollbane knew exactly what he was thinking - a wall, a tower, and a single fortress. Is that all we spent so much money building?

"It's huge." Thoras Trollbane pointed out. The ruler of Stromgarde was as concise as ever, not wanting to say a single word more. "The more money you spend."

Several other kings seemed to feel unfair because of this huge expenditure, and they were all muttering something. This feeling was even more obvious, especially when they thought that these huge expenditures were shared equally among them.

A young man with a tall and slender figure walked up to the crowd and said, "If it were you, how much would you spend to ensure safety? Valuable things always have to pay a certain price." When others heard this,

When there was a high level of vigilance, they stopped complaining. As the new commander of the Alliance, Turalyon has always understood the importance of safety.

"Indeed." Terenas agreed: "How is the current progress of the reconstruction of Stormwind Kingdom?"

"It's going very well. This is thanks to Archbishop Alonsus, who gave King Varian a good donation." Turalyon replied, and continued to add: "There is no need to worry about the ability of the Masons' Guild. They are

Very professional craftsmen, whose exquisite skills are comparable to those of the dwarves. The completion of the repair work in Stormwind City is just around the corner." He smiled at Khadgar, these words were actually told to him by Varian, and he was just telling the truth.

Just a report.

Of course, these good news could not keep Genn Greymane shut up. The king of Gilneas muttered again, and then gradually turned into a loud shout under his thick black beard, and everyone turned their attention again

Placed it in Nethergarde Keep.

Genn reluctantly admitted: "This is indeed very large." He looked at Solas, who responded with a smile. "But why did they build these?" He pointed to the only completed one on the model in front of him.

The fortress said: "Why go to so much trouble and spend so much money to build such a castle? We built the Watchfort just to guard the destroyed Dark Portal, right? Isn't a simple fortress enough?"

His voice was so loud that Khadgar and Antonidas were tired of his complaints.

"Still the same as before." Antonidas, the leader of the Kirin Tor, said coldly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Everyone is the same as before." Khadgar stroked his pure white beard and said to the Archmage. He walked towards the talking crowd. His vigor and vigor were so different from his old and wrinkled face.

does not match.

"Perhaps I can explain where your money is being spent," he said to Genn. The King of Gilneas immediately focused his attention on him. Khadgar nodded, as he always did towards the king.

"Watchfort is indeed very big, and this is necessary. Because many people will come here, including the mages of Dalaran, as well as soldiers sent to garrison from various countries. The ruins of the Dark Portal are in Watchfort.

In the valley ahead, that is the only way for the tribe to come to our world. If they come back at any time, we can be prepared."

"This explains why those soldiers need to stay here." Admiral Daelin Proudmoore agreed. "But what are the duties of these mages?" He questioned, in fact, his attitude towards mages was not

Even his daughter will go to Dalaran to learn magic soon. "Only one mage is enough for us to monitor the entire situation."

Khadgar nodded in agreement, "That's true, but..." He glanced at everyone present. Only Turalyon stood behind and gave him a look. He continued: "But Nethergarde is not just a guard of the Dark Portal.

The sentry. The vitality of Draenor is gradually declining due to some strange energy. When the Dark Portal was opened, our world was also affected by the same impact. The land around the Black Swamp became lifeless, and the impact was still

It is gradually spreading. When we destroyed the portal, we thought the earth would recover itself, but it did not. In fact, the weird pollution continued to expand."

The kings frowned deeply and looked at each other. This was bad news for them.

Antonidas took the opportunity and walked up: "We began to pay attention to the situation here. Dalaran sent many mages to study the area, and then we made a major discovery, that is, even if the portal has been destroyed,

But there is still a small plane crack there."

All the lords present took a deep breath.

"What do you mean?" Gene asked with narrowed eyes, a hint of warning in his tone.

Antonidas's face covered with traces of time showed a trace of worry. "Unfortunately, we cannot repair the polluted land. But we have succeeded in keeping the northern region in its original state. Rumor has it that there are still

Some orcs are hiding there, but we have found no trace of them. As for the southern area, I don't know why, but we still have no way to save it." He shook his head.

Khadgar added: "Some people began to call this place a cursed place, and now it seems that this name has come true. As far as I am concerned, this land can no longer breed life."

"In any case, you still succeeded in preventing the spread of pollution and saving other lands in the world." Turalyon pointed out. "That is incredible, after all, the speed of spread is still very fast."

Other kings thought the same way. For them, as long as their kingdom was not polluted, it would be fine.

Khadgar tilted his head slightly and expressed his gratitude to those present: "We have tried our best." He admitted. "Although it may not be perfect. But there are still some mages stationed here for a long time to monitor the situation."

A crack. All in all, this is why we need to spend so much money to build Nethergarde Keep." He looked at Genn, who was silent now.

"Is it really possible for that rift to open again?" Solas asked. Others turned to Khadgar with concern after hearing this question. They were obviously looking forward to his answer, but at the same time they were also thinking about the possibility.

Worried about the answer. From their faces, Khadgar could see everything they were thinking. When he thought about the orcs' invasion of Azeroth after the Dark Portal opened two years ago, and now they might

When experiencing the same thing again, everyone felt extremely panicked.

stormwind city

Nathanos successfully captured another mouse, but he knew there was another one. After being busy for almost three hours, he finally walked out of the dark tunnel, still holding a rat in his hand.

Twisting bag.

"Finished catching?" Mekkatorque was sitting on a small bench drinking tea. The human said coldly "Yes" and threw the bag full of mice into the cage next to him.

"Is there anything else?" Nathanos asked patiently.

Mekkatorque looked him over and nodded. "Of course, but it's not a work matter. You have to solve the trouble you caused me first." He pointed to the corner next to him, where there was a comfortable table.

Rocking chair, but different from usual, this time someone is lying leisurely on the rocking chair.

Nathanos turned around and looked. The other party was also sipping a cup of tea, and there was still a faint red lip mark on the rim of the cup.
Chapter completed!