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In the Stormwind City subway passage, figures large and small were walking towards the warehouse. These were not adults and children, but an old man and a young man.

"There is still one last section of track to go, and the assembly is complete."

"Master Mekkatorque, you just drew the last section of the subway on the drawing. As of now, the materials, personnel, funds, etc. are not ready yet. Don't make it sound like we are going to complete this project soon.

.”

"Ah, I'm always like this. I think we need to get to know each other better next, what do you think?" Mekkatorque's pace frequency is three to four times that of humans. He tries to walk in front so that he can better show his strength.

The identity of the craftsman.

"You...should have my information."

"I haven't looked at it yet. I'll look at it now." Mekkatorque quickly looked through the thick stack of paper in his hand. There were design drawings, material inventory, and personnel lists. It looked like he had something in his hand.

In no order. "Let me see..., Nathanos Myris."

"It's Maris!" Nathanos shook his head, feeling helpless in his heart. This ungrateful look made him doubt whether Mekkatorque was the great craftsman after all.

"Oh, yes!" Mekkatorque touched the back of his head, "Maris, Maris! There is also a line of notes below, recommended by Sir Uther of Lordaeron."

"Okay, great craftsman. Please tell me when work will start. If possible..."

Bang! Boom! Bang!

There was the sound of rummaging around in the warehouse, and the two people talking immediately stopped.

"Is he a worker?"

"I guarantee with my invention that you are the first worker to report." Mekkatorque kept staring at the direction of the sound, "It can't be a mouse."

"I think……"

"I hate mice the most."

"like……"

"Damn it, why would the Creator create those guys with spindly tails."

"Master Mekkatorque..."

"With such a loud sound, how big must this mouse be?"

"Great Craftsman!"

"What's wrong?"

Nathanos sighed, "Please loosen my trouser legs, and then... you stepped on my foot."

"Oh! Sorry, sorry!" Mekkatorque smiled awkwardly.

"It shouldn't be a mouse, I heard footsteps. It should be... a thief!" The human stared at the door of the warehouse. The door was ajar, and someone slipped in.

"Damn it! Those steel bars and tin iron ore were transported from Ironforge. We must not give those thieves an advantage." Mekkatorque said, and then he glanced at Nathanos. "Young man, do you work part-time to catch thieves?

?”

"Phew! I regret coming here." Nathanos shook his head, and then he walked towards the warehouse. The surroundings were so quiet that he seemed to hear Mekkatorque encouraging himself in his heart - this showed that the dwarf would stay

Watching the show in the back.

There were indeed thieves in the warehouse. Nathanos saw clearly through the gap that there were three intruders inside. When he lowered his head, he saw that the iron lock of the warehouse had fallen to the ground, with no sign of being pried open. Do these thieves have keys?

Mekkatorque hid behind an iron pipe, popped his head out and saw Nathanos walking in, and then closed the door from the inside.

Next, even more crazy sounds came, including screams when the wooden box was smashed, the sound of metal falling to the ground, and the sound of bones breaking when fists hit the face.

"It's so miserable." The great craftsman shook his head while trembling.

Not long after, Nathanos walked out of the warehouse.

"nailed it?"

The human clapped his hands and nodded in response, "I also found this on them. It looks quite official. Do you recognize it?"

Mekkatorque took the blue emblem from Nathanos' hand. He took out the flashlight, looked at it carefully, and then wiped the thing again, as if to confirm its authenticity.

"What the hell, why them?"

"you know?"

"You didn't do anything to them, did you?"

"Can't die," the human replied.

The dwarf seemed to be blaming Nathanos, and felt very annoyed, "We have to go to the old city."

"What on earth is this?"

"Haven't you heard of MI7?"

Many years have passed, and his body has become cold, but his memory is still burning. Nathanos still remembers the time when he accidentally had a conflict with the agents of MI7. Those people were not thieves, but in

Carry out the task assigned by leader Shaw - to investigate whether the supplies are complete to prevent some greedy Stormwind nobles from profiting from them.

Later, the misunderstanding was resolved, but when Nathanos and Shaw met, both of them felt that the other was different. Shaw looked at Nathanos with doubt in his eyes. During those days in Stormwind City,

Mekkatorque's assistant always feels like there is a pair of eyes staring at him...

"MI7, Mathias Shore." Nathanos closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, then crushed the emblem in his hand. He stared at the two dead faces like his own, Veronara and Enya.

.

"Let them come, there are enough people coming here to die..."

"MI7's work is not as mindless as the Scarlet Crusade. It's impossible for you to deal with them alone. You can only choose to follow us now." Veronara's words were both suspicion and reminder.

"Come with you?" Nathanos laughed, "You mean to ask me to surrender to the Lich King again? I tell you, I will never give up my freedom."

Veronara and Enya looked at each other, "We are just like you, Nathanos. You are not the only one who escaped from the control of the Lich King."

"Congratulations, but this does not mean that I will cooperate with you. I just want to stay here and wait for the opportunity to revenge against the Lich King. After the Scourge Legion is completely defeated, I will die here. Ashes to dust, dust to dust.

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"It seems we can't convince you." Enya's face was full of disappointment.

"There are many people who are as confused as you, Nathanos." Veronara shook her head, "Someone must stand up and lead us now. Enya and I both believe that you have such ability. But... you

Rejected our invitation."

"I never wanted to be a leader. Let alone keep dead people around me. I feel sick when I see my own face." Nathanos gritted his teeth angrily.

"It looks like you've made your choice."

Choice! These two words make human beings shocked and frightened. He has made many difficult choices, and he has paid the price. What Nathanos doesn’t know is, if he had known all this in advance, would he still choose to stay?

With Alleria. Maybe...it was right to listen to Medivh's advice.

If you do this, Alleria will die!

He opened his eyes suddenly, and those eyes that were like smoldering coals made Veronara and Enya take a step back uneasily.
Chapter completed!