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When Lothar heard the place name here, he turned to look at Kardag. The old mage nodded: "I have heard of this place. Although I have never been here, it is indeed in Lordaeron."

"Very good, Lord Mayor, I need to meet King Terenas right away." Lothar said, choking up. "There is something very important."

"I understand, do you have important things to ask His Majesty the King?"

"Yes, if you can, lend me the fastest horse you have here, and a guide."

Marcus nodded. "It will take a few days to walk from here to Lordaeron. You need to pass through the Silver Pine Forest. If your matter is urgent, I can ask someone to bring you a message first."

"Yes, without further ado, we can't give the tribe time. Please tell the king that Stormwind City has fallen and the prince is in his heart." Lothar looked at the boy following Kadega. The cold sea breeze in Nanhai Town made him uncomfortable.

"I do my best to rescue more civilians. We need supplies in a desperate situation. There are more important things. When I arrive at Lordaeron, I will talk to His Majesty the King."

Marcus widened his eyes, and the string of messages made him not understand what was going on, but he knew the seriousness of the matter. His eyes quickly ran back and forth among the three, and then said to Lothar: "As you wish, I will arrange for someone to take your message to Lordaeron immediately. You can rest for a while, and I will prepare you for the carriage to Lordaeron. You need water and food on the road. As for the candidates to lead the way..."

"Let me do it." A voice sounded, and everyone's eyes left after the sound.

"Who are you, young?" Marcus asked.

"Nathanos Maris, I have nothing special, but I know the way to Lordaeron."

Losa looked at him and touched his forehead: "Are you a native of Lordaeron?"

"Yes."

Lothar and Kardga looked at each other and nodded.

Nathanos saw them agreeing and turned to Leren. The young priest was telling the way of the Holy Light to several refugees, and Stephen listened.

"I'm going to take those three people to Lordaeron, are you going?"

Leren shook his head and glanced at Lothar. He had just learned about the tragedy of Stormwind from the refugees.

“There is also a place where I need me, where my duty as a pastor is.”

Nathanos rarely sees him seriously and looks at him with some admiration. He turns to Stephen and instructs: "Go to Lordaeron with me and go back to your father's place. The problem here is very serious."

"What should they do?" Stephen looked at the refugees. Even he knew that Nanhai Town could not tolerate so many people.

"Lordalon will provide him with place to settle."

A few hours later, Nathanos and his group left Nanhai Town. He and Stephen were driving the carriage, with Lossa and three others sitting inside.

"How much time will it take?" Lothar asked Khadga in a low voice.

The other party replied in the same voice: "It may take a week. I am not familiar with this area. I only remember the map. It may take a few days before we can see the spire of the city."

"If we go to Tarenmil, pass by Steinbred, and arrive in Andorhal, it will only take three days to reach Lordaeron." Nathanos, who was driving the carriage, suddenly said.

Kardga and Losa looked at each other, and they both thought their voices had been low just now.

"It seems you are indeed a good guide," said the mage. His voice was tough, and Nathanos thought it was not the voice that an old man should have. "But going to Steinbred requires passing through Ultratown, the road is rough, so we'd better take the official road."

Nathanos is very familiar with that road, very familiar with it, and he will never forget it.

Kadega pushed open the curtain of the carriage and asked Nathanos: "Hey, young man, I want to ask you in Nanhai Town. Are you a ranger? Your outfit is very similar to a ranger."

"Please don't mention those two words before me, sir." Nathanos's tone lowered, with a little warning. "I am a more dangerous existence than the Ranger."

"Where does the danger show?"

"For example, I can hear anything you whispered."

After Nathanos said that, the atmosphere fell silent, even quiet. Stephen was so pressured by this atmosphere that he dared not breathe.

"Don't mind, a few distinguished guests." Stephen said with a smile, breaking the embarrassing situation. "My cousin doesn't like Rangers. He means he is more powerful than Rangers, and more powerful than all Rangers. Isn't it, Nathanos?"

Stephen winked at Nathanos frantically and asked him to speak.

"No, because I haven't killed Quelsellas' Ranger."

"Haha~" Kadega's laughter came from the carriage, and the atmosphere suddenly became much happier. Lothar and Varian didn't know why he was laughing, but obviously he heard something interesting.

Not all mages are old-fashioned, Stephen thought so in his heart.

"I appreciate your courage, Nathanos. Your youth makes me miss you." Kardga suddenly put away his emotions when he said this. Lothar felt a little worried for him. This "old" wizard was only a few years older than Nathanos who was driving a carriage.

Seeing that everyone was not talking, Nathanos asked, "I have a question. I will first express my condolences for everything that happened in the Storm Kingdom. However, if your kingdom has guardians, why would this happen?"

If "Ranker" is a taboo for Nathanos, then for Lothar and Kardga, ​​the last thing they want to hear is the word "Guardian".

"Please don't mention those three words, Nathanos." Kadega replied softly.

"It seems like a heavy memory, I'm sorry for my rudeness."

Lothar shook his head and held back tears. The tranquility at this moment made him slowly recall everything he had experienced. Varian gradually fell asleep, and the boy in his arms was now full of hope for him. Stormwind was razed to the ground, and this memory made him suffer, angry, and sad. The wise king was killed, Lerey was the king of Lothar, but more of a partner and a close friend. The same is true for Medivh, but the guardian was the real murderer behind all this. Just a few weeks ago, he cut off his head with his own hands, and until now, Lothar still can't let go.

Kardgar was deeply in deep thought at this time. Medivh's magic almost took away all his youth. The pain, he felt the dry skin on his face, but his magic was still there, and even strengthened. He found that he was just old, his spirit was still full of vitality, endurance, wisdom, and agility were still the same as before. He was only nineteen years old now, but he knew that he was actually more than three times older than this age.

Thinking of this, Kadega couldn't help but think of Medivh. His mentor should have been dead, but Kadega did not tell anyone, including Lothar. After the Battle of Kalazan, he met a phantom of Medivh. The other party claimed to be from the future. Thanks to Kadega, he is now free.
Chapter completed!