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Belmont walked towards the craftsman area step by step. Before he arrived, the leader of the Blade shouted, "Where is he? Where is that goblin?" He searched for the traces of Gizlok in anger. Not to mention that goblin, even his abominable assistant was gone.

"Razor Heights are being transformed at this moment, and Gitzlok is certainly not here."

Belmont turned and glared at Merriel, "You still dare to appear in front of me? What about the Withered Master? What happened to you and Gitzlok?"

The mage's pale face became even colder, and a trace of anger flashed through his eyes. As long as he wanted, he could bury Belmont in the dust, but Nathanos explicitly prohibited conflicts between the Forgotten. Merrell finally slowly pressed down his emotions and explained to Belmont patiently.

"I appreciate your loyalty to Nathanos, but you are not necessarily the most loyal to him among the Forgotten."

"You don't seem to answer my question, mage."

Merriel turned his sharp eyes to Belmont. If it were before, Belmont would have been trembling, but now he would not be afraid. Nathanos told him that the Forgotten Ones would face the Lich King, so he could not be afraid.

"It seems that I don't need to tell you where Nathanos is?"

Just as the two of them were facing each other, Veronara discovered them and felt extremely disappointed. If the Withered One saw this scene, he would be furious.

During the time he commanded the Forgotten, Nathanos was increasingly focused on maintaining peace within the Forgotten. For this, he warned all senior leaders at this point in almost every meeting.

"What are you doing?" Dark Ranger joined the debate. "Did you forget that the Withered Ones are most taboo about us having a dispute with each other?"

"I will absolutely obey my master. But..." Belmont responded sharply, "If someone among the Forgotten Ones intends to brew a conspiracy, as the intelligence organization of the Withered Ones, the Anblade is not the only one who monitors this. The reason for this..." He glared at Merriel fiercely, "It is to eliminate possible threats."

"There is no fool here, Belmont." Merell said calmly, "no side map."

"Enough!" Verona shouted, "You two are more closed than my stupid ranger recruits, and are self-righteous. Until now, I don't know what you are arguing about?"

Merriel's laughter was not a joke. "Didn't you hear it? Belmont suspected that I was a threat from the Forsaken!"

"Do you dare to say you aren't?" Belmont said, pointing at Merriel.

Veronara sighed, raised her hand and signaled them to be quiet. "Tell me, Belmont. What happened?"

Belmont and Merriel looked at each other for a moment before answering, "The Withered One is missing. No spies I sent out have found his trace. The only thing that is certain is that when he finally disappeared, there were only Gizlok and this mage around him."

Veronara frowned and looked at Merriel with a little vigilance. "Is what he said... true, Merriel?"

"Although the Dark Blade Group cannot penetrate into every place in Azeroth now, the information they provide will never be faked."

"So where did Nathanos go?" the female ranger asked immediately.

"Nathanos will be back soon," Merriel replied, "He just went to meet someone." The mage thought Belmont would ask who Nathanos had gone to meet, but the Forgotten just snorted coldly.

"You'd better tell the truth!"

"Is there something wrong with you in such a hurry to find Nathanos?"

"I have three very important information to tell him, one of which may affect our stronghold in Razor Heights. If it's too late, it's too late!"

Verona La, who had been standing next to her, watched Belmont leave angrily, worried that he would do something extraordinary. "The most urgent thing is to bring Nathanos back." She blinked, her tone became much more tactful, as if she was begging Merriel. "If you know where he is, please bring him back."

The mage smiled, "You are more loyal than Belmont."

"I am loyal to the Forgotten." The female ranger corrected.

Unexpectedly, Merriel smiled even more happily, "I'll tell you one thing."

Veronara blinked and looked at him in confusion.

"You remember that Nathanos needs someone like you more than Belmont."

Merriel also left, leaving the Dark Ranger in a vortex of doubt.

What does this mean? Nathanos cares more about Forsakens like me than Belmont?

...

The Dark Night Legion also quickly assembled into a row, and the Great Druid Vandal Deer Helmet stood at the forefront of the team. The druids transformed into bear form and stared at the front. After a while, the Sea of ​​Insects suddenly split a way. The leader of the Anqira Chong people, Rajax (the copy boss), who was tall enough to appear in front of everyone, held high in the big Druid's son Vastann, and walked towards the front with heavy steps.

Sighs and uneasy discussions spread throughout the team. Vandal's heart was falling and he stood there without saying a word. Vastann, who was among the enemy's claws, began to struggle and said something to his father. But... the distance was so far, he couldn't hear it clearly.

He was calling for help! Vandal thought of the first time that he led the Dark Night Legion toward the general, but even if Rajax did not take action, the Dark Night Elf who met with Vandal knew that they had no time to save Vastanne.

A strange smile appeared on Rajax's face. He raised his other sickle-shaped hand and inserted it into Vastann's bloody body, and began to squeeze... In the end, the young night elf general was torn in half...

"My child!"

Vandal woke up from his sleep and his whole body trembled with excitement. At this time, the wind was howling on the Black Coast. He closed his eyes as much as possible. The sound of the wind vibrated his eardrums strongly, but it could not cover the fighting on the battlefield and the screams of Vastann before his death.

The Great Druid wailed in pain, and he glimpsed the shadow of Tedashir, the tree of the world outside the window, under the twilight, with his compatriots and Danasus. But at this moment, Vandal hated the tree because it now looked like Rajax, the murderer who killed Vastann in the Battle of Quicksands, a thousand years ago.
Chapter completed!