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"I found Kazak's trace in the Curse Land, and his presence there already indicated his intention."

"Dark Gate?" Nathanos thought of it first, but questions followed one after another. "But Stormwind built a watchtower in the Curse Land. Didn't they notice the abnormality?"

Merell thought he had heard it wrong, and Nathanos would actually care about the humans in the Storm Kingdom. "The Watch Castle has not played any role until now. After so many years, the troops stationed in the garrison have never really solved the orcs left in the curse land. Those orcs still believe in demons. Unfortunately, the rotten nobles in Storm City do not realize the threat at all."

"But we can't be a pawn."

"Nathanos, we only realize the precursor of the crisis, we must do something." Merriel reminded that he rarely has to worry, perhaps because it is about the demon. Nathanos forgot that Merriel is the founder of the Tirisfa Parliament, and the original intention of the Parliament was to protect Azeroth from the corruption of the demons.

"I know what you think, Merriel, but I also hope you can understand the status quo of the Forgotten. Our strength is far less than that of the Alliance and the Horde. You said that we were the only one who noticed Kazak's existence. You said we were going to do something, so I can now notify the spies from all over the country to spread the news and let the Alliance and the Horde know the threat of the demons."

Faced with this set of rhetoric, Merriel was not buying it. His staff hit the ground, proclaiming his dissatisfaction, "You actually put your hope on the Alliance and the Horde. They were all licking the wounds left by the Battle of Cilicus. At this time, when asking for help, the other party could only be powerless."

"The Forgotten never does anything without profit. He has worked hard to eliminate a demon. What do we get? We get nothing, but instead make the alliance and the tribe cheaper. Don't forget that our target of revenge is not the Burning Legion, but the Scourge Legion, the Lich King." Nathanos simply stood up, his attitude was still firm, but Merell had found a way to persuade him from his words.

"What if I tell you, the Forgotten will get a lot of benefits from it?"

Nathanos turned his head and looked at him with his eyes narrowed, warning that he would better not be joking.

"Kazak's goal must be the Dark Gate, but I don't believe that there will be a new tribe behind the gate."

"Then why do we care?" Nathanos asked. He thought at first that Merriel was worried that Kazak would use the Dark Gate to invade Azeroth again, but the mage obviously did not mean that. Merriel still hasn't explained what it means.

"I have dealt with demons countless times, and their cunning is far beyond ordinary people. The Burning Legion invaded Azeroth many times, especially in the Third World War, which made them lose their troops and generals. There are not many powerful existences within the Legion. As a demon lord, Kazak must have plans to come to Azeroth alone. I don't know what it is, but think about it, Nathanos. He wants to open the door of darkness to tell you that there is another world waiting for the Forgotten Ones to explore." Merriel continued. Nathanos began to understand why he was able to cultivate the first generation of guardians, Alodi. Because his views on the world are always unique.

"I have never had hope for Drano after seeing the appearance of the Cursed Land. The energy that pollutes that land comes from the world behind the door."

"Now Drano is called Outland." Merriel corrected, and he coughed, and then said, "When I went to the Twilight Forest to perform your mission, I had seen the situation of Karazan. Dalaran's organization Violet Eye is still digging out Medivh's secrets. At the same time, I accidentally heard them mention that Kelthas and his demon master Illidan fled to Outland, and that the Blood Elf Prince has been searching for magic sources for his people in another world."

"Illidan? Did he go to the outside world?" Nathanos's eyes flashed with red light. He touched his jaw and signaled Merriel to continue.

"Yes, this is true. I have never seen Illidan, but I have heard of his greed for magic. If even he went to the outer realm, then the original world of the orcs must have a lot of magic resources for us to mine."

"This is just your guess."

Nathanos turned around, but his movements happened to reveal his inner desire, and Merriel had seen through this. The mage added fuel to the fire and deliberately added sadly: "Yes, the success rate may be only 30%.

The withered man shivered for a moment. The probability of 30% is already great. It is not a land or a city, but a huge world. The power of the Forgotten One cannot occupy the entire outer world, but it is still very simple to steal a mine or a medicine garden from it. There may even be more valuable things. For example, Ner'erzu once came from that world, and perhaps he could find some information about the Lich King during his lifetime and find out how to defeat him. Not to mention anything else, just based on this last item, Nathanos was determined to try his luck.

"You are more suitable to be a diplomat, Merell." Nathanos commented, hearing the wizard laugh, but he was not angry at all. This time he was convinced, and he rarely was convinced, and he was surprised that he could easily accept it.

"If one day the Forgotten One does not have to hide, or needs to establish diplomacy, I am willing to be a diplomat."

The Withered Snorted coldly and said seriously: "Let all spies move, collect all the recent information about demonic activities. Send scouts... No, send the death hunter to the curse land. In addition, the Watch Castle also needs to penetrate, and there is..." Nathanos paused for a moment, as if he was brewing something. He slowed down for a while before speaking in a surprisingly calm tone: "And it's Quel'thalas, it's time for the Forgotten Ones to care about the movements of the Blood Elves."

The mage behind him seemed a little surprised. Nathanos's approach could easily arouse the suspicion of some people who knew him, doubting his attempt to do so. However, Merriel almost laughed out loud. He could see that Nathanos had no selfish intentions in doing this. He wanted to know more about the situation in the outer world. The blood elves were the best breakthrough. Who told their prince to be in the outer world?

"I will tell Belmont your order, is there anything else?"

"Yes, for that strange race that fell from the sky."

After Nathanos reminded me, Merriel remembered this.
Chapter completed!