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"Anyway, before the master comes back, we must stabilize the mood of the Forgotten, and all work will be the same." Belmont symbolically summarized, without giving any unnecessary choices, and the question of doubting the prospects of the Forgotten was not taken seriously. "We have a more difficult problem right now."

He handed out a tightly tied paper roll. He handed it to Veronala, who was closest to him, and passed it down. When the Dark Ranger saw the wax seal, he immediately widened his eyes. It was a red wax seal with a symbolic seal of the tribe.

She immediately knew who wrote the letter. "Tribe? This seems not to be written by our spies."

Belmont nodded. "It's not." His orange eyes locked the letter in Veronara's hand: "This is a letter from the tribe chief."

"Hellscream?" Prefest was surprised. "What is written in the letter?"

"You can see it yourself." Veronara handed the letter in her hand to the Death Knight. Just as the Death Knight was reading the letter, she said: "I want to know the attitude of Lord Wither than the content in the letter. He should have thought of this step. Not only did he leave alone, but he also announced his identity to the world before leaving. These are all things we don't know."

Prefist gave the letter to North with a gloomy face. The commander of the Death Knight put his hands on his hips and looked at Belmont with suspicious eyes. It was obvious that he also agreed with Veronara's words.

When North passed the letter to Tatecer and Tatecer handed it to Merell, the mage waved his hand and said he had already known what was written in the letter.

"Sadly, the master did not give clear instructions."

"Then we can't make the decision on this matter." Veronara stood up, "What's important is how to reply to Hellscream."

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Storm City

"Shall, is there any new news?"

"The Forgotten, Your Majesty, in the northern part of the Eastern Kingdom. You should have heard of them. My news is about them. And..."

He suddenly stopped talking, and it was Rogers who interrupted him. The Air Force General looked at the Master of Spy in disappointment, "We are discussing the issue of the tribe, Shore. Let the undead go to hell."

"No, this may have something to do with the league," Varian said, "Shall, keep talking."

The leader of the MI7th Department nodded and continued: "The Forgotten has always been a mysterious organization. The first time they were exposed to the world was the incident of the Heavenly Trip Gate. For a long time, our spies sent people to investigate the organization many times, but they had no results. Until recently, the spies who monitored Orgrimmar sent messages, and Hellscream sent messengers to contact the undead..."

"Holy Light!" Gene said in a heavy voice, "Hellscream has fallen to the point of colluding with the Undead Natural Scourge?"

Shore shook his head and said in a calmer voice, and he also hoped that the werewolf king would calm down. "The Forgotten Ones are not the Scourge. They have also contributed to defeating the Lich King, and Tyrio, the great lord of the Silver Northern Expedition Army, can testify."

"So tell me that the rotten and chaotic brain of the Forsaken One can tell the difference between good and evil?" Gene continued. "Don't forget that they captured Fort Rapids and Ultralank, and both cities in the past alliance were under their control."

Shantis raised his hand to stop the dispute between Shore and Gene, saying: "The problem now is not to distinguish between them and the Scourge, but whether they will join the tribe. If they choose Garrosh's camp, we will face new enemies."

These words were recognized by most people. Jaina stood aside and remained silent. She was already very nervous at the moment with a calm appearance. Not long ago, Sylvanas made her know that Nathanos was still alive. Although the female mage and the alliance hero were not a friend of life and death, the instructions that Nathanos wanted her to take his parents many years ago were always the guilt in Jaina's heart. She only took his father away, and his mother did not escape the fate of destruction. Now, people in the map room have been discussing the issue of Forgotten, and it will not take long to shift the topic to the Forgotten leader. When Shore mentioned the origin of the mysterious organization, her heart was already in her throat.

"This is a question worth exploring about who created the Forgotten, His Majesty the King." Shore sighed, as if he didn't want to speak about it.

"I heard Danas mention the performance of the Forgotten when attacking the Rapids. Their army is well-trained, well-equipped, and even has a navy. The guy who can command such a large army must have a considerable background."

The Master of Spy nodded with a heavy face, "In fact, everyone present has heard of him more or less. He calls himself the Withering One, a name that sounds very desolate. But except for Archbishop Veren and Cardore's friends, the rest of you all have some interactions with this person." As he said that, his eyes swept over Gene, Muradin, Varian, and Jaina in turn.

"I know? I don't remember knowing a dead soul!"

"So too!" Muladin touched his beard, "I only remember that I had split the undead's head."

Jaina didn't say a word, but just waited in pain for Shore to reveal the truth. She regretted not letting Sylvanas follow her, and was a little glad that the Ranger General was not here.

"That's because you don't know his name." Shore coughed and said, "We have confirmed from many sources that the Forgotten leader is the Withered, but his real name is Nathanos Maris."

"This is impossible!" Muladin roared loudly. Gene also stared at the spy master with wide eyes. Jaina found that Varian's expression was the same as him.

"Nathanos... is he still alive?" The dwarfs representing the Bronzebeard tribe in the Three Hammers could not believe their ears. In his memory, in addition to him, most of the people who were persecuted by the fallen prince Arthas have disappeared from the world. He did not recognize the few surviving ones, but now he heard a familiar name. "Nathanos, Arthas's best friend, is also my old friend. I didn't expect..."

Gene took over the right to speak, and he was also very surprised, "I remember this man participated in the Second War and the later expedition to Delano. Although he did not have any military rank, he was well-known to many people with his unique command. How could such a person become the villain in commanding the undead army? I really can't understand."

"I also have some impression of this name." Fistard Manchuk, the lord of the Wild Hammer Dwarf, spoke: "I still remember that Ronin also had this person in his operation to investigate the orcs in Grembato. How much did he do?"

"The key point is not his lifetime." Shore pointed out the key to the problem. "The key point is that he still exists, in the form of a dead body. Many years ago, the MI7 launched an encirclement against him. Now it seems that the secret encirclement was not successful."

"So was his revenge on the Alliance to capture Rapids?"

"If so, he should continue to expand. But he did not send anyone to attack our strongholds in Hillsbrad and the Plagueland."

"Maybe they were thinking about threatening us with the living people from the strongholds." Rogers spoke in a shocking way, especially shocking Jaina. Now Theramore is close to Ultraman. Does Nathanos have the same purpose to help them escape to their territory?

Just as Jaina was measuring the authenticity of her guess, she found that everyone's eyes were once again focused on her.

"Gianna, your city is now close to Ultratown," Varian said worriedly.

Taking a few deep breaths, the female mage tried to relax her whole body, and replied, "There is one thing I have never told you, because I am afraid you will misunderstand, but now I have to say it." It's great that Sylvanas is not here. She thought again. "The plan for Hellscream to attack Theramore was not found by our intelligence organization, but by the messenger of the Forsaken. They helped me and Theramore. With this move, I don't believe they are as evil as the Scourge."

Everyone was shocked. Jaina originally wanted to say that the way to teleport away a city was Nathanos told Sylvanas. However, the alliance was hostile to the undead, and Sylvanas chose to know that Nathanos was still alive, which would definitely be regarded as a betrayal. Furthermore, it is not clear whether Nathanos had any other intentions to get Theramore into the giant pit of Dalaran. After thinking about it over and over again, Jaina chose to conceal this matter.

Shore's heart tightened and the first to recover from the description of the female mage. "The information about Garrosh's secret war was almost top secret, but the Forgotten could find out. It seemed that the Withered Spy was working very hard." Nathanos - this name has long been the hero of the alliance. Now Shore is more willing to use the Withered Sword to call the person he mentioned.

"It is possible that since the tribe has been penetrated so deeply by them, what about the alliance? Will the content of our current meeting be known to Nathanos?" Gene looked at Shore. The spy master was silent. He dared not make a decision on what he was not sure about.

"In this way, the Forgotten is the enemy of the Alliance." The King said.

This made Jaina immediately object with excitement: "They saved my city."

"Maybe just make your people ready to resist the tribes for a little longer, and then they can take advantage of the rest of the world."

"Maybe they want to get our approval?" Jaina said, feeling her guess was likely, but she noticed that Rogers and Gene showed disdainful eyes.

"Whose recognition is obtained?" Rogers burst out. "We all know how evil the transformation of the undead witchcraft is, such as Arthas, Alexandros Moglani, and..." The Air Force General noticed the king's warning eyes. She almost mistook the name of the former Regent of Stormwind, and hurriedly changed his words: "Do they remember who they are? Don't mention the Forsakens we are unfamiliar with, even the familiar Archerus Death Knights, even without the Scourge, they are also a group of terrifying guys."

"The Forgotten is not a natural disaster." Jaina reminded her again, "they have been recognized by the Ashes, and some of them remember who they were and still miss their living relatives."

"So are you going to play the role of a diplomat again?" Varian Changmei Yixuan. He saw the anger in Jaina's eyes, but he did not give the other party a chance to continue speaking, and said in advance: "You are not suitable for making any decisions now, your mood..."

"It's very calm," replied Jaina. "I want to thank you for your concern. I will return to my city and prepare for my decision."

"Gianna, you are attending the King's meeting!" Varian's voice remained kind.

The female mage's face suddenly disappeared. She immediately lowered her head. "If there is any offense, I apologize to you, Your Majesty."

"You didn't offend me," Varian said. "It's not wrong for a person to have his own point of view. But why not listen to others?"

As he finished speaking, Jaina's eyes tried to find a face that could support herself.

"You can't do this!" A man whom Jaina had never imagined stood up and stopped her. Priestess Tyrande served the kind moon god Elune. Jaina originally thought she would have a different view. "They are all dead!" said the leader of Cardore calmly, "It's worse than death. Can you imagine their living relatives' mood to see them now? The loved ones are left in this world with only some wreckage of walking. That's what no one wants to see. People would rather remember what they were like. Remember that they were once full of vitality, health, happiness... they were once living people."

"I suggest this too." Archbishop Villen's words surprised Jaina. This wise man trusted by Naru should be able to understand the power of the Holy Light better than most people and understand how it will change the mind and mind. He even escaped from his planet with Naru's help, which made some of Delaney's tribe survive. After noticing Jana's suspicion and confusion, the elder Delaney walked step by step to the female mage: "I agree with Tyrande's view. Don't forget the fact that they were cursed by death, they deserve mercy. But if we really care about them, we should try to make them truly die, rather than continue to be what they are now."

"That... is really cruel! They clearly have their own reason. The people who care deeply not only do not accept them, but also want to destroy them. Do you think their souls can rest?" Jaina gritted her teeth and turned her head to the side. Villen retreated with a guilty look. Tyrand stopped talking.
Chapter completed!