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The rebuilding of Lordaeron continues.

Nathanos was riding a skeleton horse on his way to the embassy. He could check on his progress along the way. Grand Executor Mortus and the undead guards Sansa and Malcolm followed him.

"City Gate." When the Withered One saw the grand building gate of Lordaeron, he waved to the busy workers above. When the Forsaken conquered Lordaeron, the city gate was the most severely damaged, but compared with

Correspondingly, it was also the first facility to be repaired.

After just a cursory glance, Nathanos was very satisfied with the solid structure of this heavy building and nodded approvingly.

City walls, towers, castles, etc., and the unfinished buildings in the distance are also being restored. Soon, the Forgotten will have the most majestic city.

"The mood of the People's Action is very high. Master, the reconstruction work of Lordaeron will be completed soon." Mortus said smoothly. He had been holding a thick stack of documents in his hand, which were all kinds of things.

record. "But another project seems..."

"Is there a problem?" Nathanos glanced at Mortus. He knew what the other project was, but others did not, such as most of the Forsaken, Alliance and Horde.

"No, no, no, Lord Gizlock promises to complete the task and satisfy you." Mortus explained, "It's just that he is worried about the cost of the project. Especially this huge expenditure is entirely funded by the Forgotten Ones.

The finances will be borne by you alone. He hopes that you can accept the tribe’s assistance as soon as possible.”

The underground city must be completely completed by the Forsaken themselves. The displeasure on Nathanos's face was fleeting. Before preparing to capture Lordaeron, he judged that it might be difficult for the Forsaken to expand their territory in the future. In this case

, it is better to create more living space. During the raid on Lordaeron through the sewers, he decided to build an underground city, just like Maraudon.

The Blighter did not speak out his true thoughts. Sometimes, what he values ​​​​may not be recognized by all those who follow him, such as Gizlok. The goblin values ​​​​money, and he cares more about the position of the Forgotten. Caught in

Between the Alliance and the Horde, only by handling things diplomatically can we have both sides.

"For us, money is not the most important thing." Nathanos said, "That project certainly requires gold coins and various resources. However, the immediate benefits are only short-lived. We still have a long way to go.

"

There will be more and more troubles in the future.

Mortus said nothing more and continued to follow Nathanos to the tribal embassy. Interestingly, as soon as they arrived at their destination, they heard the voice of another goblin. The other person seemed to be very enthusiastic.

"It should be Gazlowe, the leader of Ratchet City."

"Old friends." Nathanos smiled. He jumped off the skeleton horse and walked towards the tribal guards at the entrance of the embassy.

The guards had discovered him a long time ago and confirmed that there was no mistake. After one of the tribal soldiers went in to report, he walked into the door of the embassy. Suddenly, he turned back to Mortus and said: "Send a team of terrorist guards over to clear the streets.

"

Mortus noticed something was wrong in his master's eyes. He reacted and said cooperatively: "As you command."

The embassy was rebuilt according to the specifications of old Lordaeron. Although it was a human building, Nathanos hoped that a few members of the tribe could get used to it.

When they saw Eitrigg, they all stood up and faced the door. As soon as Nathanos appeared, they immediately saluted him in the manner of their respective races.

The atmosphere seemed serious...Nathanos smiled, looked at Gazlowe, raised his voice and said, "Friends of the tribe also have the value of long-term cooperation."

These words had different effects. The one with the biggest smile on his face was naturally Gazlowe, because Nathanos heard what he just said. Followed by Eitrigg and Lorkan, while Lor'themar and Ji

There is no change in expression.

Nathanos handed Salamani to Malcolm, nodded and motioned for them to wait outside, and then he said: "Welcome, everyone. I have kept you waiting."

Eitrigg put his hand on his chest again, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Master of the Forsaken. It will be worth the wait."

"I hope you are satisfied with the Forsaken hospitality."

Since the Forsaken do not need to eat, and it is estimated that no living person would be willing to eat food cooked by the dead, Mortus suggested hiring chefs from neutral forces everywhere, which was approved by Nathanos.

"I didn't expect to find the best food and fine wine in Lordaeron... Uh... I mean, your arrangement is perfect," Gazlowe said, although it sounded different.

, but the goblins will only show their word art on the contract. "Nice to meet you."

"Ratchet City used to be a trading haven for Forsaken adventurers. I hope we can maintain such transactions in the future."

It doesn’t matter what others think of Gazlowe, this is good news for him anyway. He has gained something even before the mission is completed.

"Of course, of course." Gazlowi assured, "Mutual benefit is the way to make money."

On the right side of the goblin, the legendary shadow hunter Rokan covered his mouth with his fist, coughed slightly, and signaled Gazlowe to stop quickly, they still have business to do.

"Your Excellency, the Blightcaller, we have brought condolences from Vol'jin, the chief of the tribe. He thanked you for your contribution in the battle to attack Orgrimmar." Eitrigg said a short paragraph of frontier language, and he originally planned to continue.

The cooperation and perfect coordination between the Forsaken and the Horde warriors on the battlefield gave Nathanos a sense of belonging in the Horde, and he decided to join the Horde.

His idea was too idealistic. Eitrigg understood, especially when Nathanos raised his hand to interrupt what he had not finished saying, he was even more convinced that this negotiation had just begun.

"If it was just to say thank you, Warchief Vol'jin wouldn't have sent so many people to Lordaeron. He must have a lot of things to tell me. Don't worry, we might as well sit down and talk slowly." The Blighter clapped his hands,

Many Forsaken attendants approached outside the door. Their appearance and limbs were all intact. They were dressed in waiter's clothes. They held various delicacies in their hands and placed them on the negotiation table. "Fill your belly and your tongue will also be full."

Be smart. Please take a seat."

Everyone took their seats, and a Forsaken service member served everyone a glass of wine. Nathanos raised his glass: "Celebrating the end of the war."

Eitrigg and Lorkan nodded, but no one actually touched the food on the table.

"This conversation between us has nothing to do with these foods, everyone. I don't like strict rules and etiquette, so please feel free to do it."

The first person to pick up the food was Gazlowe. Nathanos was glad Vol'jin sent him, wise choice...

The food was eaten up quickly. There were enough drinks to help people move the food down their throats. When everyone was full, Nathanos did not waste time and said straight to the point: "Actually, I also have something to do.

Speak to Chief Wo'jin."

He noticed some surprise or curiosity in everyone's eyes.

"The Forsaken captured many prisoners during the battle in Orgrimmar. I am worried about what to do with them. If they are released directly, some of them fanatics who are still foolishly loyal to Garrosh will probably give you

Create trouble."

I don't know why, when Ji heard these words, his eyes trembled a little.

"What you said is very correct." Rokan said, "Chief Vol'jin also adopts a cautious attitude towards the war criminals imprisoned in Orgrimmar. However, as his representative, I am very grateful that you did not execute them directly...

The troll's brain changed and he asked: "Are they okay now?"

"Don't worry, they are fine and have not suffered any torture." Nathanos did not intend to tell the tribe that the war criminals were being held in Durnholde Castle, lest they be mistakenly thought that it was a humiliation to them. If it were not for the prisoners

Too many, the Forsaken don't have a large enough prison, and Nathanos won't reopen the old prison camp.

What is worth thinking about is that after the Blighter deliberately mentioned the issue of prisoners of war, Rokan or Eitrigg did not raise the issue of how to hand over the prisoners. Their indifferent attitude surprised Nathanos.

"One more thing." Nathanos changed the subject. "I have received news that the alliance's mission is on its way."

The tension in the room had dissipated, but these words made the atmosphere become cold and stalemate again. Even Gazlowe, who was enjoying his meal, stopped. The flickering candlelight cast vague shadows on the wall.

Swaying in the firelight.

For the tribe members here, everything is going so smoothly, but even if these tribe members can predict this situation, they are not willing to see it when it comes. The purpose of the alliance must be to prevent

The Forsaken join the Horde.

The sound of moving stones and the clanking of iron tools outside the embassy became clear and variable with the silence. On the opposite side, Nathanos heard Ji take a long breath.

"Then how do you plan to treat them?" Lor'themar said without saying a word. The ranger lord pressed the bridge of his nose.

"The Pandaren of the Water and Earth Sect have a saying..." Nathanos looked at Ji. "It's called having friends come from afar. Of course, the Forsaken must treat guests well."

"The Alliance has always controlled the Eastern Kingdom in the past." Eitrigg said, "Now that the Forgotten are proud in the north of this continent, they certainly don't want to see it. Maybe this time, they are here to provoke."

"Then let them talk." Nathanos cheered everyone and smiled at each other, "If you want to be friends, the Forgotten are welcome. If there is a war, we will always be with you."

"Cheers to your courage, especially yours, Lord Wither." Rokan raised his glass to smooth things over. The other tribe members also understood that they could not discuss the alliance in front of the wither. The reason why the master of the Forsaken brought the alliance to the soon-to-be

The news that arrived told them that they were expected to take action. Moreover, they had to do something.

"Master?" Mortus came to the door of the room quietly.

"What's up?"

"The envoys of the Silver Crusade have arrived."

"Really? It's finally here." Nathanos smiled, "I have more Crusaders prisoners than Garrosh's soldiers, and I want to hand them over to Fording."

Eitrigg and Lorkan looked at each other.

"Everyone, please use it slowly." Nathanos left his seat and put his hands flat to prevent those who were enjoying the food from getting up. "If you need anything, just ask Mortus."

The chief executive standing at the door bowed.

Everyone watched Nathanos strut away with his head held high. Except Ji, because his eyes were always closed, as if this meeting had nothing to do with him.

"He doesn't want the Forsaken to join the Horde. That's my conclusion." Lor'themar crossed his arms over his chest.

Eitrigg looked back at him, "Before setting off from Quel'Thalas, I asked the regent why she sent you as a representative. She was right, you are more of a politician than a ranger."

"I will take your words as a compliment, Eitrigg. But now we must decide what to do. It would be a waste of time to continue to persuade Nathanos. If Vol'jin has no other tasks, I suggest that we

End this mission."

"We have gained nothing so far." Gazlowe thought for a moment and changed his words: "No, we may be able to get back the prisoners of war related to Garrosh."

The boss of Ratchet City didn't know why, but his slightly shrill voice seemed to wake Ji up. The Pandaren ended his meditation posture and left the room with steady steps without saying a word.

"Uh, what happened to him?" Gazlowi asked.
To be continued...