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The female warrior must continue to stay in Kul Tiras to learn the abilities of the Tide Seer in order to be useful one day in the future.

The return journey went smoothly. Before arriving at the Eastern Kingdom, Nathanos decided to land at Burningwood Village in Shadowfang Castle. The trip to Zandalar was only a two-day round trip, and he hoped nothing would happen.

The Wither Sword is the exclusive ship of the Wither, and its arrival means the arrival of the supreme leader of the Forsaken. Burning Wood Village has long been under martial law. On the dock, an elite Royal Terror Guard guard is waiting solemnly.

.In addition, there are two other people in the waiting crowd.

Nathanos saw them from a distance: Veronara and Belmont. Shadowfang Castle was guarded by the dark rangers, and Veronara's appearance was reasonable. The Blightcaller's eyes returned to Belmont. His heart skipped a beat.

The child sank.

The Dark Blade Commander was accompanied by the Dark Blade Leader. Nathanos could clearly see the serious looks on their two faces. It looked like something had happened.

The Withered Sword slowly sailed into the port. The dark clouds had almost dissipated. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the harbor below. There was a sparkling light on the sea.

"What happened?" Nathanos stepped off the ship. The Terror Guards on both sides of the passage saluted neatly. But their master had no time to pay attention to them now.

Veronara and Belmont glanced at each other. Nathanos had already foreseen that whatever they were about to say would make him furious.

Finally, it was Veronara who spoke: "Did someone from the Silver Covenant come?"

Sylvanas Nathanos stared at the Dark Ranger and motioned for her to continue.

"That man is in Shadowfang Castle. He has something important to tell you."

Compared to who it was, Nathanos was curious about what made Veronara become so coquettish. But it was also easy to understand. The Dark Ranger Commander must have known the news brought by the Silver Covenant messenger.

"Take me to see him." He sighed in his heart.

…

Nathanos handed his weapon to the guard and took the lead into the meeting hall. He needed a moment to stabilize his emotions before he could listen to the Silver Covenant's message. Did Sylvanas have something to tell him?

Why didn't she talk to him face to face instead of sending a messenger? This approach was too formal and a bit unfamiliar.

After waiting for a while, Veronara's people brought the messenger to Nathanos.

"I think... I've seen you before." The Blighter looked at the other person up and down.

"My name is Lancebor," the elf paused, thinking about what name to call Nathanos. "We have met in Northrend, Your Majesty."

Sylvanas's lieutenant? There is indeed a relationship between them. To be precise, it was a cooperation. They went deep into Icecrown Citadel to find a way to defeat Arthas.

"Tell me, what kind of bad news have you brought me." The Forgotten King only gave a simple order. Based on Lansper's face, it was easy to tell that his words must be gloomy.

.

Lansdowne suddenly lost his etiquette, and instead took a step forward, shouting excitedly: "It's the general, the general, she's missing."

Nathanos blinked, not understanding what these words meant, nor did he expect Lansper to say these words. The simple meaning of the words also made him nervous.

"Gone? What do you mean?" Nathanos's voice suddenly rose.

"Just yesterday, the Silver Covenant received a letter from the Forsaken. The letter is top secret, and only General Sylvanas can open it. The general left Theramore after reading the content of the letter, and it is still missing today.

No news."

In most cases, Nathanos would not be emotional, but this time, he allowed his anger to control him. Lansper exclaimed. No one noticed. Nathanos raised his head and shook it hard. The elf felt it.

An invisible hand grabbed his throat tightly, and he was lifted up.

"His Majesty!"

"He is innocent, Your Majesty."

Belmont and Veronara quickly dissuaded him. Nathanos took a deep breath before regaining his strength. He gritted his teeth and controlled his impulse. His whole body stiffened. The muscles of his jaw twitched uncontrollably.

He was not in the Eastern Kingdom at all in the past two days, so it was impossible to deliver a message to Sylvanas. Nathanos almost shouted out his inner thoughts. He looked at Belmont with questioning eyes. The Dark Blade leader must give him

An explanation.

"Your Majesty, before you came back, something unusual happened at Maris Farm. All our soldiers stationed there died..."

Before he could finish his words, Nathanos punched the table. "The garrison at Maris Farm is my chosen elite guard! Who is the attacker?"

To Nathanos's disappointment, Belmont's reply was to shake his head. "There were no traces left at the scene to prove the identity of the attacker. However, we found this at the scene."

The Dark Blade leader held a piece of black cloth that had been folded several times in his palm and opened it without saying a word.

"This arrow!" Nathanos picked up the item wrapped in black cloth, frowning. He tightened his lips and said in a deep voice: "This belongs to Sylvanas."

The words suddenly stopped. No one could find a suitable reason to explain why Sylvanas' bow and arrows were left on the scene when Marris Farm was attacked.

"The general will never attack you." Lansper explained hurriedly.

No one here would think that. Nathanos glared at him.

"There has to be some connection between these two things," Belmont said.

"We have examined the remains of those soldiers. They suffered the same trauma and should be from the same person." Veronara added.

"You can kill my elite soldiers alone?" Nathanos's expression became even darker. If the other party is his enemy, then the attacker is evil.

There was an evil power on this arrow that he had never seen before. Nathanos kept groping for the arrow with his thumb. When he thought that Sylvanas might be in danger, the cold feeling of metal penetrated into his body.

in vivo.

"All spies and secret agents have been sent out, Your Majesty." Belmont bowed deeply. He knew the significance of Sylvanas to Nathanos. "We are doing our best to find the whereabouts of Ms. Sylvanas.

"

"That's too slow. She may have an accident at any time." Nathanos tightened his bow and arrow, "I want to go to Maris Farm in person, right away!"

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Nathanos swung the horse's reins hard, but it couldn't run any faster. At this moment, the Blightcaller hated himself for not strengthening the horse's speed when he created it.

During that night, he and his followers walked at full speed without saying another word.

He fell deeply into thinking, what happened to Sylvanas? She was a battle-experienced ranger, who could threaten her? And even if she could pose a threat, she would have a way to escape.

Unless the people who were against her were so powerful that she had no chance of escaping. Nathanos came up with this idea reluctantly. But the soldiers who died under the attack...

He hoped Sylvanas was just hiding.

Arriving at his past home, Nathanos jumped off before his mount could stop. He looked around, hoping to see the shadow of Sylvanas, but he immediately realized how stupid his behavior was.

.The people from Belmont must have carefully inspected this place. Veronara may have seen it too.

"We have no trace of damage here, Your Majesty." Belmont said behind him.

Nathanos did not turn his head, but gritted his teeth. He believed that what Belmont said was true, but maybe the traces had been removed by the attacker. The clues that could still be found at the scene might also be the attacker's.

Deliberately left to laugh at their use.

"Give me that arrow, and then you go and guard the surrounding areas and don't come near."

When everyone retreated, Nathanos looked directly at his house - holding Sylvanas' arrow tightly in his hand.

The buildings on the farm and the arrow in his hand can be used as reference objects. The power of time will allow him to see the past of these two things.

He tried to do this, wanting to see with his own eyes the truth of what was happening here. Golden sand lingered at his fingertips. Nathanos released it and manipulated it to cover the hillside where Maris Farm was located.

Originally everything was normal, but just when it was about to be completed, the fine sand floating in the air suddenly changed its trajectory and escaped from the control of his consciousness.

Gradually, they gathered and took shape in front of him - a person. The sand formed the shape of this person.

Nathanos pulled out Salameni and prepared for battle. Although he had not expected this situation, it was considered an indirect success.

"Hello, Nathanos Blightcaller."

This voice was a little strange to Nathanos, but also a little familiar, and it gave him an inexplicable fear.

"I'm really sorry to talk to you this way, but I can't wait to see you face to face."

"Who are you? Where is Sylvanas?" The angry words rushed out of Nathanos's throat. However, the other party did not answer him and just continued what he wanted to say. Only then did Nathanos understand,

That person did not appear, but in front of him were fragments of words left in advance. As long as someone wants to pry into the past here, this 'mechanism' will be triggered.

"I heard that you are the king of the Forsaken. I never thought that you would be obsessed with power. It seems that we are very different. It doesn't matter, maybe we will have a chance to create common ground. How about we meet first. Just then

Baihu Temple in two days. The fun is about to begin."

White Tiger Temple? Garrosh Nathanos immediately thought of it.

"However, I hope this is a little secret between you and me, Blighter. You'd better not interfere with what happens in the White Tiger Temple. Otherwise, it will be difficult for me to guarantee Sylvanas' life."

The last words made Nathanos rush forward and cut through the figure formed by the yellow sand with a sword. He gritted his teeth angrily, and had sworn a thousand poisonous oaths in his heart to make this man pay the price.

He vented in his heart for a while before he recovered. Later, Nathanos tried a few more times, but the power of time he released no longer worked. Everything was normal in the past time at Maris Farm. Obviously,

Someone hid the truth, just like Tyrande did during the first trial in White Tiger Temple.

Such a deliberate move here deliberately left him a clue - the White Tiger Temple two days later. Nathanos summoned Belmont and asked him relevant questions.

Belmont replied: "Two days later, the gods of Pandaria will announce the outcome of Garrosh's trial."

Are Garrosh's people causing trouble?

"Tell me, what's going on with the Dragonmaw clan in Grim Batol?"

"They have gathered a lot of people, all of whom served in Garrosh's army in the past. Dragonmaw Warlord Zaira has also returned and ordered her people to step up their training. Maybe they will take action in the near future."
To be continued...