In the hotel, in the living room of Mariana's room, a small meeting was being held around the coffee table.
Distel said: "Captain Mariana, even if Michaela is really a member of the Twilight Hammer, it is meaningless for you to report him publicly in the environment just now. After all, we have no evidence."
Distel did see Mikaela with other Twilight Hammer members, and could even order other Twilight Hammer members, but the problem is that the people who are with the Twilight Hammer are not necessarily from the organization. member, so Michaela is just a suspect and needs evidence to prove it.
"I understand what you mean, Distel. Just a few unsubstantiated words cannot bring down Mikaela."
How could Mariana not know the above, but her purpose in doing so was actually: "So I didn't want to bring him down at all."
Distel asked tentatively: "So you're just spreading suspicion?"
"That's just one of the purposes."
Mariana continued: "Mikaela is too famous among our blood elves, so my goal is to get involved with him and use his reputation to build our reputation."
There is a saying that after Mariana made such a fuss, the entire fortress knew her and Michaela's names.
There's no way around it. What people like most is eye-catching content. For example, if a certain celebrity is reported to have had his house collapsed, that's news that can dominate the hot search rankings. Mariana wants this effect.
Distel sighed and turned to look at his brother A-Gump sitting next to him. After the two looked at each other, they both shrugged helplessly.
Mariana is good at everything as a captain, but her character and the way she wants to be famous are really not flattering.
At this time, Mariana had already got into her husband's arms and said coquettishly: "Agri, hug me."
Agri stretched out his majestic left hand to hug his lover. Based on his understanding of her, he knew that the latter had something to say: "What do you want to ask?"
Mariana spoke up: "What is your relationship with that orc?"
The orc mentioned above refers to the Glade Steel Ax who helped Michaela escape. Agree did not hide it: "He should be regarded as my senior brother, although we don't meet many times."
As the first batch of blood elf warriors, Agri received training from orc warriors, and Glade-Steel Ax was originally an orc warrior, so it was normal for the two to intersect.
However, Mariana's next sentence was: "What do you think of that orc's strength?"
Agree: "Glade was once a member of the orc elite force Kor'kron, and his strength is not inferior to mine."
At this point, Agri noticed Mariana's gaze and added: "Besides, Glade has his own team of adventurers, and he will not join us."
Hearing this, Mariana let out an "ugh" and sighed: "This is a pity."
Don't think that Mariana's crazy popularity is just for herself. As the leader of a team of adventurers, increasing the team's popularity is her real goal. After all, the adventurer profession is also very involved. Unknown adventurers can only do small jobs like retrieving pets. Only if you have a great reputation can you get big jobs.
In summary, Mariana sat up straight again and said, "No matter what, we must use this opportunity to make a name for ourselves, and the opportunity is coming soon!"
On the other side, Glade took Michaela, Marlenia and Minodole to join his team.
Along the way, Michaela asked many questions about the local situation, and Glade also answered them one by one.
After the forces of the Cenarion Circle entered Silithus, they renovated the fortress and explored the surrounding situation. They found that because the local Twilight Hammers were scattered and unable to form a joint force, they were unable to interfere with the forces of the Congress. .
At this time, Torina seized the opportunity and jumped out to increase her presence: "Yes, all this is due to Mikaela. Mikaela arranged it in advance and dispersed the power of the Twilight Hammer!"
Ahem, let’s ignore Torina’s nonsense and get back to the point.
But not long after, the Council discovered a problem. At the entrance of the crater to Silithus, where Staghelm Post was, there was a Twilight Hammer camp stuck there. It was precisely because of this The existence of the camp allows the Twilight Marauder troops to engage in guerrilla warfare in this area, seriously interfering with Gadgetzan's trade routes leading to the fortress.
"Well... Michaela, this is all your fault!" Torina said.
Michaela also understood that there was a flaw in her original arrangement...
"Michaela, what's wrong with you? Your face looks a little ugly." Glade noticed the change in Michaela's expression.
"No, it's nothing, continue." Michaela said it was okay and allowed the other party to continue talking.
Glade then went on to talk about the local situation.
The first is the number of troops.
The Cenarion Circle's troops came in the tens of thousands, which seemed like a lot, but was actually far less than the legions assembled by the night elves during the Battle of Quicksand thousands of years ago.
After all, a lot of things have happened within the night elves over the past thousands of years. As a result, the only one left who cares about the situation in Silithus is the Cenarion Circle, a druid organization. Obviously, the strength of one council alone is far from enough to solve the problems in Silithus.
Therefore, it also leads to the follow-up question, which is reinforcements.
Currently, the Cenarion Council has openly recruited adventurers to join the war, such as Minodole and A-Gump whom Mikaela met in the car, as well as Mariana and his wife, the team of the Glade-Steel Ax brothers, etc., are all composed of Here comes Silithus.
Mikayla added: “But we adventurers alone are still not enough.”
"Yes."
Glade nodded: "We adventurers are either individuals or teams, and the size of our organization is very limited, so the Cenarion Council asked the Alliance and the Horde for help."
The Alliance and the Horde are now the two major military groups in Azeroth. If you want to fight, they are the right ones.
However, according to Glade, the tribe's warchief Thrall has agreed to the Cenarion Council's request and is gathering troops and resources to prepare for an attack. Also because of the warchief's support, the adventurers in Silithus have Mostly tribal members.
But things are not going so well on the Alliance side. Except for the night elves, other Alliance races, especially the core race humans, live on the Eastern Continent on the other side of the sea.
To sum up, Glader believes: “I don’t think the Alliance will necessarily send troops to support Silithus.”
But Mikayla didn’t think so. Firstly, according to the game plot, the Alliance was also a participant in this war; secondly, from the perspective of real Azeroth, when the Horde has announced support, if the Alliance takes no action , then you will lose points politically.
Don’t forget, the core orcs of the tribe come from other planets and are not natives of Azeroth. Even the orcs, who are outsiders, decided to join the war, but the humans, who are native residents of Azeroth, refused...
Based on Michaela's understanding of Regent Bolvar, he would not make such a stupid decision, but the problem lies with the Black Dragon Princess beside Bolvar. The black dragon does not care about the political situation of mortals. If Ms. Presto disrupts the situation, Bolvar may not...
etc!
Mikaela raised her brows and thought to herself: The real Azeroth is not a video game. There have been situations before where the real-life plot and the game are inconsistent. Is it possible that the Alliance really chose not to participate in the war?
Damn it!
Without the Alliance's troops, even if the Horde army comes and can level the surrounding Twilight's Hammer, what should the Qiraji do behind the Gates of Ahn'Qiraj?
To put it bluntly, tribes alone are not enough!
At this moment, Michaela really wanted to rush into Stormwind City to have a good talk with Bolvar and Ms. Presto. Unfortunately, now Mikaela can only follow Glade to the room under the latter's plate to join the team and wait for the subsequent arrangements.
Michaela's worry is not delusional, because at this moment, Regent Bolvar and Auxiliary Ms. Prestor are having a heated discussion on this issue in the regent's office in Stormwind City.
"Why support Silithus!"
There is no doubt that Ms. Presto, who was standing in front of the desk, clapped her hands on the table and expressed her objection: "We are in the eastern continent. There is no point in sending troops all the way to Kalimdor!"
Bolvar, who was sitting on the chair, sighed: "Dear, this matter cannot be considered from a simple profit perspective. The tribe has agreed to participate in the war, and our alliance cannot fall behind!"
"But that doesn't make sense."
Presto said: "There is only sand in Silithus, and going there will not bring us any real benefits. You can only get a worthless name."
"That's not what it says."
Bolvar took out a letter from his desk drawer and put it on his desk: "This is the letter sent by Ms. Jaina this morning. It was written by Thrall, the green guy."
"What's in the letter?" Presto looked over.
Bolvar pointed to the content of the letter and said: "In this battle of Silithus, the Cenarion Council decided to ask the dragons to open the door to Ahn'Qiraj. They said they used some magic scepter to open the door, so they picked up the scepter. The hero selection was very good to us..."
But before Bolvar could finish speaking, Ms. Presto suddenly interrupted: "Wait a minute, did you just say dragon clan?"
Bolvar was stunned for a moment, then realized that Presto was actually a black dragon. He immediately said, "Yes, what's wrong?"
Ms. Presto did not speak immediately, but sat on the sofa next to the office and began to think. Dragons have a long lifespan. Presto, the black dragon princess Onyxia, has lived for thousands of years. Many long-term memories cannot be remembered at all if you don't think about it.
Bolvar naturally understood this, so not only did he not disturb Ms. Presto, he also handed her a cup of black tea with sugar in a very gentlemanly manner.
Presto took a small sip and felt the sweetness with her tongue. At the same time, she finally recalled the incident at that time.
"It turns out to be the Battle of Quicksand. That incident is indeed related to the Dragon Clan."
Prestor put down the tea cup and said: "Of course, our Black Dragon Legion did not participate in that war, but it seems that many interesting things happened in this war, such as the scepter fragments."
Upon hearing this, Bolvar raised his eyebrows: "You mean the scepter that opens the door to Ahn'Qiraj is incomplete!"
Presto nodded: "I seem to know what the Cenarion Council wants to do. It doesn't matter, Bolvar, I agree, send troops. In addition, I also want to talk to my brother."
"Could it be that..." Bolvar seemed to understand something.
Presto smiled and said: "Not long ago, my brother caught a little red dragon and found an item that seemed to be a fragment from the red dragon. Now it seems that it is probably one of the scepter fragments. .”
Unexpectedly, before the Cenarion Circle began to reforge the Beetle Staff, one of its fragments fell into the hands of the Black Dragon Legion...
