The guards left quickly and returned quickly. This matter is not complicated at all, it is an activity in the wild west.

Now that she has officially shown her face officially, Vanessa no longer follows the principle of secrecy, because you can't hide it if you want.

With a population of 200,000 in Stormwind City, it was naturally the focus of publicity. She set up an activity base in Stormwind City and hired a few loud voices every day to shout in the city on goats.

It was only then that Bovar remembered this incident, and the first thing that came to mind was a big sow...

To be honest, Vanessa's figure was already a bit blurred in his mind. What he cared about was the future of the kingdom, whether it was the undead or the dwarves, not some young girl.

Bolvar's wife is a priest of Lordaeron. Heimen fell under the knife of the undead 20 years ago, and his four-year-old daughter was sent away by him in pain. Now five years have passed, and he has never seen his own. Daughter, she devotes all her body and mind to the construction of the country. It can be said that Bovar has not paid much attention to women, especially young women.

Thinking of Vanessa at this time, thinking of the wild west, he turned and asked the plain-looking intelligence chief on the other side.

"Master Shaw, what's the situation in the West Wilderness now? Is that organization called Brotherhood still there?"

The intelligence leader has been downplaying his own existence. If the regent hadn’t asked, many people would automatically ignore this important minister who is not familiar with the country at all. Only a few people know that Mathias Shaw leads a group of more than 2,500 people. People's huge intelligence agency, and let this agency operate in an efficient and covert manner.

The middle-aged man had been stroking his tiger's mouth before, and he seemed not interested in any topics they discussed. At this time, when he heard the question from the regent, he replied in a slow and powerful voice: "Edwin. After the death of Van Cleef, the remnants of the Brotherhood entered Elwynn Forest, and all the backbones were hanged by you. The rest are really not worth mentioning. My intelligence network shows that they have experienced several times of cannibalism among them, and they are still using brothers Those who will be famous are probably a group of low-ranking bandits."

Bolvar nodded slightly, and was quite satisfied with the result. With a bright heart, he naturally disliked assassins, and he considered assassination a shame, a display of lack of courage and dishonor, but this method Have to say very efficient.

When the publicist of the Brew Festival passed by the Holy Light Cathedral for the fourth time, he also became a little curious about this Brew Festival and the current West Wilderness. It was so hot outside, why were they so happy?

He said softly into the air: "Master, please cast a spell and let me see what's going on in their wine festival."

As a politician, he should be cautious. At this moment, he was a little worried. What if this wine festival is under the guise of wine, secretly gathering a large number of people to carry out some kind of anti-kingdom action?

This kind of thing is not new, similar things have happened in several major kingdoms of Azeroth, he wants to see the scene with his own eyes.

There was a burst of arcane waves in the air, and three mages walked out of it.

Certainly not as good as the Magic Kingdom Dalaran, but the Stormwind Kingdom has money. These days, money sometimes has everything. The three of them are court mages, and they all have the ability to cast high-level spells. They enjoy the benefits of the royal family and the country. All kinds of funding, and usually provide some help to those in power within their ability.

"Okay." The leading old man was neither humble nor overbearing. He and the two mages directly positioned Sentinel Ridge in the Western Wilderness. The three cast spells quickly. The next moment, a slightly blurred image was transmitted.

I don't know if there is a conspiracy, but the image transmission is half a beat slower than the sound transmission, and several important officials in the conference room quickly felt the excitement of the scene! …

"Drink, drink, haha!"

"Cheers, cheers, I'm drunk? Joke! I'm not drunk!—"

"Come on dwarves, you can't lose to that fat man!"

"Fatty eat hard, hurry up! Two more jugs of wine! Get rid of the greasy food!"

The picture was finally fixed on two guys, one was a dwarf with very obvious features, the other had a brown beard, and beside him was a fat man with a bamboo hat, a wine gourd on his back, a fat man with black and white hair.

There was a pile of wine and meat in front of the two of them, and a banner not far away read the first round of the Big Eater Competition...

The sorcerer's spell immediately attracted the attention of the two of them. The fat man was the most sensitive, with a flash of light in his eyes. The dwarf was slightly worse than him, but both of them noticed it, but for several reasons, they chose to ignore it. .

"Huh? What?! Ah! God!—" The old mage was still guessing who this strange fat man was, but the next moment he found that his spells were out of control.

The spell quickly stretched not far away, as if there was a giant dragging there.

It has been researched by mages for hundreds of years, and its structure is extremely stable ~lightnovelpub.net~ The elementary farsightedness technique powered by three high-level mages will go out of control, which is incredible!

Then the spell quickly stretched, and he saw the culprit who forcibly pulled his spell, the legendary archmage Jaina Proudmoore who was not surprised by the breeze.

The other party not only controlled his spell, but also watched the situation on their side in turn.

With the eyes flowing, the old mage seemed to understand Jaina's subtext, are you full? Nothing to do, how dare you spy on me? !

As a court mage, he is not very convinced by Jaina. Although she has reached the legendary level at the age of 28, and he is still in high-level circles in his 60s, he stubbornly believes that Jaina is rich and has good teachers. , under the same conditions, I may not be worse.

The fact is similar, he only took one look at Jaina before turning his attention away from the mage, because he saw Aegwynn!

This person is completely like the patriarch. Aegwynn concealed her appearance, but her temperament and her control over arcane arts could not be concealed. The specific name was unknown. The old mage only knew this middle-aged woman Stronger than Jaina.

He is a bit smart, who would have thought that he could see several legend-level powerhouses just by looking at him casually. Isn't the West Wilderness a wasteland? What are you doing there? He is only a high-level mage and a scholar-like mage. He is not good at fighting at all. Once he is targeted by a legendary level, he will die miserably.

The old mage looked at Bovar with a stiff neck, trying to throw the pot out quickly.

The Grand Duke also has an expression of enlightenment, look, Jaina is here in person, it's a solid hammer! Said she had nothing to do with Vanessa? Who would believe it! This western wilderness is the back road arranged by the female mage. What does she want to do? Is there a change in the tribe? And, how should I deal with it?