A guardian of the Tirisfal Council, a guardian of the world, a wanderer in the star realm, and the most powerful mortal race mage in the world of Azeroth, sitting at his short desk, asking himself "asking" for dinner,
Prell felt that the world was playing a joke on him.
Seeing that Prell was still standing motionless in front of the window, as if he felt that the small chair was uncomfortable, Medivh changed his posture again and said: "Is this how the great chief of the Kingdom of Thresh entertains guests?
?”
Prell finally woke up and said, "I'm going to ask someone to prepare food." Medivh lifted up his black cloak for the first time and said, "If there is wine, then bring more."
Prell suddenly had infinite absurd delusions, but he still walked out of the study and found a guarding kobold soldier, asking him to go to the kitchen to get more food and wine for him.
As the great chief of the Kingdom of Thresh, Prell does not live alone. He, Belga, Snu, Rexxar, Lao Chen and others all live in a row of houses, each with their own separate room.
It's a small benefit for the kingdom's senior officials.
But at this time, Lexa and Lao Chen were hanging out in the garrison camp. Rather than dealing with government affairs, the two preferred to hang out with the tauren instructors and kobold soldiers.
Belgar, Snu, and Lestalen stayed with Tamra and others, studying how to teach the kobold spellcasters to learn and comprehend new spells.
In fact, at dusk, the population of Rolling Rock Castle is reduced by at least half. The kobolds prefer to live in the mines, and even some of the garrison have to return to the caves. This is the racial nature of the kobolds and cannot be changed for a while.
Prell, Belga, and Snu have become accustomed to life outside the cave. They rarely stay in the mine, so they are given the honorific title "Sunwalker" by other kobolds.
Prell and others' three meals were mainly served by a tauren and a kobold cook. They originally served in the garrison. After all, most of the residents of Rolling Rock Castle were actually soldiers of the garrison.
Two kobold soldiers quickly brought two wooden trays of food and a small can of fruit wine. Prell didn't want them to see Medivh, so he took the wooden tray, but another attentive kobold soldier still carried the wooden tray.
Pan followed in.
Medivh seemed to have cast some kind of spell. The kobold soldier did not notice the third person in the study. He carefully placed the wooden plate on the table and then retreated.
Prell closed the door and said enviously: "Magics are always so powerful!" Medivh laughed. He held the jar of fruit wine and sniffed it under his nose. He looked like an old drunkard.
Then he was a little disappointed. Prell said: "We kobolds never make wine. These fruit wines are obtained from the tauren. The food is simple, but this is the best thing we can provide!"
Medivh immediately put away the expression on his face. As Prell said, the food on the table was indeed very simple, a piece of barbecue, no one could tell what kind of animal it was, a plate of rabbit meat, a small plate of wild berries, and a small plate of wild berries.
A bowl of thick soup and two plates of mixed meat.
Medivh said: "This barbecue belongs to the Thunder Lizard. It seems that you got it from the tauren. What is this? Snake meat? Oh my God, do you kobolds eat everything? And this plate is
What?"
Prior said, "That's gopher meat!"
Medivh's eyes widened: "Rat meat?" Apparently this plate of meat finally made his usually restrained expression lose control. Prell said: "The digger is a type of field mouse. Don't worry, we kobolds don't eat it.
The kind that comes from house mice. You can taste it, and if it doesn’t taste good, put it aside.”
Then he picked up two thin wooden sticks from the wooden tray and placed them in front of Medivh. He picked up the clay pot and poured Medivh a glass of fruit wine.
Medivh looked at the two small wooden sticks in confusion. Prell was very proud. He picked up a piece of snake meat with another pair of wooden sticks and threw it into his mouth. While chewing, he said: "This is the tableware I invented, called chopsticks."
."
Medivh used it clumsily. He was a very smart man. He asked Pleir to demonstrate it twice and quickly learned it. This shocked Pleir because so far, the only old panda man in the entire Rolling Rock Canyon was
Chen Yi learned how to use chopsticks.
So Medivh slowly and slowly cut the barbecue with a copper knife, held the meat slices with chopsticks, and drank fruit wine. Looking at his eating movements, he looked like an aristocrat.
Medivh had a good appetite, or a big appetite. He ate all the food that was brought to him, and then said with unfinished content: "Can I have another can of fruit wine? The tauren are good at craftsmanship. Let's drink it as a drink."
If so, it’s very delicious!”
So Prell asked the soldier to bring him a can of fruit wine. He noticed that Medivh looked very relaxed, maybe something good had affected his mood.
Noticing that in the whole study, only two candles were lit on the dining table and the small cabinet at the door, and the light in the room was a bit dim, Medivh held the staff and paused lightly, and the two candles suddenly gave off a shining light.
Miraculously, the candle did not burn faster because the flame became brighter.
Prell has been silent. He felt that Medivh suddenly found him and he must have something to say. Medivh was already full of wine and food. He sat at the desk, poured a wooden glass of wine for Prell, and then
He leaned back against the table.
"You asked me to pay more attention to the Deadwind Pass and Dusk Forest, so I went back to my former mage Takarazhan to take a look. Although I don't know where you got the news from, or whether the Holy Light can really tell you
Some things, but I want to say, thank you, respected Kobold War Chief, I met an old friend for many years, and, my son!"
When he said the last sentence, Medivh's pale face was filled with unstoppable joy. He even stood up, bent down and bowed to Prell.
Prell accepted his gratitude calmly and said, "So, your son should be about 15 years old, right?" Upon hearing Prell's question, Medivh immediately forgot the age of the kobold in front of him, and
Like all proud old fathers, he said with emotion: "Yes, he is already 16 years old and will soon become an adult!"
"The only pity is that I didn't accompany him during his childhood. This is my dereliction of duty as a father!" Facing Prell, for some reason, Medivh no longer hid some of his thoughts and expressions.
, said the words happily.
"Then your old friend must have given him the best education!" Prell said. Medivh shook his head: "I just glanced at them from a distance. In fact, that old friend is not mine.
A friend, but a friend of my mother’s, but I believe that his character and ability will definitely give Mai De’an a good and happy childhood! Oh, by the way, my son’s name is Mai De’an!”
Prior curled his lips secretly. He already knew his son's name. It was obvious that Medivh just "looked at it from a distance". He smiled and asked: "So, have you seen Garona?"
Medivh shook his head again: "I don't know if she is still alive. If she is still alive, I don't know where she is hiding."
Prell said with some pride: "I know that she is now in the Twilight Highlands. Grim Batol, the former city of the Wildhammer dwarves, was occupied by the Dragonmaw clan of the orcs. Ms. Garona is mixing among the scattered orcs.
."
Medivh was taken aback. This time he believed what Prell said and murmured: "Is she planning something?" This was a soliloquy, so Prell did not answer.
Then Medivh took out a rolled piece of parchment from his waist and handed it to Prell: "I don't know what writing this is, but I think you might be able to learn something through the Holy Light."
Prell took it and unfolded it, looked at it carefully, and frowned: "This is a letter from the Twilight Hammer Cult. It is written in a complex code, mixed with at least two elements from orcs and humans.
The text of this race contains fervent prayers, hoping that the true God they believe in will one day return to the world."
"The Twilight's Hammer Cult?" Medivh heard about this sect for the first time and looked confused. Prell pointed to the lower left corner of the parchment, where there was a small bright red seal, which was a long handle.
Square hammer, surrounded by red wings.
"Gul'dan once had a student of the ogre race, Kor'gall, who was the first ogre magician on the planet Draenor and the chief of the Twilight Hammer clan. The only thing I can confirm is that this ogre is still
Alive, but I don’t know where he is hiding. Where did you get this letter?”
Medivh hesitated for a moment and said: "Outside the Night Town in Dusk Forest, I found two suspicious humans who seemed to be spying on Med'an's life, so I took action to deal with them and found this letter."
"I guess Ko'gall was looking for a way to resurrect Gul'dan or you. Maybe they wanted to open the Dark Portal again, so they followed Garona and then found Med'an. Of course, all this was just
My guess!"
Prell is also confused. It stands to reason that in this timeline, the Twilight Hammer Cult has not yet appeared, or perhaps there is a deviation in his memory.
Medivh's expression became solemn, and he tapped the wooden table with his fingers: "If this is the case, it will no longer be safe for Med'an to live there. I must take him and his old friend away and find him.
A place far away from right and wrong!"
Prell also agreed: "It is indeed unsafe there!" Medivh suddenly changed the subject: "I followed your reminder and went to the far north. There, I discovered the evil undead.
Power. I think the Burning Legion has not given up its invasion of the world of Azeroth. This time they have chosen another way. I want to hear your opinion, or what the Holy Light allows you to see!
"
Prell didn't react for a moment. He felt that Medivh's topic was jumping too much. He thought for a moment and then said: "What is the current situation of the Kingdom of Lordaeron?"
He had to confirm the timeline, but Medivh shook his head slightly: "I'm sorry, I don't know." Prell sighed slightly: "The Burning Legion did change the way of invasion this time, but in the far north, No.
Everything that happened in Sende Continent is just a prelude to the next invasion, and the world is about to usher in the second large-scale invasion war."
"Same as my opinion!" Medivh also sighed: "So the Eastern Kingdom continent is no longer safe. I want to talk to Med'an and that old friend in person. If successful, I want to tell them
Brought to Kalimdor.
The Holy Light favors people who are selfless and full of light. I believe in my own vision. Therefore, as a father, I request you that as the kobold chief of Thresh Kingdom, you are willing to protect my son and his family.