"Then, I think it is very necessary to inform the tauren and night elves about a series of things happening in the Eastern Kingdom." Prell said cautiously.
"This is why I found you. Not many people know my identity, and I am not suitable to come forward, so you can only do all this!" Medivh said, and naturally Prell told him Northrend
After learning about things on the mainland and about his son Med'an, he felt that maybe Prell, like him, had other ways to observe the entire world, and even have some understanding of things happening in many other worlds.
Therefore, Medivh rarely concealed anything when speaking to Prell. He felt that it was not necessary. From the current point of view, Prell was indeed a trustworthy kobold.
After finishing the bottle of gin in a few sips, Medivh stood up and said, "I'm leaving. You know where I'm staying. I'm a little tired from traveling continuously across the continent. I'll leave the rest to you."
Here you go, Prior!"
Prior nodded and watched Medivh turn into a crow again and disappear into the night. He sat back behind the desk again.
After this conversation, Prell had a thorough understanding of the timeline, and he began to worry. From the very beginning, Prell wanted to leave the kobold tribe completely and find a way to go home. But he
I always feel that before leaving, I must find a way out for the kobolds.
So he joined forces with his partners to establish the Kingdom of Thresh. After more than a year of development, the Kingdom of Thresh finally had enough room for survival, but more dangers and threats emerged.
The venture capital company has become the biggest enemy of the Kingdom of Thresh, but the unyielding Burning Legion has once again set its sights on the world. Even if it knows that there is no Kingdom of Thresh, Azeroth can still repel this menacing Burning
Legion, but the future of the Kingdom of Thresh is still uncertain.
It was precisely because of the busy internal affairs of the Thresh Kingdom that Prell had not been focusing on leveling up. He had barely reached level 39 now. This was the experience he gained when he led the team to attack the Gale Valley, and it was only a little short of it.
Just reach level 40.
And after discovering that under his influence, all subordinates within a certain range are regarded as teammates by the system and can receive sufficient experience bonuses, Prell felt that training an army with all advanced members, even if there are only two
Thousands of people are enough for the Kingdom of Thresh to gain a foothold in the Stonetalon Mountains.
Prell is now in a huge contradiction. He cannot give up the country he built with his own hands and is unwilling to easily put the efforts of him and his partners in vain. However, at the same time, he is also dragged down by the affairs of the kingdom and is "trapped"
In the position of chieftain of Thresh Kingdom.
So Prell looked at the bottle of wine that Medivh had drunk completely. He also took out a bottle from the wine cabinet, opened it and took a sip. It seemed that he had strengthened his belief. He stood up and walked towards the door of the room.
.
Prell's office is on the westernmost side of the corridor. Outside the long corridor, four musketeers stand guard. A harpy pushes a cleaning cart and comes from the far side of the corridor. The four musketeers search
picked up her cleaning truck and then let the Harpy pass.
Prell was about to ask someone to call Gonzalo Morrowind to come over. He glanced at the harpy unconsciously and was suddenly stunned. Then he narrowed his eyes and said, "Miss Salil Morrowind, please
Come for a visit!”
This was a harpy with pale white feathers and a delicate appearance. When Prell called her name, her expression was slightly startled, and then she put down the cleaning cart obediently and walked into the room.
Prell closed the door smoothly, motioned for Salil Morrowind to sit down, then sat back behind the desk, stared at the harpy for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "So, the real Salil Morrowind
Where did it come from?”
The harpy's expression remained unchanged: "Dear Chief, I am Salil Morrowind!"
Prell burst out laughing: "Should I call you Miss Chromie, or your real name Cronom? Dear Bronze Dragon?"
Prell naturally couldn't see through the real attributes of the disguised harpy in front of him with his "eye of observation". It was probably due to his own level improvement. He only saw one name: Chromie.
After her disguise was seen through and her name was called, Sariel Morrowind filled her body with a puff of smoke that was like sand in an hourglass, and then turned into a girl with white hair, a bun, and a black and white robe.
Female dwarf.
"I am Chromie. I didn't expect that you actually know my real name! Please rest assured that the real Sariel Morrowind is sleeping safely somewhere in the forest. I have no ill intentions towards her or you!"
said the petite dwarf.
"Ms. Crom..." Prell considered, and finally chose a title he thought was appropriate: "The mysterious bronze dragons were so idle that they disguised themselves as maids and came to my little kingdom to inquire for information.
?”
Chromie shook his head: "In fact, the duty of our bronze dragon clan is to secretly observe the history of all races in the world of Azeroth. The respected Lord of Time, Nozdormu, the king of our bronze dragon clan, gave us
The task is to observe everything that happens with an objective and neutral attitude and record it as history.
It was only a few years ago that when the Lord of Time was traveling through the 'Net of Time', he discovered many changes in the future of this world, and there were some new changes. So we started to investigate, and finally discovered the source of these new changes."
Prell's heart suddenly began to beat violently, and he stared at Chromie without blinking. But Chromie sighed softly: "The Lord of Time did not tell us where the origin is, but I pay attention
Well, Guardian Medivh has been in close contact with you recently, so I came here to have a closer look at you and your kingdom. Please forgive me for any offense. After all, this is our duty."
Prell touched his forehead and said: "The Lord of Time should have seen the future direction of the world. So, do you have any mission in coming to the Stonetalon Mountains?"
Chromie shook his head: "The future world will have millions of different endings. We bronze dragons will only monitor those enemies who intend to interfere with the timeline, and fight against all evil that harms the bronze dragons and the world of Azeroth."
Fight. I have only one purpose here, which is to record the history of the kobold race."
She took out a small hourglass and said to Prell: "As the warchief of Thresh Kingdom, you have the right to know some things. But knowing these things will not do you any good. So, we have to forget this.
Something."
She turned the hourglass around, and Player's eyes were unconsciously fixed on the dripping hourglass.
In a daze, the timeline seemed to be cut back to a few minutes ago. Prell put down his wine glass and walked to the door. When he opened the door, there were only four musketeers in the corridor. He shouted: "Go and get Gun from the Military Intelligence Department."
Salo Swift Wind is calling! "
Cromie stood outside the window, watching Player's movements, smiled slightly, turned and left. Inside the room, Player looked around nervously with a pair of small green bean eyes. Then he opened the window and looked around.
, then he carefully closed the window and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
About 20 minutes later, Gonzalo Swift Wind appeared in Prell's office. The Military Academy's office was located on the outskirts of Storm Castle, in a new construction area, a little away.
"There may be an additional human force in the direction of Dustwallow Swamp, and the direction of Azshara must also be closely monitored. Maybe Rexxar's people are about to come to the continent of Kalimdor! We must send manpower to these two areas to continue
Reconnaissance and surveillance!"
Prell had already written an order, and he continued: "Please contact War Chief Kane Bloodhoof in Thunder Bluff, contact the Cenarion Circle, and invite the leaders of the night elves to come to Stormwind Keep for talks. Our world
Something big is going to happen!"
Gonzalo did not ask what the big event was. He gave a military salute to the kobold garrison and said, "Yes!" Prell handed him two letters and an order and said, "Immediately send out messengers and go respectively."
Thunder Bluff and Mount Hyjal, leave now!"
Gonzalo hesitated for a moment and said firmly again: "Yes!"
By the time Gonzalo Xunfeng left, Prell had no intention of continuing to write textbooks. He covered his forehead and thought about how to deal with the many major events that were going to happen next.
In fact, even if Medivh did not come back and tell him what happened in the Eastern Kingdom, Prell had noticed some changes from the Military Intelligence Department's continuous investigation of the Barrens.
In the past two months, more and more merchant ships have docked at Tiragarde Castle, and a large number of pirate ships have docked at the merchant coast. According to the close observation of the druids, not only venture capital companies, but also
Both the Hotsand Corporation and the Bilgewater Cartel have large numbers of ships heading to the continent of Kalimdor.
Most of the ships came from the Kingdom of Kul Tiras, and one of them was actually a refugee ship, docked at the simple dock outside Tiragarde Castle.
A new group of employees from the Venture Capital Company gathered, but due to the occupation of Storm Valley and the war between the Silt Swamp and the Steelmane Quilboar, these employees were temporarily stranded in Tiragarde Castle.
Therefore, Prell has discussed with Rexxar. Once there is any abnormal movement in the swamp, the Kingdom of Thresh will take a preemptive strike and borrow a passage from the night elves in Ashenvale to attack the swamp.
In addition, Prell also contacted the Witchwing clan in Waterless Ridge, hoping that the Witchwing Harpies would strengthen their monitoring activities in the mud swamp.
If Prell is given an extra month, he can initially stabilize the kingdom's just-initiated internal affairs reform, roughly train the expanded army, and Thunder Bluff can also speed up the construction progress, so that Thresh Kingdom can compete with Tauren.
People join forces again to teach the swamp a profound lesson.
But time waits for no one. Prell's current problem is that after occupying the Gale Valley, a series of internal affairs measures have slowed down his pace, and Jaina and Thrall will lead humans and orcs to appear in Dust Mud one after another.
Swamps and barrens, the continent of Kalimdor in the future will have more variables.
How to find a stable development path for the Kingdom of Thresh in the complicated future situation is what Prell is most worried about.