Robbie wanted to know what happened to Arthas and the Scourge after he left.
Kel'Thuzad showed a warm and friendly smile and said to Robbie:
"The first time I saw you, I felt the unusual power in you, with the traces of time and years. I have been to your hometown, and after learning about you, I immediately came to join you. You can probably tell that.
Now, it’s very difficult to live in hiding.”
"Is Prince Arthas okay? What happened after Archimonde arrived?" Robbie asked hurriedly. He really didn't believe that Arthas had fallen.
Kel'Thuzad was a little sad: "To be honest, I don't know the final outcome of His Highness the Prince. The enemies we will face in the future are getting stronger and stronger. In comparison, the Silver Northern Expedition led by Old Fordring is really insignificant. Prince
I just use their hands to escape from the golden cicada, so as not to spread the war to the continent of Azeroth."
"You know I have two bodies. Most of the memories about that time are stored in the undead body. This body preserves magical knowledge and most of the mana. The undead body has fallen in Naxxramas.
For people like us, it is too difficult to survive, and we must pay a price. I did not retain the memory of what happened next, so as not to expose flaws."
Robbie could understand Kel'Thuzad. Memory is the most precious treasure in life, but it has to be given up. Sometimes, an unintentional sleep talk can cost one's life.
"Let's go and see your commander. I know her background. The leader of the Brotherhood is one of our own."
In the fortress's meeting hall, Vanessa, wearing a blindfold, stared at Kel'Thuzad carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and said:
"You are Kel'Thuzad. I know that you are a very powerful mage. You are a member of the six-person Mage Council of Dalaran. You have done many great things under the Lich King. Do you know that in our brotherhood, the most important
What’s the concept?”
Kel'Thuzad was considered cunning and quickly replied: "Of course I know. It needs to be useful. My magic will definitely help the Brotherhood. All I need is a secret laboratory."
"No! No! All we need is loyalty, that's all."
Vanessa took off her blindfold and nodded at Robbie, meaning she could be trusted. People were changing. Although Robbie had worked with Kel'Thuzad for a while, he had to be on guard.
"It's enough if you can do this. I will prepare the laboratory for you, and there are many topics for you to study, but now you have only one task. You must assist Robbie in handling the transaction with Med'an."
After opening the mechanism on the wall, Vanessa led the way through the long stairs and entered the secret basement of the fortress.
This is an underground furnace. On the platform in the center, there is a huge battle axe.
"The battle ax made of Saffron iron ingots, blessed by my magic, is made of fake light and shadow, which is no different from the legendary Shadow of Sorrow." Vanessa showed a look of approval: "You are very lucky.
, you can see my perfect work with your own eyes.”
Robbie and Kel'Thuzad looked at the forged Shadowmourne together. On the surface, this battle ax had no flaws and was surrounded by dense auras, as if countless dead souls were wailing.
"It's done very well, enough to pass the fake as real." Kel'Thuzad affirmed. It is not easy to get the approval of the Archmage.
Robbie used his ability to see from the magic changes of points, lines, and surfaces that this was just a fake with only a bright surface, but it was just an ordinary battle ax on the inside.
Vanessa yawned and said absently:
"Don't envy my ability. I'll leave it to you next. I've contacted the peerless treasure merchant Grivolta, the famous old troll in Shattrath City. He will be responsible for the transaction with Med'an. You
Need to be there to help and take care of things behind the scenes.”
Vanessa left, leaving all the rest to Robbie and Kel'Thuzad.
"Why do I feel that our commander is more difficult to get along with than Arthas?" Kel'Thuzad was a little depressed.
Robbie shrugged his shoulders: "Times have changed. You'll just get used to it in the future. Vanessa is just good at recognizing people and knows that we can handle this matter well."
"No wonder I was given a heavy responsibility just after I joined the Brotherhood." Kel'Thuzad scratched his head, wondering: "It's a pity that I only know magic knowledge and have no experience in how to operate this kind of thing."
"Don't worry, leave it all to me. Your magic can be of great help."
Robbie knew very well that a fake Shadowmourne, no matter how similar it was, would not be able to complete the transaction. Med'an was not a fool. No one would believe a legendary weapon that appeared out of thin air. He would definitely be careful.
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"How much do you remember about Shadowmourne and its wielder?" Robbie asked.
Kel'Thuzad thought for a long time: "There are too few memories of that period left. I only know that the owner of Shadow Sorrow is very mysterious. He is a mysterious person whose identity is not even known to Fordring."
Shadowmourne belongs to the Silver Crusade and the Knights of the Ebon Blade. If Old Fordring doesn't know this person's identity, then King Varian, Thrall, Jaina and other leaders of the alliance and tribes are even less likely to know the truth.
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During the conquest of the Lich King Arthas, the only survivor was Old Fordring.
Later, when people boarded the Frozen Throne, they saw the corpses of warriors all over the ground, the frozen Duke of Bolvar on the throne, and the broken Frostmourne. Arthas's corpse was nowhere to be found.
The strange thing is that Shadowmourne and its owner also disappeared. Many people suspected that old Fording had hidden this legendary weapon, but Fording's reputation was at its peak at that time, and no one dared to question him.
As time has passed, Fording's reputation has slowly become colder. More and more people are doubting Fording. Countless adventurers have gone deep into Northrend to investigate the whereabouts of Shadowmourne. Fordring, who could not bear the harassment, even used the Holy Light's
I swear on my name that I have no knowledge of Shadow's Sorrow's whereabouts.
Robbie is thinking about a plan. The antique dealer wants to sell something and needs to make up a bizarre story.
If you want to successfully trade the fake Shadowmourne, you also need a story, preferably a mysterious legend.
Kel'Thuzad, such a powerful mage, is very familiar with Dalaran, and is Robbie's secret trump card.
Robbie looked at Fallen Star Post and Archmage Khadgar. In today's continent of Azeroth, Khadgar's strength and reputation are recognized by everyone, and it is just right to take advantage of his reputation.
A high-priced auction item appeared in the auction house in the Land of the Falling Moon. It was a treasure map found from a sunken ship. The asking price was 150,000 gold coins. No one could understand the meaning of the treasure map. The adventurers were talking about it.
The auction item with an unexpectedly high price, especially the pattern painted on it, is said to represent some mysterious symbol.
The sky-high price of the treasure map soon caught Khadgar's mind. He looked at the few symbols exposed by the seller in surprise. This was the cipher text of a certain sect in Dalaran. Archimonde destroyed Dala and then, this sect also
Then it disappeared.
There are many inconspicuous sects like this in Dalaran, and most of the relevant records have disappeared. It happened that Khadgar had come into contact with this inconspicuous sect and understood the magic symbols of this sect.
Is it really a treasure map? Khadgar remembers that this genre once entered Northrend Adventure. (To be continued)