Dawn of Lordaeron

You can search "Lordaeron's Dawn Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Varian's hand shook, and his calm expression almost couldn't be stretched. He steadied his hand, and the one million gold ticket did not fall to the ground anyway. Picking it up like that would be too much for the king to force him.

Alsace, who was sitting by the side, almost didn’t laugh. He had long felt that Van Cleef seemed to be overly nervous. As a result, he was afraid that Varian would throw the cup as a sign. When he waited, dozens of royal lion guards would emerge from behind the curtains. He chopped it.

Varian was speechless, what did he think of by the people below, tyrant?Still faint?Would he just cut down the citizens of the kingdom without saying a word?It's almost the same for him to kill those cancerous nobles!

"Look up and take a good look. What the hell is this?"

VanCleef thought to himself, this still needs to be seen, isn't it just a sharp sword?But he still raised his head under Varian's order.

But after raising his head, he was stunned. Where's the sword?How is a piece of paper?

"Are you afraid that I would kill you? How could I do such a thing?" Varian suddenly felt that the people of the kingdom didn't trust him enough, so he thought of himself that way?

"This is one million gold coins, which can be cashed in the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce. Even if you don't trust me, you will never fail to recognize the logo of the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce?"

Van Cleef tremblingly accepted this heavy bill. In his eyes, it was not only a piece of paper, but also the hope for many workers in the Brotherhood of Stonemasons to survive!

Tears burst into his eyes. Van Cleef also knew that the financial situation of Stormwind was not good. The king could only ask the nobles for money, but he alone knew what was the use?Others will only think that the kingdom owes their wages!

Van Cleef was also helpless. If he didn't ask for wages on behalf of the workers, the workers would not be able to live, but if he came to ask for them, he would intensify the conflict between the king and the nobles.

The Kingdom of Stormwind has just gotten on the right track, and it can’t stand any major changes. Van Cleef loves his country deeply and is willing to give everything for it and his compatriots, so he bears great spirit and spirit at all times. Material pressure.

Coupled with the guidance of Onyxia, the engineer Edwin Van Cleef finally "died", replaced by an extreme thug, the leader of the Defias Brotherhood, and the wanted criminal Edwin of Stormwind. · Van Cleef!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I misunderstood you." Van Cleef couldn't imagine how much Varian had spent to get the money. "On behalf of all the workers of the Brotherhood of Stonemasons, I thank your Majesty for his kindness!"

Varian waved his hand, and Van Cleef's performance made him reflect on whether he also had shortcomings, "It is not me that you should thank, but this, Prince Arthas of Lordaeron."

Van Cleef noticed that there was another handsome blond man sitting next to Varian. He kept a gentle smile, which made people unconsciously relax.

Van Cleef, who was overly nervous just now, didn't even notice the existence of Alsace, he hurriedly saluted Alsace, "Thank you for your generosity! Your Highness Alsace!"

"No need to be polite, I just don't want to see the people of Stormwind become the victims of some people's conspiracy," Alsace looked at the active engineer, the big thief in the future, "I think I borrowed this million. For Varian, he also agreed to use something to'pay off debt'."

Van Cleef guessed that this probably had something to do with him, otherwise Arthas would not tell him these things, so he respectfully listened to what Alsace said next.

"You are a great engineer, and I have recently had some engineering projects that I need to find someone to be responsible for. Don't worry about remuneration, I want to ask if you can find workers who are willing to undertake this project?"

This is no problem. It is even a good thing for Van Cleef and his colleagues. Most of them still plan to eat the mason meal, "I do!"

"Don't promise in such a hurry. The projects I mentioned are not in the Kingdom of Stormwind, or even on this continent. You'd better find some colleagues who are willing to follow you across the ocean."

"This is easy." Van Cleef nodded without difficulty. A considerable number of them were victims of orc wars. They were alone and would not care about wandering. As long as they had a stable meal, they could set off immediately.

"Are you okay with yourself?"

Vancliffe hesitated for a moment, and said, "I might have to talk to my wife first."

Arthas and Varian looked at each other. Varian nodded to him. Arthas understood, "In this case, you might as well take your wife to Lordaeron. As my chief engineer, I will Provide a mansion as your new home."

Van Cliff originally wanted his wife and children to stay in Stormwind, but Alsace's next words shocked him, "Don't rush to refuse, you get the salary and send it to the workers. Later, those conspirators can't help the king of Stormwind, but they may point the finger at you. You should be clear about this?"

"Moving the family to Lordaeron, I can protect you from revenge in this storm."

"I understand, Your Highness, your will is my will."

After Van Cleef left, Varian asked Alsace confusedly, "Why do you value this'chief engineer' so much?"

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"But you shouldn't lack such talents, right, I heard...you still have those people from Ravenholdt?" Varian is still not sure. Matthias Shore is his spy advisor, and The highest officer of MI7 in Stormwind.(Equivalent to the old black of SHIELD)

"But a person who can serve as intelligence gathering and architectural design at the same time, those master assassins of Ravenholdt cannot be cultivated."

Alsace’s next goal is not in the Eastern Kingdom continent, so he needs to build a bridgehead and his own master of spying, and Van Cleef can do both jobs alone—not to mention, Van Cleef’s daughter is also a natural born. assassin.

An investment, long-term benefits.

"Anyway, you helped Stormwind City a big favor this time," Varian said with sincerity, "As long as I am the king of Stormwind, the Kingdom of Stormwind will always be a loyal ally of Lordaeron."

"Then wish our friendship lasts forever."

The palms of the two people were held tightly together. What they didn't know was that this friendship created the greatest united empire in human history.

After dealing with Van Cleef's affairs, it was already midnight. Before Arthas returned to the guest room, Varian told him one thing.

"Kul Tiras and Dalaran will also send envoys, they are the same person."

Alsace's eyes lit up, but immediately, he said with some guilty conscience, "I have... well, haven't seen her in a while."

"I think she might be really angry with you, Lordaeron is not far from Dalaran, you haven't been there for a whole year."

"I really can't go away." Alsace was also helpless. Even if it was a carriage, Dalaran only took a few days, but last year he really didn't have this free time.

"What good is it for you to tell me? First think about how to explain it to her tomorrow."

...

Stormwind, Prestor's mansion.

Countess Katrana leaned on the soft collapse, holding a glass of red wine, the scarlet liquor exuding coquettish light under the ambiguous light.

"Howard, what do you think of that human prince?"

The Countess’s knight was standing at the door, and he answered the master’s question in an urn voice, "He is very strong, at least among humans."

"Oh? Even my bravest knight would think that a human is powerful?" Katrana took a sip of the red wine, her attractive red lips looked even more charming against the wine.

The knight named Howard did not speak this time, standing aside like a wooden stake.

"Oh, but even such a guy is nothing more than a puppet of desire," Katrana recalled Alsace's scorching gaze, and couldn't help laughing and sighing, "Not as good as Bolvar."

After drank the red wine in the glass, Katrana licked her lips intently, "It's really fun, human creatures are really interesting, maybe I can play here for a while."

But as soon as she had this thought, she shuddered suddenly—because she thought of her completely crazy father, he was no longer the wise and benevolent guardian of the earth, if she was too late in Stormwind Time, waiting for her is definitely not a good end.

But the black dragon princess thought that the crazy guardian of the earth was besieged by other four-color dragon kings in the battle of Grim Batol a few years ago, and was seriously injured and escaped. Now she should have no energy to take care of herself, which made her relieved.

Her affection for her father has long since disappeared with the degenerate bloodline. What is left is only hatred. She hates the father who turned the Black Dragon Legion into a monster, but due to the powerful power of the Earth Guardian, she can only Able to obey his father's orders.

Playing in Stormwind for a few years shouldn’t be a problem, right?Her father was seriously injured, and I am afraid it will take a long time to recover from his injuries.

Just pay attention to your annoying brother and stop him from reporting to his father.

Thinking of this, Katrana turned into a look of enjoyment on Onyxia's face—even though she was a dragon, she liked the extravagant life of a human nobleman very much.

What happened to Alsace today made her feel that she could still add more to the relationship between Stormwind and Lordaeron.

"Arthas, ah, let me see what new tricks the Prince of Lordaeron has about?"