After the "interrogation" ended, the two returned happily to the grass where everyone was resting. Unas secretly resolved to establish his own intelligence department.
The fact that Tyrosus knows so much about him isn't based on hearsay or today's inspection; all of his daily activities must have been compiled into reports and placed on the One-Eyed Baron's desk. It turns out that the Argent Dawn's Military Intelligence Office isn't just investigating spies infiltrated by the Cult of the Damned; they're also keeping an eye on the Warden.
Currently, the only person Unas can completely trust is Natasha. The Shadow Priest was originally involved in underground work, so helping her set up a Military Intelligence Office shouldn't be a problem.
The underground cavern has completely stabilized, and no more Fire Crystals have been activated. Several Fire Elemental stand guard inside the cave, but the Flamewaker still hasn't been found.
According to Huoye, although Flamewaker have flesh and blood, they are native creatures of the Firelands and are very rare in Azeroth. He has only ever seen them in books in his three hundred years of life.
After Tyrosus completed his inspection and found that the situation in the mine had stabilized, he took his leave. Angela and Du'an, however, chose to stay. The two mages were very interested in the Flamewaker and were determined to find out more about it.
The Paladins didn't have the same intense curiosity as the mages. Led by the One-Eyed Baron, they mounted their horses and headed home. Unas personally escorted them to the valley entrance before hurriedly returning, as he was also quite interested in how the Flamewaker had come to be.
Du'an offered his speculation. "The first possibility is that it was summoned there and has been living in the underground cavern, surviving by absorbing the energy from the Fire Crystals. This is barely plausible. The second possibility is more dangerous. There might be a spatial rift in the underground cavern leading to the Firelands. It came here unintentionally and escaped back when the explosion occurred, which is why it can come and go without a trace."
The second possibility was clearly more convincing, and the mages seemed to have already made up their minds. Unas said with concern, "If there's Spatial Rift, creatures from the Firelands could come over at any time, which would be a huge threat to our mining work."
"Don't worry, sir. These Spatial Rifts leading to other planes appear all over the world for various reasons. Knowing how to seal them is a required course for mages. Leave this to us." Du'an suddenly became enthusiastic, almost patting his chest to make a guarantee.
"So how did this crack appear? Was it because the crystal exploded?"
"We also want to figure this out, but whether it's exploring the Spatial Rift or sealing it, we can't do it from the outside; we have to go down into the deep underground cave ourselves." Angela's expression didn't look very optimistic.
"Judging from the previous observations on the Water Mirror, the fissure has indeed been widened considerably, but there are still several narrow sections that are impassable to humans. Furthermore, the accumulated rubble underground is an insurmountable obstacle. Even if I mobilize all available manpower to clear it, tunneling a depth of over a hundred meters underground will be no easy task. It is estimated that it will take..."
"Who said we were going to go down?" Angela interrupted him. "With the Fire Elemental as our coordinates, once the temperature inside drops and the black smoke dissipates, we can teleport directly in."
It was a very dangerous approach, but Unas did not object. Of course, this matter should be resolved as soon as possible while the mages were all around, lest a few Flamewaker suddenly appear while digging the tunnel later, which would be disastrous.
"It's too dangerous for you to go in like this. I can't afford the responsibility if something happens. Take me and a few of my men with you as guards."
Angela smiled and said, "I was just about to ask you for a favor. All of us mages working together should be able to teleport 10 to 15 people in at once, which should be enough to deal with that Flamewaker."
The three strongest mages Angela, Du'an, and Huoye, were definitely going to be included. The remaining ten or so spots would be decided by Unas, with members of the elite squad being the first choice. Coincidentally, the two teams sent from the stronghold and the front line to investigate the explosion were also there, so Unas immediately sent them back to gather more men.
A short while later, an elite squad led by Marcus arrived before him. The four selected young men, Nightmoon, and the Dwarf Copperhammer Brothers were all present. Also there were the Orcs Warriors Kruz Fireblade and Natasha, who had performed admirably in the last battle. Surprisingly, Whitemane was also at the back; Unas hadn't called her. Had she heard the news and followed him?
Since the conflict that arose during the resurrection of Mohr, the two had not spoken to each other. Whitemane's memories were sealed, and coupled with her head injury, she had been recuperating during this time. Natasha had been accompanying (monitoring) her, and her sudden appearance made Unas a little nervous.
He pulled Natasha aside for a private talk, and after exchanging pleasantries, he asked directly, "What's the deal with Whitemane? Why did you bring her along?"
"Rest assured, my lord, she can't even remember who Mohr is now, but her obsession with learning the Resurrection hasn't diminished. Hearing that a battle might occur, she insisted on coming along, so I brought her," Natasha replied softly. "I think a High Priest would certainly be of assistance in your battle, my lord."
"As long as she stops making things difficult for me, having another therapist is always a good thing."
"Adults can rest assured about this. After my 'tutoring' over this period of time, the lion will also turn into a docile cat."
The so-called "guidance" must refer to a subtle, spiritual influence. Unas had not assigned Natasha to do this kind of follow-up work, but she was willing to help. It seems that the matters Military Intelligence Office can really be entrusted to her.
Unas shared his thoughts with her, and after thinking for a moment, Natasha smiled and said, "Since we're just killing time anyway, of course I can help you."
"Haha, that's great! I'll give you the authority to choose any reliable intelligence agents within the base," Unas, his voice barely contained with excitement. "But before that, there's another matter I need you to handle."
"Please don't hesitate to ask, sir."
"You know, I sacrificed a Gnoll to subdue the leaders of the various tribes' captives. Although I disposed of the body very cleanly afterward, several guards watching over the captives witnessed me leading the Gnolls into the Orcs camp. I've already placed gag orders on them, but now I feel those orders aren't enough. If Tyrosus is determined to investigate thoroughly, I'm afraid some of them will spill the beans..."
"What do you want me to do?" Natasha asked, knowing the answer already.
"Do what you do best: first, confirm whether they've let anything slip, then make them all forget about it."
"It's been almost half a month, maybe they've already forgotten," Natasha warned. "Memory locks shouldn't be used on a large scale, otherwise it'll definitely cause trouble later. Evan and Whitemane were forced into it, but I think we can let these guards go."
"I understand. I'll be more careful in the future and won't let you clean up my messes again." Unas felt awkward after saying that; it was too vulgar to say that to a lady.
Natasha, however, didn't mind at all. Instead, she said, "Let's consider this the last time. Give me the list when we get back."
A woman's heart is like the clouds in the sky, changing in an instant. Just a moment ago she was objecting, and now she's agreeing. Unas nodded quickly, grinning foolishly, "It's so great to have your help."