"I'm even starting to suspect that the King's disappearance was part of her conspiracy! She couldn't control His Majesty, so she let him vanish. The King may have been secretly murdered, Anduin might even be in danger..." Windsor thought it was increasingly plausible. "I must hurry back and expose her true colors!"
In contrast to his anxious and agitated state, Unas, who already knew the historical outcome, remained calm. "It won't come to that. His Highness is still young and easily controlled. She won't make a move. Besides, how can you expose her if you can't find someone who understands Black Dragon language? The Council of Nobles is firmly under her control; no one will believe you."
"I don't need anyone to believe me; the facts will speak for themselves. As long as I put a sword to her neck, she will be forced to reveal her true form in self-defense."
This is one way, but it's very risky. Violent suppression requires strong military backing. Unas retorted, "How can you put a sword to her neck? The Black... Countess is now the de facto ruler of Stormwind City. Are you going to lead the Redridge Mountains Border Guards to attack Stormwind City?"
"We don't need such a large-scale operation; just select a single elite team to enter the city and carry out the assassination."
"If we fail, you will all be executed as traitors."
"For my king and my people, I am willing to die! My Warriors are the same, Knight Unas, please help me!"
No one can look down on a patriot, Unas comforted. "You don't need to be so anxious. The Holy Light tells me that even if we do nothing, the forces of evil will eventually be eradicated. But I'm willing to help you. I happen to have a friend here from Dalaran; let's ask her."
More than a decade ago, Stormwind City fell during the Orcs invasion. In the end, the Alliance, led by Lordaeron, defeated the Orcs and reclaimed their homeland for the people of Stormwind City. The Alliance also provided a great deal of assistance for Stormwind City's subsequent restoration.
Now that Lordaeron has fallen, Stormwind City has only sent ships to receive refugees, but has not deployed many troops to provide support. This is because Stormwind City itself is facing many threats, and also because of the disappearance of its king.
Varian Wrynn fled to the north as a child after his kingdom was destroyed, not only received family-like care from the royal family of Lordaeron, but also had his kingdom restored with the help of King Terenas. It is impossible for him not to be grateful. If he had not disappeared, he would have done his best to help Lordaeron.
Unas thought that by getting rid of the troublesome Black Dragon Girl and getting Stormwind City back on track, he could perhaps get more aid from Varian when he returned to the throne. That's why he decided to help Marshal Windsor.
Angela Archmage rushed to the two of them and said to Unas, "I have just received new information and we must convene a meeting immediately to discuss it."
Seeing the serious expression on her face, Unas knew it wasn't good news. He patted his hand and said, "Wait a moment, I have a few questions for you."
Windsor hurriedly asked, "Archmage, is there any way to make a Black Dragon disguised as a human reveal its true form?"
"Dragonflight's Shapeshifting Spells are generally very difficult to break; I cannot draw a conclusion without observing it firsthand."
Unas asked about the Black Dragon language, Angela frowned, saying, "I have no knowledge of Draconic. You'll have to ask the Archmage Omar, who is known as the 'Dragon Scholar,' about this."
This Archmage was, of course, in Dalaran was being rebuilt thousands of miles away.
How long does it take for your magical communication system to send a message?
"Dalaran here, and I'm not powerful enough to teleport, but if we can go back, the distance to the Poison Canyon won't be a problem."
Windsor immediately asked, "Go back? Go back to what Canyon?"
Neither of the other two answered the question. Unas fell into deep thought. To figure out the contents of the secret letter, he would first have to go to the Redridge Mountains to get it, then return and travel through the Spatial Rift to Venomspider Gorge, where Angela would send the letter. He would then have to wait for her to translate it before sending it back. This was too complicated and he wondered how long it would take. Just thinking about it gave him a headache.
"Stop dawdling, quickly gather everyone for a meeting, the information I received is urgent!" Angela urged.
Windsor confided in Unas couldn't very well send him away at this point. The Marshal was trustworthy, so it wouldn't hurt for him to stay and listen. It would be good for him to understand their situation so that cooperation could be easier.
Unas then said, "Very well, Windsor may remain and listen in."
Angela glanced at the marshal but did not object; she trusted Unas's judgment.
The team's key members quickly gathered, Angela swiftly relayed the information. "I just contacted Dean Du'an; the three Night Watchers and the Orcs Warrior Carlos have all returned safely to the island. This is good news."
"The bad news is that a large number of Fire Elemental creatures suddenly appeared from the upper reaches of the lava river, heading downstream in droves. Several Fire Elementals climbed onto the island. In order to avoid being discovered, the troops left on the island had to escort the surrendered Flamewaker and retreat through the passage. Du'an also went back after contacting me, and I can't reach him now."
The bad news made everyone's expressions grave. Darian asked, "Why did the Fire Elemental elementals suddenly appear? Is it related to the riot that happened here?"
"That's inevitable. I've long heard that the Dwarves of Blackrock Depths are colluding with the Fire Elementals. They must be going to aid Shadowforge City," Erigor guessed.
Huoye asked the question that everyone was worried about, "What should we do?"
Windsor listened from the side, completely baffled. They were talking about an island when they were clearly underground, but he had promised to listen without saying a word, so he could only keep his questions to himself.
Unas fell into deep thought again. It seemed that Thaurissan, driven to the brink of despair, had finally sought help from his master. The Fire Elemental army that had been lying dormant in Molten Core was being mobilized in large numbers. Erigor's speculation was probably correct.
However, the "Dead Gate" is already closed. The steel gate, weighing hundreds of tons, is nearly ten meters thick, and it won't be easy for them to figure out a way out in a short time.
"First, we need to spread the word and stop the fighting between Rendaen and the Dark Horde. We can't let Thaurissan and the Fire Elementals get away with it," Unas quickly stated his decision. "This is both a crisis and an opportunity. With the Fire Elementals ' strong support, Thaurissan will definitely try to save face after the initial panic. Once he has accumulated enough power, he may not be able to resist opening the gates and attacking to reclaim his territory. That will be our chance to enter the city."
"But will Rendaen and the Dark Horde believe this news?"
"They know better than anyone the relationship between Thaurissan and the Firelord, they won't disbelieve me. I need to speak with Rendaen immediately." Unas said, then stood up to leave.
"Wait," Windsor called after him, "What about my matter? You promised to help me."
"Of course," Unas turned around, "But we'll have to wait a bit. I hope you'll have some patience, sir."