Circle of Cenarius

Quest accepted!

Is this Sun God, who has never officially appeared, really that important? It actually rewarded 50 points of World Power.

At this moment, Jaina and Taelan Fordring looked at Gogri's diary together. The rest of the pages contained Gogri's daily life. Taelan decided to take it home to read at his leisure.

The contents of this thing could not let Jandice know; if she knew these, it would only invite unnecessary trouble! He put away the diary. Just then, he heard Jandice's frustrated sigh. It turned out she had finished looting the skinny Rogue's corpse. Seeing her darkened face, one could tell she had been broken by reality.

She held a letter in her hand, along with a slip of paper and a few pitiful "Silver Coins." To be precise, it was an ordinary letter. It was written on parchment and tied with only a blade of grass-green twine. Anyone could open it and see what was written inside. One look and it was clear it didn't record anything important.

However, that was not the case at all!

Jandice untied the twine, opened the parchment, and looked at the header written in Darnassian:

To Archmage Antonidas of Dalaran, and Archmage Kel'Thuzad, for their eyes only.

Taelan Fordring said, "Since it's already opened, let us see what is written here."

He still had no leads on the first quest he had received. Every piece of loot here could be a clue!

Jandice didn't say anything. She unfolded the letter. It was written in broken Common Tongue, not the Darnassian she had expected.

Respected Archmage Antonidas, Kel'Thuzad:

Greetings!

In the blink of an eye, I have been away from Dalaran for more than half a year! I must still express my gratitude for your support of our association! It is imperative to push for an animal protection law in Dalaran!

I have experienced some baffling events recently! I think I really shouldn't have come to Northrend; it is full of fishing Tuskarr and irritable, cruel Magnataur everywhere! And those are the good parts! Guess what I encountered here?

Spiders! Many spiders! Very large spiders; they are evil and powerful, and I almost became their food!

One night, I stole a bit of rum—it is simply too cold here! Then I saw a huge, incomparable meteor fall upon Northrend. The magnificent, beautiful light illuminated the entire Wintergrasp, but afterward, when I asked my companions, they all said they saw nothing!

I am sick of those stupid Tuskarr. Later, I went out into the wild by myself to feel the intersection of the north wind and the low-altitude thermal currents of Sholazar Basin! But I heard it—it seemed like a voice was calling me! My ears were filled with its whispers. It was similar to what I heard in Tirisfal.

These whispers have left me distracted all day long. So much so that my spells went out of control and broke Pat's left leg bone! Why wasn't it Nesingwary's?

I once condemned his behavior of slaughtering the fish in Wintergrasp! But he said: Am I not an animal? Do I not need protection? Do you want to starve me to death?

Now I don't have to worry about him! Both he and the fish are safe.

But I was severely criticized by my mentor, who said I have been acting neurotic lately! If this continues, he will send me back to Nordrassil.

You know! The thing I hate most is Fandral Staghelm's old face! I must be serious, otherwise, I will have to face him every day!

Ever since Valstann passed away in Silithus, Fandral has suffered from depression. Although his behavior has become much more normal, he has become increasingly uncontrollable! He is planting trees everywhere like a madman! Now he has only harvested a pile of bitter fruit.

What I want to tell you is that I feel this world is about to face a great disaster; that meteor is no good thing! You had better send some normal people to investigate! They don't believe me!

The people around me are all wood; they are stubborn and conservative, monitoring their surroundings every day, terrified that any change might disturb their sweet dreams. I should be the first Kaldorei to openly visit Dalaran.

By the way, perhaps I have adapted! In the last few days, I have forgotten why I wanted to write to you! But I can no longer hear those whispers!

I might be getting better! But I really might be sent back!

Recently, I made a piece of equipment, preparing to have a good talk with the Winterfin Murloc!

Your friend!

----Barborien Winterwalker

After reading it, Taelan Fordring felt terrible! But in his heart, he knew this matter was of great importance!

The person who wrote the letter might be a lunatic, but it was more likely that the Lich King had arrived.

Wasn't the north of Wintergrasp exactly Icecrown? Weren't the whispers just endless babbling? The only ones who liked to babble were the Old Gods and the Lich King!

The whispers in Tirisfal might have been emitted by the servants of the Old Gods, while the ones in Northrend should be Ner'zhul! Because at this point in time, Yogg-Saron had not yet escaped. This was a crucial letter! But how did it end up in the hands of this Rogue? However, that was not important!

Jaina had no interest in this letter at all! Because it was too abnormal! It was simply gibberish! She directly ignored the deep-in-thought Jandice and Taelan. Instead, she went to loot the fat Rogue's pockets, wanting to use his collection to heal herself from the mental pollution she had received.

Then she pulled out a small notebook. It actually recorded a string of names. Behind the names were some numbers and nonsensical words. Then, out of habit, she stuffed it directly into Taelan's Magic Pouch. Next, she let out a cheer! She pulled several large handfuls of gold coins from the fat Rogue's bag in succession! There were dozens of them! One had to know that the Second War had just ended! The purchasing power of gold coins was quite astonishing! These dozens of gold coins were equivalent to Jaina's pocket money for a month!

She happily divided the money into three portions! Then she put one portion into her own pocket and stuffed the remaining two into Jandice's hands. Taelan was left dumbfounded!

Finally, everyone went to look at the slip of paper looted from the skinny Rogue. It was an IOU! The number on it was huge, very huge! If converted, it was comparable to the mortgage Taelan had in his previous life.

He threw the slip of paper back to Jandice as if he didn't care. Then he said to the two girls: "They are Syndicate bandits. Go back and tell my father; he will make them pay! There is nothing good left here. Let's move out. We will conquer one more Gnoll camp and then return to Caer Darrow for dinner!"

Then, he thoughtfully let Jandice deliver the last rites to the two Rogues. A few fireballs turned them into ashes!

After the three of them rested for a while, they soon found a Kobold camp. It was an abandoned mine. Taelan took the two girls and gave the Kobold foreman a sound beating, extorted them, and then strode away!

Back at Caer Darrow, everyone was exhausted and did not attend the banquet. They ate a little something hastily and then went to rest.

Taelan Fordring only explained at the banquet that the two Rogues were sent by the Syndicate to Caer Darrow to look for something. He did not take out the letter from the letter tube! No one knew what was written in this letter! After Alex Barov finished reading the letter brought back, he decided to take Jandice to Dalaran to deliver the letter to Archmage Antonidas!

Jandice knew that Taelan Fordring was hiding something from her, but the little tricks she used in battle made it hard for her to ask anything! After all, Taelan did not give up on protecting her; when she was in danger, he even used Power Word: Shield to save her! As for him casting Blessing of Protection on Jaina, she couldn't say anything either. After all, Jaina's situation at the time was more dangerous, she was young, not yet an official mage apprentice, and as a Frost Mage, she faced the greatest danger.

One extra point to add is that in this world, Fire Mages are everywhere, but Frost Mages and Arcane Mages are more popular! And they are scarcer! This is also because Fire Mages cannot protect themselves like Frost Mages, and they require stronger equipment support. Many mages don't even learn high-level spells in their entire lives, nor can they get good magic items.

The appearance of the Syndicate shocked Alex Barov greatly! He stated that he would strengthen the defenses of Caer Darrow and would clear out the Syndicate bandits in the near future!

Special thanks to Wo Meng Neng Cheng Zhen, Liang Zi Miao, yuckwt, and Pen Xiang Da Mi Fan for their monthly tickets! Wishing you a happy life!

Additionally, thank you to all the friends who have read this book for your support. Penglai has always been typing on a mobile phone and dares not use a computer. Some things might be overlooked. Please forgive me.

Still, I'll habitually ask for collections and recommendation tickets!