The True Purpose

After pondering for a moment, Mekkatorque ultimately agreed with the imposing knight's view. "You're right. No one on the battlefield can avoid Death's summons. We Gnomes are not a race afraid of death. I trust your command ability and believe you'll take good care of them."

"I have acknowledged your resolve and capabilities. I believe the Gnome flying squadron can coordinate well with you. They are all the finest warriors." After several rounds of discussion, the High Tinker made his final decision.

"The Nutshell Crusher mobile squadron will serve as the reinforcements we are sending. Their main equipment will be loaded onto transport ships at Menethil Harbor, then sent directly to Southshore. We hope you will be prepared to receive them," the Gnome officer beside him explained.

Thus, the cooperation agreement between the two sides was smoothly concluded. Nutshell Crusher was truly an excellent name. Roderick never heard the other side ask for any compensation. They were simply sending reinforcements directly? That wasn't logical.

The others toured the sights of Ironforge under the accompaniment of Remilia and the Gnome attendants. Roderick, meanwhile, was brought by Wendell to a concealed house in Tinker Town.

"Knight Roderick, we do not need you to offer anything else. Wendell told me that you were willing to send human soldiers to help us retake Gnomeregan. Does that promise still stand?" High Tinker Mekkatorque asked solemnly.

"I am willing to offer reasonable compensation in exchange for the support of your air power. Naturally, that includes helping you retake Gnomeregan," the commander of the Raven Guard Knights replied calmly.

"If that is the case, you should see Gnomeregan for yourself. If, after seeing it, you are still willing to fulfill your original promise, we can sign a true cooperation agreement with the Raven Guard Knights."

The High