The gnome left, carrying a modest but not insignificant batch of resources and a deep sense of resentment. He departed the Expeditionary Force's camp and returned to the camp in the Blade's Edge Mountains. With that matter settled, Rex no longer concerned himself with the gnomes.
Although he suspected that the gnomes were plotting something in the Blade's Edge Mountains, Rex paid it little mind. As far as he was concerned, the gnomes were members of the Alliance. As long as they did not harm its interests, there was nothing unusual about them pursuing plans of their own.
But would the gnomes harm the Alliance's interests?
The moment that thought arose, Rex firmly dismissed it. It was simply too unrealistic. The gnomes' capital city had been occupied by troggs and still had not been reclaimed. Without the Alliance's help, their situation would be utterly miserable.
They would become a second-rate race, with none of their current influence.
Anyone with sense would never choose to leave the Alliance or harm its interests.
After all, the Alliance was a united whole. Harming its interests would hurt not only the Kingdom of Gilneas, but also Ironforge, the High Elves, Stormwind City, Kul Tiras, and its other member powers.
As for whatever they were plotting, that was the gnomes' own business.
Every member of the Alliance had plans of its own. The High Elves did, and so did Rex. He was constantly thinking about how to make the Kingdom of Gilneas stronger.
Thus, Rex was not particularly concerned about the gnomes' plans. Those were their own schemes. As long as they did not affect him, he had no reason to care.
Despite recognizing that the gnomes had an ulterior motive, Rex sent no one to investigate. They did not want outsiders to know, and