During the first years of the Dark Portal, even though Danas had the great surname of Trollbane, Solas did not show any favoritism. Solas, on the other hand, didn't show any favoritism. He made Danas start as a member of the militia. If not for the soul-stirring Battle of the Dark Portal, perhaps Danas would have been like the collateral descendants of the large families, vanishing into the masses.
After surviving the Second World War of the Dark Portal, guarding the Watchtower in the Cursed Lands, coming to the Outland and becoming the manager of the Glory Stronghold, Danas used his conscientious character to prove his reliability to the world.
In terms of strength, Danas definitely could not compare to those fierce men of the same era. Whether it was in the original history or in this life, he did not have any outstanding records of fighting a strong enemy.
Not everyone could become the hero that was the center of attention.
Many times, a general who could guard a region was far rarer than a fierce general who could charge into battle and seize the flag.
Danas was obviously this kind of general.
Steady and reliable.
Seeing him like this, Duque sighed.
The once young commander who did not know the taste of worry … Now, under the ravages of time, if someone told Duque that Danas was 60 years old, Duque would probably believe it.
Danas had a typical Mediterranean hairstyle, with snow-white sideburns, a typical full beard, and a face full of wrinkles. All ten of his fingernails were black. If he wasn't dressed in military attire and had a pair of sharp, sword-like eyebrows, he would look like a typical old farmer.
He had just turned 40 years old this year!
Duque wondered if he should give him a quota of eternal life. Ever since Duque sold his mount Onyxia to the Void Battlefield, Alexstrasza had already obtained 50 quotas from Nozdormu for him.
She also promised that as long as he asked, she would definitely give him enough!
But even though Duque had received great benefits from these mortals, he would not casually give them away.
Anything, once overflowing, would lose its value.
Until now, Duque had only given Windsor and Big van Cleef.
Danas … After he returned from the Outland, he would give him another as a gift.
Danas glanced at Thomas, then at Duque. He was stunned for a moment, but he quickly turned his gaze back to Thomas.
Duque, who was in Karazhan, laughed out loud. Danas had such a reaction because before Duque had returned to participate in the Battle of the Ancients, he had put on a lot of makeup, almost to the point of plastic surgery. Apart from the black hair and black eyes, he looked like a completely different person.
Many things could be changed, but a person's temperament was the hardest to erase.
They were both wizards, and Danas easily thought of Duque from more than a decade ago. Back then, Duque was also at the weak Morning Star realm, and had a pair of deep eyes that were filled with wisdom.
Of course, today's focus was on Thomas.
Danas stood with his hands behind his back and focused on Thomas: "Ever since we entered the Outland, the [Highland Warriors Group]'s results have been pretty good. 132 missions, with a completion rate of 95%. The mission release team gave you a rating of [Legend] because even if you failed the missions, you faced powerful demons that required an entire army or a hero to deal with. To tell you the truth, I am very satisfied. "
"Thank you for your compliment, Trollbane … Marshal." Thomas actually wanted to call Danas' Your Majesty ', but he was stuck. In the end, he still called him by his military rank.
The position of Marshal was given to Danas by order of Duque after communications with the Outland had been restored. Before the third Battle of the Dark Portal, because of the chaos caused by Terenas and the other countries, military ranks were generally too high, and there were more marshals.
After being promoted, they could not be demoted, so most of the time, marshals did what generals did in the second world war. Basically, the generals who could take charge of an area were all marshals.
Danas was an upright soldier, and was used to the excitement of his comrades. Thomas had not said anything wrong, and he had no intention of pursuing the matter.
"Alright, gentlemen, the Alliance would like to entrust you with a mission that is not mandatory. Because the danger level is quite high, there are no mandatory requirements for the results. This is an elite mission, and the difficulty is high, so the points and rewards will be doubled. How many points and rewards you get will depend on your results. "
Thomas was excited, and immediately stood at attention.
"We will do our best to complete the mission!"
"Don't agree too early. The Alliance needs a small to medium-sized team that's strong and smart enough to open up the connection between Glory Castle and Shattrath City that was once severed. Also, they need to collect the topographic map along the way. This isn't an easy task. Danas smiled, his weather-beaten face had deep wrinkles. He was no longer young, but he envied the drive of those young people.
Thomas had just turned twenty-eight, and was at the best age for a man. He was strong and had a lot of battle experience.
As an old soldier who had experienced many wars, Danas boasted that he could see through 99% of people, but he found that he could not see through this Mark Dooku.
In his twenty years in the army, Danas had seen all kinds of mages. Most of them were from the Dalajan and Stormwind City's Royal Magic Academy. Those little fellows were like flowers in a greenhouse, and needed a long time to adapt before they could become qualified battle mages.
But Mark was different. In his eyes, there was no fear of the unknown, nor was he the kind of young man who had just entered the battlefield, fearless because of ignorance. His wise eyes seemed to be able to see through all the fog in the world.
This was a calmness and … magnanimity that did not match his age!
According to the information, this Mage Kul Tiras should have been unorthodox and not suitable for such an important mission. Danas noticed that this Mark Dooku's identity was actually from Kul Tiras' court.
Danas thought to himself, 'Maybe he's a disciple of some court mage who came out to train.'
Suddenly, Danas's confidence in this mission increased. "You also know that the Alliance Commander, His Excellency Duke Marcus, has become a demigod of the Weave, right?"
Thomas and Duque nodded at the same time.
Danas nodded to a white-bearded old mage beside him. The old mage said, "More than twenty years ago, the Alliance still relied on people riding griffins. Most of the time, they could only send messages on horseback. But today, the Alliance can no longer do without magic. The Outland is a place where magical elements are quite unstable. Since the Second Battle of the Dark Portal, the Alliance has been using magic to send messages. It seems very bad here. Sometimes we can guarantee continuous communication for a few hours, and sometimes we can't contact the outpost three miles away for a few weeks. "
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