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Outside of Stormwind City, the old knight landed his Gryphon, and a guard came to lead it to a special place.
There was nothing special about Stormwind City today. Compared to the quiet Darnassus, Stormwind City was always so noisy.
This kind of noise was not the noise of the Ironforge. Although the dwarves thought it was pleasant, it was indeed noise. The noise of Stormwind City was all players and NPCs, the most prosperous city on the continent. Even in the middle of the night, there was no such thing as a virtuous moment.
It seemed as if there had been a shower in the morning, and the air was filled with the smell of damp earth, mingled with the fragrance of grass roots.
Many players were dueling on the grass outside the city gate.
A flag-raising duel was a method of sparring between members of the same faction. It was completely different from PvP. Even if players accidentally died, they would not lose any equipment or EXP.
The guards at the city gate would sometimes give them pointers. Never underestimate these guards. Most of them had rich combat experience. If the players were lucky, they could even learn some rare skills from them.
Lu Li and the old knight entered through the city gate. They were still familiar with the five statues.
"There should be a president here." The old Paladin was a little sad, but he did not feel indignant. These five people were all people he respected very much, and they were inextricably linked to Lothar.
Cadgar had the appearance of an old man. In truth, he hadn't aged naturally. Rather, his youth had been mercilessly stolen by magic during that battle. However, he had still used his wisdom and courage to earn himself the title of one of the greatest mages in the Alliance.
Beneath his statue was an inscription by Antonidas: "No one could so selflessly venture into the darkest and most dangerous of battlefields." Wherever you are, we wish you a pleasant journey, brave wanderer.
Ranger Alleria Windrunner, the leader of the three Windrunner sisters. Her inscription came from her sister, Queen Sylvanas.
It read: Your heart is like an arrow, flying straight in the wind, my sister. You are the smartest warrior in our army and the most respected leader of our people.
The third was Turalyon. Below his statue was a memorial written by Uther the Lightbringer — "We defend honor with our blood, my friend. You are the embodiment of justice and virtue. Your name will be our eternal glory."
During the second war, Turalyon followed Sir Lothar against the Horde and had a good impression of the High Elven Ranger Alleria Windrunner.
After a series of battles, Turalyon's astonishing battle and commanding talents were honed, and he won the trust of Sir Lothar, Archmage Cadgar, and the others. In the end, in the final battle at Blackrock Mountain, the Horde leader Orgrim Doomhammer successfully killed Lord Lothar in a duel. The shocked Turalyon picked up Lothar's broken sword in anger and unleashed the power of the Holy Light from his body to force Orgrim to retreat.
The fourth was the Dwarf Griffin Knight Kudran Wildhammer, the king of Wildhammer, Forstad. Wildhammer wrote for the warriors of the tribe: "We shall hear the call of the griffins in the wind. We shall hear the beating of the warhammers echoing in the mountains. Face your predicament bravely, my brother. The shrine of our ancestors is calling you."
The last one was the Militia Captain Danath Trollbane. Trollbane, written by the late King of the Stormgard Kingdom, Solas Trollbane: Child, your experiences and sacrifices will forever be remembered by us. Ever since the founding of the Radiant Empire, the blood of heroes has soaked the entire history of the Empire.
These five people were known as the Five Heroes of the Dark Portal, and they were the most representative of the Sons of Lothar.
The Sons of Lothar were not the sons of Lothar. After the battle at Blackrock Spire, the Alliance army that participated in the battle called themselves the Sons of Lothar in memory of their late commander.
"I'm here under the instruction of my mentor to investigate someone, and I may need your help, Your Excellency." Lu Li quickly made his request when he saw that everyone was about to part ways in the city. Perhaps he would get more rewards if he completed the mission himself, but he did not want to risk his life when it came to the Twilight Hammer.
Even if this mission was not a Main Mission, he felt that it was at least an important mission.
"I don't know who your mentor is, but I'll agree to your request. The Brotherhood of the Horse will be at your service. You can call me Idiot." The old Paladin whistled a few times, and a few fully-armored Stormwind City guards rushed over.
Lu Li was overjoyed. He knew the strength of these Stormwind City guards better than anyone else, and judging from the patterns on their armor, they were members of the Stormwind Knights.
"Where are we going now?" The old Paladin asked Idiot.
"Do you know a Major called Samuelson?" Lu Li only knew the name, but he did not know where he was stationed.
If the rank of Major was placed in a small town, he would definitely be the highest ranking officer. However, this was Stormwind City, the headquarters of the Alliance. It was not an exaggeration to say that there were officers everywhere, and Majors were treated like dogs.
"Samuelson? What's his full name? "The old Paladin had never heard of him before.
Lu Li shook his head helplessly. It seemed that he had underestimated the difficulty of the mission. Just the name alone was enough to take him a long time to search for it.
"I know a Samuelson, but I'm not sure if he's the one you're looking for. I heard that his hometown was attacked by the Ogres, and he was transferred back to Stormwind City from Silithus a few years ago. He's a very low-key person, and I don't think there's anything worth investigating," one of the Paladins said.
"Silithus?" Lu Li's expression changed slightly, and a lot of information about the place popped up in his mind.
Lu Li had been to Silithus before. Other than the Chongzi, there were two other large groups there: the Cenarion Circle's Elves and the Twilight Hammer's believers.
The Twilight Hammer's believers were mainly Horde and a small number of humans. They would perform their own strange rituals there, or repeatedly excavate various ancient ruins in an attempt to find information about the Ancient Gods.
"That's right, it's him. Please help me find him," Lu Li said confidently.
What he wanted to investigate was a spy from the Twilight Hammer. According to the information provided by Garona, this human officer who was absorbed into the core of the Twilight Hammer seemed to be shouldering some kind of hidden danger.
The few of them saw the serious expression on Lu Li's face, and since their leader did not speak up for Samuelson, they could only bring Lu Li to Samuelson's camp.
As they approached the camp, Lu Li wanted to eavesdrop on what was going on inside.
Just then, he heard someone reciting something.
In the beginning, the abyss was dark.
When hatred exploded, there was fire.
When wounds scabbed, there was earth.
Cries of pain gave birth to wind.
What dripped from the sky was an ocean of tears.
We are born in the darkness.
The world we know is pure white.
For anger, hurt, pain, and sorrow.
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