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Chapter 223 Negotiation

The leader of the Sunreavers, the blood elf archmage Aethas, said he did not know the Plaguebringer...

Everyone could only look back at the Queen in bewilderment...

Queen Sylvanas sneered: "You mean we pretended to lose a soldier ourselves? That's why we're causing trouble for Dalaran?"

Rhonin quickly replied, "No, Lady Sylvanas. I just want to confirm one thing: Dalaran will not arbitrarily imprison anyone!"

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"Bullshit! The old man has been locked up here for over a thousand years, is that a lie? Are the spirits locked up at the bottom of those wells fake? And is the tattered, patched-up, and barely holdable Violet Prison just filled with air... Sigh, you brat, don't you blush with shame for talking big?"

Master Merlin, who was observing Lorraine, suddenly cursed.

Upon closer inspection, Lorraine realized that Merlin and Winterwind were bound by four chains, which, though seemingly decorative, were actually shackles...

The runes on it shimmered with a blue glow.

“That’s right. I was the poor wretch they imprisoned back then. Because I have become an evil undead creature, the monster that Dalaran both fears and desires to become.”

The old man smiled with relief, lifting the shackles from his hands, treating them merely as decorations.

According to Lorraine's guess, Master Merlin is no longer bound by magical shackles; he seems to have simply gotten used to being here.

Master Merlin seems to have become one with Dalaran, silently protecting this magical city...

Dalaran has been rebuilt from ruins many times, and many of its basic structures remain. What was destroyed were the magical floating towers that pierced the clouds, while the spaces that exist underground and form planar nodes are the mysterious Dalaran Secret Realms.

Lorraine sensed something was off about the atmosphere outside, and the reason was herself!

Lorraine, the plague messenger—today, that name will likely be known throughout the world...

Should I go out?

"No, you can't go out. Members of the Council of Tirisfal are supposed to keep a low profile, not participate in any politics or disputes, and take it as their duty to maintain order in Azeroth and protect billions of lives, especially to fight against visitors from outside the realm and demons or monsters from other nodes."

"Oh..."

Lorraine nodded slightly, still feeling somewhat uneasy.

The situation outside still seemed somewhat tense, and he didn't want to see more people die tragically... If his trip to Dalaran hadn't been so unsuccessful, perhaps not so many people would have died outside.

Even the warriors of Undercity will not fall into eternal slumber for coming to their aid...

Lorraine seems to have inherited some of his teacher's maternal instincts; his heart is still quite soft. Even though he's already a member of the undead, a warrior of the Forsaken Legion, and even a "Plaguebringer" spreading death and plague.

The Plaguebringer is a high-ranking position in the Royal Society of Apothecaries, a title that was proposed to the Queen by the Grand Apothecary Preston for Lorraine.

As a newly promoted level 2 infantryman, even if he captures Ambermir, he will only be promoted to junior officer, level 5 sergeant major, still a long way from level 6 stone guard and level 7 blood guard.

However, the title of "Plaguebringer" is not limited to Undercity. Undercity's elite "Hand of Vengeance" legion, a regular combat force, is also an honorary title, as are the "Gravekeepers" garrison and the "Death Hunters" elite guard, along with the "Defiler Legion" that fought in Arathi Basin and Alterac Valley.

Representing the will of the Forsaken army, spreading death and fear.

It was her outstanding performance on Wolf Island, her unique necromancer potential, and the ability that caught the eye of Lady Elwin.

The Queen greatly admired this unassuming upstart.

In just fourteen days, the Queen has witnessed the growth of a reliable Forgotten One.

If she had some reservations and doubts when she sensed the awakening of undead wills of equal strength to herself on the previous two occasions, Sylvanas acknowledged the Plaguebringer Lorraine during this battle against countless enemies in Undercity.

Even if this battle to take Dalaran ends in failure, she will save Lorraine.

This undoubtedly touched little Lorraine deeply.

After all, aside from his teacher, no one would do anything for a former ordinary mage apprentice. It was even less likely that they would mobilize so many of their fellow countrymen to rescue him...

Although, Lorraine and her apprentice didn't actually need to be saved...

Just as the atmosphere became somewhat eerie, and the undead warrior was about to raise his blade again...

A blood elf battlemage suddenly approached Aethas and whispered a few words in his ear. Aethas frowned upon hearing this, then nodded in understanding, followed by an embarrassed and conflicted expression. Aethas cleared his throat, then stepped forward and declared, "Captain Terra, the battlemage of the Sunreaver's Temple, did indeed rescue a Forsaken... He has already been sent away. I think it was a misunderstanding..."

Aisa gave the Queen an awkward smile, then nodded to Master Ronin.

"Sent away?"

The Dark Queen bit her lip, frowned, her eyes turned bloodshot, and she closed them in silence for two seconds. The Forsaken, including Lorraine, immediately received a message: "Confirm the location of the Plaguebringer. Those who see him, respond."

Lorraine was astonished, and the teacher inside him trembled: "Queen, I'm here... Let me take a look at your sexy thighs..."

"Teacher, you're so weak, please rest for a while. I'll go see the Queen in your place..."

Lorraine comforts her teacher...

The latter's resentment was about to overflow, but for some reason, perhaps due to the aftereffects of the Mirror of Truth, or as if his soul had been burned by Luo Ning's life-fire, he could only weakly groan, "You brat are really...too...bad. I...fought...for...you...for nothing!"

"Alright, you strange beings from another world, I'll respond to her on your behalf..."

Just as the master and apprentice were struggling to respond to their queen, unsure of how, Master Merlin touched Lorraine's forehead, releasing a magical fluctuation that the queen instantly sensed.

She opened her eyes suddenly.

He exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Thankfully, you didn't let me down..."

The Queen nodded and said to Aethas, "On behalf of Undercity, I thank you, Aethas. I hope you will give Seron's opinion much consideration, after all, Silvermoon City has fewer and fewer allies. I do not want the blood elves' future to be like that of the Forsaken."

"You sorcerer, stop bewitching people."

Before Aethas could answer the Queen's suggestion, Vereesa couldn't help but curse.

The last vestige of longing she felt for her sister vanished completely. She was certain that Sylvanas was no longer the general of Silvermoon City... nor the pride of the Windrunner family.

"Lady City Lord, stay here and protect your two children... Don't get involved in this endless war!"

"I don't need your feigned concern! Sylvanas, if you have any conscience or family honor left, then end your own life, lest I personally pierce your filthy undead body."

Vereesa was furious. She did indeed have a son and a daughter, her and Rhonin's human-elf hybrid twins.

Her sister seemed to care about her, but she felt it was more like a threat.

It also seems to be a kind of mockery...

"Venereza... let me talk, you go and rest."

Luo Ning quickly stopped his wife... He felt the scene was somewhat cruel.

"Alright, Master Rhonin. My second condition is simple: not only blood elf mages can enter Dalaran, but all members of our tribe, regardless of whether they are mages, warriors, or civilians, including undead, are entitled to enter Dalaran and human territory just like the living!"

Shiva took a deep breath:

"Because we are the rightful owners of this land, or at least, it was once our territory. We have the right to live and defend our land. The area around Undercity is the territory of the Forsaken, and if you trespass, I will not be lenient."

Upon hearing this, Rhonin looked down at the group of Alliance envoys and Kirin Tor council members in the square. Most of them were filled with righteous indignation, cursing and shaking their heads in protest against the Dark Queen's conditions.

The tribal ambassadors and neutral organizations were unharmed and watched calmly.

Rhonin chuckled, “Dalaran has declared neutrality. Khadgar's will is my will, and my order was a proposal passed by the Kirin Tor. Therefore, Dalaran welcomes all friendly guests from the Alliance and the Horde. We will not discriminate against any race, or even species, including the undead and the naaru…”

"However, Dalaran can only promise that this law can be enforced within the Kirin Tor territory. We have already established connections through Master Khadgar, Master Mordra, and Master Aethas to Shattrath in Outland, Stormwind in the Alliance, and Orgrimmar in the Horde. If you agree, we will open connections to several other cities, including Undercity."

"This is Dalaran's sincerity!"

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