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Chapter 387 The Brothers' Reunion

Merry Dancer (Shadow Dancer): "My lord, this is the latest information about some monster settlements we have explored. There are activities of the Frost Giant Tribe on this mountain, and there are a large number of giant ice worms in this ice crack valley. creatures, very dangerous.

There is a level [-] mine here, and there are a lot of rare ore resources nearby. We found some cobalt ore points.

Oh, by the way, there is also a terrifying ice worm boss here, which ate a few of our brothers, but we didn't dare to go up. "

Aidan (Lord of Winterfell): "You did a great job, brave adventurer. This information can greatly improve our control over the surrounding area. This is your reward. Please accept it."

After seeing off the adventurer's guild leader, Murphy went to the sand table in the lord's hall and checked it. As more map information was obtained, the content on the sand table became more and more detailed.

This is the second day after he established Winterfell. In just over a day, the adventurers collected a large amount of map information for him. The main monster spawn areas are marked.

The general topography of the surrounding area gradually became clear, with the port to the south, the large coniferous forest to the north, known as the dead forest, the open field to the northeast, and the continuous frost mountains to the northwest...

But what makes Murphy a little puzzled is that the undead that appeared two days ago disappeared as if they had suddenly appeared, leaving no trace at all, and there were no undead monsters within tens of kilometers around gathering places or dungeons were discovered.

What also left Murphy speechless was that [Summoning Brothers] didn't work. Twenty-four hours had passed, but Varian never showed any intention of showing up.

Could it be that Varian is so far away?Even summoning brothers doesn't work anymore?

At the beginning, he reminded the other party that if you want to find the Death Artifact, you'd better find it from Dragonbone Wilderness.

Another thing that bothered Murphy was that the task of finding the White Dragon's Lair was also unresolved. The Frost Mountains were a high-risk area with a very high adventure level.

The adventure level is as high as 50-75, and the deeper you go, the higher the adventure level.

In other words, adventurers at level 50-75 can move on this map relatively easily.

You must know that adventurers above level 50 are already considered high-level players, adventurers above level 60 are rare, and those above level 70 currently only exist in legends.

As a result, the adventurers who ventured into this area suffered heavy casualties. Fortunately, they could be directly revived in Winterfell. By investigating the corpses, some information was found, but nothing related to the ancient white dragon.

Forget it, good things take time, it's only been two days, just wait slowly.

Mo Fei comforted himself thinking that anyway, the boss was there and he couldn't run away.

Murphy simply decided not to think too much about it, and instead decided to go to the tavern for a drink. Speaking of which, the town has been established for so long, and he hasn't traveled around the city much.

After all, he is also a lord, so he wants to inspect the territory.

After leaving the town hall, Murphy walked towards the tavern.

Along the way, on the icy, desolate, permafrost streets, adventurers walked back and forth in groups, in and out of taverns, repaired equipment in the blacksmith shop, and smelted the treasures that had just been dug out of the mine. of ore.

There are also bundles of furs thrown into shops for sale. There are a large number of high-level beasts and monsters near Winterfell. Many adventurers who have learned the skinning profession have already started to team up to brush their furs to make money.

Of course, it’s not uncommon to complain that the price is too high—the price is the cost price of goods/services + tax rate. Murphy has set a 100% tax rate, which means that the price here is generally 30%-40% higher than other regions.

"Damn, this tax rate is too high. A grilled pork chop costs 5 silver coins, and repairing an armor costs 15 silver coins. It's money grabbing."

"That's right, I worked hard all morning brushing the animal skins, and only earned a little over [-] gold, and I spent five or six gold for just eating and repairing..."

Hmph, a group of people who don't know what to do, if they can enjoy this kind of service in the icy Northrend, let's go secretly.

Earn 400 gold in the morning, 1 gold in a day, almost [-] in coupons, more than [-] in a month, which is definitely a high income for the brick-moving party.

Murphy complained secretly, and walked into the tavern.

The tavern is full of adventurers, and the colder the area, the better the wine sales, and the game is no exception.

Murphy walked to the bar, raised his hand to stop the tavern owner who wanted to salute, "Give me a glass of dwarf spirits."

Throwing two silver coins at random, in this extremely cold weather, it is suitable for this kind of strong drink. It can not only stimulate vitality, but also provide a BUFF to resist the cold. Although Alterac barbarians are anti-freeze, they are frozen Yes, you will still feel a bit of biting chill.

Soon a glass of dwarf spirits was delivered to Murphy.

Murphy didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to it in one breath.

Because he has a physique as high as 80, his face won't turn red even after drinking a pot of spirits.

I have to say, it was quite enjoyable.

"Your taste is still so unique, Brother Aidan." A voice suddenly came from a corner not far away, the voice was not loud, but it was clearly conveyed to Murphy's ears.

Murphy's hand holding the wine glass froze suddenly, and when he turned around, he saw a man in a cloak looking at him with a smile.

What was shown above the man's head was the 'mysterious traveler'.

However, the voice immediately aroused Murphy's memory.

"Second brother! Varian?"

This shout immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the tavern, and in an instant everyone's eyes were almost all aimed at him. "

"Wocao, it's Varian!"

"Really or not, didn't it show?"

"I found it, I found it! Ten thousand gold coins are mine."

Murphy was speechless immediately, "Fuck off, I found it by myself. You didn't find this guy even under your noses. It's why you didn't get the mission reward. Come on, second brother, let's go to the lord's hall to talk."

Five minutes later, the two were sitting in the lord's hall, each holding a glass of dwarf spirits, and they looked at each other silently.

Murphy silently observed Varian. Varian had changed a lot. His black hair had turned gray and his body exuded a cold aura. Some skeleton decorations could be vaguely seen on the armor under the cloak.

Those eyes also turned into a faint blue, as if they no longer had the warmth of a living person.

Well, you don't need to ask, you probably already found Frostmourne. Murphy glanced at Varian's waist and behind, but couldn't find Frostmourne, but why didn't this bastard turn black?It turned out to be a neutral unit. After Arthas pulled out Frostmourne, he was immediately controlled by the Lich King.

Aidan (Lord of Winterfell): "How are you doing these days?"

Varian (Prince of Storms): "I have completed many adventures unimaginable to mortals, stepped through the canyons of death and destruction, witnessed unimaginable horrors, the sacrifice of companions, the withering of warriors, many deaths, but also from A little bit of success in this adventure."

Varian's words were very low-key, but it's not hard for Murphy to imagine how thrilling it would be.

"Where is Kel'Thuzad? And those princes of Lordaeron?"

"They've got their business to do, or tell me about you—why come here?"

"Of course it is to find you. We have defeated the orcs, regained Stormwind City, and the Stormwind Kingdom has also been restored. Now everything is waiting to be done. The Grand Duke of Lothar entrusted me to take you back. The Stormwind Kingdom needs a king."

Hearing what happened, Varian's eyes were calm, neither excited nor happy, nor guilty or disturbed.

"I'm not going back," he said.

Murphy nodded noncommittally, "Oh, why?"

Alsace pulled out Frostmourne back then, and was immediately controlled by the Lich King. He returned to Lordaeron and killed his father, and staged a show of fatherly kindness and filial piety, which triggered the natural disaster. Lordaeron Ron's destruction.

Murphy originally thought that Varian would follow the example of the gourd and go to Stormwind City to reenact the plot.

But now it seems that Varian is different from Alsace after all, his will seems to be firmer, his mind is more mature, and he did not fall into the darkness so easily.

"I'm already in the darkness, and the people of Stormwind City don't need such a king corrupted by darkness." Varian's voice was calm, but Murphy still heard a sigh from inside.

Didn't expect Varian's will to be so strong that he was not controlled?
"What's more, I can't go back now." When Varian said this, his eyes suddenly became firm.

"I used to shoulder the expectations of everyone. The people of the Stormwind Kingdom, my father, and the adventurers who followed me, they all pinned their hopes on me. They called me King Va and expected me to lead them. Defeat the orcs.

I really naively thought that I could turn the tide and save the world.

But I ended up letting them down because I overestimated my own strength, a mistake that cost me everything, and I will never make that mistake again.

Power, only power, can prevent the tragedy from happening again. Although I have gained a little power, it is not enough. If the orcs invade again, or some other terrible place descends on my kingdom, Perhaps I will fail you all again.

So I'm going to get stronger, and only when I'm strong enough to protect my people will I get back where I belong. "

When Mo Fei listened, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, this is the thinking of a strong party.

But he can also understand that sometimes the sense of responsibility is too strong and the pressure is too great, and this kind of striving for perfection will appear.

Varian continued: "So you should leave, leave this unknown land, and don't stay here for me anymore."

Murphy smiled, "Hehe, I quite agree with what you said just now, only strong power can protect yourself and the people around you in this dangerous world.

In fact, I am not here just to find you, taking you back is only one of the purposes, and my other purpose is also to find strength. "

Varian seemed a little curious, "Oh? What kind of power is that?"

"Do you know the white dragon that lives on the Frost Mountains?"

"Did you mean Borelius 'Frozen Flame'?"

"Ha, so you've heard of it, that's right, it's it, I'm here for it this time, I'm going to kill Polyreus, and take its power for my own use, but I haven't found its lair yet , so I probably need to stay here for a while."

Varian nodded, "That's right, I know where its lair is, and I can lead you to find it, but do you have enough strength to fight against the White Dragon King?"

Murphy smiled slightly: "To tell you the truth, during the time you were away, I also experienced some adventures and gained some strength."

Seeing Murphy so confident, Varian nodded.

"Okay, that's it. I'll take you to find the white dragon, but according to the rules of distribution of spoils for adventurers, I think I'm also qualified to distribute them."

"Of course, what do you want?"

"Well... I will tell you after I finish slaying the dragon."

The two were talking.

The door of the hall was opened suddenly, and Van Cleef rushed in hurriedly.

"Prince Aidan, I heard that you found Lord Varian—ah, Lord Varian!"

Seeing Varian exuding an icy chill all over his body, Van Cleef was obviously at a loss.

Varian was delighted.

"VanCleef? I remember you, so you're a Baron."

Van Cleef bowed, "Yes, Your Majesty the King."

Varian waved his hand, "No, don't call me king. I'm not qualified to take on this responsibility. I've already explained to Prince Aidan that I'm not going back to Stormwind yet."

Van Cleef immediately became anxious, "Your Highness Varian, please go back. Although the orcs have retreated, they will come back sooner or later. At that time, we need a real king to lead us. Most of your brothers died in battle. The remaining two are fighting for power for the king's power.

Lord Lothar believes that only you can lead the people of the Stormwind Kingdom, and even if it is not for these reasons, for the dignity of King Lane, you should go back. "

"What happened to the father?"

"The body of His Majesty King Lane was taken away by the orcs."

What!Varian finally showed a look of excitement, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, the chill on his body became deeper and deeper, and even the lord's hall became colder.

He closed his eyes, a pained look on his face.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again.

"No, it's not time yet, I can't go back yet, soon, I'm almost done with my quest, go back and tell Uncle Lothar that when the orcs invade again, I will definitely return to Stormwind City, those who dare to blaspheme my father The despicable orcs of the corpse will definitely pay ten times and a hundred times the price for their rudeness!"

Seeing this, Van Cleef could only nod helplessly.

(End of this chapter)