Azeroth’s Death Track

Members of the Brotherhood of Masons! We are gathered here today because we have been treated unfairly!

Wearing workers' clothes, Van Cleef stood at the gate of Stormwind City. In front of his eyes were workers' representatives who had been owed 8 months' wages. He stood on a high platform, waving his arms, and shouted:

We only want our reward back! But those nobles are slandering us for rebellion!

We are unarmed! We will not throw our fists at our compatriots at all! We have restrained ourselves, but they still spread vicious rumors about us in our hometown!

This is unbearable!

Van Cleef's voice was full of pathos. In the past week, those nobles no longer confronted them head-on. They adopted more vicious methods. In the towns of Moonbrook and Gold Shining in the Westfall, there were rumors that Rumors about the Brotherhood of Stonemasons preparing for a rebellion were well-done, vicious rumors that even revealed details of the weapons trade between VanCleef and the goblins.

This made many civilians who originally supported the stonemasons feel fear. You must know that in the feudal kingdom, rebellion is a very terrible crime. If they were convicted of rebellion, many people would lose their families in an instant.

What is even more frightening is that the rumors of the nobles are not groundless. Only Van Cleef and a few managers know that they have indeed traded a batch of weapons with the goblins and hired some mercenaries, but that is not for rebellion, but for Prevent the private soldiers of the nobles from destroying the associations of the Brotherhood of Stonemasons in Gold Flash Town and Moonbrook Town and their relatives.

The problem lies here. At this juncture, no matter how Van Cleef explains, this matter has been unclear, so after discussion, the leaders of the Brotherhood of Stonemasons decided not to wait any longer. Today, they will persecute those nobles Make a decision.

No one wants to be used as a gunman. They have already sensed that a conspiracy is brewing, and they can't wait any longer!

Come with me, brothers, under the witness of the citizens of Stormwind City, let's go to the city hall to ask for an explanation!

With a big wave of Van Cleef's hand, the menacing members of the Brotherhood of Masons, those watching the excitement, or the citizens who were very sympathetic to the masons' plight, as well as the soldiers who were in charge of monitoring the situation, followed behind the foreman. Passing through the bustling business district, along the way, members of the Brotherhood of Masons waved their flags and shouted the name of justice, attracting many citizens to follow.

But Van Cleef felt a little weird, because under normal circumstances, there would not be so many people willing to get involved in this kind of thing. When he looked back, the crowd following him seemed aggressive, and the number of them had reached an astonishing number. More than 500 people.

The mighty crowd was like anxious beasts, and the atmosphere at the scene became much noisier. There was a trace of sweat on Van Cleef's forehead, but he couldn't stop. Once he stopped, his inner cowardice would be exposed , and the nobles hiding in the dark will realize that he is strong on the outside but doing nothing on the inside, and they will intensify their oppression of these poor workers.

He could only take them all the way towards the city hall in the old city, and at the same time, in the headquarters of SI:7 on the edge of the old city, Mathias Shaw, the master assassin who was dealing with other affairs, also Received reports from subordinates.

The 35-year-old master assassin frowned. After listening to the report from the secret agent hidden in the crowd, his majestic brows were frowned:

You said that there are many people with ulterior motives mixed in the crowd?

Yes! Chief.

The spy, who was dressed like ordinary people, replied: Many people have weapons in their hands. They are trying to stir up the emotions of the civilians. There is no doubt that they have a complete plan. In the name of the Brotherhood of Masons, they There is likely to be a real rebellion, today!

VanCleef is not a reckless man, he is a veteran, has participated in the orc wars, and there is no doubt that he has a deep affection for his homeland.

Shaw stroked his beard, the master assassin narrowed his eyes and said:

He was used, or in other words, he was just an insignificant role in this conspiracy... It's a pity that all the spies in Stormwind City are now mobilized to blend in with the crowd and keep an eye on those malicious guys, Once they plan to make trouble, arrest them!

Obey! Leader!

The spy led the way. In the empty office, Mathias Shaw rubbed his forehead. He leaned back on the chair, took out a magic image from the documents on the table, and placed it in front of his eyes. Staring at the handsome countess in the image, the master assassin muttered to himself:

Who are you? And why are you here?

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Soma! Get out!

Come out and explain!

Give us our money back!

Open the door! Open the door!

Standing in front of the gate of the city hall, the crowd is restless, everyone is shouting something, and in front of the city hall, the soldiers guarding here are facing a big enemy. They drew their shields and looked at the restless crowd in front of them vigilantly. Van Cleef Then he was talking to the officials of the city hall. He spoke fiercely, but the official was submissive, and from time to time he took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

We must give us an explanation today!

Van Cleef's expression became stiff with anger, and he waved his fists, aggravating his momentum, and he shouted loudly:

Salary arrears are bad enough, and you're spreading rumors, it's a shame! You're destroying our lives and our lives, let Sir Soma stand up, and we want him to apologize to us!

But Sir Soma hasn't been to the town hall for two days.

The conscientious official glanced at the anxious crowd with some fear, and said in a low voice: You can't change anything by being stuck here, listen to me, Van Cleef, I am also from Yuexi Town, from the bottom of my heart, I want to Help you, I heard that Sir Soma and the nobles are raising funds, believe me, they have already planned to solve this matter, all you need... just wait patiently.

wait?

This word ignited Van Cleef's anger. The veteran who survived the battlefield reached out and grabbed the officer's collar. He pointed to the crowd behind him and whispered:

You tell them, let them wait, and see how they respond to you! If Countess Katerina did not support us with some supplies, many people would not even be able to eat. We have been waiting for 8 months! You still How long do you want us to wait? 1 year? 2 years? Or just shut us up with a knife?

asshole!

The big foreman has also accumulated too much pain and irritability in his heart. Today, he completely broke it out:

Kings say if we work hard, priests say life will go well if I'm a good man and do good deeds, but in reality? The nobles, the greedy ones! Bastards like Soma, they're high up, we're just Worms under its feet! The king will send us pensions every month, but now, we don't get a penny! He dares to take the king's money! Let alone ours! I can't do it, I can't wait any longer I'm sorry, I can't do it!

Let me go! You're crazy, Van Cleef, let me go!

The yell of the petty official made Van Cleef take a step back. He looked at the soldiers who had surrounded him, shook his head, and said softly:

This country is full of oppressed people. You turn a blind eye. Every time a person tries to stand up, the nobles will shut him up. Now it's my turn, right? It's my turn!

Ding, Ding

Just as Van Cleef was confronting the soldiers and the stonemasons were about to step forward to help, there was a sound of a carriage behind them. Van Cleef turned around and saw the chubby Sir Soma stepping down from the carriage. A little pale, and behind him, followed by a group of soldiers carrying heavy boxes.

I'm here to solve the problem! Stop making trouble!

Jazz shouted:

All members of the Brotherhood of Masons, come here and take your money!

boom

The heavy box was opened, and the golden coins made everyone stop shouting, while the soldiers surrounded the box to maintain order.

Van Cleef!

Sir Soma walked up the steps of the city hall under the guard of the soldiers. He glanced indifferently at the bewildered foreman, and said in a deep voice:

In your eyes, there are no good people in this country, right? You trouble-making bastard, come with me! Let's talk about follow-up resettlement, I brought some money, but it's not enough to send everyone The salary, but we will raise it later, if you really want to solve the problem, come in and let's discuss the details.

Van Cleef looked back at the crowd that gradually calmed down, and he also breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Sir Soma, and the cunning fat man in front of him seemed to be a different person.

He silently followed Sir into the city hall and into Sir's office. When there were only two people left, Sir suddenly turned his head and looked at him with a strange look:

You want justice? I've heard you, and more than once, you feel like you're doing what's good for the kingdom, don't you? You rebel! Listen, I've got a choice for you, take it now with Your people go back to where you should go, we will always find a way to solve your problems, or you can go all the way on the wrong road, leading you and your brothers into the abyss.

Van Cleef heard a hint of ominousness from Sir's voice, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Sir Soma:

What does it mean?

It means...we don't have any money right now.

The chubby Sir sighed and sat down on his chair. He looked at Van Cleef with a sad look:

The money I brought was supported by the countess. That beautiful and noble lady just wanted to solve the problem quickly, but the problem is here. The royal family is building a navy, and the finances of the entire kingdom are very tight. Even if you kill I can't solve the problem.

That's your business!

Van Cleef figured out the plan of the knight in front of him, and he still planned to delay this matter. As for the money he brought, the money was only used to calm people's hearts.

We've got to live too! You've got to settle this, ser!

The big foreman gritted his teeth and said, We deserve it!

You deserve it?

Sir Soma's voice suddenly rose several degrees, and he screamed:

You are the king's people, you should make sacrifices for the king's image and honor! Just like those soldiers who set foot on the battlefield! Do you want justice? Desperately want justice?

This rebuttal made Van Cleef angry too, and he shouted:

I want to see justice and the truth, no matter how!

Very well, come on then

Sir Soma's expression suddenly became weird. He looked at Van Cleef, and all the expressions on his face were restrained. He took out something from his pocket with his white gloved hand and put it in front of his eyes.

It was a red dagger, with ferocious barbs, and a red cloth strip wrapped around the handle. It was an orc-style dagger, like some kind of trophy. When he saw it, Van Cleef widened his eyes. eyes, cried out aloud:

That'smine...

Yes, this is yours.

Jazz muttered to himself, he aimed the dagger at his heart, and looked at Van Cleef with a strange smile that could scare people into a heart attack:

You want justice, and for that you have walked this path of flesh and bones... When you have killed enough people, when you have sacrificed enough to the god of ignorance, you will see it , I hope at that time, you can show a happy smile.

For...for the glory of the king!

puff

The sharp blade pierced Jazz's heart from the front, and blood spurted out crazily along the blood groove of the sharp blade, staining the desk in front of Jazz bloody red, and the blood even splashed on Van Cleef's clothes, while the old soldier was dumbfounded Looking at this scene, his thinking was already confused, and he couldn't figure out what happened.

Until the moment when the city hall officials screamed and opened the door, they only saw Van Cleef squatting next to the Sir, covered in blood, and Sir Soma lying on the ground, who had lost his life.

boom

Silent sparks exploded over Stormwind City, completely igniting the powder kegs buried under the city... Amidst the cloudy clouds, a chaotic storm is coming.