Hokage of Azeroth

"Lord Selindra, do you know where Master Heni Mareb is?" Rowe asked.

"He may be in the city of Lordaeron." Selindra said, "If you want to find him, you can use the portal here."

She led Rowe to a hall. The portal leading to the city of Lordaeron stood in the center of the hall, glowing with a faint blue light.

In the light, the scene on the other side was vaguely visible.

Different from what Luo Wei has seen in the game, this fixed portal requires a separate hall. It is large in size and can pass through at least a carriage without any problem.

There are many people on duty at the portal, and you need to register and pay before passing through.

The tolls are very expensive, far from being free like in the game. The distance from Dalaran to Lordaeron is not that far, but each pass costs one gold coin.

Fortunately, Luo Wei didn't have to spend his own money. Uncle Marcus was generous and directly gave him five hundred silver coins as payment and travel expenses.

After completing all the formalities, Luo Wei stepped through the portal.

He only felt a flash of light, accompanied by a slight dizziness, and the scene in front of him changed. In fact, it didn't change much, it was still a teleportation hall.

"Welcome to the city of Lordaeron." The mage on duty said formulaically without raising his head, "Register."

When he arrived in Lordaeron, Rowe did not go to Henni Mareb. Instead, he took Marcus's letter and went directly to the palace.

Under the notification of the guard, he soon met a minister named Brownell and handed Marcus's letter into his hands.

"The mayor of Nanhai Town was assassinated by the Syndicate?" Minister Brownell looked at the letter with a look of surprise on his face.

"Yes, sir." Luo Wei responded, quietly looking around with his eternal vision.

In places like Dalaran and Lordaeron, he could see many characters with multiple threads of fate, which made him quite curious.

"Why did the Syndicate do this?" Minister Brownell frowned.

"It has not been found out yet, but the assassination of the mayor has made the residents of Nanhai Town very scared. The Sheriff hopes that His Majesty the King can appoint a new mayor as soon as possible." Rowe said, "And it is best to appoint a powerful one. The mayor of the town, the specific content should be in the letter."

The minister read the letter carefully and remained silent.

At this moment, Luo Wei suddenly noticed that a dazzling golden light appeared deep in the palace - of course, only he could see this golden light.

The golden light is not holy light or any other magic, but the result of countless threads of fate coming together.

Since gaining eternal vision, this is the first time that Luo Wei has seen someone entangled with so many threads of fate.

Obviously, this is an extremely important existence on the timeline and can play a decisive role in the historical direction of Azeroth.

Luo Wei could probably guess the identity of the other party.

Golden light is coming towards this area.

Not long after, Luo Wei saw a young man with long golden hair slowly walking out from the depths of the palace. He was gorgeously dressed, had a handsome face, and showed unusual nobility in his every move.

"Your Highness the Prince." Brownell greeted quickly.

The blond young man nodded, then smiled and asked: "What's the matter, Brownell? Your expression looks a bit serious."

Brownell handed him the letter in his hand: "The Syndicate assassinated the mayor of Nanhai Town."

The prince frowned and read the letter: "These guys do all kinds of evil! It seems that for the people of Nanhai Town, we must select a new mayor who is qualified for his duties."

He chatted with the minister for a while, then glanced at Luo Wei and asked casually: "Is he the messenger from Nanhai Town?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Enter well." After leaving these words, the prince turned and left with the letter.

From the beginning to the end, Luo Wei lowered his head and did not say a word to him. He looked like a country bumpkin who was at a loss in front of the majesty of the royal family.

And this was his first contact with His Highness Prince Arthas Menethil.

He naturally knew that this proud and approachable young prince would be more widely known as the Lich King in the future.

His Highness the Prince's words of "good hospitality" made Luo Wei enjoy himself a little. The palace arranged sumptuous food, wine and a comfortable room for him.

However, Rowe did not stay here for long. He briefly walked around the city of Lordaeron and returned to Dalaran through the portal the next day to go shopping with Marisa.

After all, after they separated this time, they had to wait for a year and a half before meeting again. A year and a half of separation was already a long time for a man and woman in love.

Therefore, in the following days, the two of them wandered around together during the day and were inseparable. At night, they maintained negative distance contact for a long time, which is difficult to describe.

The streets of Dalaran.

As the crowd watched, a magician was performing a magic trick, or magic.

In Azeroth, magicians can actually be considered a type of magician.

They know more or less magic, but rather than summoning blizzards, they are more interested in using their magic and skills to do interesting tricks.

"Look at everyone, I have nothing in my hands." The magician repeatedly showed his empty hands.

Then without warning, a rose appeared in his hand, and people applauded.

The magician smiled and said, "This is just an appetizer. Next comes the main event!"

Rowe and Marissa were also watching in the crowd, but soon, Rowe's attention drifted to the two people talking not far away.

Specifically, they were a human and a dwarf, both of whom were wearing armor. From Luo Wei's perspective, they were obviously superior to the people around them in terms of rank and the threads of fate wrapped around them.

"Morgan, when are you going home?" the dwarf asked.

"I'll go back in a few days. I have to buy some good things for Liz and the others, especially that disobedient brat. I have to 'bribe' him every time." The human named Morgan said.

"Ah haha." The dwarf laughed heartily, "Frankly speaking, I really envy you, a family of five, living a happy life."

Morgan also smiled: "In fact, I thought I would become someone like Archbishop Fao, but later I found that I might be more suitable to find my home in a family."

"So you don't plan to run around anymore?" the dwarf asked.

Morgan nodded: "I think so. Lordaeron is prospering, His Majesty the King is wise and wise, and His Highness the Prince is upright, brave, kind and kind... What else do we have to worry about?"

"The days to come will be peaceful."

"Indeed, I think so too. My shield is probably going to rust." The dwarf shook the shield in his hand, and then suddenly clapped.

"Clap clap clap!"

"Okay!" The magician just performed a wonderful magic trick. Everyone applauded him and everyone was very happy.