Chapter 69 Countdown to the Hundred Days Before the Opening Ceremony (Part 1)

Ryan knew Bolvar, a young man of extreme justice, self-discipline, and a model of chivalry. As an important minister of the kingdom, Bolvar's attitude is also very important.

Ryan nodded a little dejectedly: "Well, if there is no new opinion, then please leave first except the cabinet members. Our cabinet is going to hold an emergency meeting."

Together with the guy who was staring at him, Duke and a group of people who were not the core of the kingdom's power left under the escort of the guards.

Duke no longer cared about the discussion between King Lane and his important officials. Walking out of the Tempest Fortress, in the cold night wind, Duke looked up and saw the huge statue not far from the Tempest Fortress that could not be concealed under the night—the statue of Medivh, the guardian of Azeroth.

It was built to commemorate the twenty years when the great Medivh guarded the Stormwind Kingdom.

It is ironic that the once patron saint of the entire kingdom and even the entire world is now about to become the chief culprit in destroying the world.

As the person who was about to witness this scene, Duke also felt a bit spicy in his mouth.

The old man Norton came to Duke, and when he was about to say something, Duke said, "Let's go, I still want to ask for advice on how to become a sky mage."

"Duke, are you in a hurry?"

Duke shook his head and didn't speak. Because just now, the system wizard judged that there are exactly 100 days left before the black hourglass drains all the sand!

I don't know if it's because of Duke's crossing, history has changed drastically, and the Dark Portal incident has been greatly advanced!

Duke... not much time left.

In the depths of the Stormwind Fortress behind Duke, the king and his ministers were blushing, but there was no constructive result.

Three days later, Duke was suddenly summoned secretly by the king again.

In the secret meeting room of Stormwind Fortress, there were only five people in the room—King Ryan, Anduin, Bolvar, and an old magician who should be the guard.

The first to speak was the young Duke of Bolvar Fortagan: "Sir Marcus, this kind of thing would not have been revealed to you, but Lothar insisted on asking for your opinion, I hope you will not let us disappointment."

Duke nodded, knowing it. He knew very well that among the big bosses of the kingdom, normally speaking, a little mage like him would not have the part to speak. In the final analysis, in their eyes, he is just a rookie who is too young, a mage who can make some money, not a heavyweight.

He was called here purely because of his magical 'prophetic vision'.

Anduin's eyes were still sharp, but there were dark circles around his eyes that couldn't be concealed. King Ryan and Bolvar are similar, probably didn't sleep well.

Anduin propped his hands on the table, and said in a deep voice: "Things are going in the worst direction. On that night, we sent a total of three waves of messengers. The first batch was three messengers holding high the kingdom's flag and riding a griffin. Then they and their griffins were battered into charred bodies by lightning, and were found in front of Karazhan by the second wave of messengers."

Speaking of this, Anduin gritted his teeth and continued: "For safety, the third wave of messengers is divided into two teams, and they follow far behind the second wave of messengers. They saw the second wave of messengers being shot from the tower with their own eyes. At that time, the letter was shouting while walking, and at the same time held up the king's summoning guardian token-it was a special magic ring, Medivh could not have sensed the messenger."

Bovar interfaced: "Then Medivh allowed the third wave of messengers to send people, and dragged back the broken body of the second wave of messengers."

At this time, Ryan, who was sitting on the throne, crossed his fingers and pressed against his forehead: "The worst plan is that our guardian has become our greatest enemy. In addition to notifying the Tirisfal Council, we have completely There is no other way."

Anduin slammed his fist on the table and made a loud noise: "We don't even know what happened to Medivh!? If you want to destroy the Stormwind Kingdom, he can do it alone. But why do such a thing! "

Of course Duke knew why! Sargeras, the demon king, wants to vent his grievances for thousands of years. He failed to invade Azeroth many times in the past ten thousand years, and destroyed the body of Medivh's mother, becoming a ghost-like existence. Mere massacre could no longer appease the demon king's anger.

Not only did Sargeras want to completely destroy the reputation of Medivh, the Guardian, and even the Tirisfal Council, but he also wanted the creatures of the entire world to kneel at his feet in despair and fear.

These 100 days are the entertainment time for Sargeras to torture the people of the entire Stormwind Kingdom.

To be precise, this is just an appetizer before the beginning of destruction.

Ryan stepped down from the throne, patted Anduin on the shoulder lightly, calming his anger a bit: "Duke, we came to you, first to ask if you have seen more things. Second, , Anduin said that you are very capable. After all, it is impossible for the kingdom to do nothing under threat. Is there some way that does not cause panic among the people and can smoothly prepare for the possible crisis... You know, The most dependent guardian of the kingdom may betray, such news will cause the people to panic."

Duke thought about it for a while, and thought to himself: Old Mai, you are not kind, so don't blame me for taking out black technology that is not available in this era.

Then Duke raised his head and replied loudly: "We can strengthen three aspects: propaganda, early warning and strengthening the army."

Originally, I didn't expect the young Duke to have any opinions, but I didn't expect Duke to look confident. King Ryan also came to his spirits: "Say it."

"Propaganda is to inform the public that the monsters in Elwynn Forest have mutated recently. A while ago, I just hunted and killed a giant gnoll Hogg. That guy is over 12 feet tall. And the height of other gnolls is also the same. More than 7 feet. This is already a great threat to the lives of the people, and Stormwind City has decided to strengthen the security around Elwynn Forest."

"A 12-foot-tall Gnoll, hell, that's already a giant. How come I haven't heard of it." King Lane muttered.

"Your Majesty, there are actually some in the report given to you, but you have no time to pay attention to this small-scale monster attack." Lothar reminded.

Bovar curled his lips: "It's a good reason. We can take this opportunity to reorganize and expand the militia in various towns. After the busy farming, we will train for an hour a day so that the people can receive basic military training."

"What about weapons and equipment? Are we going to arm those peasants in advance?" Ryan's rhetorical question made Duke realize that in any era, peasants with weapons are not what the ruler wants to see.

Anduin glanced at the king: "You can transport some of the weapons to important towns, and send trusted officers to lead troops to guard them."

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