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Chapter 165 The Hand of Reckoning

Lorraine didn't know what was going on with Eileen, but it was clear they were definitely looking for her.

The human mages of the Silver Covenant, in pairs, surrounded Lorraine, surveying the crowd in turn. If Lorraine tried to run now, he would attract the attention of the enforcers, and he wasn't familiar with the surrounding area.

Pipes and walls are everywhere.

One wrong move, and this sewer could become the master and apprentice's new burial ground...

Even his teacher inside him didn't know the routes within Dalaran... Like him, Rolin was arriving in Dalaran for the first time... The memory magic implanted by Aegwynn only indicated the target's location; in reality, he hadn't even seen who the person he was supposed to save was...

This feeling is somewhat similar to Rolin initially doing quests without plugins... no hints, confused, disoriented...

And it's very dangerous... once you're surrounded by enemies, you'll likely die...

Lately, "Godfather" seems to be offline? Ever since encountering the wolf god's offspring, he's been like an invisible man. The teacher received a secret hint... obtaining the Eye of Shadow will grant a special reward...

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"If you die in Dalaran, you're really dead! Your adoptive father hasn't been able to contact you lately and warned you to be careful, but you insisted on coming to watch the show..."

"Teacher, you didn't object when I came here... Now you're complaining... I clearly remember you saying that Dalaran was very mysterious and that we should explore every place..."

The master and apprentice were arguing amongst themselves at this point, but that showed they weren't actually panicking...

"The mission is urgent; we must adapt to changing circumstances!"

"If things get really bad, just drop the plague bomb..."

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The plague bomb, a weapon of mass destruction, was given to Lorraine by the commander of the Forsaken Legion before his departure... It's said to be a new invention by goblin bombers and high-level apothecaries, its power unknown... However, judging from the cautious manner of the commander of the [Hand of Vengeance] Legion, this thing must be terrifying.

Plague bombs and anti-magic potions will need to be placed in Dalaran if necessary... If the Hand of Vengeance's offensive is successful, there will be no place for humans to stand on the shores of Lake Lordamere...

Dalaran is in grave danger; Lorraine needs to act quickly before Dalaran takes flight...

The only thing we can be pretty sure of now is that the target is below the center of the Arena of Will... probably in the deepest secret prison in the Dalaran sewers.

Turning back... the arena was unusually lively! In the first match, the Draenei easily crushed the Scarlet Veterans... the audience who bet correctly cheered, while the losers cursed incessantly.

Lorraine had never seen such a chaotic and violent place before; in her memory, this group of people seemed like the thugs in the tavern in Moonbrook...

However, upon closer inspection, they were all elegantly dressed and well-equipped knights and mages. They were battling powerful figures... or rather, important people of considerable standing...

For example, the newly crowned Scarlet Highlords Tyrande and Fordring, the messenger of the Archbishop of Light, and the commander of the Silvermoon City Blood Knights...

If it weren't for the Silver Covenant spies closing in, he would have loved to try his luck and bet on the heroes' duel. He was now a 'millionaire' with dozens of gold coins, no longer the boy who was overjoyed with just a few silver coins...

If he knew the goblins' entry fee was 50 gold, he might be shocked...

"Alright. The Scarlet Crusade is out! Let me try against this guy with the tail..."

The first round had just ended when a masked man dressed entirely in black leather jumped into the center of the arena...

"who are you?"

Andrei, the Draenei garrison commander and representative of the Holy Light, was slightly displeased...

"Please remove your mask..."

"I'm sorry, but it's Ravenholdt's rule that I can't show my face unless absolutely necessary!"

The black-clad assassin shook his head and drew his dagger... A burst of flashing powder scattered, and the assassin vanished, his killing intent filling the arena of wills!

Andre has no liking for those who succumb to darkness; he seeks judgment against evil... and raises the hammer of holy light...

"Dedication!"

"The Hand of Retribution".

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