Part-time BOSS

Feng Liuwu (Shadow Dancer): "Lord, this is the information about some of the monster settlements we have recently discovered. There are activities of the Frost Giant tribe on this mountain peak. There are a large number of giant ice worms in this ice crack valley. I am passing by with a sneak attack. creature, very dangerous.

There is a level 6 mine here, and there are a lot of rare ore resources nearby. We found some cobalt mineral spots.

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

Aidan (Lord of Winterfell): "You have done well, brave adventurer. This information can greatly improve our control of the surrounding area. This is your reward, please accept it."

After seeing off the leader of the Adventurer's Guild, Murphy came to the sand table in the Lord's Hall to check it out. As more map information was obtained, the content on the sand table became more detailed.

This was the second day after he established Winterfell. In just over a day, the adventurers collected a large amount of map information for him. With the adventurers' fearless reconnaissance and exploration, the entire surrounding area of ​​Winterfell The main monster spawning areas are marked.

The general terrain of the surroundings gradually became clear. To the south was the port, to the north was a large coniferous forest, known as the Silent Forest, to the northeast was the open wilderness, and to the northwest were the rolling frost mountains...

However, what puzzles Mo Fei is that the undead that appeared two days ago disappeared as if they suddenly appeared, leaving no trace at all. There were no undead monsters within dozens of kilometers around them. A gathering place or dungeon is discovered.

What also left Murphy speechless was that [Summoning Brothers] didn't work. 24 hours had passed long ago, but Varian never showed up.

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

He had reminded the other party at the beginning that if you wanted to find the Artifact of Death, you had better find it in the Dragonblight Wilderness.

Another thing that worries Murphy is that the task of finding the white dragon's lair also has no results. The Frost Mountains is 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 becomes.

In other words, it takes an adventurer of level 50-75 to move around this map relatively easily.

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

As a result, the adventurers who ventured into the area suffered heavy casualties. Fortunately, they could be resurrected directly in Winterfell. By relying on the investigation of the corpses, some information was also discovered, but it was not related to the ancient white dragon.

Forget it, good things take a long time, it’s only been two days, just wait and see.

Murphy comforted himself by thinking that the BOSS was there anyway and couldn't escape.

Murphy simply decided not to think too much about it, and instead decided to go to the pub for a drink. Speaking of which, the town had been established for so long, and he had not been around the city much.

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

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

Along the way, adventurers were walking around in small groups on the cold, desolate and frozen streets, going in and out of taverns, repairing equipment in the blacksmith shop, and smelting equipment that had just been dug out of the mine. of ore.

There are also bundles of furs thrown into stores for sale. There are a large number of high-level beast monsters near Winterfell. Many adventurers who have learned the skinning profession have begun to form teams to make money by brushing furs.

Of course, there are those who complain that prices are too high - prices are the cost of goods/services + tax rate. Murphy has set a 100% tax rate, which means that prices here are generally about 30%-40% higher than in other areas.

"Damn, the tax rate is too high. A roasted pork chop costs 5 silver coins, and repairing a piece of armor costs 15 silver coins. You're stealing money."

"That's right, I worked hard all morning brushing animal skins and only earned more than 20 gold. I spent five or six gold just on eating and trimming..."

Humph, a bunch of ungrateful guys can enjoy this kind of service in this icy and snowy Northrend, so they can just have fun.

Earning twenty gold in one morning is equivalent to forty gold in one day. When converted into coupons, it is almost 400, which is more than 10,000 per month. It is definitely a high income for the brick-and-mortar gang.

Murphy complained secretly and walked into the tavern.

The tavern is crowded with adventurers, and the colder the area, the better the sales of alcohol, and the game is no exception.

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

I dropped two silver coins casually. In this extremely cold weather, this kind of strong drink is just right. It can not only stimulate energy, but also provide a BUFF against the cold. Although the Alterac Barbarians are resistant to freezing, they can't be frozen for a long time. , you will still feel a bit of a biting chill.

Soon a glass of dwarf liquor was delivered to Murphy.

Mo Fei didn't waste any time and went straight to it in one breath.

Because he has a constitution as high as 80, he can drink a pot of strong liquor without his face turning red.

I have to say, it’s 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 hidden and passed to Murphy's ears.

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

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

However, the voice immediately evoked Murphy's memory.

"Second brother! Varian?"

This shout immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the tavern, and almost everyone turned their attention to him. "

"Wocao, it's Varian!"

"Is it true or false? It didn't show?"

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

Murphy was speechless at once, "Fuck you, I found it myself. This guy was even under your noses and you didn't notice it. You deserve not to 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 liquor, looking at each other speechlessly.

Murphy silently observed Varian. Varian had changed a lot. His black hair had turned gray, and he exuded a cold aura. Some skull 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.

Yes, you know without asking that you have probably found Frostmourne. Murphy glanced at Varian's waist and behind, but couldn't find Frostmourne, but why didn't this girl turn black? It turned out to be a neutral unit. Arthas was immediately controlled by the Lich King after he pulled out Frostmourne.

Aidan (Lord of Winterfell): "How have you been during this time?"

Varian (Prince of Storms): “I have completed many adventures that are unimaginable for mortals, walked through the canyons of death and destruction, witnessed incredible horrific scenes, the sacrifice of companions, the withering of warriors, many deaths, but also from There was a little bit of achievement in the adventure.”

Varian said it very low-key, but Murphy could easily imagine how thrilling this would be.

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

"They have their own things to do. Let's talk about you - why are you here?"

"Of course I am looking for you. We have defeated the orcs, recovered Stormwind City, and the Kingdom of Stormwind has been restored. Now everything is waiting for help. Grand Duke Lothar asked me to take you back. The Kingdom of Stormwind needs someone king."

After hearing what happened, Varian's eyes were calm, neither excited nor happy, nor apologetic or uneasy.

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

Mo Fei nodded noncommittally, "Oh, why?"

When Arthas pulled out Frostmourne, he was immediately controlled by the Lich King. He returned to Lordaeron and killed his father. He staged a drama of fatherly kindness and filial piety, which also triggered the advent of natural disasters. Lordaeron The destruction of Lun.

Murphy originally thought that Varian would follow suit and run to Stormwind City to recreate the plot.

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

"I am already in the darkness, and the people of Stormwind City do not need such a king eroded by darkness." Varian's voice was calm, but Murphy still heard a sigh from it.

I didn’t expect that Varian’s will was so strong that he wasn’t controlled?

"What's more, I can't go back now." When Varian said this, his eyes suddenly became firm.

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

I was and was really naive in thinking that I could turn the tide and save the world.

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

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

So I have to become stronger, and only when I am strong enough to protect my people will I return to where I belong. "

When Murphy heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional. This is the thinking of the powerful party.

However, he can understand that sometimes if the sense of responsibility is too strong and the pressure is too great, this kind of striving for perfection will occur.

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

Murphy smiled and said, "Haha, I quite agree with what you just said. Only strong power can protect yourself and the people around you in this crisis-ridden world.

In fact, I am not here just to find you. Taking you back is just one of the purposes. 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 in the Frost Mountains?"

"Are you talking about the 'Frozen Flame' Boleleus?"

"Ha, so you've heard of it. Yes, it's it. I'm here just for it this time. I want to kill Boleleus and seize 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 do know the location of its lair. 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 that Mo Fei was so confident, Varian nodded.

"Okay, that's it, I will take you to find the white dragon, but according to the adventurer's loot distribution rules, I think I am also qualified to distribute it."

"Of course, what do you want?"

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

The two were talking.

The door to the hall was suddenly opened, and Van Cleef burst in furiously.

"Prince Aidan, I heard that you found His Highness Varian - ah, His Highness Varian!"

Seeing Varian, who was exuding an icy chill, Van Cleef was obviously at a loss.

Varian was very happy.

"Van Cleef? I remember you, so you are already a baron."

Van Cleef bowed and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Varian waved his hand, "No, don't call me king. I am not qualified to inherit this responsibility. I have already made it clear to Prince Aidan that I am not ready to return to Stormwind City yet."

Van Cleef suddenly became anxious, "Your Highness Varian, please go back. Although the orcs have been defeated, they will come back sooner or later. At that time, we will need a real king to lead us. Most of your brothers died in the battle. The only two remaining were vying for power as king.

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

"What happened to my father?"

"His Majesty King Llane's body was taken away by the orcs."

What! Varian finally showed a hint of excitement, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and the chill on his body became deeper and deeper. Even the Lord's Hall became chilly.

He closed his eyes, a look of pain on his face.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again.

"No, it's not the time yet. I can't go back yet. It's about time. I'm about to complete 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 with corpses will surely pay the price ten and a hundred times for their rudeness!"

Seeing this, Van Cleef could only nod helplessly.