I have one more World of Warcraft Necromancer than you

"Do you think a scout like you can just see the Queen whenever he wants? Sergeants and below are not allowed to enter the Royal Forbidden Zone."

"I have important intelligence to report, concerning the future of the Forgotten."

The Royal Terror Guardians were skeptical.

This seemingly ordinary little magician dared to trespass into the Queen's forbidden area. Not killing him outright was already merciful.

"What information do you need? I can pass it on."

"Well..."

Lorraine hesitated. Her teacher had said that only by assigning the task to the right person could she receive the corresponding reward. Telling the guards would mean she wouldn't be able to see the beautiful queen.

“I want to say this to the Queen in person.”

The guards were very polite:

"roll!"

......

A sharp, hooked royal-issue longsword lay across my face.

Lorraine could only leave dejectedly...

I never imagined that even in the society of the dead, seniority matters.

Scouts are not even qualified to meet the Supreme Leader of the Forsaken.

This is different from what the teacher said!

.....

But thinking about it carefully, it makes sense; the Queen can't possibly meet just any Tom, Dick, or Harry.

This requires a sufficiently high reputation.

The teacher said that only heroes who have made enough contributions to Undercity will be respected.

Status and position are earned through strength and merit.

Is this reasonable?

.....

But isn't the Queen supposed to be kind and approachable?

Isn't the queen that the teacher has been longing for a great beauty?

A stunningly beautiful woman who tears apart the Crown of Domination, the Banshee Queen, a hero class combining shadow assassin and marksman hunter. A Dark Elf Ranger General.

What kind of beings are Windranger & Queen Sylvanas?

It's impossible to see your face!

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Sylvanas was once the Ranger-General of Silvermoon City. She was killed and resurrected by Arthas during the defense of Silvermoon City and forced to serve the Scourge.

Kael'thas Sunstrider, the last Blood Elf heir to the throne, allied with the Demon Hunter Illidan to seek a new source of power and save his people...

The remaining survivors split into several groups, with some blood elves who stayed in Silvermoon City joining the Horde through Sylvanas's introduction.

Silvermoon City became the main city of the Blood Elves, and from then on, the Horde had a new addition: Blood Elf Paladins with perfect figures and fair skin.

Therefore, Sylvanas is herself a beautiful blood elf general who was resurrected from the dead.

She also has two sisters who are on the opposite side.

She suffered alone...

The Banshee Queen was a highly skilled warrior in life, but she was resurrected by the evil sword Frostmourne, fueled by hatred and resentment.

Like all the Forgotten, the Queen is a tragic figure!

"Get out of here! Civilians are not allowed to linger in the military zone!"

The Royal Terror Guard is more severe than imagined.

Their ghostly eyes, hidden beneath their hooded armor, glowed red.

The murderous aura emanating from the curved sword forced Lorraine to leave the royal restricted area.

......

"Teacher, what should we do? They won't let us in. They say civilians can't get close to military zones, but I'm at least a scout."

"A reconnaissance soldier is just a common soldier; he means their reputation and rank aren't high enough. Later, when you earn merit and complete missions, you'll get the rank and be able to join..."

The master and apprentice chatted idly as they strolled around the inner circle of Undercity, with guards and adventurers passing by from time to time.

Someone rode past him on a dashing hellhorse, leaving a trail of flaming hoofprints on the ground, with a little imp covered in flames hopping and skipping after him.

"So handsome!"

Lorraine was filled with envy...

Roland told his apprentice that those were the exclusive mounts and pets of demon warlocks.

Similar to Ghost Rider, warlocks can summon demons from the depths of hell as servants and command them in battle.

However, warlocks are seen as the embodiment of evil, and they generally live as solitary figures...

He's a cursed person...not very popular...

The mage is completely different~

.....

After walking a few more steps, they encountered a black wolf rider from Orgrimmar charging wildly, nearly knocking Lorraine over...

The orc, with a tribal flag stuck in his back, ran towards the military zone, presumably because of an urgent military situation.

Lorraine muttered to himself as he walked.

"What's so great about it... How rude."

The teacher comforted him... "One day, you, Lorraine, will also enjoy the same treatment Prince Arthas received when he returned home. The entire tribe will cheer for you!"

"really?"

......

Undead creatures that talk to themselves are quite common, and most of the Forsaken are not interested in Lorraine.

Although there were guards patrolling, no one checked him once he left the military zone, and Lorraine didn't encounter any other trouble while walking around the city...

Everyone was busy with their own tasks, rushing around, yet free and easy...

Although they were unable to see Her Majesty the Queen, and were even roughly driven away by the guards.

Feeling a bit dizzy and lost in Undercity...

Can't tell east from west...

However, the fact that everyone around was of the same kind gave Lorraine a sliver of comfort...

......

Although the massive abominations beside me stomped their feet, making the floor tremble, and the green liquid in the underground moat bubbled and gurgled like boiling soup...

Faint human screams and the roars of some hellish demons echoed in the air.

As long as you avoid secluded, deserted alleys, the dungeons of the alchemy district, and the demon warlock's experimental summoning grounds...

The entire undead dungeon is really impressive...

Unique scenery...

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"I can't see the Queen for now, and I can't deliver the intelligence. I'll go to the Royal Alchemy Society and give the letter from Shadow Priest Savis to that Dr. Hal. There should be a reward for that."

"Dr. Ha'er?"

"It looks like the alchemy trainer, Dr. Halsey, in the alchemy section!"

.....

Following her teacher's prompting, Lorraine identified the colors of the flags on the wall.

Lorraine finally found the alchemy district after going around in circles.

The air was filled with the smell of a hospital, or more accurately, the stench of a slaughterhouse...

.....

I asked the patrolling soldiers,

In a corner, there was an alchemy shop.

Lorraine saw the legendary high-ranking alchemists, Herbert and Halsey.

.....

He took the initiative to greet them and handed over the alchemy recipe given to him by the Shadow Priest of Deathstroke.

Dr. Halsey adjusted his monocle, carefully reading the list of alchemy recipes and the Shadow Priest's letter. He glanced up at Lorraine every now and then.

It seemed to be observing this ordinary little necromancer...

“You’re quite good. Savis recommended you to join the Royal Alchemist’s Guild. I’ll have my colleagues collect the potion recipes you brought back. I’ll credit you for that! If you can help us find these alchemical materials, no matter how much, it will be a meritorious service for you.”

......

"I've heard you're interested in alchemy. I can teach you to identify special herbs and medicinal materials. I also sell healing and antidote potions here, and of course, if you'd like to buy poisons, that's not out of the question either..."

"The prerequisite is that you can afford the price or have enough merit. My recipe is only sold to the Queen's loyal guards; officers receive a discount. So, in short, what price can you afford?"

Before Lorraine could answer, Dr. Halsey had already extended his hand to Lorraine, awaiting his response.

"what?"

"Materials or military merits! If neither is available, gold coins are acceptable, but gold coins are preferred, especially premium commemorative coins."

Dr. Halsey's attitude was very clear.

Lorraine now has only one more premium currency and less than 20 silver coins left.

These were found on the remains of those in the Spider Mine.

There were some materials from the spider, as well as a lot of junk.

Or it could be a relic of the Twilight's Hammer...

.....

"Would this spider venom sac work?"

"Oh? Let me see."

Dr. Halsey examined the spider venom sacs that Lorraine had taken out, especially the one from the rare elite.

"Hmm, not bad, there's a lot of valuable content, you deserve some credit. But is there anything else?"

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"That's all. That's all for now. Are fish-men's hearts useful?"

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"Useful, of course it's useful. Everything in the world, even a pair of underpants, has its use. Take it, and I'll give you another credit."

Dr. Halsey took the fishman's heart with a sinister smile.

Lorraine picked that thing up casually before being teleported; he remembered it being in an alchemy recipe.

.....

"However, these materials are far from enough to refine the plague potion we need. Scout, go and find more useful materials. If you find any valuable materials, I might reward you with a few precious recipes."

As if sensing that Lorraine might not have anything of value, the doctor casually tossed over a herbal compendium and an introductory book on alchemy.

"Remember, patience and discipline are essential. You can get out of here, rookie."

Dr. Halsey turned back to his tinkering with his bottles and jars, ignoring Lorraine.

Lorraine was left standing there, staring blankly at the two thick illustrated guides...

.....

"Teacher, he took the things, just gave me two tattered books and that was it?"

"Take this, it's a beginner's guide to herbalism. Your reputation isn't high enough, he won't give you anything good. That's just how the world is; if you don't have status, no one will respect you. Quick, go to the magic district and find information about necromancy. We've already wasted almost two days!"

"What, two days?"

Lorin let slip that if they didn't find his eye near Dalaran within seven days, the 'godfather's' punishment would come.

He can't explain too much to the host!

He wasn't good at lying, so he could only try to comfort little Lorraine...

He can say it off the top of his head...

"The aftereffects of saving you last time mean that if I can't find what I need in a certain place within seven days, I will vanish into nothingness. Do you want your teacher to disappear?"