Azeroth Hoag Biography

"It sounds really exciting, but can I really trust you?" Ned's promise sounds fine, but Ozan is obviously a little uneasy about Ned's sincerity. After all, Ned has a criminal record. He had previously said that he would hand over all the orcs to Ozan, but now there are only some old, weak, sick and disabled people left. To be honest, killing these orcs who would not live long at first glance would not give Ozan much satisfaction.

"Of course, do you know the biggest difference between me and the Mages Council? I will only set the mission goal for you. As for how you complete it or how many people you kill during the period, I don't care. As long as you complete the mission on time and as required. , that's it." Ned said, turning a few orcs who wanted to escape into sheep, and then motioned for Ozan to do it himself.

Ozan nodded first. He needed this kind of freedom, but then his face changed slightly. He suddenly realized that this was not a sign of trust. On the contrary, this kind of pure exchange of interests would end up with betrayal. He So he questioned in a low voice: "It sounds like those mercenaries."

Mercenaries are not a lofty profession. In Azeroth, mercenaries have always been composed of barbarians such as gnolls, kobolds, and murlocs. They are responsible for the dirty work and wait until something goes wrong. When I was young, I was often thrown out as a scapegoat.

"Yes, but I have positioned you as a field commander. You can command a team to perform tasks, so you can rest assured that we will not arrange too dangerous tasks for you!" Ned knew Ozan's doubts very well. But he didn't intend to restrict Ozan in this regard. After all, if Ned really wanted to deal with Ozan, he could just do it directly, and there was no need to worry too much.

"Should you appoint the members of the team, or should I choose them myself?" Ozan didn't think of this. He was still calculating. Of course, he couldn't be blamed for this. After all, Ned's sudden change of face was too hurtful. Ozan's feelings have changed so much that Ozan still can't completely trust Ned.

"Of course it would be best if you want to choose it yourself! We can also save some work." Ned spread his hands, his attitude was so sincere, it even made Ozan wonder if the high elf in front of him was schizophrenic. speculation.

But after hesitating for a long time, Ozan finally decided to agree to Ned's invitation. After all, Ozan's life in Dalaran was not going well at this time. The Council of Mages had never relaxed its monitoring of Ozan, and The looks in his colleagues' eyes also made Ozan feel like a thorn in his back. "Perhaps a change of environment would be better?" Ozan thought secretly in his heart.

"You will definitely not regret your decision!" Ned smiled and stretched out a hand to hold it with Ozan.

When Ned and Ozan returned to the temporary camp of the search team, it was already midnight. Most of the battle mages and jackal druids had gone to bed, but there were still mages and druids keeping vigil in the camp. The Ruids, and Naris, uh, Sandra, who was sitting by the campfire grilling something.

"You are finally back, how are you? Have you found the orcs?" Sandra immediately noticed the returning Ned. She ran towards him and hugged Ned's arm with an innocent look on her face. Xie asked with his head raised.

"We found them, but for some reason, we fought with them and killed them all before we came back." Ned smiled bitterly and turned sideways, revealing the coyote behind him who was pulling a rough sled. Rui, on the sled is Ozan, who is dying and covered in injuries.

"Call the doctor quickly! Master Ozan's injury is very serious!" The battle mages who came to greet Ozan with Sandra saw Ozan's miserable condition and took a breath, then hurriedly ran to find the doctor, while the remaining The battle mages dragged Ozan to the warm tent that had just been vacated.

The army doctor who was sleeping was rudely awakened. He first measured Ozan's heartbeat, then took out a large bundle of bandages and began to bandage Ozan's body. Soon Ozan was bandaged. He looked like a phantom businessman, but even so, the old military doctor's face was still extremely serious.

"I have tried my best, but the low temperature and massive blood loss put him in danger of death at any time!" The doctor asked his assistants to take care of Ozan, then walked out of the tent and said to the battle mages waiting outside.

"Is there no other way?" the battle mages asked quickly. These young people who didn't know the details still had a good impression of Ozan, the battle hero, except for a few spies sent by the Council of Mages to monitor Ozan.

"There are still ways. If Lord Ozan is teleported to Dalaran immediately, there is still a high possibility of saving his life." The old military doctor said that he had tried his best, but sent Ozan to a professional doctor in Dalaran. Maybe it can be salvaged.

"Then what are you waiting for? Send him to Dalaran quickly! If you delay any longer, he will be dead!" Ned said eagerly. His performance made the battle mages who were not satisfied with him at first. They also changed their minds. This high elf usually has nothing to do except show affection, but when something really goes wrong, he is still quite reliable.

"Well, our teleportation mark is one-time use, so after teleporting Lord Ozan to Dalaran, he can't come back!" The battle mages seemed very embarrassed. After all, when the lives of teammates and the mission conflict with each other, it is necessary to give up. The task or giving up the lives of teammates has always been the most common and most reluctant dilemma for battle mages.

"It doesn't matter, the work here has been basically completed, and we have solved those orcs!" But Ned's answer dispelled the concerns of these battle mages. Since the task has been completed, this troublesome multiple-choice question In fact, it does not exist. Such an answer undoubtedly makes most battle mages heave a sigh of relief.

"All our targets have been solved by you? What evidence do you have to prove everything you said?" A battle mage stood up and questioned Ned's answer. After all, Ned's appearance didn't look like anything. The powerful Archmage, while Ozan is dying, cannot confirm whether what Ned said is true or false, so it is natural that Ned will be questioned.

"I didn't collect evidence. Ozan was seriously injured. I had to send him back for treatment quickly, so I didn't have time to collect evidence!" Ned shrugged his shoulders with a helpless expression, but it made the battle mages even more suspicious. stand up.