The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Time will change a person, Your Highness," Zelin said. "Even one thing is possible. It will make a person good or bad. So there is only one way to judge, and that is whether there are eyes that perceive this change."

Anduin nodded, a trace of melancholy flashed in his eyes. "You are right. I should have paid more attention to this matter. I should have discovered Malagan's problem long ago."

"Taking all the responsibility on yourself is also a sign of a gradual decline. I didn't realize this until recently." Zelin spread his hands. "In fact, there are some things that you can't control yourself, and not all things can be known. It's smooth sailing. Since the loss has been reduced as much as possible after the incident, it is already due diligence. In your capacity as Your Royal Highness, I didn't expect you to come to such a dangerous place. You did a very good job. Don't blame yourself for this."

Anduin sighed. "You are right. Do me a favor. Return to Stormwind City first, and then let the guards and MI7 handle this."

As he said, a golden light enveloped the demon hunter, his tight muscles immediately relaxed, and the soreness on his body melted into nothing like spring snow. Afterwards, Anduin walked towards Tamra, the garrison officer was the one who was injured the most.

Olega on the side seemed to finally come back to her senses. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and ran to her brother. Seeing this, Zelin walked towards the werewolf who was leaning against the tree. Joseph still had a pale face, and that sword almost killed him.

"How do you feel?"

"I'm glad I'm still alive, but my legs are a bit soft."

Zelin stretched out his hand, took the werewolf's arm, and pulled him up.

"At least, I can sleep peacefully tonight, without worrying about being awakened by the fire and prison riots in the middle of the night."

It is certain that Malagan is the spy of the Legion. As for his behind-the-scenes master, there is no doubt that he must be a powerful demon. But this was not something Zelin had to consider, his thoughts had already flown to Dalaran. To solve the trouble in Stormwind, he wanted to get to that city as soon as possible, and then see if he could make a fortune before the situation took a turn for the worse, and then went back. Don't cause any trouble, and don't need any unnecessary attention.

"Yes, I can't wait to return to the lamb to be slaughtered. Damn it, it's so cruel... Man, are you okay?" The werewolf coughed a few times while clutching his chest. "Ah, it seems that this time I have to take a good rest for a few days. I don't know what His Majesty Varian will reward this time. If only I can get a private house in Dalaran."

"Why must it be Dalaran?"

"Because that city is the safest place in the world. With so many powerful spellcasters and warriors protecting that city, even if other cities are in danger, it is estimated that Dalaran will be spared. You certainly don't want to see yourself hard. The accumulated property was destroyed by a demon invasion... Okay, let's go back first, it's too cold here. It's really unlucky, hello, what are you doing?"

Zelin pulled the ebony blade out again, stopped, holding his breath.

"There are footsteps..." He narrowed his eyes slightly. "There are a lot of people. Someone is surrounding here. There are about a dozen people. The speed is very fast...Olegar! Protect your Royal Highness!"

At the next moment, more than a dozen dark figures jumped out from the bushes. They covered their faces, and their eyes flashed dangerously. The moonlight shone on the dagger in their hands, and there was a cold light. Zelin's gaze quietly swept over the people in black who appeared around, there were twelve in total, and they surrounded them in a fan shape. The nearby grass shook slightly, and Zelin believed that there must be other enemies hidden inside.

"Wait, don't be nervous, they are not enemies!" Anduin's voice came from behind. Hearing the words of the little prince, the people in black on the vigilance stepped aside, and a middle-aged man in tight leather armor walked out. Under his dark brown hair, a pair of eyes full of alertness and suspicion swept all the people present. Man, finally his gaze stayed on Anduin.

"His Royal Highness. You left Stormwind City without leaving any oral or written information. Your Majesty Varian was very angry. He asked me to take you back to Stormwind Fortress as soon as I found you."

"Master Shaw, these warriors are not enemies. Thanks to their help, we will be able to find the Legion spies lurking in Stormwind tonight." Anduin's voice did not contain any tension that might provoke his father. He said calmly. "Captain Malagan is in collusion with the devil. These warriors have just defeated him."

"Marragan?" A hint of surprise flashed in Shaw's eyes, and then he was replaced by some kind of seriousness that concealed his heart. "Unexpectedly, so many things will happen when I leave for a while. Your Highness Anduin, please return to Stormwind Fortress first, and leave the matters here to me to deal with. I will make sure that there will be no accomplices of Malagan in Stormwind City."

"Then trouble you, Shore."

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ps: There is something very important today, so there are only 4000 words. I will try to make it up tomorrow

The first thousand nine hundred and ninety-one chapters Griffin Administrator

The demon spies in Stormwind were punished. The next morning, the king’s guard posted a notice on the hero’s summoning bulletin board with the emblem of the Wrynn family, announcing that the residents of Stormwind no longer need to be frightened by the threats lurking around them. . The curfew was temporarily lifted, but the number of soldiers patrolling at night is still very large, but due to the invasion of demons, many people still choose to hide in their homes after nightfall. But in the daytime, the worries on people's faces did dissipate a lot.

Zelin stood in front of the auction house, looking at the Darkmoon Faire poster on the wall. In the trash can by the side, lay several torn doomsday leaflets. Even if the Legion spy was caught, many people who wanted to do something ulterior secret while taking advantage of the doomsday still did not give up, either with ulterior motives, or they were really frightened by the doomsday. But they can no longer cause public panic.

Not long ago, Zelin went to the beast on the city wall to check the griffon beasts kept inside. These griffin beasts are similar to the monsters in the Demon Hunter World, at least in terms of appearance, although the griffin hair here is more conspicuous, and the hair on the neck is snowy white instead of the dark black in Zelin's impression. Near the animal pen, Zelin tentatively asked an animal pen manager how much it would cost if he wanted to buy a griffon.

Four hundred and fifty gold coins.

This does not include supporting animal pen equipment, reins, food, cleaning tools and training tools. Not to mention, it is necessary to spend another sum of money to invite trainers to train to fly, in case they fly into the sky and are thrown from the back by the griffon. During the period, Zelin also asked about how much money it would cost to hire a flying animal stable administrator. The administrator’s answer is simple. If you are a local, then the cost may not be too high, but if you want to go outside, usually only the alliance and the tribe official, or the local power in a certain area, such as the Bilgewater Chaebol, or the wealthy coalition, just Only the Explorers Association and the Sacred Relics Association can hire a flight controller in their camp.

The other party did not clearly state his weekly wages, but judging from the joking tone of the administrator, he didn't think Zelin could hire a flight attendant to serve him.

But in some respects, the other party was right. He can't take out four hundred and fifty Azeroth's circulating gold coins now.

After sighing heavily, Zelin looked away from the circus poster. Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure coming out of the auction house. With her head down, a pair of dark circles under her eyes, and a pendant in her hand, Oleja stepped feebly on the white marble stairs and walked to the open space in front of the auction house, with her tail drooping behind her, without a trace of strength, the wind was blowing. The appearance of being able to blow her down.

"Olega?" Zelin walked over and asked curiously. "Are you okay?"

The draenei raised his eyes, looked at Zelin, then dropped his head, and said weakly. "I'm fine...no, not good at all."

"Did you hurt last night?"

"Only my heart is hurt." Olega clutched her chest, heartbroken, with a little cry in her voice. "I betrayed the trust of the Holy Light. An evil person was close at hand, but I didn't notice it and believed him. It almost made a big mistake! I prayed in church all night, and my brother asked me to help this morning. Take a package, I'm going back, hope the Holy Light can forgive my crime."

"You prayed in the church all night?" Zelin looked at Olegar in surprise. Today the garrison officer did not wear armor, but a dark blue commoner and dark brown lederhosen. The clothes are bright and tidy, and some runes that the demon hunters don't recognize are embroidered with yellow silk thread on the chest, but without thinking about it, you must know that this must be related to the holy light.

"Yes, I must be firm in my conviction, and may the Holy Light forgive my mistakes." Oleja sighed. "My brother said that I may not be suitable as a garrison officer. He wants to find another job for me."

"For example?"

"Being a guardian of the temple or something." Oleja's voice sounded a little lost. "Maybe I can't face the devil, I can only stay in a safe place behind and pass the blessing of the Holy Light to people."

"You performed very well in the battle last night, Oleg." Zelin said in surprise. "You killed two demons, a controlled zombie, and gave Malagan a heavy blow. You have done many things that the guards couldn't do."

"But it was thanks to your investigation that you could find the real target. If it was me, I would definitely not be able to figure out what happened." Olegar scratched the back of his head. "Anyway, as long as my brother doesn't let me go back to secret blue island to raise thunder elephants. I have to go back to church. My brother's injury is still not healed. I will send things over. Today's prayer is not over yet. You Are you going to the auction house?"

"I don't have the money to go to the auction house. No, I'm just passing by. After the reward from His Majesty Varian is issued, I will go to Dalaran."

Before returning to Stormwind City last night, Anduin told Zelin and Joseph that he would send the reward for capturing spies to both of them as soon as possible. There are about seventy-five gold coins, one for each person. For adventurers, this is a generous reward. It is said that there is another piece of magic equipment from the king’s treasury. Joseph is very much looking forward to it. Zelin doesn’t know much about it. He plans to check the usefulness of this reward first. Even if it doesn’t make sense to him, he can go to Dalaran. Give it to Tuvis for sale.

Olega hesitated for a few seconds, and squeezed her hands behind her back. "Holy Light, I know that such a request may make people feel embarrassed, but before you leave, I hope you can persuade my brother to give me another chance. I will prove that I am qualified to continue pursuing the Holy Light. Truth."

"Persuade? How do you think I can persuade your brother?"

"My brother said, you have wisdom and strength, and you are a respectable warrior. So I think if you persuade him, he will definitely listen."

"How should I tell him?"

Oleja frowned and thought for a while before patted her hands. "Let's put it this way. You have missed an appointment once, so you need a missionary of the Holy Light by your side to convey the teachings of the Holy Light to you, in case something like going astray occurs again. How about?"

The corners of Zelin's mouth squirmed slightly, and he looked directly at Olega's eyes, making sure that she was not joking, and sighed heavily. He believed that the Holy Light must be blessing the draenei and let her live without incident until now.

"I... will try to see if I can help you, but I can't guarantee anything."

"Great, thank you, and may the Holy Light bless you."

The first thousand nine hundred and ninety-two chapters of the warlock's mind

Before King Wrynn's reward was delivered, Zelin went to the Cathedral of Light to visit the two wounded. Tamra's physique is much stronger than ordinary humans. They claim to have the blessing of Naaru, and can use the blessing power to quickly restore the wounds on their bodies. Zelin didn't know whether this was true or not, but the physique of the draenei alone was enough to make them quickly recover from this level of serious injury.

Werewolves are not so lucky.

"Hey, man, do me a favor to get the book over there... No, it's not the holy light book, but the green cover over there. Yes, that's it. Ah, the nurse here almost threw it away last night Get out."

"You actually came to the cathedral with a book related to fel? It would be nice if they didn't throw you out."

"I've decided. I have to study Demon Summoning. It is too difficult to fight alone. If there is a hellguard to protect me at any time, there will be no situation where I was slashed in front of me yesterday." Joseph was lying on his stomach. On the hospital bed, with his arms propped up, he flipped through the warlock training book that recorded the methods of summoning demons. He is now in human form, a strong man with a beard and broken brown hair, but the scar on his back that has not fully healed makes him lying on his stomach.

"Are you sure at this time, the powerful demon summoned won't kill you in turn?"