The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Sorry, I was so excited."

"I understand, Your Highness, Werewolf Blood is always violent. I'm glad you can continue to suppress it."

The sun shines through the skylight into the office of MI7, and Tess's head is covered with clouds.

After receiving the information, Amber immediately sent the information through the portal to the people who should have seen it-Matthias Shaw, the director of MI7, and Tess Greymane, who is in charge of the affairs of the new ally. Only a few people know the existence of that portal, and there are two-thirds here.

"It's a coincidence, Your Royal Highness."

Shaw gently flattened the corners of his mouth and took care of the exquisite eight-character mustache, with a tone as if he heard some bad joke: "When the tribe's advance messenger arrived at Booty Bay the next day, my agent received detailed information from the messenger. From blood The Sin'dorei of the Blade family is a warrior who is equally good at diplomacy, both rude and elegant, and an excellent candidate for dealing with unfamiliar races. There is also her troll guard, and someone who bridges him...unless it is a holy Blessed by the light, but the Holy Light will not throw the secret letter on my face when my agent prays."

Tess showed a puzzled look. She knew that Shore would never make nonsense: "...what do you mean?"

"I have always had confidence in my subordinates, your Royal Highness, whether it is their loyalty or ability." Shaw paced slowly in front of Tess, putting his hands in his trouser pockets: "But sometimes, I have to doubt that these intelligences Source. Of course, I am not accusing subordinates of traitors, but some cunning people in the tribe will deceive many kind and good people. As we all know, kind and good people are not suitable to be agents, but I can’t control everyone’s character. Only the Lich King can do this."

Tess narrowed her eyes slightly: "Is this some kind of false information that separates us?"

"No, I think it's true."

Shaw stretched out a finger and shook it meaningfully: "But at this time, this information was delivered to us. I guess, apart from someone in the tribe deliberately revealing the information, no new information can be found. Reason. I understand the alliance’s spy network, and its operational efficiency and operational capabilities. This information is not difficult for my agents, but it will never be so fast, unless someone who knows the matter deliberately reveals it ."

"We ignore this?" Tess asked tentatively, "Or, give this letter to Zelin in exchange for his support and give some simple warnings."

"We are in charge of searching for information, Your Highness." Shaw shook his head: "Rather than making suggestions. Anbo?"

"Yes, sir."

The female agent brought her legs together and saluted the officer.

"You did a good job, you can go back and continue your mission."

"Yes, sir, for the alliance."

After Amber left, Tess thought, and slowly sat back on the chair.

"We can't let him stay in Azeroth anymore."

Shaw kept his hands behind his back and said nothing.

"...Tell me, Shaw, where is Vindicator Oleja?"

Aurega remained in the Exodar.

Since returning to Azeroth, Allegar was finally able to free herself from the hateful infidels, cultists, heretics who pretended to be the Holy Light, and those sad unbelievers, and return to the normal society of faith in her eyes. . For a month, her life was only the church, the prayer room and the bedroom, one line at three points.

It's a pity that her brother Tamra stayed in Argus for the time being to perform the mission, and failed to come back. But even if she didn't see her brother, seeing so many familiar, friendly and pious believers temporarily dissipated her unhappiness.

"...May the holy light bless Tamra safe and sound. My brother is the most pious warrior of the holy light. I hereby make a humble request to the great holy light to illuminate the way forward for my brother when facing the enemy. , Gave him the determination to overcome all difficulties."

With his hands on the Holy Deed, Oregaard, wearing a draenei-style simple white robe, sat on the bed with his legs on the bed. The lavender crystal lamp shimmered softly, reflecting the pious cheek.

Whispering the prayers on the sanctuary, Oleja prayed for her relatives and friends over and over again.

"May Zelin realize the way of the Holy Light as soon as possible, and stay away from evil thoughts and evil spirits. Bless the Holy Light, I would like to use my glory and life as a guarantee. He will be the best Knight of the Holy Light. May the Holy Light open to him as soon as possible. My heart, I hope we can become the closest brothers and sisters of the Holy Light. Bathed in the Holy Light, you and I are all relatives..."

"Olega? Are you there?"

Olega opened her eyes in confusion, blinked her pupils with blue light, and couldn't believe what sound she heard.

"Eduna, is that you?"

She quickly turned over and got out of bed, and the tail protruding from the back hole of her robe dangled excitedly.

Running to the door of the house, Olegar opened the door happily, and a more mature draenei woman stood outside the door.

She is wearing a light blue robe and a wreath on her forehead. After noticing Olega, she gave Olega a friendly smile.

"It's really you!"

Olegar hugged Etona enthusiastically: "Since you are here, my brother is coming back too, right?"

Etona smiled helplessly and patted Olega's corner lightly: "I'm afraid not, Olega."

"Huh?"

Oleja loosened her arms, and the joy on her face turned into doubt again: "Aren’t you and your brother a comrade-in-arms of the Holy Light? The other day, my brother also told me that when he discussed the doctrine of the Holy Light privately with you, I would never be allowed to disturb you. He, or knock on his door? My brother said, you will live together forever in the future, why is he not with you now? Could it be that you have disagreements on the Path of Light?"

Etona covered her face dumbly.

She used to be a priest and was assigned to the same unit as Tamra in the battle to return to Outland. Later, she was very happy to be combined with Tamra into a new family under the blessing of the Holy Light. She heard that some people are indeed worried that a sister who is unstable and whose mind does not seem to be blessed by the holy light may become a kind of burden, but in Etona’s eyes, who would hate this kind-hearted, no-scheming little girl Where's my sister.

Except for certain times that might make her feel very embarrassed.

At first, she thought it was Tamra's sister who was dissatisfied with her, so she did this kind of thing on her wedding night. It turned out later that she only encountered an incomprehensible word while reading the scripture, so she came to Tamra to find a solution.

Later, she learned from Tamra that Olegar made new human friends in Stormwind, and she was very happy.

But I don't know why, Oleja ran back to Exodar now.

"No, no, Oleg, because the Holy Light gave him a new mission, so he had to stay in Argus. We won, but there are still some demons and evil spirits remaining in Argus, so everyone I need him." Etonna stretched out her hand and gently helped Olegar tidy up her collar: "But he doesn't worry about you. He heard that you are back, so I brought a letter. I thought you would. In Stormwind City or Dalaran, the bishop said to me, "You are back, and you go to the chapel to pray every day."

"Believe?"

"Well, here it is."

With that said, Etona took out a letter: "Also, Tamra asked me to ask, you..." Pastor Delaney thought about the language: "You asked the friend named Zelin to preach missionary work. How's it going?"

"I failed."

Olega lowered her head: "Zelin didn't want to discuss the holy scriptures with me at all. I obviously gave him so many holy books, but he never took the initiative to talk to me. Xisali clearly belongs to me. Friends, but every time, she and Zelin will discuss in the room, and the discussion is very happy, and the result is never willing to let me join them. I dare to swear to the light, Xisali must be discussing the belief in the moon **** with Zelin Question."

Etona was very happy, she had heard a lot of Orega's similar remarks, so she wouldn't laugh.

Unless I can't help it.

"Let's have a chat in the room, Oleja."

Etona took Olegar's hand and walked back to the small room with her. In order to be able to carry more residents in Exodar, the rooms of each resident are planned to be particularly small. But no one will complain about this. In that bad era, those who survived were grateful for the blessing of the Holy Light, or mourned the departed relatives.

"I have some insights about missions, Oleja." Eatona couldn't help but cocked the corners of her mouth: "First of all, tell me, do you often wear armor, hold weapons, and go directly to the target you want to preach?"

Oregaard asked in confusion: "Is there a problem with this?"

"Of course, Holy Light. Your armor will keep everyone away from you subconsciously. Look, when I'm with your brother, will he wear armor?"

Oleja thought about it for a while, then nodded: "It doesn't seem to be there."

"That's right." Etonna looked up and down Oregaard: "I haven't seen you in a few years, you are more beautiful. First of all, I will make a new set of clothes for you."