The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Tess held Letizia's hand and shook it: "I'm glad we can reach a consensus."

She doesn't like slaves, but she can't decide what every member of the alliance thinks. The excitement that could not be concealed in Laetisa's voice, Tess would also be happy to destroy the tribe, but what she wanted was to make the invaders pay the price, not to be excited about arresting slaves.

"But there is a pastor advisor among you. She is preaching peace. Shouldn't you kill her before starting the war?"

Tess looked at Letisha's eyes and realized that she was not joking.

"No, the priest is just doing what she should do. It has nothing to do with the war." Tess thinks that the Ayn people should be warned not to bypass the alliance: "I suggest that the Ayn set up an embassy in Stormwind, our mage A teleportation channel between Stormwind City and Haguero Island will be opened to facilitate communication. In Stormwind City, there are portals to each member’s capital."

"Oh~ I will do it. But before that, I should first meet with the special envoy of the tribe." Letiza turned to look at the skylight and observe the sunlight outside: "It's not early, their special envoy guard said that the meeting is planned. At sunset in the evening, it is the old place, Gurubashi Arena. That is a good arena. To be honest, I really want to build it into an arena for the Ayn tribe, where excellent fighters can pass honor. Duel training skills..."

"Wait, are you talking about the Horde Envoy?"

Tess thought she heard a very funny joke: "The envoy is dead."

Who knows, Laetisa showed an unexpected look, she didn't pretend it. It was a real accident.

"Dead? How come?" Letiza laughed loudly: "His **** came to Haguero Island yesterday and asked if I had time to meet with the envoy...cough." She accidentally choked on herself and coughed heavily. It took quite a few times before it came over: "Damn, the tea you prepared today is not good, Tess."

That was not originally prepared for you.

Tess thought silently in her heart.

"Sorry, I will prepare better in the future. But please forgive me. According to the information I have received, their envoy seems to have encountered some accident in Stranglethorn Vale."

"Really?"

"Stranglethorn Vale is very dangerous. Tigers, cheetahs and snakes are infested, and there are even some savage trolls. I guess it is normal for the tribe envoy to encounter any accidents. After all, those trolls are not picky eaters. No, to be precise, they are probably very happy. I saw a blood elf lying in my pot."

Tess gave a smirking smirk, then put her smile away, took out the handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes: "So I insist that destroying the Stranglethorn Vale troll is a just cause."

"Maybe the envoy just took a bath in the troll's pot and ran out." Laetisa said nonchalantly: "If the tribe can make some wise choices, I would be happy to talk to their emissaries. Talk."

"But... my intelligence source said that the envoy is dead."

"Really? Then, after tonight, they will have a new charge—deception." Letiza glanced at the sky again and determined the time: "It's getting late, Tess, I should go. "It seems that she is still uneasy, so she emphasized again: "The Ion people have made all the preparations. Will the Alliance not give the Ion people a chance to show that they are a good ally?"

"Of course not, ma'am."

Seeing Letizia walk out of the room, Tess turned her head in doubt, thinking about what her words really meant.

The envoy of the tribe is still alive? How is it possible?

Regardless of what Tess was suspicious, Letizia had no doubts about it.

After returning to Haguero Island, Laetisa wrote a report of all the things that happened in Azeroth during this time, preparing to report to the sage group still staying in Tiriana. Before a new king is selected from the blood line closest to the royal family, the sage group temporarily replaces the king to make decisions, and the government continues to be carried out by the Chief Minister Gail.

At the entrance of the study, Joseph poked out his head cautiously, looking at the situation in the governor's office.

"Suppose you continue to stick your nose into the place where it shouldn't be." Lettissa is still sitting at the desk, but her voice clearly appears in Joseph's ear: "I will chop off your nose and make a specimen. Hang it at the door and ring the bell."

"Oh, sorry, I just heard the news, are you going to see the Horde envoy tonight?"

The werewolf walked out from the door frame and scratched his furry ears questioningly: "I apply to go with you, sir."

"Yes, I have no objection. I will leave in an hour and a half and arrive at the Gurubashi Arena at sunset. See me here in an hour. If you don't show up, I won't wait for you."

"Haha, how could I be late for such an important thing." Joseph smiled dryly: "Otherwise I really need a bell to remind me not to miss the time."

He thought he would be transferred back to Stormwind soon.

As a result, this afternoon, he received a secret letter from Stormwind City. As a result, the content of the letter was not to transfer him back to Stormwind City, but to order him to investigate the tribal envoy that suddenly appeared.

Seeing that Letisha ignored her joke, Joseph shrugged uninterestingly, turned and walked towards the stairs.

When Joseph left, Letizia wrote the last line of fine print on the report.

[...I suggest not to trust the alliance too much. We have common interests with them for the time being, but I cannot believe what actions they will take next. Their mortal enemy is the tribe, but if the tribe is destroyed, the Ayn's interests in Azeroth may not be guaranteed. I will have a meeting with the special envoy of the tribe, and the results of the meeting will be compiled in the next report.

Above. 】

Chapter 2945

Joseph often wondered why he would be surprised after experiencing so many things in Stormwind.

He believed that he would be able to squeeze a pterosaur egg into his mouth now.

"Excuse me, honorable messenger."

With a friendly smile on the face of the blood elf envoy, he lifted the skirt and bowed to Lattesha: "The other day, I was a little unwell, so that I couldn't make a visit in time. Anar\'alahbelore, please allow me to introduce myself. .My name is Tallilian, from the Bloodblade family, representing the tribe and elven kingdom Quel'Thalas, to extend my sincerest greetings to you. This is my guard, from the Darkspear... family Zaraka. "

"May all spirits guide your path." Zaraka placed one hand in front of him, and the troll's body was slightly bent, paying tribute to Laetisa.

The troll's body is very tall, even when he bends down, his forehead is almost the same height as Laetitia. This made Letisha frowned, her eyes flashing with displeasure.

Talilian keenly perceives Letizia's displeasure: "Zaraka, go get the gift I prepared."

Zaraka bent down and bowed again: "Yes, your envoy."

Seeing the figure of the troll leaving, Letisha regained her gaze on Talilian: "Your servant?"

"My attendant." Tallylian replied, "Very good attendant."

"But the attendants are just attendants. You should never become the master, what do you think?" Laetisa raised her eyebrows. In her eyes, Talililian saw some kind of chilling censorship. As if she was not observing a special envoy, but measuring goods in the slave market, to see if she could be a servant: "There are some strange marks on your body, marks of strength." She took a step forward, stretched out her finger, lightly Talilian's chest was lightly tapped: "A strong heartbeat, what are you worried about? Are you nervous when you stand in front of me?"

Tallylian forced a smile, but her slightly trembling body betrayed her true thoughts. However, Joseph next to Letizia was still immersed in his shock and confusion, and failed to notice this.

The news from MI7 is very clear. A few days ago, the tribal envoy was attacked at the Gurubashi Arena and died. The spies from within the tribe confirmed this statement. The tribe is arguing over the attack on the envoy. Some support war on the alliance, mainly the Bilgewater chaebol and the forgotten, and some believe that it should be resolved through diplomatic means. The supporter of this faction is the tauren. But one thing is certain, the envoy was attacked and probably really dead.

But now, the tribal envoy is standing in front of him intact? !

"You have a very strange...magic power? I'm very curious, Bloodblade, what kind of magic is in your kingdom?" Letisha narrowed her eyes slightly, walked around Tally's side, and hugged her in both hands. With her chest, her eyes slanted and staring motionless, Talilian, who was stiff in place like a statue, had a hint of caution in her eyes: "I guess you must be a spellcaster, right? Maybe we can talk. "

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Tallylian's forehead.

Fortunately, Zaraka who returned to relieve her.

"The present is here, your envoy."

Zaraka held a wooden box in both hands and walked to Talilian. The troll glanced at Letisha blankly, and offered her both hands.

Joseph touched his chin and smiled in his heart. The tribe sent a naive diplomat to negotiate with the Ayn. Obviously, Letizia didn't seem happy about it. The people in Stormwind would want to hear his report-the Ayn was aggressive in the talks, and the tribe’s incompetent envoy was helpless, and the two eventually broke up unhappy.

At that time, they would definitely have no reason to ask themselves to stay in this wild land. Even if you can't get an office in Stormwind Fortress, you have to get a house of your own in the old town next to it.

Laettisha lowered her gaze, stretched out her right hand to pick up the wooden box, and opened it casually.

The werewolf stood beside, but the navigator's skull shoulder armor blocked his vision, preventing him from seeing the situation inside the wooden box.