The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Don't let my wife hear this, she will come to trouble me."

Zelin shrugged.

"Your wife is an elegant lady, and she certainly wouldn't want to see you behave like a gentleman."

"Um... take it for this reason."

He sighed and did not intend to continue explaining on this issue.

Across the big trail, the harbour of Suramar is in the distance. After establishing contact with the outside world, two routes were immediately opened in the harbour, leading to Stormwind City and Orgrimmar respectively. On the edge of the pier, new berths are being expanded to create connections to the Black Sea shore and Yangfan Port. Route. Compared with the unfamiliar races of the Alliance and the Horde, Chadorei seemed more willing to communicate with the two relatives. The second is humans and tauren. Although the former is young, he already has a strong magical civilization, and the latter fought side by side with Xia'dorei against the Burning Legion in the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago.

The long-lived Chadorei still remembers how a tauren hero named Huen Gaoling helped them beat the devil.

Standing in the port, Zelin asked Anduin, Jialia, and Faor to wait at the dock, and he went to buy a ferry ticket by himself. In the past ten thousand years, due to self-blocking, all the material deployment in Suramar City has been controlled by the Grand Magister. Less than a year after contacting outsiders, they have begun to sell boat tickets, which cost money. In order to purchase magic wine. All this is no longer uniformly distributed by the Grand Magister.

They learn quickly. Maybe, you can see adventurers from the Nightborne in Dalaran in the future.

"Fifty silver coins?" Zelin frowned: "So expensive?"

Zelin not long ago took a boat across the endless sea from Booty Bay, and the price to Gadgetzan was only forty silver coins.

"Because the excellent boats made by the craftsmen of the night son can withstand the baptism of wind and waves and ensure the safety of passengers." The night son who sold the tickets had a proud look on his face, and said in a sharp and tactful tone: "The ticket is not only to pay for the crew. Hard work is to pay tribute to the great and dedicated craftsmen. Maybe you outsiders don’t understand, but thousands of years ago, our craftsmen have built excellent ocean-going ships. At that time, you humans should have just learned How to fish."

Zelin wanted to tell her that when he sneaked into Suramar a year ago, the artisans of the Night Sons were only responsible for making small canoes for the nobles that could travel in the city canals. When the prisoners were exiled, this canoe was not even possible. Too far away from the coastline will be blown back.

"Unless I am blinded."

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice appeared behind Zelin: "The fugitive back then is back!"

Chapter 2995

Zelin turned around, and he couldn't help frowning when he saw the person coming.

"Sorry, do we know each other?"

Yezizi sighed, holding the wand, she coughed lightly, pinched her cheek, and sucked her mouth hard, making her cheeks look as thin as wood.

"Oh! I remember." Zelin slapped his hand and stretched out his finger to the Night Son: "Are you Talissa?"

"I'm very sad. This way can remind you. I don't want to remember that bad time." Talissa looked up and down the demon hunter: "You still haven't changed, my friend. Since Dalaran's separation, it has been In the past year. Since then, you have been silent, and you have not been able to find out where you are in Dalaran."

"At that time, I, uh, how should I say, there are some very important things to do, so I have to disappear from the sight of others for a while." Zelin observed Talissa's clothes: "It looks like you have completely recovered. Healthy?"

The clothing style of the Night Sons is similar to that of Kaldorei. They are closer to nature. They like to use simple but not concise fabrics and lines. They are elegant and show their natural beauty and strength without hesitation. But in the minor details such as the shoulder armor, hood, and belt, they never spare time. They use intricately carved lines and patterns to freely display the exquisite skills and elegant art of ancient races.

The skin of the children of the night is light purple, which is the trace left by them having been soaked in the magic of the dark night well for tens of thousands of years without being exposed to the sun. Compared with her previous skinny appearance, Talissa is still slim as an elf, but her skin is shiny, and the light blue magic light in her eyes is brighter than ever.

"Compared with a year ago, I seem to have bathed in a dark well." Talissa moved her neck comfortably, but then she shivered as if thinking of something: "But when I think of how I felt last year, I can still feel the sharp pain from the depths of my bone marrow. I hope we will never face such a disaster again. The valleywalker Farodin has proved to all the night sons that the Druid’s way is important to solve the addiction. However, unfortunately, our Sindorei relatives don’t seem to have a cold about it, and they still choose to smoke arcane crystals and raise mana dragons."

"Probably because Kaldorei is on the Alliance side, and Sindorei is a tribe." Zelin spread his hands.

"Fortunately, before we were forced to choose to join the alliance or the tribe, we have used the way of druids to help the people get rid of the addiction and avoid becoming the withered." Talissa curled her lips: "The benefits of union are obvious, but they still They are accusing each other. It has been half a year since their messengers arrived at the Dark Night Fortress. Up to now, they have done nothing but accuse each other and discredit each other, and they all want us to join their camp, just like this time. Smart decision. Please forgive me, I don’t want to accuse the Alliance and the Horde of being just a bunch of idiots, but..."

"It doesn't matter, sometimes I have this kind of thought." Zelin said, "Anyway, it's nice to meet you, Talissa."

If the Nightborne were hit hard by the invasion of the Burning Legion, perhaps in order to maintain the continuation of the race, they would have to find a group of allies to maintain their safety. But now, the city of Suramar still maintains a strong power, and the society of the Nightborne is still intact. Relying on the dark night well, the army composed of nightsaber riders, swordsmen and magisters can easily guard the entire Suramar City.

Therefore, when facing the recruitment of the Alliance and the Horde, the Grand Magister was very wise not to make a statement of turning to either side.

The Alliance and the Horde are wooing the Night Son, but instead, the Night Son, who has just ended the barrier, has a better development environment in Azeroth.

Just like the Pandaren in Pandaria, they also maintain neutrality between the Alliance and the Horde.

"Me too." Talissa stretched out her hand and shook Zelin's shook: "Speaking of my relatives, Sin'dorei beside you, how is she now? I still remember her, is she okay? Is there a new mage?"

"She's fine, and she's still studying hard." Zelin nodded. He thought that in Mahakam Castle, Yamily would consume a magic crystal or eat some arcane fragments every other month. This made him think of Yanan's blood addiction.

Perhaps blood addiction is similar to magic addiction?

If the druids can cure the addiction of the Nightborne, then they should also be able to cure the addiction of Sin'dorei...

Maybe he should ask Xisally to take care of Irene if he has the opportunity.

It would be even better if the druid could clear the blood addiction from Lady Crow. Once successful, this can help many people in Yanan. Amelia might also need a treatment.

Suddenly, Zelin realized that there seemed to be many patients with various addictions around him.

Demon addiction, blood addiction. As an ashes, Frid can never get rid of his desire for flames.

Seeing that Zelin seemed to be watching something, Talissa followed his gaze, looked down at her body, then raised her head again, frowning at Zelin.

"...I'm sorry, what are you looking at?"

"Huh? Oh, no, nothing, I'm thinking about something." Zelin shook the ticket in his hand: "Good for you, Talissa, but I should go."

Talissa raised her sword eyebrows. The eyebrows of the Night Sons are very long, almost as long as their ears. They take it as beauty: "I thought you were visiting Suramar specially."

"If I have the opportunity, I would love to appreciate this beautiful city and buy some souvenirs by the way." Zelin shook his head: "But my friend and I have something urgent and must return to Stormwind City as soon as possible. It is an emergency. I can't help it."

"I understand." Talissa nodded. She spread her arms, took a step back, and bent over Zelin with the elegant etiquette of the Night Son: "Suramar will always welcome you, Zelin. I also welcome you, if not You, I'm afraid I don't know what the ending will be. I think you are trustworthy. Maybe I can trouble you one more thing?"

"As long as I can do it."

"The coming and going ships brought a lot of news that the Alliance and Horde messengers didn't tell us." Talissa raised her head and looked at the sea in the distance. Beyond the sea level, it is a world that is extremely strange to the Son of Night: "I heard that in the southernmost part of Lordaeron, on a place called Haguero Island, a group of strange new races appeared. They also have With pointed ears like elves. You are a person living overseas, Zelin, how much do you know about them? Are they really elves as the rumors say?"

Chapter 2991 The Wheel of Hatred

Zelin had a few words with Talitha. Explain roughly to her the situation on Haguero Island.

He only said part of what he thought he should have said-the Ayn people on Haguero Island did appear in Azeroth for the first time, and they had pointed ears just like the rumors. The Alliance has declared them to be allies, and the Ayn has also been in contact with the Horde.

Talissa clearly heard something.

Before leaving, she hoped that Zelin would have the opportunity to help the Night Son and the Ayn clan match up, and introduce Xia'dorei to the Ayn clan. She said that the court of the Grand Magister was very interested in this new race. She believes that the Night's Son and the Al Ayn can find a place to meet each other.

Not just long ears.

[Who is she? 】

Maria's voice appeared in Zelin's mind.

When leaving Dalaran, Maria stayed with Zelin. Zelin had a strange feeling. It was Francesca before, and now it is Maria, as if the two of them were relaying, staring at their every move. Of course he doesn’t hate Maria being by his side, but it’s really weird.

"My former friend, although we didn't know each other for a long time, we almost died here at the time. I helped her once...or maybe twice."

[The clothes are beautiful, aren't they? 】

"But it's not as beautiful as Yanan's clothes." Zelin cleared his throat: "Let me say that the clothes of the children of the night are closer to nature. They admire nature and the beauty of the body. But Yanan's clothes are more willing to highlight power. , Agile and vigorous, similarly, Yanan’s costumes will be decorated with gorgeous hollow decorations and shawls to highlight a complex beauty on the outside. It is like a deadly cheetah-elegant, gentle, but at the necessary moment. One blow is deadly! So, as a swordsman, I admire Yanan's decoration more."