The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Captains, this is the Mage Romance who calls himself the Grand Mage!"

Suddenly scratching her head in embarrassment, Lydia said: "Sorry, sorry, it should be..."

After thinking for a while, Lydia decided to tell a white lie to her two compatriots with milder illnesses so that their illnesses would not become more serious.

According to word of mouth among many Quel'dorei, grouping seriously ill patients with those who are likely to recover can easily make their conditions worse.

As for reporting any suspicious persons immediately, General Osdimank has already done it, so she just needs to spend time with these two good people.

The Quel'dorei can use arcane magic to achieve healing effects comparable to those of Holy Light, and their personalities have not yet been completely covered by their illness-related personalities. How could they be bad guys?

"A poor Quel'dorei who accidentally became insane after being contaminated by chaotic fel energy and mistook himself for Magister Rommath."

At this time, Mirandiya, who was dressed in a blue robe, interrupted and said, "Gentlemen, I can prove that Lidya is not wrong."

"I know his real name. He is Milhouse Stargazer. What an unlucky kid."

When a gun-wielding elf from the CyWing Brigade heard this, he immediately stood up and clarified: "His name is clearly Mimiron Blade."

With this male elf taking the lead, another elf holding a gun said, "Miolen, you are wrong."

"His name is obviously Metrisk Oren. I heard it from Desiree Bloodhawk."

"Oh, that's the one with big breasts and no brains... No, his real name should be Roromanda Heartfire."

"Wrong, wrong, wrong, you are all wrong, his name is Almos Starchaser."

"Where did you hear that gossip? It's not true at all. He should be Morse Taiya."

……

"I, Morse Dawn, am going to tell you something. All of you... well, how about just pretending I didn't say anything? Actually, I don't know either. I'm just here to watch the fun."

Hearing the endless arguments among the elves of the Cyclades around him, Lor'themar realized for the first time how tiring it was to manage a group of grown children.

If this is the case for most of the residents of Quel'Thalas, then he wants to say to the Quel'dorei... you simple people... I simple person, oh oh oh...

He had already thought of a possibility based on this gossip, and it was very likely, and even Halduron agreed with the idea, making eye contact.

I don’t know why the future great magician Romanth ended up here, and because he met an acquaintance... or a former lover... it was too bloody.

In short, because of the momentary excitement, Romance forgot to cover up his eye color and forgot to remove some inappropriate emblems.

As a result, he was successfully reported by his acquaintances for being like a madman, and experienced a horrific torture that he dared not even imagine... During this period, the Quel'dorei were extremely cautious in their attitude towards evil.

Soon after, the true situation of Rommath was deliberately spread by some people with ulterior motives and became a gossip rumor that attracted many Quel'dorei.

It is both a good thing and a bad thing, but Lor'themar thinks it is a very good thing and it is very helpful now... a certain help.

In this difficult racial survival dilemma, it unexpectedly provided the many Quel'dorei who were under great pressure with some channels to vent.

Due to various related reasons, Grand Magister Rommath has successfully had countless names, and Lor'themar has no idea whether he is alive or not?

"Lor'themar, as my 'good friend', you should know what I mean."

"I understand, Halduron, but could you please put me down first? Please don't make me say it countless times."

"I get tired easily if I keep looking up at the sky. It affects me easily... Did you see their attitude towards us?"

At this moment, Lor'themar and Halduron looked at each other quietly and came to a more reasonable conclusion.

Thanks to the great magician Romanth at some unknown point in time, the two of them were mistakenly thought to be... not accomplices, and they both became powerful figures.

"Okay, I'll put you down now, but it won't be so easy next time."

Putting the captain down at a 90-degree angle, Halduren twisted his right arm and said, "According to the current situation, no matter how strange we are, we won't attract attention anymore."

"I'm really not used to this kind of body. It's clearly an illusion, but my body thinks it's real."

Without Halduron's worries, Lor'themar said: "We must learn to adapt. We are Quel'dorei explorers."

At this time, Lydia, who was leading the way, turned around and said, “The compatriots around here are all full, let’s go to that place.”

Hearing this, Lor'themar's eyes narrowed and he said, "Can you tell me more about it? You are so... You are really a talented ranger!"

Lor'themar found this treasure girl extremely useful.

She had been the one who had guided him and Halduron along the way, and she had never harmed either of them.

As expected of a lively girl blessed with the arcane holy light, she is completely different from the other mature woman... probably, and her lazy priest sister.

"Master Captain, there are several legendary masters from our Quel'dorei."

"Unless it is necessary... Well, there are very few Quel'dorei there, so maybe we can..."

"We may be able to stop the main force of the evil monsters openly and make all the Quel'dorei proud of us!"

Regarding this sentence, Lydia couldn't help but look at the excited Lor'themar. He didn't care about the expressions of the Quel'dorei around him at all and just talked to himself.

Helplessly, she smiled and nodded, and made a cheering gesture to match Lor'themar's action.

At the same time, Lor'themar raised his fist to the sky and said, "Brothers and sisters, let us follow Vice Captain Lydia!"

Hiding quietly in the crowd, Halduron expressed that he did not want to stand with this foolish disciple... a brother who pretended to be innocent. The elegant and proud Quel'dorei should not be like this.

This is not an explorer. Halduron Mingyi would not recognize this behavior as an adventure. Adventure means moving forward bravely!

Seeing two captains whose performances were almost the same, Mirandia felt even more distressed about the plight of the two juniors.

Should she say it was lucky or unlucky? She didn't know, because it was almost impossible to get rid of the original goods in such a stupid way.

At the same time, seeing Lor'themar like this, a group of Quel'dorei echoed: "Captain is right, follow Lydia!"

Although they seemed to be fellow patients, except for a few who came in accidentally, most of them were allowed in one by one because of the first two leaders.

Not far away, a big sister in a blue robe who was treating the wounded heard the voice and felt more and more that it was an unwise decision to let her little sister follow.

Now, she understands.

Those two Quel'dorei who were worthy of being entrusted with the responsibility of others were no longer the original Quel'dorei, but just two poor patients.

However, when she saw her younger sister walking at the front of the Cybius Brigade and spotted many Quel'dorei specialists, she felt relieved.

There are so many normal people. What kind of waves can two patients surrounded by normal people make?

With this thought in mind, Desi Blood Eagle smiled and waved to her younger sister Lydia.

She and she held her chest high, both proud of her, Lydia Blood Eagle.

It was a rare moment of leisure, but it seemed to last a little too long afterwards.

Bang, bang, bang. Lor'themar took firm steps and said, "Lydia, Grandia, stay with Halduron and me for the time being."

"I guarantee with his beard that you are undoubtedly the great contributors to Silvermoon City."

"Of course, my brothers and sisters, we will all be great contributors to Silver Moon City in the near future."

Seeing the captain like this, Lydia, Grandia and other Quel'dorei smiled lightly and ignored the words again.

After all, Halduron was a handsome, beardless Quel'dorei, so how could they not know that he couldn't be a dwarf in disguise?

Even if it is a dwarf who doesn't like to drink alcohol but prefers to drink tea, he can really give off this kind of...silent and handsome guy.

Only Halduron among the elves had blue anger burning in his blue eyes. Lor'themar Theron actually dared to use his beard as a guarantee, which made him feel itchy.