I traveled through time and space and became the Archbishop of Stormwind!

The two of them quickly finished the grilled fish. After their stomachs were full, Alvin felt sleepy.

After a brief chat with Valeera, he felt his eyelids twitching violently. He wanted to lean against a big tree and close his eyes to rest for a while, but he soon fell into a deep sleep.

The night breeze blew gently and the river gurgled, as if singing a lullaby for him.

After an unknown amount of time, Alvin suddenly woke up and found that the moon was already at its zenith. He looked around in a daze, but Valeera was nowhere to be seen.

His heart tightened and he immediately stood up and looked around.

Suddenly, he heard a soft sound of water and he followed the sound.

The moonlight shone like silver, shimmering across the river. Elwin peered through the shadows of the trees and saw an elf dancing gracefully in the water. Her long golden hair revealed Valeera, her figure strikingly beautiful in the moonlight.

The blood-stained leather armor was thrown on the shore. Valeera stood in the shallow water, and the moonlight shone on her body, as if covering her with a layer of silver gauze.

Her long hair fluttered gently in the breeze, and water droplets shimmered on her skin, as clear as pearls. Her every movement was so graceful, as if she had merged with the tranquil night.

Alvin stood on the shore, watching the scene quietly, stunned.

He had never seen such a beautiful sight. That beauty was not only on the outside, but also on the purity deep in the heart.

Valeera seemed to notice Alvin's gaze, turned around, and was surprised to find Alvin standing by the river, staring at her blankly.

Her cheeks instantly turned red, her eyes flickered, and she didn't dare to look directly at Alvin.

She quickly hid in the water, leaving only a pair of bright eyes exposed.

"You, you..." Valeera said anxiously, but she choked on the water and started coughing violently.

Only then did Alvin react. He quickly covered his eyes with his hands and said, "Yes, I'm sorry. I woke up and found you were not there, so I came out to look for you. I didn't expect you to be in the shower!"

"Stop talking and go away!" Valeera shouted with a red face. She clearly saw Alvin peeking through his fingers with his eyes wide open!

"Okay! I'll leave right away! I'll leave right away!"

Alvin turned around in a hurry, and after taking a few steps, he turned back and said with a smile: "Valila, you are so beautiful!"

"Hmm!" Valeera's cheeks turned even redder. She lowered her head, and her reflection in the water showed her shy appearance.

She gently paddled the water, trying to hide her embarrassment.

After a while, Valeela came back.

The blood stains on her leather armor were gone, evidently having been washed by the river.

She walked slowly, with a shy look on her face and flickering eyes, not daring to look directly at Alvin.

The cold wind blew gently at night. Valeera, who had just come out of the water, had her lips frozen slightly purple. Her wet hair stuck to her face and her hands were shaking slightly. It was obvious that she was very cold.

Alvin saw this and felt a pang of heartache. He took off his robe without hesitation and gently draped it over Valeera's shoulders.

"Put it on. The wind is very cold at night."

Alvin danced and said, "I'll exercise a little, and then I won't feel cold anymore, hehe."

But Alvin overestimated his physical fitness as a pastor, and soon his teeth were chattering from the cold.

At this moment, Valeera suddenly stood up with a red face, threw off her robe, and draped it over Alvin.

"Then what are you going to do..." Before Alvin could finish his words, the girl twisted around and fell into his arms.

“…Don’t overthink it…”

Hearing the girl's shy voice, Alvin froze in his tracks.

"hold me......"

At this moment, Alvin only felt that his body and arms were warm.

Early in the morning, when Alvin woke up, he found that Yiren was gone again.

He rubbed his eyes and was thinking about what happened last night in a daze, when suddenly, a fragrant grilled fish appeared in front of him.

"Good morning, lazy guy." Valeera stood in front of him with a smile, holding a freshly grilled fish in her hand.

She got up early in the morning and saw that Alvin was sleeping soundly, so she didn't disturb him. She went to the river to catch fish for breakfast.

Alvin was about to open his mouth to talk about what happened last night, but Valeera quickly stuffed grilled fish into his mouth.

His eyes widened, and with the fish in his mouth, he could only make a "wuwuwu" sound and looked at Valeera helplessly.

Valeera smiled proudly, her ponytail twitching.

"Don't ever say it or think about it again, or I'll stab you to death a thousand times," the girl said softly.

Alvin chewed the grilled fish helplessly. Wasn't he even allowed to think about it?

"How are you?" he asked worriedly.

"Thanks to your healing spell, I've fully recovered. I have to say, your spells are truly amazing. No wonder the Syndicate wants to kill you!"

Valeera smiled slightly and made a gesture to flex her muscles.

After dinner, the two prepared to leave.

Valeera looked at the surrounding scenery, a trace of reluctance flashing in her eyes.

Elwyn brought Valeera back to Tarren Mill, and the outline of the town gradually became clear in the morning light.

They met Alyssa who was waiting anxiously outside the town.

Seeing that the two had returned safely, Alyssa finally put down her hanging heart.

"Thank God! You're finally back!" she whispered. "Blackmoore died yesterday. Although the people in the city don't like him very much, the atmosphere is tense now. You've done a great job."

Alvin looked at Valeera helplessly, and Valeera stuck out her tongue playfully.

But Alyssa finally breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't dare to delay and immediately took them to a secret place, an abandoned church in the north of the town, located on the edge of the town and hidden by dense trees.

This was once a holy place for believers, but later it was abandoned and now it has become a refuge for them.

Alyssa arranged for McLoux to stay here.

When they entered the church, Malocks was leaning on a simple bed. Although he still looked weak, he was much better than yesterday when he was on the verge of death.

His face was still pale, but there was a hint of light in his eyes and his breathing became much steadier.

His arm was wrapped in a bandage, obviously carefully bandaged. Although the wound had not yet healed completely, he was able to move on his own, which made Alvin and Valeera feel much more at ease.

"You're back." Mylox's voice was still a little hoarse. His eyes wandered between Alvin and Valeera. He didn't know their intentions. He asked Alyssa, but the girl said it would be better to let Alvin say it himself.

Valeera looked at Alvin, and when she saw him nod, she told MacLox the whole story.

"We need your help, Mylox," Valeera said earnestly. "Please take us to see the master of Ravenholdt Manor."

Malocks pondered for a moment and finally nodded.

"Okay, I'll take you to see him. The owner of Ravenholdt Manor - Jorazzi Ravenholdt, he also has another name - the King of Assassins."