world of warcraft star messenger

Chapter 132 My Name Is Brooks
Tyrande returned the salute to Ravencrest, and said, "My lord, I want to see the prisoner you caught today!"

"That monster?" Ravencrest didn't think that Tyrande wanted to see that monster, but that monster was still very dangerous, and he couldn't guarantee it if anything happened.

"He's not a monster!" Tyrande laughed.

"Oh?" Ravencrest gave her a strange look, "Why did Miss Priest say that?"

"Is the demigod Evanna a monster?" Tyrande asked.

"Of course not!" Ravencrest was even more surprised, talking about how did the monster get involved in the demigod Evanna?He didn't have any bad feelings for Ai Wenna, and of course he didn't have much good feelings either.It’s just that Prince Leander was responsible for Evanna’s achievement as a demigod. This made him feel a little arrogant when he thought of Evanna. Without Prince Leander, maybe she wouldn’t be able to become a demigod. !

Ravencrest can't express this feeling, because Tyrande still has a Druid beside him, and the current Druids are divided into two schools. Claw Druids learn from the demigod Cenarius. Wearing clothes made of leaves, the one in front of him is a claw druid.The other is the raptor druids who believe in Awenna and gain the ability to transform into the Storm Crow. If they know that they look down on Awenna, nothing good will happen.The Claw Druid and the Raptor Druid have always been closely related, and Ravencrest did not dare to speak ill of Avenna in front of a Druid even if he was extremely courageous.

Tyrande didn't know that many shadows of Ravencrest had flashed by at this moment, she said with a smile: "As early as many years ago, High Priest Halderni had a perception with Your Excellency Awenna, and now I feel This prisoner has the same perception, and I can feel his heart."

"It's somewhat—" Ravencrest said a little amusedly, "You don't have any proof at all."

After a pause, he continued: "I know that if you want to see it forcibly, I will definitely not be able to stop it, but you must know that it is a very dangerous creature. Judging from the scars on his whole body, it is definitely a man with rich blood. Combat experience."

Tyrande looked at Ravencrest noncommittally, and said after he finished speaking: "This may be the favor of the Moon God! That's why Her Excellency Awenna was chosen by the Moon God. I don't think you will embarrass the Moon God." The second chosen target, right?"

Ravencrest frowned, thinking constantly in his mind, just now he had run on Tyrande with words, forcibly meeting Tyrande would be a jailbreak!

Malfurion looked at Ravencrest hesitating, and said for the first time: "My lord, don't forget that Prince Leanderel is the messenger of the moon god. I don't think His Royal Highness needs to give you orders in person, right?"

Ravencrest's complexion changed, and he asked embarrassingly, "Have you not consulted this Mr. Druid yet?"

Tyrande said with a smile: "This is Malfurion Stormrage, a disciple of His Excellency Cenarius the demigod. He once served as the president of the Druid Association in Pearl City for decades. I want to lead my lord Should have heard of it!"

Ravencrest was stunned, this Malfurion was very much favored by His Royal Highness back then!Otherwise, how could he be the president of the Druid Association?You must know that the presidents of those associations were all hand-picked by Leander, and now they are all the prince's confidantes. Such an important position cannot be left in the hands of others.

Ever since, Ravencrest thought badly.

The reason why Malfurion was able to become the president of the Druid Association was not because he was very familiar with Leander, but because Leander valued that he was the leader of the "future" night elves in history.

Not daring to do anything, Ravencrest finally agreed to Tyrande's request to see the monster.

When the monster was brought out, Tyrande was a little surprised to see that his whole body was covered with shackles, as if the shackles had wrapped a thick circle around his body, and he became a man in shackles.

"You're just guarding against him like this?" Tyrande said, looking at Ravencrest.

"He's very powerful. If he doesn't get more restraints, I'm afraid he will run away." Ravencrest also said a little embarrassedly, if it wasn't too late to put magic shackles on him, what he saw now would definitely These ordinary goods are a large arcane shackle.

"Take these down!" Tyrande said.

"Miss Priestess, I want to remind you, he is very dangerous!" Ravencrest said.

"Don't Lord Commander have the confidence to protect us?" Tyrande asked with a smile.

Before Ravencrest could speak, Malfurion said the second sentence: "We are not so powerless that we don't even have the ability to protect ourselves against a captive!"

This sentence made Ravencrest embarrassed, and he obviously forgot that there was also a former president of the Druid Association, and now at least Malfurion of the Arch Druid.

"Unshackle!" Ravencrest ordered immediately.

The shackles were untied, and the monster inside revealed the "prototype" again.

Tyrande took a few steps forward and cast moonlight on the monster, and then a moonlight fell from the sky and enveloped the monster in it.

"What's your name?" Tyrande asked, still speaking the night elves' Thalas language.

"My name is Brox!" replied the monster!

It turned out to be Salas!
Both Malfurion and Ravencrest looked at this monster named Brox in disbelief. One second ago, he was speaking something that the elves couldn't understand, but the next second he spoke Salas .No one thinks that he will, there is only one possibility, and it is the relationship of the moonlight.Could it be that he is really the second target favored by the Moon God?
Tyrande also laughed happily, and she continued to ask: "Brox, what race are you? We don't seem to have seen your kindred in Kalimdor."

Brox asked in a daze, "You said this is Kalimdor?"

Tyrande froze for a moment before saying, "Yes! This is Kalimdor!"

"Then where is Kalimdor? How far is it from Stonetalon Mountains?" Brox asked excitedly.

"This is three thousand miles to the east of Stonetalon Mountains!" Malfurion said, he was very familiar with this kind of geographical knowledge.

Brooks seemed uncertain and asked, "Are you sure?"

Seeing that he doubted his knowledge, Malfurion immediately said dissatisfiedly: "Of course, I promise in the name of the Archdruid!"

"Are you the archdruid?" Brox stared at Malfurion for a long time before asking, "May I ask your name?"

"Malfurion Stormrage!" Malfurion announced his name.

"It's really you, Your Excellency Malfurion, you seem to be much younger!" Brox said.

What?He actually knew Malfurion!
Shocked, all the night elves present were shocked.None of them thought that this monster named Brox knew Malfurion!

"What do you mean by that?" Ravencrest asked in a concentrated voice.

"So, if I'm not mistaken, you are the High Priest of Tyrande?" Brox ignored Ravencrest, but asked Tyrande.

High priest of Tyrande!

Tyrande panicked for a moment. She was just an ordinary priest. Although Digana intended to train her, she couldn't say that she wanted to be a high priest. Otherwise, what would those ancestors think of her?

"Tyrande is just a priest, not a high priest!" Malfurion reminded in a deep voice.

Brooks slapped his head and said, "The high priest hasn't taken office yet, so who can tell me what time I am in now?"

time?This is something that the night elves feel confused about. Because the night elves live too long, they don't need to set a time to give the tribe a sense of urgency. Therefore, the night elves have never had a method of timing.

"I see!" Brooks said helplessly, "You don't pay much attention to time, so who can tell me what happened recently?"

Ravencrest said: "Just received an order from Prince Leander, the devil has invaded!"

What he said is also a little personal. This Brooks knows Malfurion and Tyrande, so he should know Prince Leander even more!
"Prince Leander?" Brooks twitched at the corner of his mouth, looked at the three of them in disbelief, then put his hands on his head and said loudly, "Oh my God! How could this happen!"

Ravencrest looked at him warily, with his hand on the hilt of his sword, and asked in a deep voice, "You better give me an explanation!"

In one sentence, Brox was silent, and he asked with a wry smile, "Does the night elves still have princes?"

Ravencrest was furious immediately, pulled out the rune sword, pointed at Brox and said, "Prince Leander is the hope of the night elves. Like Queen Azshara, he is the ruler of our night elves. yes!"

Brox spread his hands to Malfurion and Tyrande: "I really haven't heard of any prince."

Tyrande looked at Malfurion with some hesitation, but Malfurion said, "Prince Leander is indeed the ruler of our night elves, and the best ruler in history."

Brox looked at Malfurion in surprise. He didn't expect to get such an answer, which was somewhat inconsistent with what he knew.This made him very tangled, he wanted to distinguish what, but seeing Ravencrest's aggressive look, he had no choice but to give in first: "Maybe I'm ignorant!"

Ravencrest took back the runeblade after hearing this, but did not return the sword case.

"It seems that we should send him to Ashenvale." Tyrande suggested with a wry smile. The current situation is no longer the time for them to make decisions. Some things that Brox knows are beyond the scope of the three of them.

(End of this chapter)