The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Kill me? No, of course not. Our warlock's biggest goal is to become the new master of this group of demons, so we must be strict in the summoning contract. Over the years, there have not been many instances of summoning backlash. Anyway, the devil wants it. It's just the soul and the way to satisfy the desires. This is a transaction, and then it is regulated by the magic contract." The werewolf said to himself, his voice getting smaller and smaller, not long enough, only the sound of flipping the pages of the ward was left.

Just when Zelin was about to leave, suddenly Joseph turned his head.

"Man, what did you say to that draenei just now?"

"What did you say? It's nothing, it's just one thing Oleg asked me."

Zelin definitely does not intend to take a preacher of the Holy Light on the road, if someone preaches doctrine to him every day—no matter what doctrine it is—or asks him to observe various precepts and behaviors, he believes in himself. May not stand it for half a month. Therefore, the Demon Hunter thought of a compromise.

Before, Anduin came to the Cathedral of Illumination. In addition to exchanging experiences with the local bishops and asking citizens in the city who came to the church for help, he hoped that the cathedral could send a bishop to the formerly ignored by Stormwind City. Human town-night town.

The little prince believes that he and his father's neglect of the city guards caused Malagan to embark on the road of betrayal. He has worked hard in Stormwind for more than ten years, but he is still a defensive captain. This is his dereliction of duty. Similarly, he hopes to do something to say that the royal family in Stormwind Fortress will not abandon anyone during the crisis, and at the same time make compensation for those who have neglected before. One of the most important locations is the southern part of Elwynn Forest, the town of Nightlight in the Twilight Forest.

This small town of 3,500 inhabitants was once the food supply center of Stormwind, just like the Westfall. But as an inexplicable curse permeated the forest, the forest was shrouded in the dark all day long, and the sky was not visible, and the erosion gradually polluted the land, causing the originally prosperous agriculture to gradually cease and decline. Following the curse are the resurrected undead and wild werewolves, and the mutant spiders and wild wolves in the forest have also left their nests and attacked the pedestrians on the road, so that the bustling commercial roads are now only broken. Weeds between fences and gravel.

So this part of the Elwynn Forest was dubbed the Dusk Forest.

But when Yese Town needed help the most, Stormwind City did not send any reinforcements or helpers to them, and many local residents believed that they were abandoned by Stormwind City. Many people choose to leave their homes to make a living in Yuexi Town in the Wild West or Lakeside Town in the Red Ridge Mountains. Some residents choose to stay in their homes and try their best to make ends meet.

Later, during the administration of the Countess of Prestor, Duke Elro Eberlock, who was excluded by the corrupt nobles, decided to leave Stormwind and go to this town abandoned by the nobles to help the local residents. The Duke of Eberlock came to this forgotten land by purchasing a batch of weapons and equipment. His daughter Altea organized the townspeople to train their fighting skills. In the end, the Duke organized the group of militias and established a night watch force to deal with the monsters that invaded the town.

"I suggested to the Tamra garrison, why not send Orega to the town of Nightshade? You can preach the teachings of the Holy Light and temper yourself against cursed monsters. At the same time, the land is not like that. The front line against the devil is as dangerous as that. The local night watchmen have fought against monsters in the twilight forest for more than ten years. They have a wealth of experience. This is also a good place for Oleg to learn from. So Tamra agreed. When the reward from His Majesty Ryan came, he was going to recommend Oregaard to the town of Nightlight to His Royal Highness."

"I thought that silly girl was more suitable for the position of vanguard. Tamra is not afraid that she will anger the locals?"

"A young pastor will go with her. The preaching part is in charge of the pastor, and she is mainly responsible for the hands-on part."

"It's pretty much the same."

Joseph burst into laughter, and then he was involved in the wound on his back, causing him to take several breaths of cold air.

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. The same clan went to Yese Town to find a way to rescue the werewolves there. They are no longer contagious, so there is no need to worry about being bitten and turning into wild wolves."

Joseph noticed Zelin's unexpected eyes and quickly added. As he said, Joseph looked around and lowered his voice.

"Man, can I discuss something with you."

"What's the matter?" Zelin asked curiously.

"It's... I have never been able to make such a credit. People I know in the past regarded me as a **** who communicated with demons, just a useful bastard. So... this time when MI7 counts the battle credits. …Can you… Uh, I know it’s a bit difficult to do. If I owe you a favor, okay? But it’s okay if you refuse..."

Ze Lin froze for a moment, and immediately understood what Joseph meant.

"No problem, but I have a small request."

"What's the requirement."

"The credit goes to you, and the money goes to me. How's it going?"

Two bonuses, this is one hundred and fifty gold coins, which is a huge sum of money. Many farmers don't know how many years it will take to earn this amount. This is why there are so many adventurers in Azeroth. After completing an important commission, they can then purchase a property and live in retirement. However, most people fell on the eve of completing important commissions, and those who could do it all became warriors or respected lords.

"No problem, deal!"

In the Seventh Division of Military Intelligence——

Shaw looked at the report in his hand, which described in detail the process of investigating Captain Malagan. Including who among them played what role in this matter. There were several pieces of information waiting to be processed on the table in front of Shaw. The secret agents of MI7 are distributed all over the world. There are rumors that their filing cabinets retain the information of half of the world's people, and you can see anything that may or may not exist in them. In fact, many people may be more or less providing intelligence to MI7, some farmers, businessmen, and travelers. The only thing they have to do is to tell the designated person what they have seen and heard on the road and what they have heard in this area. Maybe they don't think this is some kind of intelligence, but MI7 is relying on this method to spread the intelligence network to every corner of Azeroth.

"Joseph." Shaw put down the report, an unusual cunning flashed in his eyes. "Jobs."

"Chief." The poison master from MI7 saluted Xiaoer.

"Pay attention to these people, mainly the warlock named Joseph. Report what they did to me."

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Chapter 1993: Pastor McDowell

When Zelin put his travel package on the carriage, he was just waiting for the reward promised by Anduin.

Of course, there is Joseph's copy.

Zelin originally thought that Joseph desperately needed a sum of money, but Joseph said that he wanted more opportunities. Seventy-five gold coins could not help him accomplish his goal, but if he could get the attention of the Alliance, maybe he could have more in the future. A good opportunity to make money. So his bag of money was also handed over to Zelin. One hundred and fifty gold coins, Zelin couldn't help thinking that before he accepted the commission of the Warlock Order, if he could earn so many gold coins in one commission, he would definitely find a way to stay there and earn a few more. Money.

"Olega, put your package on the side of the carriage. Let's put everything in it and sit by the carriage."

Zelin hired a carriage, and the journey from Stormwind to Nightstown was not short. They had to cross Elwynn Forest all the way east to reach the eastern outpost at the junction of Elwynn Forest and Redridge Mountains, and then along the road. Go southwest and enter the Twilight Forest. This road is relatively safer, and is protected by Stormwind guards or night watchmen along the way. The carriage is pulled by two horses, one black and one brown. Aureka dragged a package, turned around, and threw it into the rear compartment, where there was a sound of books colliding.

"Well, that's it." Oregaard looked at the carriage with satisfaction and clapped her hands. There was a high spirit of fighting in her eyes. "Holy light, we must pass the gospel of the holy light to every village outside the city wall!"

Zelin closed his mouth and said nothing. He calculated the cost of this trip in his mind. Originally, he planned to take the Griffin to Dalaran directly, but after asking the price, he temporarily gave up this idea. Tamra gave Zelin a good solution. Perhaps it was because Oregaard was uneasy to travel alone. The garrison officer was willing to pay for a carriage for the demon hunter. The only requirement was to send Orega to the destination. At first, Zelin thought it wouldn't cost much to hire a wagon, but later he realized that he was wrong, and he was able to do so only because the vindicator had a lot of savings in his hands.

"Why haven't our companions come yet?" Zelin looked around. They were staying on the side of the road outside the gate of Stormwind, waiting for another passenger-the priest who was going to preach and open a chapel in Yese Town.

On the lawn outside the gate, several adventurers were fighting each other. Many citizens and passers-by who were also adventurers stopped and watched. Several guards stared at them with slanting eyes to prevent the duel from hurting passers-by and turning into a riot. This is a custom. When a duel is held next to the city gate with the most traffic, the winner can quickly spread his reputation with the help of people's word of mouth. In the beginning, it was just a few adventurers' solution to their private feuds. Over time, it became a good place for adventurers to show their strength and win favor.

"Perhaps it was delayed by something." Oleja straightened her calf and looked left and right. "The believers of the Holy Light are always on the road to help others and dispel evil. I think that the respected pastor must have encountered a person in need on the road, so he could not arrive early. Don't worry, I believe he must Will arrive on time."

"As long as you are not late..." Zelin touched his chin. According to the plan, if they set off as early as possible, they would be able to arrive at the eastern suburbs logging field before night fell. Spend the night at the logging yard before setting off, striving to reach the town of Nights before night falls on the next day. Although, it is said that in the twilight forest, there is never day. "Do you know that pastor?"

"No." Olega shook his head. "But under the Holy Light, we are all brothers and sisters."

Before long, the sun gradually climbed to the center, approaching the agreed time. Suddenly, Zelin noticed that a middle-aged man in a dark brown robe approached them near the adventurer's duel arena. His hair became thinner due to age, and he was completely bald in the middle. He held a short cane in one hand and a heavy brown book in the other.

"Hey, hello." The middle-aged man looked up and down Zelin, but the easygoing in his eyes hardly made people feel that this was provocative. "Since there is no other convoy here, then I guess you are the warriors who solved the demon spies in Stormwind? I am Pastor McDowell. I am glad to see you."

"McDowell? This is Zelin." The demon hunter reached out to the priest. "I'm also very happy to be walking with you. This is Olega, the defender from the Exodar... a trainee. You have been watching the duel just now?"

"Yeah, this has always been an activity I like very much. To be honest, I prefer to take up the hammer and fight against the evil that threatens the people. But then I was injured in the battle in Northrend, thanks to the Holy Light. I can save my life, but my right arm can no longer grab a heavy object, so I decided to take off my armor, put on a robe, and become a priest." There was a burst of cheers in the duel, and McDowell turned subconsciously. Turn your head and straighten your neck to see who is winning inside. But in the end, he shook his head disappointedly. There are so many crowds that he can't see anything. "When shall we leave?"

"The sooner the better, pastor, do you have any luggage? Just put it on the carriage. This carriage can carry at least five people and can hold a lot of packages."

"I don’t need luggage, walking sticks and books are everything I need. The only package on my body is the reward the Bishop asked me to give to you. King Varian bestowed it. Prince Anduin cannot come in person. It’s in Stormwind Fortress. There is always something to do." McDowell opened his arms and handed a heavy package to Zelin. "In this case, let's set off...what happened to this garrison lady?"

On the side, Olega squatted on the ground facing the carriage, holding her head in her hands, not knowing what she was whispering.

"Nothing, she always thought you were helping someone in need..." Seeing McDowell looked confused, Zelin thought for a while. "It's nothing, just wait a while. Thank you for helping me bring the reward."

Zelin took the package, weighed it, and put it in the back compartment.

"Get in the car, Olega, let's set off."

Facing the noon sun, Zelin sat on the left of the carriage driver's seat, and Olega sat on the right. McDowell sat in the seat behind the carriage. The demon hunter shook his whip, two horses pulled the carriage, and drove along the cobblestone avenue to the lush woodland.

"Olega, McDowell, did you go to the night town before?"

Zelin asked casually on the way. The farms on both sides of the avenue and the poplar trees on the roadside kept retreating.

"No." McDowell said honestly. "Since I left the North County Abbey, I spent most of my time as a guard in Lakeside Town against the Blackrock Orcs. I didn't leave the Redridge Mountains until the northern expedition to Northrend."