The Journey of the Demon Hunter

According to the cognition of the demon hunters, the druids are mostly extreme conservationists. After the signing of the Novigrad Treaty, they announced that they would no longer interfere with the normal pioneering activities of human beings, but in the same way, their sacred oak tree He Woodland hardly accepts any outsiders and visitors. The huge tree people protect the forest border under the druid's order and drive away all intruders who try to cross the border. Just like in Towsonte, even in the kingdom known for its knightly virtues, the druids would not allow any humans to enter their forests. His friend Dole Gare is an animal protector, but compared to the druid, he is not extreme at all.

The gray wolf lay on the floor, as if exhaling helplessly, explaining a question that didn't know how many times he had answered it.

"Wolves eat meat as part of nature, humans."

Zelin took out a few pieces of jerky from the package, and Olegar swept the ashes in the fireplace of the house, and a fire was raised. After feeding this wolf a few pieces of meat, it seemed to have recovered some strength.

Xisari Crescent, a night elf druid from Darnassus, an acquaintance of Allegar. Back then, the draenei spaceship crashed near the night elves city Darnassus, so there are more connections between the draenei and the night elves. At this time, Zelin realized what the fall meant by Allegar's earlier. These draenei are creatures from another world, and they stayed here after the spacecraft that carried them to shuttle between the worlds crashed in Azeroth. In order to thank the night elves for their assistance to the refugees, many draenei went to the night elves' territory for exchange activities.

Of course, Oregaard is definitely not a member of the exchange activity crowd. At that time, she was still working as a worker, building houses and repairing tents near the crash site of the spacecraft. So when she took a boat to the night elf’s Oberding for the first time, she thought that the horned eagle was a docile creature similar to the thunder elephant, and was almost blinded by a horned eagle. Fortunately, she was a hunter at the time. Hisalie stopped.

"Oh... yes, when Oberding was destroyed by the tsunami, a druid who turned into a fish saved me. Unfortunately, she died in Mount Hyjal. We could have become good sisters. So later I went to sign up for Druid training. As a result, after training for many years, I managed to persevere. It must be the gift of Goddess Elune, and I can finally experience the power of nature."

The gray wolf, or Hesally Crescent, was still lying on the ground, but at least he could prop up the front half of his body. It was strange to hear a wolf speak like a human, but it was even more surprising to the demon hunter to learn that the wolf was a purple-skinned elf. But it wasn't that surprising, after all, in his world, warlocks also had transformation skills in their studies, and Philippa Ahart was one of the best. However, Zelin believed that Philippa could never speak like a human being when she became an owl.

"Yes, I have heard rumors about you several times in the past." Oregaard stood by the fireplace, straightened her calf, and hung the sign representing the holy light above. "A night elf who has been trained as a druid in Moonglade for four years, even if other apprentices have shown an understanding of natural forces, she has not given up."

Xisally stretched herself on the floor.

"A lot of people say that she is a fool, and only the Holy Light can be a real druid. Now it seems that the Holy Light is really blessing you, Hisalie."

Hisalie sat up straight again, a threatening sound from her throat. Zelin suspected that if it wasn't for the leg injury, she might have jumped on it. It's just that Olegar didn't notice it at all, she took two steps back and looked at the holy light sign hanging above the fireplace with satisfaction. Fingers intertwined and placed under the chin, praying to the holy light.

"May the Holy Light bless McDowell to sprinkle light on this land again, bless me to defeat the darkness that threatens the town, bless Zelin to reach Dalaran safely, and Xisari to go further in the path of the druids. Naaru has not forgotten us, and I will keep in mind the teachings of the Holy Light to fight against darkness and evil until the end, Archenonporos."

In response, Xisali lay back helplessly, and the golden wolf eyes turned to the demon hunter.

"Are you walking with her? Oh, it must be very **** this journey."

"Fortunately. She is a reliable warrior." Zelin looked at the wound on Xisali's body. "You were attacked outside the town?"

"My task is to come to the Twilight Forest to assist the local druids against the werewolf curse. Ever since they regained the Luna Scythe in Gilneas, the archdruids have been studying the werewolf curse. Two days ago, I was sent. Go to the abandoned farm nearby and look at the figure of the dark knight that the night watchman said. In order to prevent a sudden attack, I became a gray wolf. As a result..."

Hisalie paused, her head drooping.

"The result?"

"The result seems to be the estrus period of the nearby wolves... It took me a lot of effort to escape, and I was bitten several times... The mission is completely over... Now my strength has not recovered to change again. In the wild, I was afraid of being targeted by hunters or encountering the **** crazy wolves in the wild, so I ran up to the town. In the end, I was shot by a night watchman and broke my leg. Fortunately, they Hearing my cry, I didn’t directly blow my head and then peeled my skin. As a result, the innkeeper didn’t allow me to live in the shop and had no money on me. If it wasn’t for Mrs. Iva’s manor to have a vacant room, I would have to lie down. A cold wind blows on the street..."

The gray wolf let out a sob, and Zelin sighed. Gently patted its fur.

"Don't be sad, this will at least allow you to remember to investigate the animal's habits before your next trip."

"Of course I know the habits of ordinary wild wolves, but who knows that everything is not normal in this cursed forest. Those wolves may be in heat, or they may just be crazy... I dare not stay to determine the situation, see When a group of wolves with green eyes pounce, everyone will run away subconsciously, okay?" Xisali waved her tail to drive away the fleas that had crawled on her body. "I will probably have to lie down for a day before I can change back again. Don't worry, I won't cause you trouble."

"It's okay. A pastor came with me. It happened that I went to the tavern to call him and let him come over to treat you. Maybe you will be able to recover soon."

Chapter Two Thousand and One by Sarah Radymore

The Blood Raven Hotel is probably the only noisy and lively place in Night Town.

The smell of sweat, pine wood, birch wood and grease mixed together, and the scent wafting from the kitchen, flew out the window with the sound of the violin, and disappeared into the endless night sky of night town. Two men with beer glasses, one with brown hair and the other with blond hair, humming out-of-tune songs, hooked their shoulders and walked out the door. Within two steps of the front door, the blond man ran to the side of the flowerbed, bent over and threw up. A female night watchman sighed, took out a pen and an old notebook, and recorded something on it. Zelin avoided the other drunk, squeezed through the crowd watching the hero's summoning bulletin board at the door, and walked into the hotel lobby.

Perhaps this is the first time Zelin can see so many people of different races staying together in harmony on one occasion. A dwarf and a dwarf standing on a chair are playing some strange board game. Two werewolves and a human stay at the counter and chat, the other human and the draenei are talking and laughing. Going along the stairs to the second floor, in the corner, there is also a human night watchman who is arguing with a night elf. But the noise overwhelmed all the voices, everyone was talking, but it was difficult to hear what everyone was saying. The demon hunter stood at the door, frowned, and looked into the tavern to find McDowell.

"Sorry, I borrowed it, please let me go, please let me go."

A maid squeezed past Zelin with a tray, and Zelin quickly stepped aside. He soon found that he was squeezed to the wall and almost hit the dwarf sitting on the corner chair drinking beer.

"Oh~ slow down, young man!" The dwarf quickly stood up and raised his glass to prevent the beer from splashing on him. "You can't attract good girls in a hurry."

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't pay attention..." Zelin waved his hand to apologize, still keeping his eyes in the hotel.

In his world, as long as the drinking humans, elves and dwarves are placed in the same place, after a short while, they will find someone to clean the spilled beer glass, and maybe there will be a doctor who treats the broken bones.

It didn’t take long for Zelin to see McDowell at a table. The bald middle-aged man was talking endlessly, his hands were gesticulating in mid-air, and several people around him were surrounded with gusto. Listen.

"...Ajjol Nerub, those spidermen are so tall and their claws are so long! Only plate armor can block their stabbings, but don’t think it’s safe to wear plate armor. Spider monsters will spray from their mouths. Out of the flying bugs, they got into the gaps in the armor and used the two pliers on the mouth to bite the skin. Once in the fortress of Fearless, there were these bugs that didn't know where they came from. We all went to sleep. You have to prepare torches by the bed."

Zelin squeezed the crowd in front of him and walked towards McDowell. The latter picked up the beer glass and found that it was empty, so a dwarf with a big beard immediately picked up the bottle and poured him a glass.

"I heard that the warsong fortress on the side of the tribe is not good. They actually rushed into the interior immediately after landing, but the tauren of the tribe actually had a group of relatives in Northrend, called the yak people, but when we used torches to drive the bugs , They use their tails to solve the problem. Also, death knights, do you know that group of death knights? At that time there was a death knight in the Dreadnought Fortress. I saw it with my own eyes. It was called Thassarian. I heard he was one. People killed a Lich!...Oh! Zelin, would you like to have a drink?"

Others followed McDowell's gaze and looked at Zelin.

"No, buddy." Zelin pointed his thumb at the store door behind him. "Someone is injured and needs your help."

"Oh! I'm here!" McDowell stood up, his stomach touched the edge of the table and almost knocked down a glass of beer. A human listener quickly reached out to support him. "Let’s talk later, friends. I’ll stay in the town of Nightlight in the future. If you have any questions, you can go to Mrs. Iva’s hut and find me. If you change places, I’ll notify you in advance. Goodbye everyone, someone needs holy light. Help, I have to rush over."

He picked up his hat, put it on his head, then picked up his cane, and squeezed a way out of the crowd. Walked to Zelin's side.

"What's the matter?"

"A night elf druid, wounded, gunshot and scratched, he was recuperating in Mrs. Iva's wing." Zelin briefly introduced the situation. "It's Hesally Crescent. Oregaard is looking after him. They seem to know each other before. You go first, I'll go in a while."

"Do you have anything to do?"

"Buy something here, and then write a letter to a friend in Dalaran, asking him what's going on there. I hope the postmaster is still here."

"Okay, see you later."

After learning about the local postal situation from Olejia, Zelin decided to find the local archivist first. It does not rule out that there is no possibility that anyone in the town of Nights will receive the letter. Malagan just casually said a place far away from Stormwind and few people know about it after Oregaard happened to run into it. It’s not far from Dalaran. Tuvis said that he has a shop in the Dalaran Magic Business District, but Zelin doesn’t know which one it is. Dalaran sounds like a huge city. He had better ask about the location and route first, and tell Tuvis that he is about to arrive, and then fly to the suspended city on a griffon.

When McDowell walked out of the tavern and Zelin was about to walk to the counter, suddenly, the night elf who had been arguing with the night watchman came over. She has purple hair coiled in the back of her head, and she is wearing a loose amber dress, with a hint of eagerness in her white eyes. When she noticed Zelin's eyes, she was taken aback for a moment before she asked. "Human, I seemed to have heard just now, have you seen a wounded night elf druid?"

"Yes, yes..." Zelin frowned slightly. The female night watchman also came over, Liu Shun's blond hair's next pair of eyes were full of doubt, and a heavy two-handed sword in her hand was emitting a faint blue light. "Is there any problem?"

"Hisally Crescent?" Her voice gradually became anxious: "Have you seen her? Where is she? Is she okay? Where did you see it?"

"Do you know her?"

"My name is Berissa Starwind. I am the apprentice of Archdruid Valorne Shizue in the Dawnwood. The archdruid sent Hisalie a few days ago to investigate the knight that appeared in the recent night, but there has been no Quiet. The Archdruid was worried, so he sent me to the town of Nights to inquire about the situation."

"I came here to find a pastor friend to treat her. Her condition... is not good, but not too bad. With a doctor, it is estimated that she will recover in a few days. In Mrs. Iva’s cabin, you can go directly to her."

After Berissa thanked Zelin, he hurriedly left.

The night watchman frowned, looking at the back of the night elf disappearing at the corner of the door, and then looking at Zelin. The demon hunter did not leave, he could see that the night watchman in front of him obviously had a question to ask.

"Did you find a night elf druid outside the city?"

Zelin froze for a moment, he was surprised.

"Of course it's not me. You are the night watchman. The druid was attacked outside the town. He was wounded and went near the town. A night watchman shot and injured his leg. Later, he was placed in Mrs. Iva. In his house. You are a night watchman, you don’t even know about it?"

The night watchman was silent for a while, she lowered her eyes, considered for a while, and nodded to Zelin.

"Excuse me."