The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Yes." Oregaard was equally unbelievable. "I heard Hisalie said that after I was captured by the necromancer, Yamily not only went to the Dawn Forest to find reinforcements, but also went to Mount Vogur with you to rescue me. The Holy Light is above, and salvation is extremely noble. Behavior, even a warlock who trades with a demon is commendable. I can’t believe that an apprentice who is willing to save the townspeople and strangers will become an accomplice in colluding with the demon and attacking the town. We have to do it together Something, Zelin, if you turn a blind eye to this, the Holy Light will spur us."

"Yes, she was hired by me. I definitely can't be indifferent." Zelin lowered his eyes, turned around, and walked to the bedside inside the room. "This thing is too weird, Olega, I suspect someone is planning all this in secret. And this is probably just the beginning. Did you see anything worth noting on the way here?"

"Holy Light, let me think about it." Oleja held her forehead, her eyes closed tightly. "The most noteworthy place...Ah, there is it! I saw the Pandaren chef Nomi, who was still throwing the dough fish into the oil pan when others cleaned up the stall and escaped! He is the only one who has not been affected in any way. Those fish must have Pandaria spices added to them. Even the smell of the devil can't cover up..."

Zelin stared at Olegar with a stern face, and the draenei's voice gradually diminished. "...I'm sorry."

Zelin sighed. "If you want to eat fried fish, I'll take you there if you have a chance. In other words, everyone looks panicked and prepares to escape. No one came to the town from the lakeside where Yamily was captured?"

"No." Oregaard's tone was quite certain. "In the name of the Holy Light, it is impossible for anyone to avoid my eyes when I walk along the trail. I follow Yamily, unless someone returns from the cemetery along that road before she reaches the cemetery. Small town."

"Yes." Zelin rubbed the corners of his eyes. After defeating the guards of the doomsday, the guards of the Kirin Tor asked them all to go to Dalaran to make a note explaining why they appeared there and fought the demons. To assist the Mage investigator in Dalaran to find traces of fel energy. "It is impossible for us to know what happened on every street in Karazhan every minute and every second. But someone should be able to tell us something."

Zelin moved his gaze to the bunk, and Anbo, unconscious, lay on it. She was covered with a white quilt, only a small head wrapped in gauze was exposed. The gauze near the forehead was soaked with blood and dyed deep red. The blindfold from her right eye had been removed, and Xisali helped wipe the blood from her face. The ponytail was untied, and the black hair was scattered behind his head. Now if someone is standing next to the bed, it is difficult to connect her with the most important offender on the wanted list of MI7.

"The Holy Light guides us, and bless our actions are correct." Oleja dropped her shoulders, her expression low. "Rescue a wanted criminal, Holy Light, Zelin, what the **** is going on? The guards arrest innocents, and the hero who fights with the devil is wanted. This shouldn't happen at all. Someone must have done something wrong. In Egypt Suoda, it’s impossible for anyone who fought with the devil to be wanted. Even those who have committed a mistake can get rid of their guilt by serving the Holy Light and fighting the devil in a **** battle. However, now MI7 The humans came to search for Anbo again and continue to post wanted warrants. Do they have any brains?"

"Are they posting wanted warrants nearby?" Zelin raised his eyebrows. "When I came back from Dalaran this morning, I didn't see any wanted warrants."

"Because I was very angry with their behavior, I tore off all the wanted warrants and threw them away. Holy Light, I told them that they did something wrong, but they refused to admit it."

"Did you tell them about Anbo?"

"Of course not. I remember that you said that you must never disclose the information, so I said that you have no evidence to prove that she is not a good person, so I want to tear down these wanted warrants that do not list the evidence."

"What did they say?"

"They actually said that I was a fool! They also said that my head was burned, and they were idiots who didn't know what was right or wrong!" Oleja stomped angrily, his tail behind him as if he was about to beat someone back and forth. Swing. "You are very fair, Zelin. You say, who is the stupid? Is it me? Or the people who put up the wanted warrant?"

Zelin understood Oregaard's feelings. The same is true for demon hunters. In the past, monsters were monsters, and humans were humans. What is right is right, and what is wrong is wrong. Later, their boundaries were no longer so clear. But this world has never changed, but on a certain day, after something passed, the boundary in the eyes of the demon hunter suddenly became blurred, allowing him to re-recognize the world.

Everyone will have this process. Perhaps the draenei, made up of refugees, is a close society with a set of moral standards that every member of the society is trying to abide by. But in the outside world, not all races are like the draenei. A spaceship carries more than 10,000 people, that is, all the members. Of course, these are not the only draenei, but there are not many draenei in Azeroth.

"Hmm...I think it should be them, not you."

"But how can they accuse me of being a fool?"

"If they don't say you are stupid, doesn't it seem that they are too bad."

Maybe this is an unexpected benefit of Olega, those people may not take her words seriously. But it makes no difference. Zelin knows nothing about the members of the MI7 in Karazhan. If someone is willing to come out at this time, he is happy to let the other party stay and tell himself whether MI7 in Stormwind is Karazhan's. What kind of order does the branch bring? Xisali placed several potted plants in Anbo's recuperation room. If necessary, the plants in the potted plants would immediately turn into vines and bind the invaders.

Zelin patted her shoulder. "You are optimistic about this room these past two days and don't allow any outsiders to approach it. If Amber wakes up, immediately ask Xisari to notify me. She knows how to contact me."

Suddenly, the door of the room was knocked.

"Please come in."

The door was pushed open, and Hisalie was standing outside.

"Zelin, you have to come here." With a trace of worry in the night elf's eyebrows, he looked at Anbo lying on the bed. "The orc is awake. Give it to me here."

"Well, then I'll go and see Burns first, I'll beg you here."

This demon invasion made many travelers choose to leave Karazhan as soon as possible, so that the originally crowded hotel became empty. Zelin and the others lived in the five rooms on the inner side of the corridor, and Burns’s recuperation room was next to Amber’s room. When Zelin opened the door to enter, the orc had already sat up, covering his face with his hands, as if his head was still dizzy, and the bed for humans was a bit cramped for the orcs. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his head and sighed heavily.

"The scene I expected to meet the ancestors was not in a wooden hotel. It seems that I'm still alive? For the protection of the ancestors, how about the devil?"

"The devil was killed, the guard of the Kirin Tor came in time." Zelin walked to the bed, pulled a chair and sat down. Burns had a lot of scars, but the orcs' recovery ability was far greater than that of humans. . "How did you meet a doomsday guard? This kind of demon is very difficult. If it weren't for the appearance of the Kirin Tor war mage, it would be difficult for us to kill it so easily."

"There is a summoner, Zelin." Burns put down his palm and looked at the white bedding in front of him. "I saw her. A summoner, she summoned the doomsday guard and wanted to kill me and the human female. I heard her order to the demon to throw a human's clothing on the scene, Pretending to be this human who killed me. He also asked the devil not to eat my soul...a cunning bastard."

"Is it Anbo's clothes?"

"I don't know." Burns shook his head, and he shook his hands vigorously. "Damn, I was defeated at that time! If I could defeat the demon then, maybe I could leave the summoner with me. I heard the tall elf who just walked out said that Dalaran had captured the summoner. Who the **** is it?"

"The Kirin Tor did catch someone. But I don't think they caught the summoner you saw. Can you describe to me what the summoner looks like?"

"She covered her face, but the voice was a female. From the point of view of her size, she might be an elf or a human, or she might be a troll. Only these three races would be so slim. Unless a goblin is wearing shoes. Shoes the same height as her." Burns recalled the previous scene. "Purple and red robes, dark purple turban, and a staff in her hand, but I didn't see her using it. At that time, Amber shot from behind her, and then she fled, using the demon circle. Ken Is this the person that Ruito caught?"

"I really can't say." Zelin paused. "They took Yamily."

Burns froze for a few seconds. "That stupid apprentice?"

"Yes, it's her." Zelin nodded.

"Are they kidding?"

"I hope so, but unfortunately, Yamily should be in the Violet Prison now. Take a good rest, Burns. I am going to Dalaran. I want to ask Yamily how this happened. Matter."

Chapter 2068: Violet Prison

In Dalaran's ornately decorated towers and magically gorgeous street scenes, a force of darkness curled up inside the heavy walls of the Violet Prison. Long used to restrain threats to the city, this tower imprisons rows of fearsome prisoners and is closely monitored by the Kirin Tor. This fortress is located on the left side of the Krasus platform. In the bustling city of Dalaran, there are only two places where tourists are not welcome, and the other is the Violet Castle, which can only be reached through a portal.

As the magic crystal lit up, the heavy door opened to both sides. A black-haired human female combat mage with a ruby ​​wand was followed by two fully armed Kirin Tor guards behind her. The guards looked serious, and crystals filled with violet arcane energy were distributed on the heavy walls, completely isolating the prison from the outside world. In front of the door, a blood elf with fiery red curly hair bowed his head and stood at the door, waiting for the battle mage to check. She was wearing a red apprentice robe with golden tassels dotted around the edge of the robe.

After waiting for the inspection by the guards, the captain of the guards stepped forward and nodded to the mage.

"Hilda. Dawn Blade? Visit the prisoner Yamily. The crimes the prisoner is accused of include summoning demons without authorization, plotting to attack towns, and attempting to murder people. You have fifteen minutes to visit." The battle mage lowered his eyes and looked towards him. The notebook floating in front of him, his fingers gently stroked the ruby ​​inlaid on the top of the staff. "There will be two guards with you. After fifteen minutes, you must leave, otherwise you will be regarded as an accomplice of the prisoner."

"I understand, please rest assured, I will never cause you trouble." The blood elf bowed his head obediently. "I just came to visit my friend and sent a letter, that's all, and you have checked that letter without any problems."

"The problem will always exist." The Battle Mage said stiffly, her attitude as cold as the air in this prison. "It just depends on whether it was discovered. Go in, and from now on, I hope to see you reappear here in fifteen minutes."

Hilda bowed again.

"In the name of Nikko, I assure you."

The battle mage waved his hand, and two guards stepped forward, one of whom made a please gesture to Hilda. The blood elf apprentice walked into the Violet Prison under the **** of guards. On the walls of the prison, there are concavities that are connected together, forming a small secret room. The cage does not have an iron gate. Instead, a translucent light purple barrier separates the inside from the outside. People outside can see the situation in the cell through the barrier and hear the sounds inside, but those who stay inside cannot see the situation outside through this barrier, and cannot hear any sounds.

Hilda walked in the deadly tunnel, secretly looking at the cells on both sides from time to time. The prisoners in the cell include humans, elves, gnomes, goblins, and many void creatures and demons that do not belong to Azeroth at all. These creatures may stare at the barrier that isolates them from the world, or cling to the barrier, trying to see the outside through the barrier, or they may have long lost hope, sitting on the ground, their eyes are blank, not Know what's thinking.

This kind of closure is enough to drive a person completely crazy.

Soon, the guards stopped in front of a cell.

"It's here."

Through the translucent barrier, Hilda saw Yamily, who was wearing only a tattered robe lying sideways on the floor, staring blankly at the ground where the runes were engraved. But the tattered clothes did not give people any extra reverie. The broken place showed ugly scars. The original white and clean skin was covered with burns and scratches. The charred and dark red scars almost replaced the skin below the chest. Such severe burns can completely incapacitate many people. The scarred area indicates that a priest has treated her wounds, but only to ensure that she can live to be judged.

"Yes, it's her." Hilda nodded. "Please open the barrier, I have something to tell her."

The guard walked to the barrier. There was a metal bracket on the wall next to it, and a rose-colored diamond crystal was fixed in the bracket. He grabbed the crystal and turned it slowly. As the guards moved, the color of the barrier gradually faded from purple to light red, and light red gradually faded. Soon, the barrier turned into a translucent liquid with waves of waves. After the guards broke the crystal across a ninety-degree angle, the translucent liquid disappeared.

Noting the change at the door, Yamily raised her head with difficulty, revealing the burn on her neck.

"Hey...Hilda? Hilda. Blade of Dawn?" Yamily opened her eyes wide, tears welled up behind her swollen eye sockets. "It's you, did the mentor send you? You want to tell them they made a mistake! I didn't call a demon! The caller is not me! They made a mistake! They..."

"Calm down, Jamily, calm down." Hilda raised her hand and motioned to Jamily not to get excited. She walked in and sat cross-legged on the ground in front of Yamily. "I believe this is definitely not what you did. You are a kind and good person, and you will never want to harm anyone."