The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Is there such a good thing? Okay! Hey? Wait, no!" Oleja was taken aback for a while, and then shook his head again. "In the name of the Holy Light, this is impossible. The Holy Light teaches us not to be insatiable. The devil will use your inner greed to lead you astray."

"Oh, isn't it? It's a pity, then you go back and continue to look after Ann... Um!"

Before Xisali could say her name, Zelin quickly covered her mouth. After two seconds, Xisali came back to her senses, Zelin let go, and she sighed lightly.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm so happy. Elune is here, my hopes of winning the war are getting higher and higher, the Moon God will definitely not give up on us, if we are all killed by the devil, she will be so lonely. ."

"Maybe." Zelin shrugged. He didn't know whether the gods of Azeroth really existed. If an outsider entered the world of demon hunters, he would think that gods did not exist at first. , But later he will understand that this is only because those gods are not interested in mortals. Maybe this is also the case for Azeroth? He doesn't know, and doesn't want to consider these, or that this is not something he needs to consider. "You guys go to rest tonight, I'll watch Anbo's room."

When they left, Mrs. Ruina was in the Magic Hotel. The lady apologized to Zelin for her previous mistakes. Although Zelin didn't like her approach, the matter was over, and he didn't want to continue to struggle with these issues. If in the future, Mrs. Reina can remain vigilant and suspicious before doing anything, Zelin thinks it is more meaningful than apologizing to him. However, since Mrs. Sunrena insisted, considering Hisalie's banquet, Zelin told her that she could come to the Magic Hotel tonight to help him guard the important property in the room and keep no one from approaching.

He didn't tell Sunrena what was in the room. After experiencing Karazhan, he didn't want to rush into the Kirin Tor Council. Dalaran is not that safe, so will there be no traitors and aliens in the Kirin Tor Council? Not necessarily so.

"Uh, maybe we can take care of Miss Amber together." Xisali's slightly reddish cheeks had a malicious smile on her face. She held Zelin's arm and walked up the steps with him. Several guests in the hotel looked at this strange combination twice, and then looked back again. When the Burning Legion approached, anything could happen, and there was even a blood elf and a goblin coming together. "Then discuss life and ideals with each other, what do you think, dear?"

"I think you should seriously consider this kind of thing, and then..."

Zelin's voice stopped abruptly.

After walking to the stairs, I followed the corridor on the second floor, and I could see the door of the room. In front of the door, Mrs. Ruina sitting on the wooden stool tilted her right leg and lowered her head, watching the high heels of her left leg step on her feet, **** in a ball by arcane ropes. Hearing the sound of footsteps, she raised her head, her wrinkles eased slightly.

"You guys are back? My mission is complete. Tonight, this blood elf wanted to sneak into your room and was caught by me."

Amelie under her twisted her head, her mouth gagged with linen can only make a whine.

"...I think this may be a misunderstanding."

Zelin wiped his forehead and sighed again.

He no longer knows how many times he sighed today.

Chapter two hundred and fifteenth chapters of Yamilie's entanglement

"After night fell, this thief wandered around the Magic Inn. Two times when I saw me appearing nearby, I pretended to pass by, so I deliberately made her think I was leaving, and then I just saw her appear at the door with ears attached. On the door."

Rina crossed her hands, folded her hands on her chest, lowered her eyes and stared at Amelie, who was lying on the ground bound by arcane ropes, lying on the ground like a caterpillar, with disgust written on her face, her eyes seemed to be looking at a pile Incorrigible garbage.

"Madam, don't you know her?" Zelin was a little surprised. At that time, Rina had caught Yamily personally, but now she seems to have no knowledge of Yamily at all. "Just a few days ago, you saw her." Zelin reminded, seeing the confusion between Ruina's eyebrows. "Just a few days ago, in Karazhan, you forgot?"

"That demon summoner? Bah!" After realizing that she was wrong, Sharona took a sip. "That blood elf that was framed? Is that her?"

"Isn't it?"

"It's more like it if there are burns on her face." Sharona shrugged. "Am I mistaken again?"

"No, it doesn't count. You know at least this time that you will tie people up in certain circumstances instead of hitting them half to death." Zelin waved his hand. He didn't know why Yamily wanted to eavesdrop outside the room. But he believes this will not bother him for long. "Leave her to me. She might have something to tell me. Thank you for your help in guarding the room. We are cleared."

"No problem." Sharona made a simple gesture, and the rope tied to Yamily flickered and disappeared. "Good luck to you."

After all, Sharona's staff, walked to the stairs. Yamily hurriedly pulled out the thick cloth glove that was gagging her mouth. She still wears the apprentice robe that Zelin bought for her, and the robe is ruffled because of the binding. Noting Ze Lin's gaze, she quickly stood up, smoothed the skirt, her thin red lips trembled slightly, as if she was going to faint from nervousness the next moment. .

"Sorry, sir, please, please listen to my explanation. I definitely don't want to steal from you, I..."

"Don't be nervous, take a deep breath." Zelin raised his hand and motioned to her not to worry. "Olega, you go to the room, and I will come to you in a while."

"Ah? Oh! I know." Olejia was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that Zelin was asking her to guard An Bo in the room. The demon hunter did not believe in the safety of Dalaran. Apart from Oleja and Hisalie, no one knew that there was a former MI7 agent who is now the most important wanted man in Stormwind. "See you later."

After Oregaard returned to the room, Zelin looked at Yamily. She took deep breaths several times, but it looked like she was standing in the ice and snow in a thin shirt. "I'm not really trying to steal things, sir, you must believe me, I just want to..."

"I believe you are not here to steal things. A person who wants to earn wealth by stealing can't even care about IOUs after borrowing money. No matter what you want to say to me, come in and talk." Zelin is about to go to the original Austrian. In the room where Lejia lived, Xisali smiled and grabbed his hand, pulling him towards her residence.

"My dear, it should be here."

"Hisally..."

"What? In the name of Elune, I remember that werewolves would not hesitate to do anything. Are you still worried about anything when I didn't hesitate?" Xisali took Zelin's arm, pale white There was a touch of drunkenness in the fluorescent charming eyes, which made Zelin wonder whether she was serious or joking. "Today we have said that, we have to learn more about each other. Just now you and I talked about you rescued the doctor from danger, and then what happened? That story is very exciting, I really want to experience it myself The last part."

Yamily stared at the slightly drunk Xisally. After a few seconds, she seemed to understand something. She quickly lowered her head, tidyed up her clothes, and pulled her sleeves, as if she was worried about being caught. After being tied up, there are still some wrinkles that affect the appearance of the body.

"However, Xisali, I have to deal with some things." Zelin took a deep breath, he leaned over, and the corner of his mouth lightly tapped the night elf's ear. "You’re drunk, it’s best to go back and get a good night’s sleep, otherwise you will definitely have a headache the next day. We can wait until tomorrow if we have anything to do. For example, you can take me to visit Dalaran, I I never knew what the city was like when it was in Northrend."

"Hmm... Do you think I will give in? Huh, seeing a good man but hesitating, this kind of thing will be laughed at by other sisters in our place. If they hear about it, they will definitely Putting on the most beautiful woven long skirt while taking my cowardice as a joke, then ran to pursue you." Xisali did not back down, she tilted her head and leaned on Zelin's shoulder. "Or from your...human aesthetic point of view, do you prefer this kind of Sindorei to my Kaldorei?"

With that, she looked at Yamily and examined the blood elf apprentice. The latter raised the corners of the skirt, bent down and made a crappy curtsey.

"You may have drunk too much tonight."

Zelin may never understand what women think in a society dominated by women.

"Do you want to call her?" Xisali didn't seem to care what Zelin said. "I heard that Sindorei is best at elegant art. Although I don't think it can compare to the fine art in our Moon Temple, it is said that each of them is good at dancing? I believe it must be very good. The entertainment show."

The smile on Yamily's face was a little stiff, as if she was about to cry in the next moment.

"Don't bully her, Xisally." Zelin rubbed his forehead, and he decided not to continue to consume it like this. He walked to Hisalie’s room and opened the door. "Come on, Jamily, tell me how you got here today."

Entering the room, Zelin walked to the bedside table, lifted two wooden chairs, and placed them opposite each other. He gestured to Yamily who was standing at the door and hesitating to walk in, motioned her to sit down and talk, then walked to the left again, took out the kettle and poured three glasses of water. He handed a glass of water to Hisalie, who took the glass and put it on the bedside table. The druid lay on the bed, leaning on his cheek, looking at Zelin's eyes as if he was admiring. Something like it. Zelin handed the second cup of water to Amelie, who stubbornly took the cup, held the cup in his left hand and rested the other hand in front of his abdomen, and did not want to drink water.

Zelin didn't want to think about other things. He was very thirsty. He drank a lot of fruit wine and now his mouth is dry. He sat in front of Yamily, raised his head, drank the cup of water, and asked. "Yamily, is there anything you came to see me so late?"

"Yes... That's it, sir." Yamily exhaled slowly. "I heard that you have completed the commission given to you by the Kirin Tor Council."

"If finding the secret base of the devil's minions and killing the spies is to complete the commission, then it is indeed complete." Zelin nodded. "I remember that you were in the catacombs that day. If my head hadn't forgotten anything because of the impact during that battle, the wizard in Dalaran had wiped out all the dangerous things in the crypt. Why did you suddenly Ask this matter? Did you find any unusual problems?"

"No, no, it's not abnormal. Uh... Sir, I heard that the rewards given by the Kirin Tor Council are usually very... Equipment, the enchanted equipment that only the most powerful warriors in the rumors are eligible to have, I, can I have the honor to witness such equipment in person?"

Yamily said very tactfully. But Zelin immediately understood what she meant. In response, the demon hunter chuckled lightly. Indeed, on the third day after completing the commission, he did not explain to Amily how far the commission had progressed. Because of the letter from the castle, he recuperated in the hospital, then wrote back letters and selected gifts, but the matter was postponed for several days.

"Yamily, take this."

With that, Zelin took out the power of attorney in his waist pocket. "Tomorrow you can take it with you, go to the Krassus platform, find a blue-haired man named Karek, and say that I let you go. You helped me a lot in this matter, if not You, I don’t know if the final battle will be won."

Zelin didn’t know whether it was because of Amily’s summoning technique that Aegwynn restrained Les’s soul and provided help to those who fought with the Black Knight, or because Aegwynn did so, that’s why he was elegant. Millie summoned the illusion of time-space fragmentation. But there is no doubt that her existence is very important. Maybe as Cromi said, it only needs a little deviation. Maybe Zelin didn’t happen to meet Yamily in the simple enchanting shop that night and told her about the commission. The whole thing will change drastically. Or if there is a problem in any one place before, what will happen will be very different.

"If the reward has magic equipment, you can keep it. As for the bonus, I want to take two-thirds away, okay?"

Yamily looked at the power of attorney handed in front of her in a daze. She obviously understood Zelin's meaning incorrectly.

"No, no, no, no, first, sir, I, I really just want to take a look..."

"Don't be nervous, Yamily." Zelin smiled and patted her on the shoulder, then stuffed the power of attorney into the blood elf's hands. "I'm serious, you really helped me a lot. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to find the base of the demon minions and win the battle. This is what you deserve. Take it with confidence, Go directly to Karek. He is a gentle and good man. He will not embarrass you."

Yamily was a little surprised, but she clung to the power of attorney tightly. After confirming that Zelin was not joking and did not intend to take the power of attorney back, she sighed slightly, the panic on her face was replaced by a relaxed smile.

"Thank you, sir."

"It's okay, it's getting late, good night."

Zelin stood up, walked to the table and poured himself a glass of water. Hesally changed her position on the bed and continued to look at him with a playful smile. When he turned around after drinking the second glass of water, he almost forgot to swallow the water in his mouth.