The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Yamily unbuttoned the buttons behind her, and the apprentice's robe slipped from her shoulders to her ribs, her arms were wrapped together, and her elbows clamped her clothes to prevent the dress from falling to the ground completely. She lowered her head in shame, and her cheeks were slightly red.

"...I am honored to work for you, sir."

Chapter two hundred and sixteen: the distance between heart and heart

It took a while before Zelin convinced Amily that Hisalie's suggestion was just a joke, and it must not be taken seriously. Xisally snorted and lay on Zelin's back, touching the muscles of the demon hunter's arm with her fingers.

"I don't know your mentor, or what your previous learning environment was like, but I hired you, and you completed your task very well, so we divided up the spoils through different contributions. You and I You are a collaborator, you are not my servant, nor a beggar who was begotten by me. You have done a good job in this matter, and I give you the opportunity to complete the commission, not in exchange for what you do for me, this It's the reward you won through personal hard work."

Sitting on the side of the bed, Zelin didn't pay attention to Hesally's movements behind him, he said seriously to Yamily. "Don't you think your efforts are not enough? Go to the library to search for books and perfect the summoning circle day and night. I rarely see anyone with a working spirit that is as dedicated as you. If there is a place, every time Everyone will be as serious, hardworking and full of responsibility as you are. I think there must be the blessing of the **** of virtue in that place."

"No, sir, I... I just did a little trivial work." Yamily's cheeks were like ripe apples, and she seemed to be surprised by her bold behavior just now. "It was you who saved the town of Nightshade and followed the Black Knight to the Deadwind Trail. It was you who persuaded the Council of Kirin Tor to convince them that there was a threat near Dalaran. You cleared my suspicion and found the real behind-the-scenes. Successfully defeated the Black Knight and resolved the crisis. I just improved some simple help in your investigation operations. In the name of Nikko, even during His Majesty Anastrian’s reign, your actions are eligible for rewards and Recognized."

"Maybe, but one person's merits shouldn't obliterate another's efforts." Zelin shook his head. "Actually, you can come to me directly. You can rush over when I am in the hospital and ask about my commission instead of letting you lie outside on the cold ground and be **** for a few hours as you do now."

"That kind of behavior is really rude. Uh, I mean, when you just recovered from your injury, I ran to ask you for a reward." Yamily raised her eyes slightly, facing Zelin's gaze. He quickly lowered his eyes. "Moreover, as an apprentice, after completing the commission, I shouldn't ask for rewards..."

"But you want it, right?"

After a few seconds, Yamily nodded gently.

"Did you know, Yamily, I know an elf."

Behind him, Xisali poked her head forward with interest, Zelin quickly added. "A male elf, I used to fight alongside him. He is a ranger. He has always looked like he hates humans. He always declares that one day he will kill all the humans in the world and treat those who surrender as servants. He thinks that the lower races are There is only the value of being a servant before him, so that everyone thinks that he is a hopeless racist, a murderous lunatic, so that a greedy and evil mayor takes his name to cover himself. The crimes committed, as a result, people in the town took it seriously and attributed all the crimes to him. At first, I didn’t like him at all. I was arrogant and arrogant. I always raised my chin when I spoke. Looking at an ant."

"The result, in fact, his wish is very simple, that is, he hopes to live with other races on an equal footing, whether it is human, elves or dwarves, without any prejudice and hostility, everyone can get it according to their own ability. Social status will not be ridiculed because of his birth. As a result, when a person who claimed this way appeared, he did not hesitate to fight for such a rational goal. When the nobles abandoned farmers and workers, he was protecting These people, and when the leader of these people was kidnapped, he even broke into the place where the kidnappers were, trying to save the people back, without blinking his eyes when he made the decision."

Eofis. Zelin didn't know what they would think in their hearts when the Adenian farmers who treated him as a murderer and a butcher discovered that the reinforcements that came to help them fight the invaders and protect their homeland were actually the Squirrel Party.

"Sometimes, what hinders people from communicating with each other is only because of the inherent impressions and the injuries they have suffered in the past." Zelin stretched out his hand, held Amelie's cheek, and made her look straight at herself. "Maybe you once wanted to communicate with your mentor, and then be reprimanded, thinking that all mentors are like this, and then you think that all the people outside of Quel'Thalas who can hire you are the same kind of people as your mentor. I heard that if someone is bitten by a snake, he will never be willing to approach the grass for the rest of his life. If someone falls into the water, he will never approach the beach next. You have left Quel'Thalas, and now there will be no mentor. Press on your head, tell you what you should do and what you should not do, and then use some simple hints to ask you to give him something."

"...You are right, sir." Jamily's voice was almost inaudible.

Zelin didn't know how much she heard. This reminded him of what happened when he had just become a demon hunter. He searched for commissions and job opportunities around the castle, but was driven away by guards and servants like beggars who were begging for food. He almost never had time to take his package. As a result, he did not try to find a commission near the castle for several years, or talk to any city hall official, town guard, etc., to find a job opportunity. Until later, a priest of Cliff Great God asked him to change his mind and let him know that in fact, those city hall officials were no different from him. They would drink in the tavern, talk about the weather and dinner with their family members, and complain about the hot weather. . Like ordinary people, they will be tempted to fall by cultists.

Sometimes what hinders communication may be some inexplicable sense of shame and low self-esteem. After speaking, you may find that the other party is not much different from you. Only in these exchanges can there be more and better opportunities and opportunities.

If Zelin kept his past ideas forever, he would never be able to deal with Francesca, and naturally he would not be commissioned to guard the portal in the future, as well as the current results.

"I'm not your mentor, and I won't force you to do something. I leave the opportunity to you." Zelin held the book of power of attorney held by Yamily and pushed it into her pocket. "Now, your future is in your hands. I believe you can make the right choice. Maybe you should learn from Xisari. Since the Burning Legion appears to destroy Azeroth, why not take the opportunity to be yourself What do you want to do, to pursue your goals?"

This time, Jamily took a deep breath and wiped the corner of her eye vigorously. She stood up and bowed to Zelin.

"I will, sir. Thank you."

"Go and rest, Yamily." Zelin retracted his hand. "Tomorrow, you have to get your reward. I hope to see you on the Krasus platform."

"You want to go too?"

"No, it's not going to find Carre, it's another matter. A messenger with what I need may be coming soon."

The well water of the moonwell, maybe tomorrow Anbo will wake up, and he will know what kind of secret this agent is hiding.

Chapter Two Hundred and Seventeen Strange Visitors

The next morning, when Zelin moved his shoulders and walked down the stairs, Olega woke up early. In the deserted living room of the Magic Hotel, the draenei was sitting at the small round table in the corner, cutting a small piece of cake with a dining knife. After hearing the footsteps, she looked towards the stairs, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Zelin, come and taste this!" Olejia waved her hands, still leaving a touch of cream at the corner of her mouth. "The cake in the kitchen today is very delicious."

"Okay, I'll try it later." Zelin rubbed the corners of his eyes and sat on the soft chair opposite Olega. "There was no problem yesterday, right?"

"Problem? Of course not." Oleja shook his head. "I have been praying to the Holy Light yesterday, and the Holy Light must have blessed her. Her body temperature seems to have dropped. I guess it won't be long before she will return to normal." The draenei looked around. "Where is Hisalie?"

"She... drank a lot yesterday and was still resting." Zelin picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of water. "I'm afraid you will be guarded for a while today."

"No problem... Ah, I get it!" Oleja patted his hand and his tail flicked. "You pray for the Holy Light together in bed! Right? When I was a messenger on Azuremyst Isle, my colleague Majeri asked me to send her a few more days after her wedding day, and then I asked her what happened. What? She said she was praying to the Holy Light with her husband."

"Puff—"

In the distance, the two maids who had nothing to do to eavesdrop laughed out loud.

"She said that this kind of thing is very wonderful, but when I asked if I could take me with me, she stingly refused. In the name of the Holy Light, shouldn't good things be shared together? Zelin, you and Hesally won’t So stingy, right? They say that praying at night is very good, and as a result I often pray at night until I get so sleepy that I fall asleep without feeling their feelings."

Zelin couldn't help but chuckle. He really didn't know why Olega was like a girl who was still a few years old to adulthood. It was obvious that her brother Tamla was very stable and mature, but his sister Olega was naive. It's like a child who has just come into contact with the world. He didn't know if this was Tamra's overprotection of Oregaard, or other reasons. Olega watched the others laugh inexplicably, her index finger pressed her chin, showing a confused look.

"Am I wrong?"

"No, Olega, I will trouble you today." Ze Lin raised his head and drank half of the water in his hand. "I went to the Krassus platform. I may not be back during the day. At noon, you and Hisalie don’t have to think about my business for lunch. Oh... if she doesn’t wake up at noon, you Just trouble, and help her deliver lunch to the room."

"No problem, she can actually sleep in. In the name of the Holy Light, she used to emphasize to me that the druids like to sleep and they are not lazy." Olega snorted softly. "Don't worry, I will wake her up on time at noon."

Outside the hotel, it was another sunny day in Dalaran. Zelin raised his eyes, looked at the blue sky, and stretched. Everything seems to be developing in a good direction. According to Hisalie, the messenger should arrive today or tomorrow, at most no later than tomorrow night. The one who brought the water from the well should be a priest of the Moon God, and Xisali had previously arranged to meet on the Krasus platform. She said in the letter that she requested a bottle of moonwell water for her friend who was injured in the Karazhan battle. This kind of well water has a very good healing effect, but it will only appear in the blessed moon well, and it will only accumulate in the stone well on a moonlit night.

According to Zelin’s experience, obtaining things with cumbersome steps usually means two things. Either this is fake, the cumbersome steps are just to dispel people’s thoughts, or it is extremely rare. Although the moon well water is not too rare, However, it is still a good potion. It is said that after night elves' sentinels are injured on the battlefield, they will choose to wash the wounds with moon well water in order to recover quickly. Maybe he could take a small bottle home with him when he had the opportunity, and Virginia might be very interested in this strange potion.

The Krasus platform was no longer as crowded as before, and Zelin found a good position and sat on the bench. You can see the people appearing at the teleportation point, and you can see the floating clouds beside the wall and the endless mountains in the windward path below. The feeling of overlooking the earth never seems to be boring, even the bare gray mountains become a rare beauty under the overlook.

"Sir!"

A familiar voice came to his ears, Zelin looked in the direction of the voice, and Amily, who had changed into a new dress, walked over. She wore a dark red cotton robe, decorated with light gold lines on both sides of the skirt, and the light red hollow pattern spread on the cuffs matched the nail polish applied on the slender fingertips. She ran to Zelin, stopped, and put her hands under her shoulders.

"Sir, what do you think of this magic necklace?" She seemed to be showing off her baby, her face full of surprises. "This is from the hands of a master, comparable to those powerful artifacts left in the annals! Oh, although it is a bit exaggerated, it is much better than the magical equipment that claims to be well-made. I have a chance to return home. , Even a magister would envy such a necklace!"

The necklace is a pale gold circle with a deep purple gemstone inlaid. Staring at the gemstone all the time, you can see a faint cyclone in the gemstone, spinning constantly, as if to **** everything in. Zelin blinked and looked away.

"This is your reward?"

"Yes, sir!" Yamily walked to Zelin, sat on the other end of the bench, bent down to take out the contents of the package, and shared her joy endlessly. "I can't believe it, I can actually speak to Lord Carre of the Kirin Tor Council, in the name of Nikko! That is a member of the Kirin Tor Council, the Kirin Tor Council! There are only Archmages like Aethas and Romans. Someone who can only meet. He, he actually talked to me and encouraged me. Corona, this, this is too...If this is a dream, I hope I never wake up. I want to have a chance Going back to Yongsong Forest, they will know that I, Yamily, have accomplished the goal I set back then!"

"Go home? Yongge Forest, right?"

"Yes, Qingfeng Village. My family used to have a farm in Qingfeng Village. It had nothing to do with me and should be inherited by my younger brother. However, after the natural disasters invaded, the manor fell on my head. I can raise money. Entrance fees are met by selling the farm, otherwise I would not even be able to pay for the first apprentice robe." Yamily took out a small bag. "This is your part, sir. There are thirty-nine gold coins in total, thirty-six are two-thirds of the mission reward, and three are my previous debts."

"No problem, now we have both cleaned up." Zelin took the purse and pinned it to his waist. After doing some calculations in his mind, excluding the cost of this period, including the previous task rewards and Tuvis’s dividends, he has almost two hundred gold coins in his hand, which is not a small amount in Azeroth. Although it is still less than halfway away from buying a griffin, he believes that if the current tense but stable atmosphere continues, Tuvis's business will get better and better. Zelin didn't know how Virginia got so many enchanted equipment, he suspected that a large part of it was made by the wizard girl herself. In the latest reply, he told Virginia not to get too tired. "Now that I have made money, do you want to go back and buy the farm again?"

"Maybe." Yamily rolled her eyes, then shook her head again. "Maybe not. My mentor works for the Burning Legion. I will definitely not find any good positions in Silvermoon City. Even if I buy back the farm, no one is willing to accept my employment. Although I know how to manage the manor. , Cultivating plants, but... Corona, I will be exhausted before making the first money. Um... Sir, please forgive my offense, I have to say, for so many people After work, working for you is the easiest, and you are the best to me. If...if you have any job opportunities in the future, can you think about me first?"

"No problem." Zelin nodded. "If I still have a chance."

Yamily froze for a moment. "Why do you say that, sir?"

"Don't think too much, I just feel that in the future, you may not have the opportunity to hire a wizard." When this matter is over, he will leave Azeroth. If he is a resident of Azeroth, he might agree to it. It is a good thing for him to have the help of a blood elf mage, but he will not stay in Azeroth, and I am afraid that there will not be in the future. The possibility of hiring Yamily.

"It's not necessarily a mage...I can also do other jobs. I believe that when people tell your story in the future, they will definitely not forget what role the arch mage Yamily played in your adventure. ."

After meeting Carre, Yamily is more confident than before.

"You are very talented in the study of summoning, illusion and magic runes." Zelin said casually. "It's just some old traditions that limit your development. If you change places, I believe you will definitely succeed. What you lack is not talent and hard work, only self-confidence."