The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"This is not a good place to enjoy the cool." The brown-haired man took out his handkerchief and wiped the dust off the robot. "I'm Robert, and people call me lucky Robert. Recently, Dalaran is full of these nasty bugs, so the manager of this city hired me... to be precise, it was the little one who hired me. Machines are used to clean up the bugs. If you like to enjoy the shade, you might still encounter many weird bugs and their nests."

"Well, yes." Smith replied dryly. "These bugs are too bad. My wife has always hated these little bugs, especially one bug can destroy a bag of rice."

Lucky Robert was silent for a few seconds.

"I think you should have already received the order." His expression suddenly became serious, as if he had changed individuals. "Why are you here?"

"You..." Smith opened his eyes wide. "Wait, you, no, you..."

"Is there any problem?"

"...It's a coincidence."

"Yes, and very lucky. Today is the day to hand in information. I do have very important information to tell you. It was only two days that I discovered it. As a result, I didn’t have time to pass it on to those ghastly guys. Put the information in the suitcase." Robert lowered his voice. "As far as I know, the agent Anbo who betrayed us was hiding in Karazhan’s hotel before. Now she is hiding in the magic hotel in the magic business district. I don’t know when she will hide inside. If you are to assassinate, It’s best to do it as soon as possible, otherwise everything will be too late."

"I don't understand." Jones rubbed his neck. "What the **** is going on? We suddenly learned that we were going to assassinate a past colleague...Is this true?"

"Of course it is true." Robert looked around. "It's not convenient to explain here. Come with me. I found a hiding place in Dalaran, which happens to be able to monitor the Magic Inn."

Chapter 2125 The Watcher

A drink is one of the few shops in Dalaran that is not so conspicuous.

"I don't understand, is the Anbo we are looking for a demon or a missing agent?"

The second floor of the store is a small restaurant for guests who enjoy drinks. Sitting by the window, Smith can clearly see the second-floor balcony of the Magic Hotel across the road through the potted roses placed on the windowsill. "The information we received said that this Anbo is not a demon, but we still want to kill her. What is going on? I remember that she disappeared while performing a mission."

"She is a demon, but in order not to cause panic, you only know part of it." Lucky Robert sat opposite the two agents and put the robot in the suitcase he carried. "Anbo and Master Shaw performed the task together, and they were attacked by the devil. Worker Anbot covered Master Shaw's retreat and sacrificed himself. Only few people know about this action. Now, the demon has turned into Anbo's appearance again and wants to infiltrate. The intelligence organization of the Alliance. I remember there are many wanted warrants around Stormwind, don’t you know?"

Smith and Jones looked at each other.

"I know the wanted order, but the wanted order doesn’t say that this is an agent of MI7, although the first time I saw the wanted order, I remembered An Bo... The demon minions who killed the Union guards."

"Yes, you think we should tell everyone about the failure of the operation, the death of the best agent in ambush by the devil? On the eve of the invasion of the Burning Legion?" Robert shook his head vigorously. "This will make the people lose confidence and even affect morale. Some things do not need to be known to others, and news must be blocked. The alliance must not fall into civil strife and panic before confronting the devil."

"But, I don't understand..." Staring at Robert's scrutiny gaze, Smith bit his head and continued. "If this is really a demon, what does the wanted order mean to her? Why should she avoid the wanted order? We all know that a demon that can transform into a demon can easily kill more than a dozen professional guards. She has no reason to be. I feel terrified because of a wanted notice, let alone... assassinating a powerful demon? I am worried about whether our dagger can penetrate the demon's skin. The skin of a powerful demon is as hard as metal. , Only epic magic weapons can cause harm to them."

"According to the information I know, this demon is obviously not too powerful after turning into a human appearance, but the strength of a demon cannot only be determined by her combat power, and her ability to manipulate people's hearts." As he said, Robert took it out. Two metal products wrapped in white cloth are placed on the table. Smith lowered his eyes, and the outline of the cloth told him that these were two daggers. "This is a weapon you can use. This is an enchanted dagger, which is enough to pierce the devil's skin and kill the enemy instantly. Unless you have other assassination plans."

Seeing the two agents were silent, Robert continued.

"Don't have any doubts about her identity. The devil is best at bewitching people's hearts and planting the seeds of doubt. She will pretend to be many faces and use our coping methods to sow discord. Look at you, you are MI7 The excellent agent of, just because she hadn’t killed anyone for a few days, she began to doubt the decision of the headquarters. Then when you see her, it may only take a few words and a little hint of magic, and you will become hers. Minions, turned their heads and attacked the Alliance. Maybe I should request the headquarters to send new agents to assist me in the mission."

"No, sir, you don't have to doubt our loyalty to the league." Jones rubbed the corners of his mouth. "We just want to determine whether the orders from the group of undead pirates are reliable. I didn't expect to cooperate with that group of disgusting creatures."

"The Burning Legion is in the endless sea. The devil doesn't care if you are a human or an undead. If you want to survive the doomsday crisis, you have to find a way." Robert looked at the Magic Hotel. The second floor of the hotel is a wide balcony on the ground. There is a lavender carpet, a square table and a round chair are placed in the middle, and a row of violet flowers swaying slightly in the breeze along the edge. "Did you see the man on the balcony?"

"The brown-haired one? Wait, he looks a bit like the one who helped the little prince catch Malagan?" Smith thought of what happened more than a month ago. This incident made many MI7 agents feel negligent. This was supposed to be their responsibility, but they found nothing, but an outside adventurer cracked the conspiracy of the legionary spy.

"Yes, according to reliable sources, the demon who became Anbo is likely to be in contact with him."

"How is this possible? It was he who helped Stormwind find the demon spy. If it weren't for him, Stormwind wouldn't know how many times it would be attacked."

"You should be suspicious of everything, Agent." Robert shook his head. "Think about it, the Burning Legion may not only have one guard captain infiltrating Stormwind. If there is only one guard captain, how did he cover up for so long? Master Shaw suspects that there are other demons lurking in Stormwind. At least it is a traitor who has taken refuge in the Burning Legion. Maybe Marragan is just a victim of being abandoned to avoid exposure of the more important lurkers."

Smith subconsciously thinks that Robert has some truth. Following Robert's gaze, he looked across the window sill to the magic hotel opposite. The brown-haired man was sitting on the recliner and chatting with the night elves opposite. The distance is so far, they don't know what each other is talking about.

"Do you want to monitor here?"

"No, it's not here. It's too dangerous here. I don't want to alert the other party." Robert sighed. "Come with me. Let's go to the antique shop next to the Magic Hotel. The last time I was here, I was almost spotted. Hurry up and don't wait for him to look over again."

When Zelin looked at the second floor of the restaurant on the other side of the road again, only a maid in a purple dress was left to clean up the empty cups on the table.

"What's the matter?" Xisali looked at Zelin with a smile, **** the ends of the silver hair hanging on her shoulders. "Have you seen a prettier woman?"

Zelin looked back, maybe he was suspicious. He raised his eyebrows as he looked at Hesally who was wearing a loose suspender dress.

"Do I look like someone standing on the street looking for beautiful women to stare at?"

"It's not like, otherwise you'll leave the Sin'dorei behind that night." Hisalie chuckled, she straightened up, took a glass of water, and took a sip. "You remind me of a human paladin named Marcus. You are all humans, do you know him?"

"There are many humans, Hisalie. Can you know all the night elves?"

"No, but I definitely know all the little famous people, the best blacksmith in Auberdine, an archer who can hit a rabbit with an arrow two hundred meters away, and can catch the biggest fish in the town every time. Fisherman." Hisalie put down her water glass. "But there are indeed many humans. It's a pity that if your life span can be half of the high elves, I'm afraid there will be human towns everywhere in Azeroth."

"Is that Marcus a very powerful adventurer?"

Hesally paused, then couldn't help but laugh. "I don’t know if he is strong, but he is indeed strong in a sense... As far as I know, his girlfriend has a human mage, an undead thief, a dwarf warlock, and a draenei. Shaman, a pair of blood elves priests and sisters, a goblin engineer... Don’t you know? His story was written into a novel, "A Tear-jerking Romance Novel", I like to read this book, every I will ask my friends to buy one for me. I like the third one "Northland Tenderness". The fourth "Blue Moon" is not bad, but the fifth "Heat and Fog" is Worst of all, my sisters and I think that there is too much beautification for the Sindorei... But I have never figured out why there will be "Wild Base Love" and "Mechanical Love" "This kind of strange sequel, and I still saw it in the Temple of One Moon."

Zelin's face stiffly listened to Xisally's story about not knowing whether it was true or not.

"Does Marcus really exist? Or is it just a fake character created by booksellers to promote this book?"

"Elune is here. Of course he exists. He signed the book in Stormwind the year before last." Xisali patted her hand. "It's a pity that I couldn't find a chance to buy a copy of his autographed book. When I took the boat to Stormwind, the bookstore seemed to have been robbed by robbers. Alas, if it weren't for the Burning Legion invasion, I could already see it. This year’s sequel. Of course, when I told a werewolf lady about it, she had the same idea as you, thinking that this man is about to die...Do you think he can survive?"

Zelin rolled his eyes for a moment and shrugged.

"Maybe."

"Honey."

"Huh?"

"Today we are going to the restaurant across the road to try it?"

"No problem, but we have to wait for Olegar to wake up. She has been guarding for these two days. Anyway, let her rest today. I can see that dark circles appear on her face."

In the past few days, Olejia spent most of his time guarding An Bo. Basically only from noon to sunset, she has time to rest. Zelin thought that Oregaard could not be allowed to continue like this. Although the draenei claimed that she was energetic and not exhausted at all, Zelin insisted that she take a rest and consider other things until she woke up.

"No problem, and I think it shouldn't be too long for shopping. We can still buy a cup for Olega..." Xisali said, she stopped suddenly because she was aware The man's attention before him seemed not to be on himself. Following Ze Lin's gaze, at the end was the bed where An Bo was lying. "What's wrong?"

Zelin stretched out a finger, he stood up, frowning slightly.

"...She seems to be awake."

Chapter 2126: The Awakened Agent

An Bo opened his eyes and stared at the curtain of the top bed. Through the curtain, he could see the ceiling painted with purple and blue patterns.

"Are you awake?"

A vague voice came into the ear, pulling back the agent's thoughts. Suddenly, almost forgotten memories flooded into my mind, militarily, wandering on the sea, broken beaches, fleeing and crises along the way. Chased, wanted, escaped into Karazhan, and then the demon guard...

Taking a deep breath, An Bo sat up all of a sudden, and subconsciously touched the dagger fixed on his thigh with both hands. She encountered the guard of the doomsday, and the powerful demon defeated her. She was captured by the demon...

Then, the agent's actions gave a sudden pause.

The fragrance of flowers on the balcony of Dalaran Hotel drifted into the nose. There are no demons, no warlocks, and no terrifying monsters. She was not fixed on the torture rack, or detained in the cage, feeling the soft mattress under her body, the agent's tight nerves were slightly relaxed. She doesn't know what happened, but this is obviously not the secret dungeon of MI7 or the cell of the Burning Legion. On the balcony, a light purple-skinned night elf walked in with two cups. The room was dark and the sun was shining brightly outside. In the distance, the spires of Dalaran outlined a fuzzy outline in the dazzling sunlight. A man in a light brown shirt stood by the bed, with his hands folded on his chest, looking at himself.