The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Tamra frowned: "Olega."

"Huh?"

"Don't ask, go to the port at once." The garrison officer looked serious, and he seemed to have noticed something in Zelin's nervousness. "Pick up your warhammer and go quickly."

"We still have packages in the hotel."

"Don't worry about it, it's just a bag of coins, and you don't need to forget your holy scriptures."

Suddenly, the ear of the demon hunter caught a rush of footsteps, and he looked in the direction of the sound, only to see the back of an escaped person disappearing behind the long canal bridge. Altea, who had just walked out of the cathedral, also noticed this figure. The vigilance in her heart stopped her footsteps, then bent down, and pulled the edge of the long skirt amidst the exclamation of the lady nearby, until she reached the middle of her thigh to avoid the skirt. Swing obstructs the pace.

"Here, Lloyd, the ship is still on the dock." She yelled to Zelin. "We should go now."

Chapter two hundred and sixtieth private transactions

Zelin strode across the street, Altea walked at the back, holding the hilt on her waist with one hand, and looking behind her from time to time, Tamra pushed Oregaard forward as soon as possible, the latter looked around because she was a little unclear. But the pace did not stop at all. Under the urging of her brother, she trot and followed Zelin. There are not many people on the street. Zelin doesn't have to worry about hitting anyone, but it also means that there are not enough people to provide cover for them. He hoped that he had guessed wrong, it was just a passing pedestrian, but he absolutely couldn't bet on this possibility.

In the Port of Stormwind, three-masted sailboats, tugboats, fishing boats, and two-masted merchant ships of various sizes are docked in berths of various sizes. The port is located in a valley more than 30 meters below the city. There are steps leading to the bottom on the left and right sides. Thick and neat white marble bricks are stacked on the cliffs of the valley. Safe haven. There is a platform every twenty steps extending downwards on both sides. At least three artillery pieces are placed on each platform, aiming at the sea outside the port. Fully armed guards guard the fort and look into the distance. In the center of the cliff surrounded by the fort, a huge golden lion statue representing the Wrynn family overlooks the port, showing the majesty and glory belonging to Stormwind City.

"Where is your boat?"

Zelin stopped and asked Altea.

"Go here, near the boat's position, on the right of the pier."

Going down the stone steps, the pier is divided into two platforms, one high and one low. The first platform connected to the stone steps is a narrow square where many sailors and fishermen gather. There are also many guards, artillery, and black holes on the edge of the square. The muzzle was aimed at the port, echoing the high fort, and two siege tanks were parked on the inner side of the cliff. Any enemy who invades the dock will probably realize that the port of Stormwind is no different from a fortress, and the difficulty of attacking here will never be easier than attacking the wall from the front.

The second level platform is connected to the trestle bridge, on which various goods are piled up. Workers in linen shirts carry boxes and sacks to transport the goods to the ship or carry the goods on the ship into the port warehouse. On the far right is a shipyard, where workers nailed wooden boards to the ship’s side on scaffolding. The huge keel was laid on the ground. Fifteen guards guarded the shipbuilding site to prevent anyone from approaching. On the wooden eaves on the top of the shipyard, you can vaguely see the scorched black traces left by the arson in the past.

"Did you offend anyone?" Tamra whispered to Zelin. "There are enemies in Stormwind. Do you have to hide your identity?"

"There are indeed enemies." Zelin looked at the entrance to the upper step, but he still didn't see the person chasing him. He can only hope that the agents of MI7 didn't hear the name Oregaard yelled clearly, or that they were still unable to determine who it was. "Leave here first."

Altea walked to a dhow, and a servant bowed to her.

"You can go now." Altea said to the servant, pinching her waist. "Go with my father. He is in Church Square. He is going to the manor near Northshire in the past two days. Just leave this ship to me and I will be back in a few days."

"Yes, miss."

The servant didn't ask any questions, and after bending down to Altea again, he turned and left.

"Get on the boat." Altea turned around, looked at the three people in front of her, and pointed her thumb behind her. He sighed lightly: "It looks like everything is going well. Look, no one is catching up, damn, am I a bit too sensitive? I really don't know what my father would think if he knew that I would just tear the skirt off for a meeting. Zelin, you are about to make me as nervous as you are."

"Be careful not to make big mistakes, but some mistakes cannot be made up once they are made." Zelin looked around. "Tamla, Olega, I'm afraid I will trouble you, let's get on the boat first, and I will explain to you what's going on at that time."

"Nothing. It was originally planned. Today I should take Olegar back to Azuremyst Isle." Tamra shook his head. "Holy light is on, you are like being chased by the devil."

"I'm not sure..." Suddenly, Ze Lin closed his mouth abruptly. "You get on the boat, we have to go."

On the distant stairs, Ze Lin vaguely saw some black figures moving. This may be a person from MI7. Although he can't see the specific appearance of the other party from a long distance, he intuitively tells him that this is the person sent by the fake Shaw. Maybe he still can't determine the specific situation. After all, there are some things that Shaw is not willing to make everyone know. The coalition has not yet set off, and his exposure of his identity is tantamount to destroying his plan. Maybe, he could use this to make the fake Shaw suspicious, not knowing what happened, to confuse his judgment.

"No problem, I'm going to raise the sail..."

"Zelin, why are you here?" Suddenly, a voice that hadn't been heard for a long time appeared in Zelin's ear. Zelin followed the voice and saw Joseph in a purple robe squeezing past the workers and sailors towards him. "God, how did MI7 do it? They told me this morning that they wanted me to wait at the port. If someone I know shows up, I will notify them immediately. They are looking for you, Zelin. You want Come and meet them with me?"

In the distance, a team of agents is walking down the stairs, their leader standing on a turret, looking down at the crowd, as if looking for something.

On the deck of the ship, Altea held a sword in one hand, looked at Joseph standing next to Zelin, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Zelin sighed, he stopped Joseph's shoulders, turned his back to the stone steps, so as not to be seen by the agents.

"Yes, they are looking for me, but I don't want to be found by them. Do you know why?"

"How could I know, I guess they wanted to recruit you to join?"

"It's not just that." Zelin thought he knew something about Joseph. He really wants to achieve higher status and power. Although he has some strength, strength alone is not enough to complete his ambitions. "They want to find out who was responsible for Mingjing Lake that night and the previous investigation."

Joseph's eyes widened unexpectedly.

"Why are they still investigating that matter? Isn't that over?"

Only he and Zelin knew about the private transaction about that matter. He gave Zelin the reward, and Zelin gave him the credit, each taking what he needed, and not owing each other.

"How do I know? I guess it was Shaw who came back. He was suspicious after reading the records. Don’t forget, Shaw was not at MI7 at the time. After he came back, he might check what happened during the time he left. In the end, you may think that there is a problem with the record." Zelin wrapped his left hand on the werewolf's shoulder, and patted his chest with his right hand: "But we are friends. Of course I can't let this matter affect your future, you know. , How serious is the punishment for false claims in the league, let alone MI7. I don’t plan to work in MI7. Their requirements have nothing to do with me. I just want to make money. So this time I return to the storm. The city didn't even tell anyone...I came back to discuss business with a duke."

"The Duke?" Joseph raised his voice in surprise. "You can actually know a duke."

"Duke Eberlock, I have dealt with her in Nightshine."

The agent ran down the stairs, and the lead man in black stretched his fingers in all directions of the pier. The subordinates who received the order immediately ran to different places and began to search for the target. An agent almost knocked down a worker.

"Now I should go and go to the Westfall with the Duke. You know, the nobles in Stormwind always have special hobbies, such as talking about business in a country house or a cruise ship." Zelin whispered. He tried to find the right words in his mind, but these words came out directly as if they had been prepared in advance. After all, this was not the first time he faced something that had to be solved by lying. Moreover, this is not a bad thing, which may avoid involving Joseph in. He did not expect that Shaw would use this trick to find his whereabouts, but I am afraid that Shaw would not have thought that Joseph didn't just know him: "Of course, this is to tell you, don't tell anyone else. If MI7 When the people at asked, they asked me, I won’t say I’ve seen you, nor will I explain what’s wrong with the Jinghu incident, as we discussed before. If the people from MI7 find you. ......"

"I have never seen you." The werewolf held out a finger. "You have never returned to Stormwind. I don't know about this. According to the information I know, you are still doing business in Dalaran."

"If one of them asks it seems to see someone like me..."

On the pier in the distance, a ship heading for Northrend set sail, and the bell on the mast echoed in the pier.

"I only saw a guy with a sword taking a boat to Northrend. There seems to be a werewolf warrior on it." The werewolf raised his hand and set up a shed in front of him. "Oh, this ship is very fast, the icebreakers going to Northrend are so fast, they can't catch up."

Zelin stretched out his fist and touched the werewolf's fist.

"I'm leaving, next time I have a chance to meet, I will treat you."

"It's better not to be in Stormwind City."

"Of course, the Magic Hotel in Dalaran is ready, and the dinner there is good."

After all, Zelin embarked on Altea's cruise ship. The moment he walked on the deck, Altea immediately put away the planks, and Tamra and Oleja helped to lift the anchor. The trestle bridges on both sides gradually receded, and the cruise ship disappeared among the ships docked at the pier. The cruise is small, but very flexible.

On the dock, it didn't take long for the two agents to find the werewolf warlocks walking back and forth between the trestle bridges with their hands behind their backs.

"Joseph." One of the agents showed the identity certificate to the werewolf. "Have you seen the werewolf warrior Zelin appear here?"

"What, Zelin?" Joseph scratched his cheek, his eyes narrowed slightly. "Isn't he in Dalaran? Some time ago I heard that he did a big deal in Nightlight, killing a necromancer."

"He didn't show up at the dock?"

"Of course." Joseph patted his chest. "He is my friend. If he comes to Stormwind, can I not know? We are of the same race. He also helped me with my investigations in Mingjing Lake. If he comes to Stormwind, I will definitely have a banquet with a golden rose. Him. Do you know that he is back? I haven't heard from him."

The two agents looked at each other.

"No, we have no news, but Master Shaw hopes to see him. If you know when he returns to Stormwind, please notify Master Shaw immediately."

"Of course, if I learn any news about his return, I will immediately notify the master." The werewolf bent slightly, his hands on his chest, a smirk on his face. "Have the master said, why are you looking for Zelin?"

"No." The agent shook his head. "The leader didn't mention it. Have you ever met someone like that?"