Wolf King

For the adventurers, the West Coast of the Cursed Land is an unexplored land.

The so-called unexplored land refers to the flooded area of ​​Warcraft without an adventurer camp-a relatively developed area, the Adventurer Association will station large camps in the past, set up new branches, recruit caravan chambers and adventurer teams, And caused a group of ordinary people to serve the adventurers, including cooks, prostitutes, etc.; as the most organized private association, the branch of the Association of Adventurers is very rich in gold, and the scale of some mature adventure resorts is even Don't lose to small and medium-sized towns, and every adventurer camp can bring a considerable benefit to the association.

And if there are still three or more World of Warcraft loitering in the area, the Adventurer Association will naturally not take this risk...any power or individual investment is for profit, and any third-level Warcraft may cause a large number of property losses. The money of other people's associations is not flooded.

After a year of exploration last year, adventurers pushed the safe place on the west coast from Elven Harbor to hundreds of kilometers. Camping in this area for overnight can ensure basic safety. A little further away, it will not work...

"Fourth-level Warcraft Akronos? And this stuff?!" The young and tender youth said in surprise.

"Yes, three days to the southeast, there is a swamp, where Acrenos was entrenched there last year." The old adventurer who couldn't stop hiccupping patted the table with red light. The tone was exaggerated, "Last year we saw the big guy across the swamp. My God, the ghost with red deer and antlers is really amazing, bigger than the boat we were in when we came!"

"and after?"

"We of course ran away with a shit, ha ha ha!" the old adventurer laughed loudly, "but don't worry about it now, that ghost thing went east, reportedly attacking the station of the Coast Patrol of the Lamia Merchants , Hahaha! Those idiots, even if Akronos didn’t clean it up, dare to tie the camp down, and look too little at this grassland!"

The long-rooted grassroot patriarch raised his head and looked at the blatant human adventurer at the next table. He turned his head and looked at the tribe in doubt: "Antlers, red hair, how sounds familiar?"

"Yeah, it's like the red monster that uses horns to set fire. The diagonal corner of the red monster looks like antlers." A clan said.

"The meat of that thing is very delicious. In the past, our tribe caught a cat while hunting with a nearby cat tribe. I heard the soldiers say that the thing ran very fast, and the meat on their feet was very fragrant. Unfortunately, there was no cat tribe. If the warriors couldn’t catch up with that thing, the cat tribe people took their feet away. But the flesh of the trunk was also very fragrant.” Another clan slobbered. “At that time, our tribe ate for ten days. That red monster eats it up!"

"Wow, how do you eat it?"

The grass-root patriarch's eyes lit up: "Oh yes, that's the one. We used to get some meat from Tauren before. I heard that it was given to them by someone else... Did you even catch this red monster later? ?"

"It's gone." The clan regretted, "This thing is very rare, and it is always hiding deep in the swamp, we can't catch it. The cat tribe later moved away secretly, and since then Never eaten again."

The Snow Wolf people expressed their regrets and wondered how delicious the meat was...

The adjoining table, the bragging old adventurer stared at them dumbly...

"The red monster they said, wouldn't it be Acrenos?" The new tender adventurer who just came out of the mix didn't know how to look and asked foolishly.

"... Certainly not! Akronos is a fourth-level Warcraft, four-level!" The old adventurer blushed.

"But Akronos also used the corner to release the fireball--"

"Shut up! Rookie!"

The Prime Minister of the Adventurers Association "God of War" Primo, today's disguise is a middle-aged man with a frowning eye.

The chief of the Primo branch, who is keen to spend his leisure time every afternoon in the snow wolf's open-air food store, and his friend Illusionist "End of Illusion" Sean occupied the small table on the edge of the platform, just to barbecue Let's boil the wine and relax unspeakably.

As a walker, Primo is old and declining, and perception is different; unlike Sean, the increase in the age of the caster will only strengthen the mental strength without declining, even if there is no need to listen carefully, the more than ten tables of guests on the open platform The conversation will still take the initiative to drill into his ears; after hearing the Snow Wolf clan's conversation, Sean laughed dumbly and shook his head without a smile.

"Why, what interesting things did you'overhear'?" Primo teased.

"It's not fair, how can an audience say that it's an eavesdropping." Sean chuckled indifferently, whispering the Snow Wolf tribe's evaluation of the fourth-level Warcraft Akronos again.

"..." Rao is a Primo with rich experience in life, and he couldn't help crying when he heard these words, "'The barbarian among the orcs', that nickname was really right, even if it fell, the snow wolf clan was still an orc clan The fighting race in ... treats the fourth-level Warcraft that can destroy the town overnight as a rare ingredient, and only they can do such a thing."

With a sigh, Primo was rather sorry: "I like them a little bit. This style is quite in line with my preferences. It's a pity... "Snow Wolf Ayun" actually openly pleases the dark elves. This approach really makes It’s hard to agree."

"My friend, maybe the Snow Wolf tribe doesn't think as much as you think." Sean didn't take it seriously. "The technique of cultivating mushrooms with decayed wood and sawdust benefits not only the dark elves, but also on the mainland. There are too many people who do not own land suitable for farming."

Primo shook his head and did not intend to argue with his old friend on this issue: "Forget it, old man, that is not something we should care about. You and I have little time left, and it is time to enjoy life. "

Sean smiled and picked up the glass.

It has been 50 years since Primo won the title of God of War, and even the top powerhouse of mankind, his age is considered aging.

When he originally made the decision to stay away from the dispute in the headquarters and came to the remote cursed branch to retire, Primo was prepared to drink blood and then dragged the ground. It was unexpected that the forest elf operated the port on the west coast well. There is another food store opened by the Snow Wolf family that can satisfy his stomach greatly. There is nothing impeccable in this kind of old-age life.

Sean’s situation is similar to his. Although it still looks young, the "end of illusion" has passed 200 years this year... Humans do not have the lifespan of elf dwarves, even though Sean has twice as much as a caster. The life span of his life has reached the limit. If there is no accident, Sean will return to the magic goddess in a few years.

The two who treated the death calmly did not have any interest in foreign affairs. Although they knew that the Snow Wolf clan Ayun was in the hotel where General Krest stayed at the moment, there was no interest in visiting... even if they were both considered to be that. A loyal fan of two interesting travel notes.

"I didn't expect that the snow wolf cub I met at Prince Saint Bridge's reception last year was'Ayun', or Carlisle's new teacher, and wrote such a novel travel note, which is really unbelievable. "Shaun filled half a glass of fruit wine with emotion, "If I was twenty years ago, no, ten years ago, I knew there was such a young and talented genius, then I think I would be willing to meet such a new friend... "

"That's the snow werewolf that made the prince of St. Bridge willing to go to the teacher. Isn't you an illusionist trying to take a snow werewolf to be a disciple?" Primo teased.

"No, it's not a disciple, it's a friend, Primo." Sean smiled. "Is it possible to come up with people who use compiled travel notes to plan for the future of their tribe, is it not worthy of respect?"

Primo pouted: "Also including to please the dark elves?"

"Look, you still care about this." Sean couldn't help laughing. "You and my kin, there are also many despicable people in the human race. If other races talk about you and that kind of person, I think you are Absolutely not allowed, then why do you hate the entire underground world for a few dark elves?"

"I'm already of this age, and I don't want to maintain my demeanor and generosity." Primo hummed.

Sean nodded in agreement: "You are right, that's why we can be friends for so many years, Primo."

"You really are a weird guy." Primor was happy.

"One another."

These two old guys each had a bottle of wine, and it was consumed until the evening meal peak was about to come before they patted their butts back to the residence.

As sub-ministers of the Adventurer’s Association and well-known strongmen on the mainland, they have the habit of staying in the elven quarters and live in a hotel with General Krest. This highest-standard hotel has a separate courtyard, garden, and exclusive bath for guests. The courtyard in the front yard is transplanted with many flowers and plants cultivated by Druids. Each room has a specially assigned maid to take care of the room to prepare meals. Point-other hotels are not so meticulous, even guests are not allowed to dine in the room.

General Elf lives in the room on the east side of the second floor. Sean and Primo live on the west side, separated by a hallway and a lounge area with sofas and bookshelves; but Sean and Primo never enter that place... …One is too troublesome to meet the greetings of the elven general, and the other is that drinking is not allowed in the hotel. They are more willing to spend time in the open food shop of the Snow Wolf tribe.

It is for this reason that Xiao Yun in Lai's suite of General Krest has never encountered these two...

On the third day of shipment to the port, the St. Bridge fleet arrived.

The fleet that came this time was even larger, with a total of sixty ships and the port almost stopped. Prince Carlisle did not appear in the fleet. Tim, who was in charge of the transaction, was busy for a few days before completing the unloading and arranging the transportation team to the Forest Elves; after handling the matter at hand, Tim rushed to see Xiao Yun— —Xiao Yun was able to run around freely last year, but now he can’t run around, and to communicate with Tim, he has to rely on Darren to run and talk in the middle.

In the living room of General Krest... Xiao Yun asked Prince Carlisle's situation carefully.

"In this way, Carlisle's biggest trouble now is the relationship with his father. At this point, Carlisle has not dealt with it well." Xiao Yun frowned.

"This...does His Majesty still do harm to Carlisle?" The focus of Tim's story is clearly Prince Hillbott, and Xiao Yun surprised him by mentioning the old king.

Xiao Yun's mouth twitched, and this group of guys obviously saw less in the palace fighting scene: "With his brain, Tim, Carlisle had already pushed Hillbot down, and even forced Hillbott to pinch his nose to accept The princess participates in politics, and the prince is the leader of the Conservative Party of St. Bridge. What does this mean? If Hillburt does not have strong support, it is impossible for him to climb up hard and continue to pull with Carlisle after kneeling. ——Which one can support Hillbut other than Carlisle?

Tim was surprised, but he was not particularly surprised, but smiled bitterly: "Is it so..."

"You and Carlisle are actually aware, but it is difficult to accept the reality." Xiao Yun did not understand what he was saying.

The great sword warrior Darren sitting next to him really didn't know about it, and his face was stunned. This was really a performance that he didn't guess...

Tim shook his head with a wry smile and hesitated before sighing: "However, it is hard to believe that His Majesty the King is also Carlisle's father. His Majesty will express his dissatisfaction in this way, Her Royal Highness...and his daughter.

Understandably, the disputes between the two generations of the small family are constantly being cut into chaos, not to mention the royal family. Xiao Yun did not mean harsh, but was not very satisfied: "Last year, I reminded you and Carlisle to strip off the aura of identity to see people, you just listened with your ears, and did not go to the heart. Father, king, all are just identities. If you look at the old king as a normal ordinary man, you will not be so handcuffed."

Leaning forward to put a little pressure on Tim, Xiao Yun said in a deep voice: "Think about it-the king is old, but still panting and opening his eyes, which man holds the highest power in his life, willing to keep his eyes closed Seeing another man take away his own power before he died?"

Tim couldn't hide his horror, and his face was white when he brushed his face.

"St. Bridge's spring came earlier than the prairie. Is it warm now? The old man who trembles in front of the fireplace in the winter and stiffens, should be able to walk out of the door and walk." Xiao Yun Eyes narrowed, unkindly, "Assuming that you are the man who has to give in to his son when his body is weak, when you find that vitality is back in your body, you still have physical energy to master At the highest power of St. Bridge, do you really not regret the decision a few months ago, are you really...willing?"

Tim softened all at once, and Darren next to him could almost hear the shaking.

"Prince Hillbott suddenly proposed to marry the two princesses out of marriage. This is not just his personal will." Xiao Yun sat up straight. "No matter what Carlisle's intention of letting the princess act as an agent, in the view of the old king Here, this is the provocation of his young and strong children. Marrying the princess is to let Carlisle know his dissatisfaction and let Carlisle consciously return the power. In this piece, Carlisle handled it well, and welcomed the old king again. Give the fleet to you and use this method to express a weak attitude instead of being stiff. This approach eases the outbreak of contradictions."

What Tim lacked was Carlisle's vision. After being reminded by Xiao Yun, he immediately realized that his face was a little ugly: "Teacher Ayun..."

"Carlisle trusts you very much." Xiao Yun interrupted his words and smiled undoubtedly. "You know best how important the fleet is to him, Tim. Carlisle will carry the fleet of his dream idea. It’s up to you. When the old king returns to the center, he should have a hard time having a chance to be alone with you, right, Tim, Carlisle believes you can understand his will, and he certainly believes without hesitation when he makes a decision at this point."

The shadow that floated on Tim's heart was blown away by Xiao Yun's words. He smiled unconsciously, and his softened back straightened.

"This trust is very heavy, Darren, you have to take a good look at our new captain. He can't have any surprises. Otherwise, if St. Bridge fell, I don't know who is going to be cheap. "Xiao Yun made a joke and wiped out all the questions Tim might have-he was actually annoyed that Carlisle didn't explain to Tim. The closer the person is, the more serious the problem is. Horrible...in case Tim thought Carlisle threw him as a mortal substitute, what a big deal!

It's all right, he can only wipe this **** for Carlisle.

"Mr. Ayun, do you think there are assassins among the crew?" Tim asked this guess, and his expression was quite natural.

Xiao Yun patted his thigh: "Think about it with your knees! Carlisle's foundation is the fleet. If the person who actually controls the fleet is replaced by the old king, will Carlisle dare to move when the old king is alive? If it weren’t for St. Bridge, he would be left with a prince. It is estimated that Carlisle wouldn’t dare to stay in the palace anymore... 'People need to confirm the transaction process with Haimao once, and you won't be so comfortable when you return.'

Darren hurriedly said: "I will follow Tim closely next."

Tim was a little low and sighed long: "...how come to this step, it's all for St. Bridge."

Xiao Yun smiled: "Normal, men are of this virtue, as long as they don't die and think about power, they are power. There are more people who can't control their greed, and there is no shortage of the old king."

Tim and Darren stared at him for a moment, involuntarily moving their eyes below his abdomen...

"Look at Mao, I am the one who can control myself! There are more people who can control myself!" Xiao Yun said angrily, "greedy is not a bad thing, and greed that can be bad is bad. Understand, the former It is the driving force that drives people's progress. The latter only makes people indulge in the feudal thoughts that are behind each other, everyone is worse than the bad heart; the reason why intelligent creatures are intelligent creatures is to put their greedy desires in the right The wisdom of the place is called intelligent creatures, otherwise there is a hairy difference from animals that only know to eat, sleep and mate!"

Tim and Darren quickly claimed that they were.

General Krest is not here, and Xiao Yun arrogantly educates his younger brother in his room. Anyway, this hotel is very quiet and does not worry about being disturbed.

What Xiao Yun didn't expect is that... in a room about 20 meters away from him, at the other end of the corridor, there is a legendary magician who can perceive the movement of the surroundings without deliberately "eavesdropping" the "end of confusion" .

Sean looked dazed, staring in disbelief at the east wall of the room.

On the chair opposite Sean, Primo held a new issue of "Continental Games" and read the travels of the food hunter beautifully; there was no pleasing and gorgeous description, but the plot was very novel and the bridge was very attractive. If he couldn't stop, he went to the food store of the Snow Wolf family two hours ago to feel hungry...

After reading the 20,000-word travel diary, Primo licked his lower lip in an unfinished manner, preparing to communicate with his old friend. As a result, he looked up... and saw his old friend twisting his head awkwardly, looking like a dementia, as if The same as petrification.

"Shaun? Old man? Hi?"

After shouting three times, Sean returned to his soul, and turned his head stiffly, still looking as if he had seen a ghost.

Primo also knew how strong Sean’s spiritual field was, frowning: "...Did you accidentally hear a terrifying conspiracy? The forest elves are going to kill all adventurers?"

"No, no..." Sean waved his hand, calmed his face, and stared at his old friend strangely, "It's amazing, you'll be surprised if you know, Primo, that's Snow Wolf Clan Ayun', really Carlisle's teacher..."

Primo looked at him with an idiot's eyes: "What are you talking about, isn't that the prince said it himself long ago."

"No, I mean-wait!" Sean reached out for a pause gesture and looked again at the wall on the east side of the room.

In the room across the walls and across the corridor, Tim said tangledly: "I think Carlisle is not difficult to deal with Prince Hillbott, but your majesty's thing is really... I don't know what to do. The Federation is already preparing food for the troops, and St. Bridge can’t afford it, but now, alas."

"Carlisle does not intend to marry the princess casually in accordance with the king's wishes?" Xiao Yun asked.

Tim nodded: "Carlisle believes that the two princesses are involved in this matter because of him. The princess cannot be held responsible for his mistakes."

Xiao Yun was very satisfied, and when something went wrong, he quickly let others take the blame. Such an aspiring person could not succeed, and Carlisle did not injustice him for his painstaking cultivation: "With Carlisle's current strength, domestic reputation, old The King’s matter is not difficult to solve.”

Tim immediately showed a horrified expression...

"What do you think, how can you do such things as father, I'm so blackhearted in your eyes?" Xiao Yun was angrily.

"Um... not of course..." Tim sighed and smiled.

"The old king is too old~" Xiao Yun was too lazy and lengthened his voice, "The prince is so filial when he is so old, how can he bear the father's involvement in the state affairs, of course, please go to the palace It is better to rest and recuperate every year. Our prince’s greatest wish is that the old king can live for a hundred years. In order for the king to live a long and healthy life, the prince should strictly prohibit idlers from disturbing the king’s cultivation...The son cares about the body of the elderly father. It’s justified where to get it!"

Tim was dumbfounded, his expression subtle... this is not, house arrest? !

Xiao Yun chuckled and told Tim with his eyes: Congratulations, you guessed it right.

How did Li Erfeng place Li Yuan? We have never been an emperor, but we can copy excellent student homework!

With a snap, Sean clapped the table.

Primo: "?!"

Sean looked suspicious. He thought that Carlisle was asking a Snow Wolf clan teacher to open up a business path. Never thought that the pups of the Snow Wolf clan were actually Carlisle's teacher as a prince? !

A large number of books to fill the experience defects can indeed compile interesting travel notes, and the long-term plan for the tribe can also be regarded as the instinct of a weak race. Such a genius does not exceed Sean's understanding.

However, as a cub of the Snow Wolf family, it has been so hard to live for more than 20 years that it has such an old political skill. This is not a genius to explain!

When I think of the alias of the grassland where the Snow Wolf tribe lives, the legendary magician, the end of illusion, and Sean, I can't help but think of a possibility that makes him creepy...