The clouds on the top of the distant snow mountain have already begun to redden.

Anyang got up and patted the clothes, smoothed some pleated shirts, and then pushed open the heavy wooden door and went out.

He must go to the Black Swamp today to see what the orcs are doing, at least to find out whether the first army crossed the portal.

Ace Wei turned around in surprise, looking at him smiling at the door, and said in a panic: "Mr. Master, please wait a moment, breakfast will be ready soon, I have prepared ham meat, sword fish soup and Butter bread, I do n’t know whether you eat it or not. "

Anyang narrowed his eyes, and the richness of this breakfast exceeded his expectations.

He is obviously not a good person who takes others for granted, but out of politeness, he immediately nodded: "Thank you very much for your enthusiasm, this is a very rich breakfast."

Anyang can realize that for this poor village, for this poor family, how rich is such a breakfast, maybe it can be worth their father and daughter to eat a lot of wheat cakes, and this is actually the case Put such precious food on the table of this stranger!

A person who met only yesterday, it is likely that there will be no more people after today?

Is the Master's identity so admired here?

Or are the people here really hospitable?

Regardless of the merits, a normal person must be difficult to accept such unrelenting and unremunerated treatment under the condition of first acquaintance, but the honesty and kindness of the people here makes it difficult to refuse, for fear of any discomfort. Will make them misunderstand and hurt their pure heart.

When this breakfast was served on the table with a decent wooden board, Anyang was surprised again.

Because no matter ham, toast or saury soup is only for one person, that is, only enough for him to eat alone!

He frowned, and immediately wanted to refuse, but he looked up and saw only Atherwell's face with faint freckles.

Those are light blue eyes, pure as a lake on a snowy plateau, like the sea near an island and a reef, with a little uneasiness on her face, looking at the breakfast on the table from time to time, a little anticipation and anxious emotions Among them, reveal a kind and inferior heart.

Although she has done it very seriously, and has also brought out the most precious ingredients that her father is usually reluctant to eat, she still feels that the humble food she makes is far from being compared with the noble delicacies in the Wangdu. The distinguished Master Master.

Anyang saw her thoughts almost instantly, he was stunned and showed a smile, swallowed all the original words, took his spoon down and took a sip of fish soup, showing the expression of enjoyment, and tasted the bread again With ham meat, this time I turned my head and said to Atherwell: "Well, it's delicious. I've been to many places, but I rarely taste such delicious food!"

At this time, Ace Wei smiled, the worries and uneasiness on her face swept away, and she seemed extremely pure. She took two steps back and said, "Master Master, please use it slowly, my father is about to wake up, I have to go He prepares breakfast. "

Anyang nodded and saw that she had taken out some wheat flour with some impurities, and there was something wrong in her heart.

In all fairness, the ham is a bit salty, but in his mouth it is as chewy as wax.

Again, people do n’t necessarily want to be a kind person, but kindness is always easy to move people ’s hearts.

And he is even a little difficult to understand, why do they pour so much to this irrelevant person, even though they have fabricated an identity of "mage", but this identity does not represent rights, and it ca n’t bring them anything, can Saying that they did nothing in return.

If you are a nobleman in Stormwind City, then you can understand so much with hospitality, but you are nothing.

Anyang was a little bit at a loss. In fairness, he had traveled so many times in other worlds, had been in power, had seen the darkest side of human nature, but seemed to ignore how strong the impact of the simplicity and kindness of people sometimes. .

Ears seemed to whisper Atherwell humming softly, no lyrics, just a piece of music, but the inexplicable tone was very sweet.

Anyang soon finished his breakfast. To pay his respects, he ate very cleanly.

Unfortunately, this swordfish soup did not restore his physical strength and mana, nor did he increase his agility.

At this time, Aceville's father also got up, came out with a confused face, shabby clothes scattered on his body, and his beard and hair were messy. He could barely see the chest hair, and he didn't wake up until the moment he saw Anyang. He stood up straight and hurriedly sorted out his clothes and shouted, "Mr. Master."

Anyang wiped his mouth and returned a salute to him: "Mr. Longchi, good morning."

Old Lonchi was at a loss, and in the face of such polite words, he didn't know how to respond.

Anyang did not say anything. He stood up calmly. In order not to restrain him, he decided not to stay here.

It ’s hard to understand the seriousness of inferiority caused by identity status in an era that does not promote equality for all, without real experience. It will not only make you unable to lift your head, but also make you feel at a loss, like someone else ’s move. Every move is so different from yours, the identity gap is invisible.

Anyang silently took out a piece of gold, thought about it, and put it away.

"Miss Acerville, I want to go further today to see, but before that I want to talk to the elder, is he at home now?"

"Most of the elders are at home at the reception last night. Mr. Master, you walked along the lake and passed two houses. You saw a place with a lush tree. This is the elder's house."

Anyang nodded and said, "Yes, I know, thank you very much."

Atherwell stood up and wiped the crumbs of the mouth: "Where do you want to go, do you need me to show you the way?"

Anyang shook his head and smiled: "Thank you for your enthusiasm, but the place I am going to is far away, and I can't walk, I'm afraid you can't be with me."

Ashe opened his eyes wide and didn't understand what he meant by not being able to walk.

Anyang retired with a smile.

The moment he stepped out of the room and turned around, his expression calmed down suddenly, twitching his fingerprints and muttering a spell to apply a breeze and magical art to himself. The green light of the body flickered away, some kind of mysterious power Suddenly made him as light as a wild goose, and the magical technique made him feel the wind at the bottom of his feet, and the mantra flashed in a single step, but it was a few meters away.

The villagers who went out in the morning were all amazed by the mystery and shocked by the mystery of the mage!

Anyang has decided that it is no longer to say everything, and to choose their own life and death, but must move the people in this village as soon as possible. Whether they want it or not, or believe him, he must let them go. !

And he has to find out the orcs in the Black Swamp as soon as possible.

At his speed, I saw the lush tree almost for a moment, lush, in front of the tree is a two-storey wooden house, a lot of style than the low thatched house of the Itherville family, very World of Warcraft The style in China is where the reception was last night.

Anyang knocked on the door, and after waiting for a response, he waited at the door, and soon a slightly hobbled footstep sounded from far to near, mixed with the dull sound of the walking stick on the ground, and the door opened with a squeak. Exposed the wrinkled face of the elderly.

"Oh, it turned out to be Master Master."

"Should I call you an elder, or should I teach you Mr. Leach?"

"No need to be so polite, you can just call me Old Reggie, they call me that."

"I still call you Mr. Leach, then, Mr. Leach, can I ...?"

Anyang said with a question in his tone, and pointed at the door.

The elder just reacted and quickly opened the door completely, letting the open body make a gesture of asking him: "Master Master, I am neglecting you, and I am old and I am slow to respond. Please forgive me, please come in!"

Anyang stepped in and smelled that there was still some rum in the room. He looked around and smiled and said, "Mr. Rech, do you remember what I said to you last night, because I last night See you drink some wine, so ... sorry. "

The elder thought for a moment and slapped his head: "Remember to remember, of course I remember, but my head is just a little dull."

Anyang squinted at him and said, "But Mr. Leiqi, you don't seem to care much, and you are not in a hurry to tell the villagers."

The elder's face became serious, and he said, "Master Master, you misunderstood me. I only woke up last night until now, and I immediately went to them to discuss."

"I hope you can deal with this matter as soon as possible, you know, I was very well received at Mr. Long's house last night, and I feel very guilty, which makes me think I have to do something for them, at least I ca n’t Sit back and watch them destroyed by that disaster, and in my foresight, that disaster is getting closer and closer! "

"Ah, then I will immediately notify everyone and let them make a decision!"

The elder immediately started to sort out clothes ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ took off the hat hanging on the wall and wanted to go out, but was stopped by Anyang.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Reach!"

"What's wrong, Master Master?"

"I foresee that the disaster is from the Black Swamp. I think I have to pass it once, and then I will go to Ironforge and Stormwind City to find the current commander of Azeroth, Losa, and King Lane, you know where these are. Direction? "

"These places, I walked around when I was young, but I can help you, and listening to you, things seem very serious."

"Yes, this disaster will sweep Azeroth!"

"Then we should report the king. I'll calculate the date. Well, today there will be soldiers from the Golden Town patrolling here. If they don't come, Elvin Forest and the Kingdom Garrison Squad, we can report to him."

Anyang frowned and didn't think it was useful, but he didn't refute him.

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