"Because I'm willing to help." The dwarf opened his arms, then his face became stiff. "Ah, in fact, there are some other ideas. For example, you will definitely not watch us risking you to take you to a safe place to protect you and your family. You still can’t get some coins for buying bread and cheese. You just need A hundred gold coins. Don’t think it’s expensive. We’re going to row you to far away, past Grim Batol, and..."

"And rot in Grim Battory is the ending you deserve."

Hear this puffy voice. The dwarf shuddered and started to flee, but then the whole person flew out like a knocked baseball and plunged into the flowerbed by the roadside.

The figure behind the dwarf was holding a wooden stick, still maintaining a swinging posture, and the faint golden light on the wooden stick slowly faded.

"This is called a Crusade Strike!"

Taking a sip at the flower bed, she looked at Zelin, and the demon hunter raised her eyebrows unexpectedly. On the chest of the female with long horns in front, the golden armor gleamed in the sun.

"Don't believe these liars, never lose hope, mankind, Naaru has not forgotten us."

"Don't worry." Zelin rolled the flyers in his hands. "Poverty makes me calm."

The woman with sheep's hooves and horns walked to the flowerbed, bent down and grabbed the dwarf who wanted to use the weeds to cover it.

"You are a believer in the Holy Light, how can you treat an unarmed person like this?" The dwarf shook his limbs like a spider being pulled out of the web. "Let go of me, I'm just passing by, you see there is nothing in my hand!"

In the canal, several floating flyers followed the river and disappeared at the sewer entrance on the bank of the river.

"Leave your accusations to the guards, but my duty is to take you to meet them, and the Burning Legion will be destroyed." She said, she looked at Zelin. "He was preaching heresy to you just now? Come with me, I need a witness."

"Are you a city guard? You still need a witness to arrest someone? Oh, do you need me to get back the flyer?"

"To accuse a person, a witness is necessary." The other party narrowed his eyes, and his pale fluorescent eyes became a gap. "I believe you are not an accomplice of him or the Legion. There have been too many incidents of demons sneaking into the city recently. A fire broke out in the pigs and sentries in the old city a few days ago. It was made by a few evil little ghosts. We have not found them yet. The summoner."

"No, of course I am not." Zelin rubbed the corners of his mouth. He didn't want to have a relationship with the locals when he arrived in a strange place. It seemed that the people here became a little nervous because of the invasion of the Legion. "But I must be back here within two hours. Time waits for no one."

"Don't be nervous. I'm Vindicator Olega. Your city guard invited me and my brother to come here to prevent the spies of the Burning Legion from sneaking into the city. They will look like anyone. You and I went to the old city. The guard’s office, after giving testimony, and then undergoing a light test. If there is no problem, you can leave. The most powerful of them, Nathrezim, can easily become another person, causing irreparable damage and destruction. Loss. Recently, Ironforge, Stormwind City and even Dalaran have appeared propagating doomsday rumors, spreading surrender ideas, and vainly trying to destroy people’s beliefs. I am worried that this may be the plan of a certain Nathrezim, this race has always been cunning. ."

"Well, if I really were a Naz..."

"Nathrezim."

"If it's a Nathrezim, can you beat me?"

"I can't, but I'm very happy to be able to draw out a Nathrezim before the city is destroyed. Nathrezim can kill me, but then it will be killed by the wizard in the city."

The other party's voice was relatively peaceful, and I added one last sentence. "May the Holy Light be with you."

"Well, if it doesn't take any time..." Zelin thought for a while. "Do you know the person who manages the flying animal pen in this city?"

"Gryphon keeper? No, my brother and I arrived through the portal. Go here." She was kind to Zelin, but showed no mercy to the dwarf. She had just tied the dwarf's hands behind with a rope, and the dwarf struggled a little. After a moment, she raised her hoof and kicked the dwarf. "Don't move, the running dog of the Legion! Otherwise I will purify you with the Holy Light!"

"I have nothing to do with the devil, I just..."

"Shut up!"

On the other side, the female propagandist who had just escaped was also escorted by three guards and walked out of the alley. The woman's cheek was swollen, and she seemed to have received two punches while struggling.

"We caught her, Ms. Olegar, and found a leaflet on her to surrender the devil."

"Escort her and follow me." Oleja turned around, clenched her fists, and the tail behind her swayed angrily. "We must find out the demon spies hiding in the city!"

The first thousand seven hundred and seventy-one chapters

Compared with the bustling trade area and the holy church square, the old town is much quieter. The houses with red roofs stand neatly on both sides of the street. The glove boxes in front of the residents are stacked on the steps in front of the door. Among the oil lamps hanging on the door rails, only the dry wick is left. Several children holding dolls each other Chasing, ran past the demon hunter. A tabby cat lying on the window sill yawned lazily, and there were burnt marks on the exterior wall of the Pig and Sentinel Inn in the distance.

"It's here."

As he passed the pig and the sentinel, Allegar stretched out his finger at the store door. "This is the trace left by the demons. They have not yet caused greater losses, but they cannot find the culprit. People will start to doubt, mutual suspicion, and fear. Demons like to do this kind of thing the most. When people start to doubt their own When neighbors, it’s easy to be deceived by demons. May the Holy Light bless them."

Zelin turned his head and looked at the scorched door of the hotel. There was also a mess inside. Several men dressed as workers were cleaning the burnt furniture debris inside.

"You mean, who summoned a few little demons in the hotel and set them on fire?"

"From the preliminary results, it is true. The sorcerers of the lamb to be slaughtered are trying to research the source of the spell in order to trace the whereabouts of the caster as soon as possible." Olegar's hooves rattled on the stone road. When she mentioned the warlock, her brows wrinkled slightly, imperceptibly. "Although one cannot force a person to speed up the investigation, their method of investigation is too slow. I just hope that there will be no new demon attack until the results of their investigation. So, I hope you can cooperate and understand. During the period, we draenei knew better than the human guards about the methods of the Burning Legion."

Draenei.

Zelin noticed a noun mentioned in the other party's words.

Whether it is an organization or a racial term, he seems to be able to use this name to refer to intelligent creatures similar to her.

If you want to be more natural, you must pay attention to collecting any clues in people's words. Judging from the reactions of the people around him, if he appears to be ignorant of the draenei, the best result is just to be treated as a fool by a group of people. He came to think of a way to make money, not to be ashamed.

"I understand, I understand." Zelin waved his hand. He raised his head and looked to the sky. The sun has not yet risen to the middle position, it is still early. "Out of curiosity, I would like to ask, how did your warlock conduct investigation activities? Ah, just out of curiosity, I sometimes accept a job similar to a detective in my hometown. Although most of them only search Lost property, find the villager who lost their way in the forest."

"I am not a warlock, and I will never deal with demons and evil energies. Only dead demons are good demons. Their only ending should be to be burned to ashes by the Holy Light." There was no hesitation in Oregaard's voice. . Zelin had no doubt that if a demon really appeared in front of her, she would immediately use her holy light to turn the opponent into a pile of ashes. "We are waiting for news from the warlocks. They didn't tell us the clues they found, and there was no way to conduct the next investigation. They are experts in fel energy and often deal with demons."

"Know yourself and the enemy?"

"You can say that. It would be better if they were not in danger of being tempted by the devil to fall."

Oleg’s destination is in the depths of the old city, behind a white marble wall, two twin city halls are located at the foot of the mountain on the edge of the city, separated from the city by a stone wall.

"Here." In front of the stone arch, Olejia turned around and stretched out a finger to Zelin. Zelin stopped quickly. The average height of the draenei was higher than that of humans. The demon hunter thought he was taller among humans. The demon hunter hit the pair of corners.

"Arrived?"

"That's right. The first time you are here, I warn you in advance, don't look around, don't try to get news, don't ask questions, don't want to take away anything. The people at MI7 have a way of identifying demon spies by themselves. Means, you don’t want them to apply this method to you."

"MI7?" Zelin raised his eyebrows. The name doesn't sound like a place to deal with petty theft. "I thought it was under the control of the city guards."

"The city guards can't deal with the devil. According to the order, after we catch people related to the devil, we will take it to MI7 and hand it over to the agents here for interrogation."

"Wait, I was just a witness, why have you become a collusion with the devil now?"

"It's not you, it's the other two. You just need to be baptized by the Holy Light." Oleja tilted her head and pointed to the other side. Two men in straight black shirts escorted the dwarf and the human woman into the hall. "For one week, you can see flyers on the streets promoting the Burning Legion and the Doomsday. Fortunately, he didn't notice me when he talked with you. This is the first time we have caught people in a week. I believe that there must be many of their accomplices in the city, and we must find out the stronghold behind the scenes and printing leaflets. Otherwise, when I think of a demon and its lackey hiding in Stormwind City, I will sleep and eat. May the Holy Light protect me. All of us."

MI7 Office.

Zelin looked at this inconspicuous two-story building in the corner of the city. Oleja walked in, and there were a few tables in the lobby on the first floor. People in robes, leather jackets or iron armor gathered in front of the tables in twos and threes, discussing something in a low voice, and pointed to the documents on the desk. In front of a table by the window in the hall, sitting another male draenei, his broad shoulders and a figure close to two meters make him stand out from the crowd.

The draenei was looking at a book and noticed that Olega came in. He closed the book, pushed aside the chair and stood up, the tiny tentacles on his chin wiggled slightly.

"Olega, you are back."

"Tamla, perform a holy light test for this human. Oh, put down your hammer, his suspicion is very low."

Seeing Tamra subconsciously picking up the one-and-a-half-meter-long two-handed hammer placed on the tabletop, Olega said quickly. "Today I finally caught a few people who were distributing Legion flyers. The agents were being interrogated. This one happened to be entangled by Legion minions, but he did not show any hostility. Perform testing and let him go if there is no problem."

"No problem, but Olega, what's the matter with your breastplate?" Tamra frowned, and he stroked the tentacles under his cheeks, like a human being stroking his beard.

"Voidling technology." Olegar put her hands behind her back, straightened her chest and turned in a circle, and raised her chin proudly. "Golden armor is worthy of the blessing of the Holy Light."

"And make you a living target on the battlefield." Tamra sat down again. "You have just received the response from the Holy Light. The first thing you should do is to open your heart to the Holy Light, not these flashy things. What really matters is your inner heart. The Holy Light will not favor armor."