"Oh, well, please forgive my curiosity." Zelin raised his hands to apologize. "You are the guard in this town, right? Is there anyone in your town who is in regular contact with certain people in Stormwind? You are a local, you must know it well."

"Sir, why are you so curious about these things?" A trace of dissatisfaction flashed across Sarah's face. "If you are an adventurer, there are many jobs in Nightlight Town that require manpower and are well paid. Master Calvin’s hunting team and night watchman will always be short of manpower. If you don’t want to work in the town, you can go to the werewolves of Crow Ridge. Going to the village, their village hasn't been established for a long time, and they are willing to pay for anyone who helps them clean up the undead and gather potion raw materials."

"Sorry, ma'am, I just..." Zelin sighed as he looked at Sarah's increasingly suspicious eyes. "Have you heard of the demon spy caught by Stormwind recently?"

"Devil spy? I haven't heard... When did it happen?"

"Three days ago. Hasn't the Herald of Stormwind arrived yet?"

"It's possible that the heavy rain yesterday delayed him on the road." Sarah was not surprised at all. "The road from Stormwind to Nightwind is not easy. In the past, when the Blackrock Orcs invaded Redridge Mountains and the Defias Brotherhood was raging in the Westfall, Nightwind even severed contact with Stormwind for many years. Tell me how the demon spy returned. Matter?"

"The Stormwind City that I left three days ago happened to announce this." Zelin recounted Malagan's affairs, but deliberately ignored what he had done in it. "At that time, I heard some gossip that the captured Legion spy wrote a letter to someone in Yese Town. So, I have a friend of the city guard, he wants me to inquire about it when I travel to Yese Town. Has the town received any mail from Stormwind City."

"That's impossible." Sarah smiled and waved her hand. "Our night watchmen are all locals. Many people have never left the Twilight Forest since joining the Night Watch. We all know each other. There are not many people in the town. As far as I know, there is no such thing as the town of Nightfall and Stormwind. People with whom the residents have contact. Even if there is a letter from Stormwind, it must be addressed to adventurers and travelers temporarily staying in Yese Town. Basically, Yese Town does not have a letter to Stormwind City."

"Miss Sarah is right." The postman nodded. "I go to Lakeside Town most of the time, even when I go to Booty Bay more often than when I go to Stormwind City."

"Didn't you have another letter sent to Stormwind City just now?"

Zelin said casually. Sarah's face immediately became cold.

"Do you doubt me?"

"No, I just want to know if there is a letter from Stormwind the other day. If not, I will tell my friend and let him rest assured that there is no problem here."

"Then I won't waste your time." Sarah curled her mouth with a smile. "Sir. If you want to ask about this, go to our commander Altea. She will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

Chapter Two Thousand and Four The Meeting of Altea

The chapel in the quiet garden cemetery has been in disrepair for a long time. Zelin believes that if the building were not made of white marble, perhaps the chapel had only been left with broken eaves.

"Holy light is on!"

A dazzling golden light burst from the windows of the chapel, and a shattered ghoul's head flew out. Outside the chapel, there were a bunch of broken corpses lying upside down. Zelin slammed out a sword. A brainless zombie was cut off at the waist, and the other zombie stretched his hand forward and hobbled towards the demon hunter. But then his arm was cut off by a sword, Zelin hit with a backhand, and the ebony blade drew up from the right lower abdomen to his shoulder.

The three undead pounced at the same time from different directions, and Zelin forcefully aimed at the temple of the zombie in front of him and struck a sword. He had long realized that to kill them, he could only chop off his head or smash the corpse completely. The ebony blade slashed across the first enemy's forehead like a block of butter, then Zelin turned around, the blade flashed coldly, and the other two heads rolled down to his feet. The demon hunter heard the wind behind his ears, and he grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and stabbed it back. The touch on his hand indicated that he had stabbed something, and the stench of zombies filled the tip of his nose. He turned around again, and at the same time drew out the blade, and slashed again. A new corpse fell beside the demon hunter.

He didn't know what force supported these corpses to come back to life. Many of the corpses had already decayed, and some even left only white bones. But these bones seem to still maintain part of their consciousness with the help of mysterious powers, and they can still wield weapons. A skeleton holding a rusty scimitar and wooden shield approached step by step. He jumped over, and the skeleton soldier subconsciously raised the shield. The ebony blade slashed on the shield, slashing the wooden shield without any hindrance, then the skull and shoulder blades. , Ribs, tibia. The skull's head fell to the ground, and the eye sockets burning with light blue flames returned to darkness.

With a light sigh, Zelin looked at the land occupied by the undead. Tobias said that every year, the town of Nightshade hires adventurers to clean up the undead wandering around the town, and even kills a necromancer and a lich. In this regard, the Demon Hunter increasingly believes that in his world, the Warlock Order’s decision to ban the study of undead spells was extremely correct. If someone could control the resurrection of a large number of the dead and serve themselves, more than 40,000 soldiers would have been killed in the battle of Brenner alone. Zelin could not imagine that a necromancer controlled more than 40,000 soldiers who died. What kind of scene would it be like to launch an offensive in the kingdom of the enemy.

Golden light once again illuminates the dust and cobweb walls of the chapel.

"Come on, undead! The day when the holy light comes out, is when you wait for the ashes to disappear!"

The head of another undead was smashed into fragments, and the scattered pus stuck to the white breastplate, dripping along the edges and corners of the armor. Oleja shook her head, shook off the mucus stuck to her forehead, staring at the corpse in the chapel vigorously, with a sickly blue halo on her face, not caring about the appearance of getting dirty. A ghoul with only half of its body grabbed the guard's calf, but the sharp claws could only leave three white marks on the armor. Aureka raised her hoof and stepped heavily on the ghoul's head. With a squeak, the undead's head was stepped out of a depression, like a squeezed tomato.

Looking around, there were only fragments of debris left nearby. The Amethyst Warhammer can easily destroy these fragile carrion corpses. In order to prevent the undead from being completely killed, Allegar walked to each of the still intact corpses and beat the corpses fiercely with a hammer until they completely turned into a pile of vague flesh.

"Olega." Zelin strode up the steps of the chapel, which became a little slippery because of the body. "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, Zelin." Olegar lifted the tips of her pale white hair hanging from her forehead, proudly puffed her chest out, with an uncontrollable smile on her face. "At this time today, the Holy Light has won again here! You and I, we have cleaned up the dirt on this land, and regained this church for the Holy Light!"

"...Are you okay?"

"Me?" Olega widened her eyes unexpectedly. "Of course I am fine. I have never been better! Have you heard the story of the Ashbringer? I heard about it after I arrived in Azeroth. Thousands of undead attacks have no fear at all, and countless undead are not his opponents! It's a pity that I can't fight under such a powerful Holy Light Warrior, but if I can prove myself here, maybe I will have it right away. I have the opportunity to apply to join the Silver Crusade. The Holy Light has already demonstrated its anger. We should find something to celebrate, and then re-decorate this chapel."

"Celebrate." Zelin rummaged in the package. "You still know to celebrate."

"Of course." Oleja lowered her head and thought for a while. "Let us clean up the corpses here as soon as possible, and then pray for one night in the church. You and me, just in time, I can tell you the great deeds of the Light Apostle Naaru!"

"Forget it, you'd better wipe your body clean first... and then go take a shower as soon as possible." Zelin handed Oleg a handkerchief. "It just so happens that since I have taken this place back, I should be ready to go to Dalaran."

After consulting the local postman, Zelin confirmed that there was indeed no letter from Stormwind. Not long ago, he went to the town council to visit the local garrison commander. Altea received Zelin kindly and told him that the letter sent to Stormwind was a report submitted to MI7. Marragan previously told Oregaard that he sent a letter to Yese Town, which was probably just another way to deceive, trying to influence the investigation direction of MI7 agents. Moreover, Altea told Zelin that the reason why the night watchman returned to Nightshade was precisely because he was ready to accept the king's call to go to the front line to fight against the demon. She also hoped that Zelin would apologize to Tobias on her behalf, they forgot to notify the residents living outside in advance.

After all, only Tobias often lives outside and has so little contact with the town that some people forget about it.

"Go to Dalaran? Ah, are you leaving?" Oleja's voice was a little surprised.

"Yes." Zelin sighed lightly. "Since there is no trouble in Yese Town, then I should leave. I hope we can meet again in the future, Olega. The town of Yesese is not far from Dalaran. If you have any trouble here, you can write to me. A letter, I will tell you the address before I leave. If I can’t handle it, I’ll help you.”

The carriage purchased by Oleg's brother saved Zelin a lot of trouble. If Orega needed help, he had no reason to refuse.

"Yeah..." Oleja turned her gaze to the depths of the chapel, the religious murals on the vertical windowpanes had already faded. "Ah, can you stay for a few more days? I said I want to preach to you, you must listen to my preaching! Also, Commander Altea wants to talk to McDowell about the storm. City. But McDowell said that he had better not have too much contact with the commander, especially, there have been many rumors of dissatisfaction with Stormwind in the town recently, so he hopes that you can replace him and talk to the commander. Talk, understand what Altea wants."

"Why didn't McDowell come to tell me in person?"

Oleg's eyes widened. "Because you happened to visit the commander when he was looking for you, so he said, maybe you can go for him."

"Why don't you tell me when I just walked out of the town hall?"

Ze Lin asked rhetorically. He went to visit Altea, and when he came out, he happened to ran into Orega who was going to clean up the undead in the chapel.

"I forgot." Olegar paused. "No! Don’t you think that taking back this chapel is the most important thing?! Holy Light, putting personal convenience above the interests of the Holy Light is a sign of degeneration! Zelin, you have to stay, first Don't go to Dalaran, I will prepare to preach immediately. Just in this chapel, you will be the first listener to receive the preaching after this chapel returns to the embrace of the Holy Light! This is a heavy honor."

Seeing the pure joy on Olegar's face, Zelin sighed heavily.

"Well, you stay and clean the chapel, I'll go to McDowell, talk to him, and then decide what to do."

The second thousand and five chapters of the cobwebs of Stormwind

MI7——

"Master Shaw, this is a report from Yese Town."

Jobs handed a sealed report to Matthias Shore, who was in the office on the second floor of MI7. The latter took the envelope and raised his eyes to Jobs.

"What happened to Yese Town?"

"I don't know, boss." Jobs bent over slightly. "It's all on this letter. If I get into trouble, I will go down and gather other people."

No one is allowed to open the MI7 report before Shaw has seen it, otherwise anyone who does so will be arrested for espionage. No one knows what was written in the report submitted to Shaw unless he decides to tell others. Shaw is only responsible to the king of Stormwind, and no one else can order him. At least this is the case now, and there will be no change in the future.

Shaw was silent for a few seconds, then waved his hand to signal that Jobs could leave. "It's okay. The Town of Nights has not caused any trouble to Stormwind City and the Alliance for more than 20 years. I believe that the Duke of Eberlock will not fail His Majesty's expectations."

Jobs bowed again and walked out of the office cubicle.

Shaw opened the envelope, and it was Althea who told Stormwind City about the troubles of the night town, and hoped that His Majesty Varian could reduce the enlistment of the night town.

The letter details the current troubles that Yese Town is encountering. It was difficult for them to get external supplies in the past. Now they can control the two main roads and establish stable contact with towns outside the forest. Once there are too many night watchmen Called up to join the army of the demon, they will lose control of the avenue, and both the undead and the ogres will be killed from the lair again, attacking travelers and merchants. Without supplies and guards, although the town of Darkness should not be destroyed as a result, in the face of the invasion of monsters in the forest, the night watchmen must retreat to the walls and outposts. For more than two decades, they managed to reverse the increasingly serious curse in the twilight forest and gradually controlled the situation. Now the situation is gradually getting better, and many people don't want to go back to those difficult days.

Therefore, Altea asked His Majesty Varian to reduce the supply of supplies and the number of soldiers handed over in the night town.

Finally, Altea reiterated the loyalty of the night town to the human kingdom and the alliance in the letter, saying that they absolutely did not want to resist the demon invasion.

Shaw looked serious, and put the letter in the corner of his desk. Pressed on another report reporting Zelin and Olega's movements.

"Hosier."