Chapter 410 The Disaster Sweeping Azeroth

The clouds on the top of the snow-capped mountains in the distance have begun to turn red.

Anyang got up and patted his clothes, smoothed the wrinkled shirt, and then pushed open the heavy wooden door and walked out.

He must go to the Black Swamp today to check the movements of the orcs, at least to find out whether the leading army has crossed the portal.

Ithaway turned around in surprise, looked at him smiling at the door, and said in a panic, "Mr. Mage, please wait a moment, breakfast will be ready soon, I have prepared ham, saury soup and Butter bread, and I don't know if you're used to it."

Anyang narrowed his eyes, the richness of this breakfast was beyond his expectations.

He is obviously not a good person who accepts others for granted, but out of courtesy, he immediately nodded and said, "Thank you very much for your enthusiasm, this is a very hearty breakfast."

Anyang can realize how rich such a breakfast is for this village in the wilderness and for this poor family, and it may be worth their father and daughter to eat a lot of wheat cakes, and Athaway is like this. Serve such precious food on the table of this stranger!

A person who only met yesterday, and who is likely to never meet again after today?

Could it be that the identity of the mage is so respected here?

Or are the people here really hospitable?

No merit and no reward. It must be difficult for a normal person to accept the treatment of others who spare no effort and pay no attention when they first met, but the simplicity and kindness of the people here are hard to refuse, for fear of any uncomfortable words. It will make them misunderstand and hurt their pure hearts.

And 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, there is only one serving, that is, it is only enough for one person!

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

Those are a pair of light blue eyes, pure as a lake on a snowy plateau, like the sea near an island reef, her face is a little uneasy, looking at the breakfast on the table from time to time, a little expectation and panic mixed emotions Among them, there is a kind and somewhat inferior heart.

Although she has done it very seriously and brought out the most precious ingredients that her father is reluctant to eat, she still feels that the humble food she cooks is far from comparable to the noble cuisine in the royal capital, for fear that she will be neglected The honorable Master Mage.

Anyang could see through her inner thoughts almost instantly. He was stunned for a moment, then showed a smile, swallowed all the original words, lowered his head and picked up the spoon and drank a mouthful of saury soup, showing an expression of enjoyment, and tasted the bread again. And ham, this time, Ah turned his head to Athaway and said, "Well, it's delicious. I've been to many places, but I rarely taste such delicious food!"

Only then did Athaway smile. The worries and unease on her face were swept away, and she looked extremely pure. She took two steps back and said, "Master Mage, please take it slow, my father is about to wake up, and I have to go and help He prepares breakfast."

Anyang nodded and saw that she took out some impurity wheat flour, and felt a little uncomfortable.

In all fairness, the ham was a little salty, but it was chewy in his mouth.

Again, people don't necessarily want to be kind, but kindness is always easy to move people's hearts.

And it was even difficult for him to understand why they should pour so much into themselves, who can be said to be irrelevant. Although he made up the identity of a "Mage", this identity does not represent rights and can't bring them anything. Saying they do so is completely unrewarding.

If he was a nobleman from Stormwind City, he would understand that he would spare no effort to entertain himself, but he was nothing.

Anyang is a little surprised. In all honesty, he has traveled so many times in other worlds, held power, and has seen the darkest side of human nature, but he seems to ignore how strong the impact of people's simplicity and kindness is sometimes. .

Athaway seemed to be humming softly in her ears. There were no lyrics, just a tune, but the inexplicable tune was very pleasant.

Anyang finished his breakfast quickly, and to show his respect, he ate cleanly.

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

At this time, Elthaway's father also got up and walked out with a sullen face. His shabby clothes were scattered about his body. He quickly stood up straight, tidied up his clothes, and shouted, "Mr. Mage."

Anyang wiped his mouth and bowed back to him: "Mr. Longqi, good morning."

Old Long Qi was a little overwhelmed. Facing his polite words, he didn't know how to respond.

Anyang didn't say anything, and stood up calmly. In order not to make him feel restrained, he decided not to stay here.

People who haven't really experienced it, it's hard to understand how serious the inferiority complex caused by status and status in this era that does not advocate equality for everyone. Every move is very different from you, which invisibly reflects the gap of identity.

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

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

"Most of the time, the elders are at home, which is the place where the reception last night. Mr. Mage, you walk along the lake, pass two houses, and see a place with a very lush tree. That is the elder's house."

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

Athaway stood up and wiped the wheat shavings from the corner of her mouth: "Where do you want to go, do you need me to lead you?"

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

Elthaway's eyes widened, not understanding what he meant by not being able to walk.

Anyang has already retreated with a smile.

The moment he stepped out of the door and turned around, his expression suddenly calmed down. He moved his finger prints and muttered a spell to perform a wind-refreshing technique and a divine movement technique. The turquoise light on his body disappeared in a flash, some mysterious power. Immediately, he was as light as a geese, and the magic trick made the soles of his feet windy, and as the incantation flashed, he took a small step, but easily left a few meters away.

The villagers who went out in the morning were all surprised when they saw it. They were shocked by the mystery of the mage, and they were even more in awe!

Anyang has already decided that he is no longer just talking about it. Life and death are up to them to choose. Instead, they must let the people in this village move out as soon as possible. Whether they want it or not, believe him or not, he must let them go. !

And he also wants to find out the movement of the orcs in the black swamp as soon as possible.

At his speed, he could see the lush tree in almost a split second. In front of the tree was a two-story wooden house. It was much more stylish than the low thatched house of Ithaway's house. It was very World of Warcraft. In the style, it was the place where the reception last night.

Anyang knocked on the door, and after getting a response, he waited at the door, and soon there was a sound of slightly hobbled footsteps from far to near, mixed with the dull sound of a walking stick on the ground, the door opened with a creak, The old man's wrinkled face was revealed.

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

"Should I call you Lord Elder or teach you Mr. Leitch?"

"You don't have to be so polite, you can just call me old Leitch, they all call me that."

"I'll call you Mr. Reich, then, Mr. Leitch, may I...?"

With an inquiry in his tone, Anyang pointed to the door.

Only then did the elder react, and he hurriedly opened the door completely, letting his body open to greet him: "Master Master, I neglected you, and I am slow to respond when I am old. Please forgive me, please come in!"

Anyang stepped in, smelled the smell of rum still left in the room, looked around, smiled and said, "Mr. Leitch, do you remember what I told you last night, because I last night I see you've had some drinks, so... I'm sorry."

The elder thought for a while and patted his head: "I remember, of course I remember, but my head is still a little dizzy."

Anyang squinted at him and said, "But Mr. Leitch, you don't seem to care too much, and you didn't rush to tell the villagers."

The elder's face became serious and he said, "Master Mage, you have misunderstood. I only woke up from sleep last night. I will go to them to discuss it right away."

"I hope you can sort this out as soon as possible, you know, I was well entertained at Mr. Lonchi's house last night, and I feel so guilty, it makes me feel like I have to do something for them, at least I can't Sit back and watch them be destroyed by that catastrophe, and in my vision, that catastrophe is getting closer!"

"Ah, then I'll notify everyone right away and let them make a decision!"

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

"Wait a minute, Mr. Leitch!"

"What's the matter, Master Mage?"

"I foresee the disaster coming from the Black Marsh, and I think I have to go there once, and then I'm going to Ironforge and Stormwind to find Lothar, the current commander of Azeroth, and King Ryan, you know where those places are. direction?"

"Are these places, I walked around when I was young, but I can help you, and from what you said, things seem to be serious."

"Yes, this disaster will sweep Azeroth!"

"Then we should report to the king. I calculate the date. Well, today there will be soldiers from Shining Gold Town patrolling here. If they don't come, Elwynn Forest and the kingdom's garrison team, we can report to him."

Anyang frowned and didn't think it was any use, but he didn't refute him either.

Thanks for subscribing!