Chapter 413 The Wheat Field Puppet and Defias Migrant Workers

The silver-white armor slid across the dark blue sky at a speed of more than two Machs, leaving behind a graceful arc. The flight distance exceeded 2,000 kilometers per hour, allowing him to cross the considered natural barrier almost instantly. The Redridge Mountains, all the way up to the geographic extent of the Westfall.

In the village of Frio, the work of the elders is clearly hindered.

For the villagers who have been rooted in this land for hundreds of years, there are their houses, fields, watermills, mills and most of their property, wanting them to move from a peaceful and peaceful village to a village that is not ready to accept The relocation of their kingdom capital is undoubtedly a difficult task.

Although they are ignorant, they also know that Stormwind City is the capital of nobles, knights and craftsmen. Farmers like them who can only farm the land are likely to have no food or even a place to live in Stormwind City, and in this wilderness , they can live a hard but happy life.

Yes, wars, natural disasters, or orders from the king can force them to relocate, but what now? The wheat in the field was harvest time, and the good weather made all those who had been tired for a year full of joy, and the king knew nothing of their relocation, and was not even ready to receive them.

There is only war, a war that did not hear any rumors at all, it only came from the mouth of a strange mage, and even the garrison did not know about it!

Is this absurd reason to let them abandon all the belongings they depend on for survival and go to a strange Stormwind City where they may not survive? No matter how precious the identity of Master Mage is, and no matter how mysterious and powerful it is, it is impossible to play with their lives in applause in one sentence!

The elder looked very embarrassed. He leaned on crutches and watched the group of villagers in front of him, trusting that he and Anyang had already packed everything up. Essevi and her father were the first villagers to pack up. Good leading role, but there are also those who remain skeptical, who are constantly talking, even arguing, asking him about the war from time to time, trying to make their decisions more cautious.

Too bad he didn't know anything about it.

The old man's old eyes were cloudy, and he suddenly remembered what Master Mage told him today, the sincere expression, and the means he did not hesitate to threaten, a burst of guilt arose in his heart for no reason, feeling that he had not done things well and could not save more people. The villagers have let down the kindness of the Master Master.

Suddenly, there was a whistling in the sky.

The noise of the villagers stopped immediately, and they all looked up at the sky with amazement in their eyes.

A silver-white metal human figure from far and near, like a god sliding down from the sky, got closer and closer until it crashed in front of them.

With two clicks, the metal humanoid's head armor opened, revealing that familiar face, causing a burst of exclamations from the villagers.

"Actually, it's the Master Mage."

"Master Mage is amazing, I think I'm starting to believe what Master Mage said."

"Come on, you questioned the most just now."

Anyang glanced around calmly, and finally stopped his eyes on the face of the somewhat guilty elder, and suddenly understood.

The language was so pale and unconvincing at this time, so he didn't say much. He took out a tablet computer from the portable space, connected it to the wireless transmission interface of the armor, tapped the screen, and a three-dimensional projection appeared on the screen. In the air, there was an uproar.

It was a picture of the vanguard of the orcs crossing the black swamp. In front of them was the tall and precipitous Redridge Mountains. The sense of savage power, the visual impact is extremely strong.

"What the hell is this?"

"Are they giants, so terrifying!"

"Where did these damn intruders come from?"

No matter how ignorant the villagers were, they realized that if this army came, they would immediately usher in destruction!

At this time, no one said that it was a prank by the Master, and no one would believe that this picture was a deception by the Master!

Athaway opened her mouth, horrified by this scene, and was stunned, but she immediately looked at Anyang with a prayer in her eyes.

"Respected Master Mage, we should stop them, please tell this to the Kingdom of Ryan, I beg you!"

"We have the kingdom, the kingdom army, who can stop them, we also have the Knights and the Master, please save more people in the wilderness!"

Anyang looked at her slowly, but shook his head: "It's useless, they came too fast, when the kingdom's army was transferred from all over the country, they had already captured the Western Wilderness, and the kingdom's army was very difficult To defeat them, all of Azeroth must be gathered."

Athaway was stunned and opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say, so she had to be silent in the end.

She couldn't change anything, couldn't stop anything, and couldn't ask the Master Mage who had saved their lives to do anything.

Anyang was silent for a while, and said: "You guys should pack up and leave as soon as possible, go to Stormwind City as soon as possible to seek shelter, they will come here soon, and their speed is much faster than yours, if you can't escape in time, I will try my best for you Block them for a while."

Athaway hurriedly bowed her head and said sincerely, "Thank you for your kindness, Master Mage."

Anyang shook his head: "This is just a reward for you. It is your enthusiasm and kindness that saved you."

The surrounding villagers also quickly expressed their thanks, expressing their sincere respect by the way, and then disappeared silently, with a little sadness on their faces, and returned home to pack their belongings at a very fast speed, preparing to escape.

Is it worth rejoicing that I am spared the danger of being killed because of the Master? No, the suffering of the war will still torment them, at least before the war comes, he lost his homeland and will go to a strange place, and he still does not know what his future destiny will be.

Anyang didn't say much, took off the armor and put it in the carry-on space, walked to the scooter that Ethaway and his daughter looked extra heavy because of their luggage, and said politely: "Miss Ethaway, Mr. Longch , thank you so much for trusting me."

Athaway bowed slightly and said softly, "We recognized your kindness, Master Mage."

"I have traveled to many worlds, and once I traveled as usual in the astral world, but I saw an interesting place, there was no mud, no trees or rivers, only yellow metal all over the ground. Out of curiosity, I took I kept some as a souvenir, but what I didn’t expect is that these yellow metals are regarded as treasures by many people in the world.” Anyang said this, his tone seemed to be very emotional, then he turned over and took out a piece of gold and handed it to Athaway In front of the father and daughter, "I don't know if it has such a high status in Azeroth. I am giving it to you now as a reward for your enthusiasm."

Athaway and his daughter were shocked, looking at this large piece of gold, a little overwhelmed.

For a family that has never even seen gold coins, this whole piece of gold is placed in front of them, and the visual impact is beyond doubt!

Athaway raised her head, under her pure gaze, Anyang's expression was so sincere, and her tone was full of sincerity, making her feel that he really regarded this large piece of gold as a worthless stone, her will Even a little shaken. But she shook her head sharply, her eyes regained clarity, and the flustered expression on her face was as if she had just been swallowed by a demon.

"No, Mister Mage, this is too precious, we cannot accept it!"

"But in my eyes it is a stone that can be seen everywhere. It is my gift to thank you, beautiful lady, are you going to reject me?"

"No, that's not what I meant, Mr. Mage, what I mean is that this gift is too precious, we can't convince ourselves that if you just want to express your gratitude, it's totally unnecessary, and... and you can In exchange for a gift, one that is only commemorative."

Anyang's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Athaway, who was already somewhat incoherent, shook his head, and still sent out the thing in his hand.

"Apart from this worthless stone, I probably only have that armor and my weapon. Do you want my combat equipment?"

Elsaway shook her head in a hurry, just about to say something like she didn't need to repay, but was interrupted by Anyang.

"This is my reward to you, and also my gift to you. You left your houses and fields and went to Stormwind City alone. If you don't have enough gold coins, it is difficult to get a foothold. I hope I can do my best to make your Live a little better."

Elthaway turned to look at old Long Qi, she hoped to listen to her father's opinion at this time, but obviously, her lonely father was not good at words, and she completely left such a big decision to her at this time. It's like deciding little things that don't matter in days gone by.

Anyang smiled, stepped forward and put the gold on their cart and tied it with a rope.

Athaway blushed, and immediately whispered, "Thank you for your gift, Mr. Mage."

Old Long Qi was timid, glanced at the treasure that could change his destiny, and quickly bowed to thank him.

Anyang said that there is no need to be polite, then took a few steps back, stood under a small tree, and watched them calmly.

And the Athaway women just stood under the scorching sun, standing in front of a heavy cart pulled by a thin horse, anxiously waiting for the arrival of the other villagers.

This is a very good father and daughter.

Anyang thought so, his mind gradually drifted.

For Athaway, it is undoubtedly her luck to have such a father who loves her in this big environment that doesn't value her daughter. For old Long Qi, she has such a person who knows etiquette and has a kind and pure heart. The daughter of the heart is also a very happy thing.

Well, this is mind wandering.

Soon, the villagers were all ready, looking worriedly at the tyrannical army behind them that did not exist, while pulling trolleys to gather together.

Some mature farmers still have weapons in their hands, because the road is not peaceful, and they may encounter puppets in the wheat fields who have not lost their power. They must have a certain amount of force to protect themselves.

The old man came out staggeringly and put his cane in his hand.

"The villagers of Frio Village, we are about to leave this land, but before that, please put down your sadness and remorse, let us thank the honorable and noble Mage, because he not only saved us, The great Master Mage will also block those terrifying monsters for us!"

"Thank you Master Mage, your nobility shines on us like the sun!"

"Master Mage, please be careful, I hope that group of demons won't hurt even a single hair of your hair."

"Mr. Mage, see you in Stormwind City."

...

With the shout of the elder, the villagers of this wilderness village began to set off!

It's just that the speed is really frowning.

[Today I added a new chapter to celebrate the birthday of the great motherland. This is the second update. 】

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