Chapter 1110 A Lot of Trouble

Although as the owner of the arena, he certainly hopes that the gladiatorial matches will never stop all year round, it is obvious that this is impossible.

Rich people can't spend time here 365 days a year. Likewise, gladiators also have injuries and need to recuperate. Magic can temporarily heal wounds, but it cannot replace the lost blood, nor can it repair deeper injuries. Many of them can only be healed with time.

Staying in the bloody and violent place of Feralas will only prevent the gladiators from getting enough rest. So according to the rules of Dire Maul, after the final gladiator champion is announced every winter, the remaining gladiator team will be sent somewhere to recuperate.

As a well-known slave owner in the gladiatorial arena, Rhaegar was very strong with the tauren of Thunder Bluff, so at the end of this season's gladiatorial competition, he sent his winning team to Thunder Bluff as usual.

"These are magic shackles. Apart from preventing you from leaving the carriage, you can maintain a certain degree of freedom." Rhaegar ordered before leaving.

In the spacious carriage, Varian, Valeera, and Broll can get almost any delicacy they want. During the trip, as long as they have a need, they can give instructions to the escort, and someone will rush to take care of it.

Because behind their carriage, which looked like an Azeroth version of a cash transport truck, followed two carriages, all of which were filled with food and drinks.

Broll Bearskin took a sip of nectar: ​​"What a pity! This is not true freedom."

Valeera's eyes flashed, and she raised the magic shackles on her wrists: "Rhaega will not give us a chance. These are the top magic shackles, unless it is the two legendary Sun-level archmages Duke and Luo. Ning Lai takes action, otherwise ordinary Huiyue Mage will not be able to violently crack it. Alas - we are his cash cow. Think carefully about how to defend the championship next year."

"Duke!?" When Varian heard the name, he suddenly felt a thrill all over his body. He felt a very familiar feeling inexplicably. He suddenly raised his head: "Valera, tell me again about the two Xiri mages. name!"

"Luo Ning."

"No! The previous one!" Varian was very nervous.

"Duke! Humanity's most powerful mage - Duke Marcus, the Archmage of the Sun! What's wrong? Logosh?"

"God! I have an impression of this name! Yes! I have a very deep impression of this name." Varian covered his head with his hands forcefully.

"Of course, we all have an impression of him, because he is the legendary hero and commander of the alliance, even though he is missing." Brower spoke.

"No, the latest news is that he has just returned, at the end of December." As a thief, Valeera's ears are sharper, but...

"I don't think Duke's return will have any impact on our destiny, so I won't say anything."

Valeera's words made Brower nod with deep understanding.

"No! That's not it! I don't have a strange relationship with that Duke where I look up to him but don't know him. My heart is telling me that I know him! I should have some kind of very close relationship with Duke Marcus. Yes! Above friends. Oh – my son’s Christian name is Duke too. Wait! My son? I have a son!?”

The throbbing from the deepest part of his soul suddenly touched a certain nerve in Varian. Like a traveler who was about to die of thirst in the desert, he suddenly grasped the last hope, which was a heart that could save him. oasis.

Such a long hard-working gladiator career did not break him, and the fight between life and death did not destroy him. It was because Varian longed to retrieve his memory and regain his life.

This was his only spiritual support when he was in the most pain and confusion.

Now, he seems to have lifted the fog and suddenly found his direction. How can Varian not be ecstatic about you! ?

"You have a son!?" Valeera and Broll were surprised at the same time, and then overjoyed.

"Have you recovered your memory?" Valeela asked in surprise.

"No, I..." Varian was a little confused again, but based on the intuition he had developed from countless fights in the arena, he felt that his judgment was correct: "I didn't recall everything, but I felt that I found the one After Duke Marcus, I will think of more things.”

"It's not difficult to find him. He is the Grand Duke of Stormwind Kingdom..."

Valeela had just finished speaking when Varian was touched again.

"Stormwind City!? Yes! I remembered something again. I remember Stormwind City! It was a blue and white city. Oh my god! Let's talk about Stormwind City..."

The night elf Broll had a dark eye for Stormwind City, but Valeera was different. She should be considered a blood elf.

After Arthas destroyed Quel'Thalas and polluted the Sunwell, she was ostracized by her people because she reluctantly belonged to Prince Kael'thas's faction. In addition, the entire Yongsong Forest became a mess, and Valeera, who lost confidence in her hometown, began her wandering life, and was only then caught and became a slave gladiator.

Before that, if there were any major events in the high elf society that would not change for thousands of years, one of the biggest events was that Duke kidnapped the ranger general Alleria.

From that time on, Duke, a human Duke from the Kingdom of Stormwind at the southernmost tip of the continent, entered the sight of the high elves.

Valeera knew a lot about Stormwind City.

As she explained, Varian's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Then, the Iron Triangle of this arena made a plan to escape - they were going to find a way to escape, then run to Theramore, the only human territory on this continent, and finally find a way to find a ship willing to carry them. , return to Stormwind City...

They waited four full days before they found their chance.

It is not possible to go directly to Thunder Bluff in Mogore from the Feralas region. The safer way is to go east through Thousand Needles, then go north to the southern part of the Barrens, and finally go west to the peaceful and lush Mogao. Mine area.

In Thousand Needles, Broll managed to attract a large pack of wolves. By coincidence, he accidentally attracted a sharper rare elite wyvern, Hatteras.

While the guards were in chaos, Varian used his magic to counterattack and forcibly smashed the magic circle on the roof of the carriage with his sword.

Fortunately, the magic circle was in a bit of disrepair and the backlash was not too powerful. If not, Varian would have at least had one of his right arms blown off.

On a tower-like stone pillar in Thousand Needles, Duke and Jaina watched quietly as the trio snatched three horses and dashed all the way to fight their way away.

"Why go to all this trouble?" Jaina asked.

"Young man! Only when you work hard for it can you learn to cherish it."

Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers in the world!

My mother is getting old. She will be over sixty years old in the blink of an eye. I just want to spend more time with her today.