Loria had lived in Stormwind for quite some time, and she remembered the clean streets and neat stone-walled blue-tiled buildings of the Southern Kingdom's capital, and the canals that crisscrossed the city, and she had also encountered Lordaeron by accident, and at a glance, she had a glimpse of its majestic outline, and the towering spire of Dalaran was the freshest memory, and the Violet Eye, a symbol of wisdom and magic, was carved in every corner of the city.

Each of the three capitals has its own characteristics, and it is difficult for Loria to judge which one is more beautiful, she may choose to live in Stormwind, where she loves the tranquil atmosphere of the canal, and the magnificent Dalaran would be a great place to visit.

She didn't know much about Lordaeron, except that it was very large, and even the vague impression seemed more real than the city in front of her—the convoy was near Steinbrad, and Loria was rightfully looking at Rose's hometown.

The terrain at the junction of hills and mountains was capriciously undulating, and through the car window, she looked up and down at the city, and the most intuitive feeling was that it was gray, and when she got closer, she found that the city was unusually crowded, not only on the plane, but as the terrain undulated, it looked like an ugly honeycomb with no rules and no logic—there were houses above the cave houses carved out of the mountains, and its neighbors appeared abruptly under the low cliffs.

Seeing Loria's curious and confused gaze, Hetty, who was sitting across from her, asked, "You've never been here, have you?

"Travelogue?"

Loria muttered, and she was distracted for a moment before answering Hetty's question, "There are so many of them, and I don't want to look for the few that are left of them, except to make you look like you don't understand them." It will only make your barren heart look even more barren. ”

"What are you talking about?"

Hetty noticed that what Loria said was obviously not the same kind of book as she understood it, and after the question was raised, she became unconcerned again, and she leaned slightly towards the window, pointed to the earthy yellow castle at the highest point of the city, and said: "This is the royal palace where the Hillsbrad family has lived for generations, and on the other side of the hill is the territory of Aberdeen."

There was pride in her voice about her hometown, although it seemed to Loria. Hetty seemed to be returning to a familiar place, and Hetty became a little more lively, and even talked more, and she didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with her, now that she was a duke, acting as a guide for a little girl, dutifully describing every street and every building in her path worthy of her praise and reminiscence.

"I thought you never went out. ”

"Just put on the cloak and cover it," Hetty, who became more and more calm in front of Loria, shook her withered and withered arms, "I also have the youth to sneak out at night." ”

"Speaking of which, do you have any specialties here?"

Like all confused travelers, Loria can only discuss the possibility of buying some souvenirs.

Hetty first wanted to praise the excellent produce of the southern hills. However, after thinking that the mage of the Republic of Dalaran probably would not be unfamiliar with vegetables and fruits, he introduced some music and paintings that Loria had never heard of, "If you are interested, I can find you some works of art, of course, which are not heirlooms, but the authors are also quite prestigious." ”

The Duchess poked at Miss Loria's weakness at once, and made her understand the beauty of art as hard as it was to make a minotaur wear a sweater, or even harder.

Loria pouted and stopped looking out the window. Curled up, quickly. Her full attention was on the lace of her stockings, not noticing that Hetty was looking at her with scrutinizing eyes.

When the carriage was stuck in a crowded road, Hetty suddenly asked, "You can't be bad for the princess, can you?"

Loria came back to her senses with an incredible expression, she said that her purpose was to see the princess, although she did have the idea of bullying Loka, but she had no intention of verifying the paradox of time and space, let alone running to kill her mother inexplicably, how could she be unfavorable to Loka?

As if to make sure from Loria's expression that she had no ill intentions, Hetty lowered her head. Then he asked, "Do you like it very much?"

"Approximately, right?"

Loria didn't know if she liked reading or not, most of the time, her only motivation for reading was to gain knowledge, and although she didn't carry books all the time, at her age and in an age where her literacy rate was always pitiful. She was already a book lover in Herty's eyes.

"I'll keep my promise," said Hetty, "the Royal Library may have some spare time, and I'll find a way to get you in." ”

Loria didn't know that although the library was located in the palace, it was quite far from the center, and her attention finally took her attention off the lace of her stockings, and after a moment's thought, she nodded, which counted as an endorsement of Hetty's tiyì.

Thinking about something unrelated, they stopped talking, letting the noise outside the car seep in.

By the time the carriage reached the Duke's palace, they were no longer strangely friends.

The Duke doesn't need a close person who has seen his weakness, and the time traveler is also interested in keeping his distance from his distant relatives.

Originally, he had earned a large bounty, but Yiqiē collapsed after a fantastic feast.

Augustus, who was in the company of soap and plates, still couldn't believe how his body could be stuffed with such a huge amount of food, and he began to suspect that it was his own delusion, and that he must have been injured in the head by the orc in the forest.

"Don't be lazy!"

The innkeeper, who was on the verge of going out of business because the ingredients had been emptied and the funds could not be recovered, roared behind Augustus, and the voice was powerful, "You will never want to go out, never!"

How much food did Alice eat, and how much did she have to pay for it with her young life?

Augustus had to speed up his movements, he tried to escape, but he was beaten with a spatula by the terrible innkeeper, if this was a dream, it should be over quickly, he could only hope that his head was really broken.

However, before he could wash all the dishes, the innkeeper sighed and patted him on the shoulder like a different person, telling him that he could leave.

Augustus became more and more sure that he was crazy.

When he walked out of the inn, he saw the culprit's silver-haired young girl standing with the town's militia captain.

"Your debts are forgiven. The militia captain frowned and said to Augustus: "For the sake of this little girl's intercession, you just need to complete the work I have assigned." ”

In this way, the half-witted warrior was inexplicably given a suicide mission - to explore the location of the front post where the orcs might be and destroy it alone.

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