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www.mpzw.com) Loria's new nest is located in a complex not far behind the church, converted from a chapel. After dividing the three rooms, half of the space was left to worship at the door of the Duchess's bedroom, and Bivis, who was in charge of the renovation, simply renovated the remaining space into a living room and a bathroom.

The most extravagant dwelling in the scarce Scarlet Monastery was born, although this kind of dù was only of average level in the city.

Perhaps because of Loria's years of 'hard' life outside, Renault has always allowed her to stay in her nest without leaving the house.

The pink-haired Lori, who sleeps until three poles in the morning every day, is lazily nestled in a chair at the moment, holding a small bottle of fresh juice from a mail order of thirty silver coins and sipping it.

With more than 4,000 gold coins in private money and 1,000 gold coins coming in every month, Loria is enough to live a delicate life even in this era of soaring prices. And Anne, who once picked four young skins in the snow-capped mountains of Danmoro and won the prize money for the championship of the sheep race at the Wine Festival, also has a small asset.

"It's not good to go on like this, we should find something to do. Anne, who was also lazily confined in another chair, said as she called to the little maid, "Utqiral, I want to eat little gingerbread." ”

"Makes sense, let's study the lace... Cough... International news. Pink Lori pulled out a magazine and motioned for Anne to lean over.

Reluctantly, the blonde Lori jumps out of her chair, muttering 'you're so lazy', and drags her chair towards the pink Lori with her shoes.

Anne and Loria, who climbed into their chairs again, huddled together and flipped through an entertainment magazine.

Although the whole article is a bit of a trivial parent, Azeroth Entertainment Weekly occasionally reprints some serious news, such as the outbreak of local wars in Ashenvale.

The remnants of the Orc Warsong Clan... Ahem... The Remnant have been hovering on the fringes of the Horde since the death of their chieftain, the tribal hero Grom Hellroar. The orcs have a somewhat similar stance to the Hammer Dwarves, each supporting the Alliance or Horde, but not officially joining either faction.

The reason for this is that the Hammer Dwarves are isolationist and want to provide the Alliance with griffons in exchange for protection without being drawn into all-out war, while the Warsong Clan has always had a grudge against the current High Chieftain, Thrall, who believes that the Hellroaring style of their own chief is worthy of being the supreme leader of the tribe - although he is dead, this does not prevent them from resisting Thrall's peace policy towards the Alliance, as many warlike orcs do.

Tribes are not monolithic.

The Warsong Clan, who had been stationed at the edge of Ashenvale, disobeyed Thrall's orders and broke into the eastern part of the forest, cutting down the forest that belonged to the traditional sphere of influence of the Night Elves, and delivering to the tribe a large amount of timber that Orgrimmar desperately needed for free.

This action was a manifestation of their position - they cared for the tribe and firmly believed that the future of the tribe rested on the tomahawks and not on the lips of the envoys.

The Night Elves' sentinels sprang into action, converging from all corners of the forest to the nearby Warsong Clan's lumber yard, and sending small groups to attack the orcs.

Not long ago, the Grand Chief of the Horde, Thrall, had made a secret agreement with the nobles of Stormwind to sell the timber from the Elwyn Forest to Orgrimmar through the port of Guò Seramo.

Shortly after the conflict broke out, the human nobles of Stormwind wrote to accuse Thrall of treachery, and the enraged humans unilaterally tore up the secret agreement, which instead forced Thrall to support the Warsong Clan's actions in order to obtain a large amount of wood.

As the invaded side, the morally superior alliance began to brazenly mobilize reinforcements to the Ashenvale, and the vast majority of the warlike orcs vowed to make the blood of the alliance red the forest. The situation continued to escalate, and for a time the attention of both continents was focused on the ancient forest of Ashendale.

However, whether it is the Alliance or the Horde, there are also a few sober people. They knew very well that if two behemoths of equal size started an all-out war, the result would be nothing more than destruction together.

This time, the Burning Legion and the Scourge undead saved the Alliance and the Horde. After the initial impulse, both sides finally remembered that they had a common enemy.

"Wait until I cut down all those demons and undead first, and then I'll clean up the little cubs of the Alliance. ”

It's the opinion of the tribe, they always feel that they are the strongest.

"Good will triumph over evil, but evil is also ranked. ”

This is the opinion of the Alliance, and they always feel that they are the most righteous.

The numerous petitions of the Horde subsided, and the Coalition withdrew reinforcements, and the leaders of both sides began

The Night Elf High Priestess Tyrande has publicly stated that it was only a small group of Burning Legion saboteurs who had invaded the forests of Ashenvale, and that it was no big deal.

When asked about the war with Ashenvale, the Grand Chief Sal said that the tribe had not entered Ashenvale at all, so there was no war.

However, there are inexplicably two more organizations in the six main cities of the two camps, one is called the Silverwing Fortress, which claims that they have nothing to do with the Night Elf sentinels, and the other is called the Warsong Clan, who claims that they are really all Warsong Clans.

Their emissaries stand prominently along every busy stretch of road, constantly telling the locals and adventurers that they need help, at the cost of some impressive equipment and independent ranks.

When you ask them how they can guarantee the reward, they'll say, 'Hah!!' ’

In this way, the touching and fragile peace agreement between the Alliance and the Horde continued, and as for the battle in the Ashenvale Forest, it had nothing to do with either faction.

"Isn't that great? War is always a means rather than an end, and it seems that both sides get what they want. Anne said, tilting her head.

The love of the tribal warriors was cathartic, and all the social conflicts caused by rapid expansion were transferred to a primeval forest, and the Night Elves, who had been in seclusion in the Alliance, began to actively engage with other races, and they can now even tolerate being under the same sky (three kilometers away) with the High Elves.

"They were good, but the Crusaders seemed to be doomed. Loria put her fingertips against the corners of her forehead and sighed, "It's okay for the Crusaders to suffer, but the most important thing is that I'm going to suffer." ”

"Didn't the super ~ brave Scarlet Crusaders declare war on the whole world. It's rare that two great enemies are fighting, so why do they suffer?" said Anne with a little sarcasm.

"Hmm...... You have been in this era for a short time, and some details are not clear. Pink Lori said listlessly, "Not long ago, the place where the Alliance and the Horde fought was in the Hillsbrad Hills, and the main forces were humans and the Forsaken...... Now~ Where do you think Her Majesty the Queen of Darkness will put the liberated military power?"

It's hard to say what the caliph hated most, but the crusaders jumping up and down near the Holy Land must be an eyesore.

"Miss, Commander, please come to him. There was a knock at the door, and the man said.

The stay-at-home holiday is over.