"Adventurers?" Solomon is the mayor of Lakeside Town, and he has seen a lot of the world, and although these self-proclaimed adventurers are covered in hoods, look at the unknown fabric that peeks out under the robe, if you read it correctly, the cloth on it looks like silk that magicians often use!

And that tall woman, is this figure ----- elf?

And this young man who spoke to him, his hands were simply whiter and tenderer than a woman's, and they were not at all a pair of hands that held weapons all year round!

"Oh, I'm a priest. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info" Benny saw the mayor's confusion, and he waved his hand, and a flash of golden light disappeared.

"Praise the light!" Solomon immediately became a little respectful.

"We're ad hoc adventure squads. Benny smiled. "We're just on the same path, with different purposes. ”

"I see. Solomon nodded, priest adventurers are not very common, but they are not uncommon, and many priests will go on trips to practice their own path of light, and it is not worth making a fuss. "Well, then, you can go to the inn on the west side of town, where there are plenty of adventurers like you. ”

"Thank you very much!" Benny nodded. "May the Light bless you. ”

"May the Light bless you. Solomon bowed and sent the somewhat strange group of adventurers out of the council chamber.

"You believe them?" Maris was the sheriff of the place, and it was the first time he had seen countless adventurers that it was so 'strange'.

"I believe in the Light. Mayor Solomon waved his hand. "We're getting worse and worse, but I don't think a pastor can make this place any worse!"

"I'll keep an eye on them!" Maris glanced at the mayor and walked out of the town hall.

"Huh~" Mayor Solomon sighed slightly, and the residents of the town were already becoming more and more dissatisfied with him.

"Looks like we don't look like that?" Khadgar took a sip of his drink and frowned, it looked like shabu-shabu soup for the right wine!

"It doesn't need to be like. Benny looked around, it was no different from other inns, but it was much quieter, and surprisingly, there were not many people, and there were many people dressed as adventurers who were constantly curious. "We left after finding the guide. ”

The supplies in the space pack are very abundant, all they need now is a guide to familiarize themselves with the environment, and if they can, Benny also hopes to be able to swagger into the scorching canyon, and then get what they want before swaggering away, but unfortunately, this is not a game, unless a war is started, otherwise, the current way is the best.

"How?" Khadgar looked around.

Benny smiled, and he took out a piece of paper and wrote something on it.

"Bounty?" Khadgar was stunned. "Works?"

"Adventurer, I can't think of anything more than money. Benny felt a blow to his heart, maybe ----- still have equipment?

He added something to the paper, then stood up and walked over to the innkeeper.

"Our High Lord ----- used to be an adventurer?" Khadgar asked, looking at Fordin and Sylvanas.

"You forgot?" said Fordin, gesturing to his forehead. Khadgar nodded helplessly, which is really a good explanation.

"Bounty?Scorching Canyon?" the innkeeper looked up and gave him a strange look at the adventurer who had always been shrouded in a hood. "A hundred gold coins, plus a powerful musket, are you sure?" Not to mention that weapon, a hundred gold coins is not a small amount, a mercenary, ten gold coins can give up his life!

"Can you help spread the word?" Benny pulled out a gold coin and placed it on the counter. "By the way, four rooms. ”

"Absolutely. The innkeeper's hand brushed over the counter, and the gold coin vanished. "I promise, tomorrow morning, everyone will know the news!"

"Thank you. Benny raised his glass. "Also, help prepare some water, your wine is too bad to drink!"

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Kalimdor, Silisus, south of the fortress of Cenarion, fifty thousand yards east of the Wall of Beetles.

A clear path divides Silishus in two, and the Horde and the Alliance in two.

In order not to cause unnecessary friction, the Alliance and the Horde set up their own camps on both sides of the road, while Malfurion, to the east of the Tribal camp, established the camp of the Council of Cenarion.

"We need a commander!" Malfurion looked at the leaders of the tribe and alliance who had gathered again. "A commander who leads all races!"

"I don't think there's a better fit than you. Sal said.

On this point, no one disputed.

"I'm honored. Malfurion nodded. "But I'm afraid I'm not up to the task. ”

"We all have our own tasks. Malfurion looked around. "I need to collect the Scepter of Quicksand, and you need to clean the land of all forces that are against us------ insects, bandits, and the Twilight Hammer organization. ”

"I think the real big war needs to be turned on by the quicksand scepter. "Anduin stood at Malfurion's side, the height of the Great Druid's stature making him look 'small'. "Well, then, we might as well wait until you get back to make a decision, and before then------ we can divide up our forces and fight. ”

"Agreed!" McGoney exclaimed.

"Agreed!" Mecatok chimed in.

"We agree!" said Sal.

"Okay. Malfurion sighed, it was still a little difficult to reconcile them now, they both trusted their eyes too much, they would not accept it until they saw the Chira worm with their own eyes.

"The Horde is targeting the western part of Silisus, and the Confederacy is responsible for the eastern part. Together, we're cleaning up this area of all the insects and Twilight's hammer----- two of the 'organizations' that pose the greatest threat to us. Malfurion looked around at the crowd. "Hopefully------ we can all abide by the treaty!"

"Also-----," Malfurion said. "I need some warriors to come with me in search of the shards of the Scepter------ it's going to be a very dangerous journey, and I hope we're all prepared. ”

The Horde and the Alliance fell silent, both pondering the right person.

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Eastern continent, Red Ridge Mountains.

The process of finding a guide is easier than Benny imagined----- only complicated is to identify which of the guides is real and which is fake.

"Are you sure you can enter the territory of the Black Iron Dwarves?" Benny looked at the dwarf in front of him, a little helpless, although he didn't know whether he was a Copperbeard Dwarf or a Brute Hammer Dwarf, but the hatred of the Black Iron Dwarf for the Copperbeard Dwarf and the Brute Hammer Dwarf was no different, and the allusion to the Battle of the Three Hammers was simply unknown to everyone.

"Not all Black Iron Dwarves are evil. The dwarf, like his other races, had a high-pitched but hoarse voice, and a burgundy hair and beard that looked somewhat similar to Magni's in Benny's.

"I think that's probably more convincing. The dwarf took out a badge and handed it to Benny.

A hard hat, a shovel and a hoe.

"The Explorers' Guild?" Benny's eyes lit up.

"I'm Brac Flint, a brassbearded dwarf. The dwarf took off his sorcerer-like roof and bowed. "IMHO, the Burning Plains is not a good place for adventure. There's nothing worth a hundred gold coins there, and even if there is, the ubiquitous black dragons won't let you take anything out of their territory easily."

"It's just a simple employment relationship. Benny smiled. "Isn't it?"

"I'm on my way to the Burning Plains, so -----" The dwarf looked at the strange musket behind Benny. "If you can tell me your purpose, I can just have a musket. He was very curious as to why this human would want to enter the Blackstone Tower, it was not a good place!

"I'd still prefer to pay a hundred gold coins. Benny held out his hand. "Hopefully we can have a good time working together, Mr. Dwarf. ”

"I don't think so. The dwarf muttered his hand, if it weren't for the musket, he wouldn't have carried four 'burdens' across the place where black dragons were everywhere.

Benny smiled nonchalantly.

"When will we be able to go?"

"If you want, you can now. The dwarf gestured to the backpack behind his back.

"So, let's leave in the afternoon. Benny said.

The dwarf nodded and walked out of the room.

"Done?" Khadgar pushed the door open, and he saw the dwarf.

"A member of the Explorers Association. Benny nodded. "The rest is up to me. ”

"I just hope that the red dragon you mentioned doesn't have that good appetite. Khadgar shrugged. "Hopefully it won't have the appetite to eat us anymore after eating it------ if we can or see it. ”

"I don't want to face a dragon if I can. Benny sighed. "But we don't have the ability to wage two wars at the same time, so -----"

"I understand. Khadgar was just relaxing, no one wanted to face an ancient dragon who had grown up in adulthood, and it was said to be a madman, not to mention that they would have to face countless threats no worse than the red dragon before that.

"I just hope you'll consider my proposal again. Fordin and Sylvanas walked into the room. "Or rather, protest!"

"Gavinrad had been babbling all night before leaving. Benny slapped his forehead. "Do we have to talk about it? I have a lot of reasons. ”

Fordin sighed and stopped talking, and Sylvanas quietly glared at Benny. (To be continued.) )