Stormwind, Old Town. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

True to its name, this district was the only one that existed before the Orc Wars, and it was the only one that remained relatively intact after the invasion of Stormwind, and its biggest difference from other districts was that it retained the style of Stormwind before---- with red roofs and red stone floors, which looked a lot like Stratholme before the reconstruction.

There are only two things that impress Benny the most about this district: the 'MI7', which is a thunderous game from his previous life, and the not-so-famous 'Pig and Whistle Tavern'.

'Pig & Whistle', a strange name, is also a 'strange' tavern. It's small and dirty, and the boss racks much faster than the wine is delivered, and it's obviously not a good place to eat. Benny brought Anduin here because the tavern was the secret headquarters of Stormwind's Warrior Guild, a gathering place for adventurers and mercenaries.

"Don't you want to eat it?" Benny picked up a piece of roast pork and looked at Anduin, who was sitting behind the wine table.

Anduin looked at the greasy plate, then at the equally greasy table and shook his head.

"I'm not too hungry, mentor. ”

"It's dirty, it's dirty. Benny smiled and put down his fork. "But the food is not dirty, the food here is famous. ”

"Ha, he's right, boy. "The tight table makes it impossible to have privacy. "Is this your first time here?" said a dwarf with a thick beard, the wine that hung from his beard dripping as he spoke.

"Ignore him. Benny pushed the meat in Anduin's direction. "Taste it, be brave!"

Anduin reluctantly picked up the knife and fork, cut a small piece, closed his eyes and put it in his mouth.

"Hmm!" Anduin opened his eyes and nodded at Benny. "It's really good. ”

"Hahahaha!" The dwarves next to him let out a thunderous laugh, they were always so loud. "You're like a dog that has just eaten!" laughed from the man sitting next to him.

"If you don't want me to shave your beard, eat quietly. Benny stretched out his right hand and swiped it on the table, and a white sword glittering with golden light appeared.

"Yo, is it still a magic weapon?" the dwarf didn't look surprised. "Do your little arms move?"

Benny turned his head and cocked two fingers.

"Shut up. With a movement of his fingers, the golden streamer flickered, and the white sword hung at Benny's side, and a few whiskers smoked green smoke on it and turned to ashes.

"Wizard?!" the dwarf slammed to his feet, drawing the axe from his waist and staring at Benny, his beard shaved off and smoking.

"Wizards shouldn't be here!" suddenly silence fell in the inn, and the people around them stood up and drew their weapons, and the inn became more crowded.

"Mentor. Anduin swallowed nervously.

"Don't speak. Benny glanced at Anduin and slowly got up. "I don't remember the rule here. ”

"Wizards know the rules here, too?" the dwarf smiled disdainfully and spat on the ground.

"I'm an adventurer, dwarf. Benny narrowed his eyes and pressed the hood. "Adventurers are not wizards or wizards!"

"Adventurer?" the dwarf looked Benny up and down. "Where have you been?"

"This continent is all over my tracks. Benny's voice carried a hint of pride.

"Dog!" the dwarf paused with his axe. "With your size, even Alvin can't get out. ”

"I've seen the dwarves of Danmoro, and they're more polite than you!" Benny looked the dwarves up and down. "You resemble the black dwarfs of the Burning Plains. "The thick fur makes it difficult to see what this dwarf looks like, but judging by its exposed ears and skin color, it is much darker than the average dwarf.

"He's from the Burning Plains, wizard!" said from the inn for nowhere.

"No wonder. Benny smiled dismissively. "Where are you from? Blackstone Mountain?"

"You know Blackstone Mountain?" the dwarf's bushy eyebrows furrowed, the Burning Plains had always been one of the forbidden places for adventurers, and only the Explorers' Guild of Ironforge would set foot there.

"The Abyss of Blackstone, the Sleeping Lord of Flames. Benny said something that the others didn't understand.

"Where else have you been?" the dwarf was already somewhat convinced.

"I traveled south from Lordaeron, through the Silver Pines Forest, the Hillsbrad Hills, the Arathi Heights, the Wetlands, the Rockmores, the Dammollo, the Burning Plains, the Red Ridge Mountains, the Twilight Forest, the Windward Trail, and the Cursed Lands. Benny paused. "There's a lot more you've never heard of, dwarf!"

"The dwarf is stunned!" another voice came from nowhere, and the dwarf, who was indeed a little stunned, jumped on the stool in anger. "Who's talking! Get out!"

"People are real adventurers, dwarf, sit down and drink your horse urine!" the crowd burst into laughter, and the laughter sounded like it was about to overturn the roof.

"Dog, I knew it was you!!!," the dwarf jumped to his feet again on the stool.

"A stool is thirty silver coins. A voice suddenly came from the counter, and the dwarf jumped to his feet and nearly fell off his chair.

"Is this stool of yours made of silver?!"

"If you crush it, I promise you'll pay. The stocky boss leaked only a fat head from behind the counter, and he squinted at the dwarf.

"Bad luck!" the dwarf jumped down and sat back on the stool where countless footprints had been trampled out.

The people of the inn sat back to their work, and the surrounding area was noisy.

Benny listened to the 'news' that came to his ears from time to time around him and continued to enjoy his grilled ribs.

"Hey, you've really been to that many places?" said the dwarf suddenly.

"Does your beard want to leave you completely?" Benny didn't look back.

"I have a big job, can you take it?" the dwarf suddenly sat down across from Benny, and Anduin reluctantly stepped aside and sat down next to Benny.

"I'm an adventurer, not a mercenary. Benny didn't lift his head.

"Three thousand gold coins, divided equally between the four of us. The dwarf pointed to his desk, and Benny looked back at two emaciated, but muscular men with their arms flushing their glasses.

"What life?" Benny turned his head and glanced at the dwarf, 3,000 gold coins was not a decimal, who would spend so much money to hire only four people?

The dwarf looked around, leaned on the table and whispered, "You don't need to know, you only need to release an invisibility technique, and after 'it's done', release another teleportation technique, and you will get ---- 700 gold coins!"

Benny looked up with interest and looked at the dwarf playfully. "A man who calls a wizard a wizard knows about invisibility and teleportation?" )