"Alright, continue to go back to duty. I didn't know what I just did. Mental slackness is common after the Great War -- human nature! However, if you tell someone about your unauthorized departure, then don't blame me for being unkind, military law will deal with it! ”

As he spoke, Salolsen also patted the soldier on the shoulder affectionately.

The warmth of the palm of his hand brought the soldier back to his senses. Although Salolsen's tone still sounded as cold as ever, it sounded like heaven in the soldier's ears.

"Yes! Yes. I promise! "I don't know why this Iron Mask Major suddenly spoke so well today. But the cheapened soldier hastened to salute, then turned and trotted back to the entrance of the camp, as if he wished he had two more legs.

Soldier Sarolsen turned away from his sight and turned towards Bolval's tent.

Through the light of the window, a person's shadow can be reflected on the tent. Sarolsen lifted the camp gate and walked in. It's a bit of an impudence, but it wouldn't be surprising if the tent wasn't filled with a Bervar but just a mage in robes.

"Major." The interrupted meditator nodded at him dissatisfied.

"I want to confirm one thing with you."

"Major, please tell me if you have any questions."

"Your Excellency the Grand Duke should be in Stormwind by now, right?"

"It's natural! I'm a licensed mage! What, are you questioning my magical literacy or the Magic Guild's assessment? The offended mage said with a stinging voice.

"No, I don't mean to offend." Although he was choked back by the mage, Sarolson's poker face still did not rise or fall. A gleam flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes. "Teleportation magic is extremely draining, so I won't bother you to recover. Farewell. ”

Walking out of the tent, Sarolson seemed to feel a little tightened by his collar, and his fingers gently flicked the button on his collar.

Sia waited anxiously at the agreed place.

Why hasn't Bovar come yet?

Will Bolvar come?

Although her good upbringing did not allow her to pace back and forth to relieve the anxiety in her heart, her folded hands and the thumbs stacked below couldn't help but lightly tap her index finger, once, twice......

When Thea herself couldn't remember how many times she had miscounted. She made a "click" sound, the crunch of iron boots stepping on a branch.

"Boval!"

Thea happily turned to the place where the voice came from

However, it was not the familiar Boval who appeared in front of her, but Salolson.

"I'm sorry, but it's a sin to disappoint you, Miss Thea. It's me. ”

"Salolson?" Thea was stunned for a moment, then looked behind him.

No one......

"Where's Bolval?" Thea's eyebrows furrowed, and she couldn't hide her disappointment in her words. "Why didn't he come?"

Sarolsen replied, "The stakes are high, and I must make sure that it is really Miss Thea." Although this is already the territory of the Alliance. I don't think there will be undead disasters or tribal misdeeds. But as the Grand Duke's deputy, the first thing I must guarantee is the safety of the Grand Duke. I must eliminate even one in 10,000 factors of instability. I beg your pardon. ”

The reason is so legitimate, and it is beyond reproach.

"Well, now you've confirmed my identity. Can I be arranged to meet the Grand Duke in private? ”

Sarolson blinked, hiding a flash of joy.

"Of course, it's natural. It's too close to the Tower of Azura, though. It's going to take some time for me to come back and forth. If you stay here for too long and are discovered, it will be a great problem for you and the Grand Duke, Miss Thea. Well, let's change places first. ”

"Okay."

Thea followed Sarolson's steps without hesitation.

Elwyn Forest is located in the heart of the Alliance, far from the war. The night here is completely different from the twilight forest across the river. There is no fog in the sky obscured by clouds. The bright moonlight shines through the layers of trees and lush leaves on the ground, creating a small and conspicuous white spot. There is a sense of serenity in the tranquility.

Sarolson's gaze lingered on the dappled light and shadow of the ground, but without pause, his feet crossed the roots of the dead branches and trees, and finally led Thea through the forest to a barren beach farther north. His gaze slowly swept over the desolate deserted beach, and after lingering on a reef for a few more seconds, a satisfied look appeared in his eyes, and then he stopped and turned to say goodbye to Thea.

"Well, then, Miss Shia, please wait here patiently. I'll go back and inform Lord Bolval right now. Please wait. ”

Thea nodded. She had no choice at this point.

After seeing Sarolsen leave, Shia had nothing to do and began to look around.

Without the shelter of the trees, the bright moonlight sprinkled down, staining this desolate river beach a strange pale. The traces of the tide washing away from the ground are rarely inhabited.

It's not far from the nearby villages...... Thea tilted her head in confusion. His gaze fell on a large shadow in the distance. The blinding shadows in the moonlight somehow caught her attention. A strong uneasiness enveloped her. Thea pursed her lips, the shadow not far from where she was now. So after a moment's hesitation. She still walked over one.

As she walked towards the trail, Thea felt that the sound of the lake lapping in her ears seemed to be mixed with some sharp and indistinct noise. She thought it was an illusion, but the closer she got to the lake, the sharper and clearer her voice became, and the uneasiness in her heart spread more and more. But if she didn't figure out what the mark was, she didn't know what she was missing.

Just a moment, just a moment.

Shia gritted her teeth. I quickened my pace, hoping to quickly figure out the source of my anxiety.

"You say, will she find out about the little trap we have laid out?"

In the canopy of a large tree, a blind spot that Thea couldn't notice, the orc who was lazily squatting on the branch said.

Of course, if there were two of them, they would have been surprised.

These two women were her old acquaintances, the orc female Assassin Luo Jiali and the Willow of the Bleak Lands.

The Forsaken woman in the Twilight robe beside her was leaning on the trunk of a tree and watching Thea, hearing her companion's question, the corners of the Forsaken's mouth lifted in a cheerful tone. “…… It's too late. (To be continued.) )