As soon as he walked into the pool of foresight, Brower pinched the green feather on his shoulder and looked at it carefully.

For the Night Elves, seeing in the dark couldn't be easier.

"What's wrong? Broll. Ragash asked Browl as he touched the wall and walked forward.

"I ...... I don't know what the Great Druid thinks. Brower said slowly. Oh, sorry, I forgot that human eyesight isn't so good. There was a faint green light in his hand, not bright but barely clear.

"Alright, what's in your hand? Isn't it the feathers that fell off your shoulder armor? ”

"No, it was given to me by the female druid." Browl frowned tightly. "But, I know what it is."

"What is it?"

"Ragash, do you want to run away from Rhaeggar?" Browl asked him suddenly and seriously.

"Of course!" Lagash replied categorically. "I don't know who I am, but I know there's something waiting for me to get done. I had to do that. And ......" he covered his head. "I had a dream last night...... I dreamed that my wife still had ...... My baby. I have to go back to them. ”

"Oh?" Brower hesitated, "Now there are two opportunities here, you can choose one." ”

"What?"

"This feather, this is the feather of the horned eagle. We druids can summon a horned eagle through it. ”

"What do you mean!" Ragash's eyes lit up. "We can run away."

"That's right, but ...... I don't understand why the Great Druid would help us escape, we just met him for the first time. ”

"Because you're a druid too?" Lagash smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "Druids' love for their fellow citizens is truly cross-racial."

Browl smiled wryly. "I don't think I'm that charismatic. So I'm worried it's a trap. But just now, the female druid deliberately asked me if I would transform into a crow. This one should be for you. Maybe the Great Druid wants you to be his son-in-law. He joked.

"Get ......" Ragash, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, shuddered, and the aesthetics of human beings made him really insensitive to the Minotaur. He hurriedly diverted the subject: "...... Didn't you just say that there are two options? And what about the other one? ”

Brower pointed to the pool of foresight.

"The water of the Pool of Foresight is a power from the ancestors that can help you recover your memories, but ...... This time will not be too short. If you go in now, we might miss this escape opportunity, or maybe it's a trap. ”

Lagash pondered for a moment. "How long will it take you to summon the Hippogriff?"

"A quarter of an hour is enough."

"Then wake me up!" Ragash jumped straight from where they were and jumped into the pool with a thud. Brower began to concentrate on the summoning spell.

"Reminds me ......"

A quarter of an hour is fleeting. Browl approached the edge of the pool, and unceremoniously struck Lagash with a lunafire spell, which was still immersed in the past.

"So fast? I seem to have only seen a little bit of ......" Lagash woke up in a trance. "It doesn't seem like a happy thing. The death of my father. My wife's death ......"

He walked over to the rock at Brower's feet, ready to climb up. "Pull me!"

"Wait." Browl pointed behind him, and casually threw another Moonfire spell. The Moonfire Technique was like a white moonlight that lit up the cave in an instant. "Someone looks like it."

"Who?" Ragash's body recovered even faster than his mind. Before the Moonfire was gone, he had already charged over and grabbed the neck of the humanoid on the ground. The body of his hand was cold and soft, and the cloak that covered him slid down with a push of it, revealing the sage robes on his body. Is it the Forsaken woman?? A thin chain was felt under his hand. He remembered the back that he remembered vividly, and he couldn't be wrong, it was really her!

He hurriedly looked into her face.

The last moonfire illuminated her form.

Ragash let out a roar like a trapped beast like a thunderbolt. The past overlaps with the present. made him lose his mind in an instant.

"It's my fault! It was my fault! I shouldn't have disbelieved you! I shouldn't have left you to tempt you. I beg you, you open your eyes. Anduin ...... Our son is still so young, how can you bear to leave him. I beg you, open your eyes...... Open your eyes!! ”

It was the scene when his wife died. He hugged her in his arms and wept bitterly, he hated himself, he hated those rumor-mongers. Hate the murderers who killed her.

But he lost her forever.

And at this moment, the bereaved woman in his arms has the same face as her.

"Lagash? What happened to you? Brohl was initially shocked by his cries, and quickly came to his senses and immediately urged him. She was supposed to be the Forsaken - there could be no humans here. We don't know why she's here, but we have to get out of here. Hippogriff is coming. ”

"Broer......" Ragash took off his cloak, quickly carried Thea on his back, and tied it in knots with his cloak.

"I have to take her away!" He looked at Brower, his face solemn, and said word by word.

"Are you crazy?" Broll couldn't help but yell at him. "You know, we're on the run, not traveling. Hurry up, I'm afraid the sound just now has already alarmed the guards. He held out his hand and went to Laragash.

With Broll's hand, Lagash jumped up. He felt that the woman on his back was light, as if it had no weight.

The two men quickly ran towards the light at the entrance of the cave.

Rushing to the entrance of the cave, they were surprised to find that there was no one in sight. Brower swept around. Basanna's transformed cheetah was spotted lying incognito, lying on top of the cave in the Pool of Foresight, lazily basking in the sun and squinting at him. Seeing that Broll had discovered him, he had a very personified smile on his face.

At this time, the shadow of the horned eagle beast in the sky had become larger and louder, and even the sound of its flapping wings could be heard.

"Do you have to do this?" Brower finally asked him.

"......" Ragash turned her head to look at the woman on her back, "She looks exactly like my dead wife." "Finished. He jumped on the back of the Horned Hippogriff.

Broll stopped talking, and quickly recited the incantation, black light and wind swirling around him. He turned into a very large crow, flapped his wings and flew away.

Watching the two flying beasts soar into the air, gradually turning into small black dots, Basanna's cheetah stretched out and returned to its human form. "I seem to have heard interesting gossip, well, I'll tell my father to go later. Now......" She looked at the Rhaegar guards who were hurrying in, and she almost laughed at their terrified expressions. "Don't be nervous, I'll go talk to Master Leiga about compensation right away." With that, she easily turned into a crow and flew towards the elder's heights, leaving behind two guards who looked at each other.

On the Elder Heights, someone had already reported the matter to the Grand Druid for the first time. The Grand Druid of the Bullhead walked out of his tent with square steps, and Rhaegar followed behind him.

Glancing at the two gladiators fleeing in the distance, the Grand Druid lifted the curtain and went back to the tent.

Rhaegar squinted at the pergola in his hand for a moment, and then followed back to the Grand Druid's tent.

"Master Leiga, your gladiator ran away, why aren't you in a hurry at all." The Great Druid stirred the pot of soup hanging from the stove unhurriedly. "You seem to be absent-minded about your loss."

"The investment in them has paid me a thousand times the reward." Rhaegar grinned and sat cross-legged beside him. "And...... I'm not stupid, my honorable Grand Druid. I'm an old man, don't try to fool me with such a little trick. I recognize, it's a druid's horned eagle. I'm just curious why you're bothering with this business. ”

"We druids believe in the way of natural peace." The Great Druid added a handful of withered grass to the stove in a fine manner. "Frankly, I don't want the lad at Thunder Bluff to be in such a dangerous profession. Gladiator is such a thing, it's really not suitable. ”

"Oh, is it? You and Vandal. Is the friendship of the deer helmet so deep? I don't believe it. Rhaegar chuckled, looking at the Great Druid with his hands on his jaw. And, if that's the case, you don't have to prepare that horned eagle at all. ”

"Someone asked me, an old man, to pass this on to you as compensation." The Great Druid took a card with the same attitude as withered grass and pushed it towards Rhaeggar.

Looking at the card, Rhaeggar's brow furrowed slightly, but fortunately his wolfskin hat covered his forehead.

Under the light of the fire, the red gold card with a face value of 10,000 shone brightly.

Rhaegar looked up. "This value is that if I really want to cut my love, I will consider it, why bother so much. Is it which guy wants to poach? ”

The Great Druid slowly scooped a spoonful of soup from the pot and poured it into a bowl and tasted it. "Don't get me wrong, the other side is not trying to poach your champion to participate in the competition."

"And what does that guy do with all that money?" For the first time, Rhaegar was a little puzzled.

"She wants him to be free, not to buy and sell. That's it......"

"Hey......" Rhaegar smiled, "a crazy admirer?" ”

He picked up the gold card, shone it into the light of the fire, and put it in his arms. "Is this a deal or compensation?"

"Anyway, what she wanted, I did it for her, old man. As for what you think, Master Leiga, that's none of my business. ”

Rhaegar laughed and said with a smile. "Actually, I knew for a long time that a guy like Lagash wouldn't be willing to be a gladiator slave for too long. But I didn't expect him to be so charismatic. Gee...... After buying it, he deliberately let him go. I don't show up myself, so considerate...... It's a woman, right? But the kind of guy like Lagash doesn't appreciate it. ”

"They escaped on the Thunder Bluff, and I compensated you, Master Leiga, that's it!" The Great Druid summed up as he stirred the soup pot in front of him. "The soup is good, won't Master Leiga have a bowl?"

"Let's have a bowl then! Looks like you're going to get your wish, I'm going to retire. …… The soup tastes really good. Hey, you really won't tell me who entrusted you? ”