"Carter, is there anything I need special attention during my time at home?"

While Locke was surveying the room's interiors, Landra walked to the middle of the house. She bent down slightly, picked up the crystal-clear teacup on the elegant red coffee table, and asked the butler-like door without raising her head.

Carter's ethereal face appeared on the back of the door, and he mechanically answered Landra's words.

"Great master, Lord Saris has written to you in the hope that you will prepare the supplies for the banquet of Baron Sutheriel, and this is the third time in this month that he has urged."

"Damn it! If Baron Sutherier comes back and sends me some more urging to buy him some banquet supplies, my mother..."

Landra, who was originally holding a glass of water in one hand and a bottle of red transparent liquid in the other, instantly jumped up his eyebrows. She put the glass of water on the coffee table fiercely, and was about to turn back to Carthus and curse a few words, but she immediately saw Locke standing next to the door, and immediately put away her original rude language after realizing that there was someone here.

After pretending to cough a few times, Landra put away the embarrassment on her face, she cleared her throat and said with an angry expression, "Let me, the manager of Sunny Wind Village, a member of the Eternal Song Forest Mage Council, and the Magus of Silvermoon City!" Come and give him a fool's supplies to prepare a banquet? Has his head been eaten clean by the ubiquitous undead?! All that's left is a brain full of mush?! ”

"I'm so busy right now! I'm going to desperately lead Weatherwind and the people around me, defending the last remaining lands of Quel'Thalas, and I'm going to take care of the supply of the other Ranger Legions in the First District, and he's coming to cause trouble for me? ”

However, before Landra's anger was over, Carter continued, "Baron Suthrier wants you to have all the supplies ready when the banquet begins tomorrow. You yourself will attend the banquet as the leader of the Resistance in this area as a thank you for your protection of the people of his realm. ”

"Hmph,"

Landra picked up the glass of red liquid on the table and took a big sip, "Sutheriel, this idiot and his gang of sycophants are ignoring that we're still fighting here to defend Weatherwind and his territory. Don't say anything to me, thank me for what kind of banquet! Would I need this thanks? Why don't you give me some Adamantite or Mithril or something! ”

"Baron Sutherier wishes for the banquet—" Carter was visibly unaware that her master was on the verge of rage, and his chatter was soon retributed.

A fireball the size of a basin swished towards it, and the hairs on Locke's body, who was standing in the doorway watching the scene, stood up in an instant.

Before he had time to think about it, Locke threw himself directly into the carpet woven of wool next to him, and Norris, who was standing there, was thrown under him unexpectedly, and Locke did not forget to add a shield of holy light to her.

However, the result was somewhat unexpected by Locke, and there was no explosion behind him, and everything was calm.

Locke inexplicably turned his head to look at the door, and there was not a trace of the reaction of the explosion, not even a trace.

Locke turned to look at Randra's surprised face, as if he understood something, and he got up from Norris with a wry smile.

Norris lay on the ground with a crimson face, a pair of blue eyes looking at her without blinking.

"I'm sorry, I'm overly nervous." Locke gestured with difficulty, "I thought, that fireball..."

"You thought it would explode, did you?" Landra took Locke's words, and she sat back on the couch with a smile, looking at the two of them lying on the ground, taking a sip of the red glass in her hand from time to time.

Ignoring nothing else, Locke hurriedly pulled Norris up.

The elf girl was pulled up very obediently, smiled softly at Locke, and then took Locke's hand and sat on the red soft leather sofa opposite Landla.

"Think about it, would I use a powerful fireball here?" With a grin, Landra put down her glass of water as she pointed to everything around her and said, "This is my house!" The home of an elven magister! I have a number of ways to make this fireball explode without any effect. ”

"But I don't know! All I know is that when this thing explodes here, we're all going to have to be blown up by it! Locke glared at Landra angrily, he kind of understood, this Landra would definitely not be very old!

What mage would play such a dangerous game? Still in your own home?

"An-la! Ann! With a wave of his hand, Landra picked up the glass of water on the table and gave it to Locke with both hands. No, the moon plum juice from our Silvermoon City, this is our elves' favorite. It's my apology to you. ”

As if seeing that Locke was dissatisfied, Landra shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "Recently, we have basically not received any support from Silvermoon City, and this is the best thing I can come up with to entertain you." ”

"Don't get the support of Silvermoon City?! What's going on? Landra?! Norris asked, a little surprised.

Quel'Thalas would never give up the territory he had, let alone the village of Sunny Wind, not far from Silvermoon City.

"Alas,"

With a deep sigh, Landra put down the glass of water in her hand, she rubbed her forehead, and said with some embarrassment, "Speaking of which, it makes me feel ashamed. We Sindore have lost so much in this place that we once called home. ”

Landra picked up the red glass on the table once more, and took a small sip of the red liquid inside.

Then she glanced at the somewhat anxious Nonris, pointed to the glass of water in front of her and said, "Won't you have a drink?" I added blood thistle to this, which can effectively alleviate our growing addiction. ”

To her surprise, Norris pushed the water glass to her, "No need, I've endured my addiction, I haven't had a seizure for a long time." ”

"Oh! That's remarkable! Landra admired Norris in some surprise, "It's incredible that you didn't become a heartbreaker. ”

"Revenge has made me fight against addiction all the time. Whenever I was about to take it easy, I would think of my family who died in Silvermoon City. The elf girl replied to Randra in a low voice.

"Oh, sorry, I shouldn't have brought this up." Landra said with some sadness.

Locke gently stroked Norris's back and comforted her. The elf girl turned her head and smiled softly at him, then diverted the topic.

"Tell me all about the outside, all I can know."