Although it was nearly dusk, a large number of High Elves were still busy in the small square of Sunny Wind Village. The expressions on each of their faces were somewhat uneasy, and only a few elves remained silent and calm on their faces.

A large number of elves who had migrated here from other places could only sit helplessly around the square. Behind them is a High Elf-style yurt that is their home.

Locke pulled the reins of the landing bird to prevent it from trampling on the surrounding elves, and carefully avoided the eyes that looked at him, this kind of curiosity and numbness in his eyes, which made Locke feel a little melancholy.

Even the haughty High Elves have been reduced to such a point that they are no different from the suffering humans of Lordaeron.

Natural disasters don't care whether you are elves or humans, and it doesn't matter whether you are righteous or evil, in their eyes, destroying all life is the value of their existence.

Unlike Locke, Norris can calmly face all kinds of eyes around her, but the gloom that flashes in the corners of her eyes from time to time proves that her heart is not at peace.

She couldn't help but quicken her pace and walked towards the largest, most luxurious-looking house in Sunny Wind Village.

As they walked forward, many elven rangers armed with bows and scimitars appeared around them. They always glanced up and down at Locke in surprise, then withdrew their gaze and hurried out of the village.

Locke secretly observed the direction in which they were heading, which was about the south.

"Hi human, where are you from? Isn't it Yangfan Harbor?! ”

Just as Locke was searching for information about Sunny Wind Village in his mind, a slightly stiff lingua franca question came into Locke's ears, and he couldn't help but raise his head to look at the source of the sound.

A ranger dressed in a full red suit of leather and chain mail stood in front of Locke.

Perhaps seeing that Locke was a little wary of his presence, he raised his eyebrows and continued, "Human, let me ask you if you came from Yangfan Harbor?" ”

"Before answering your question, I think you should learn the etiquette a bit!" Without waiting for Locke to reply, Norris, who was beside him, took the lead in asking rhetorically. She frowned and looked at the Ranger with a serious expression, "Is this how you show the etiquette of our High Elves when dealing with foreigners?" ”

The ranger on the other side was stunned, he took a closer look at Noris, and then turned his head to look at the silent Locke. The elf couldn't help but complain in his heart, I really didn't expect that there was a compatriot by the side of this human being??

Wait a minute! The Ranger's eyes widened, and he looked at Norris carefully, the expression on his face a little surprised.

"You... You..."

"You're General Norris Morningstar?" The elf asked, a little surprised.

Norris glanced at him and did not reply to him, she motioned for Locke to pull the Landing Bird with her, and the surprised Ranger was left to her side.

Although this series of events happened in an instant, and the two of them spoke Salas, Locke also understood something.

It seems that Norris had a certain status in the society of elves before?

Checkmate?

Combined with the identity of Noris, a ranger, a ranger general?

Locke couldn't help but touch the beard on her chin, no wonder she was able to see Lotherma and Haduron directly.

"I'm sorry, my lord, I didn't know it was your friend—" The Elven Ranger followed up again, and he followed behind Noris's side, trying to explain to Noris.

"Oh? What if it weren't my friend? Norris stopped and looked at him with a frosty face, "Isn't it my friend that you can do whatever you want?" Blatantly throwing aside the etiquette of our elves? ”

"No, no, no, it's not like that." The elven ranger hurriedly waved his hand, he touched his golden hair in embarrassment, and the two long golden eyebrows that reached beyond his cheeks trembled irregularly.

"Lord Morningstar, I hope to delay you and your friends for some time," the Ranger smiled awkwardly, a smile that made him look unsophisticated.

He continued as he elfed, "Please, Lord Chenxing, I hope you will let me stay a little longer. I have very important things to do. ”

Norris turned her head to look at him, then turned back and glanced around the square, where there was a wagon caravan not far away, and there were no idle elven civilians there.

"Yes, it's in that position," Nolis said, pointing to the location of the carriage, "I have limited time, and I'm busy, so please don't waste your time." ”

When the three of them arrived, the elf saluted and began to introduce himself and his worries.

"Lord Chenxing, my name is Daigolion, of course, maybe you don't know me, but I know you." The Elven Ranger looked at Norris respectfully, "You used to be my Ranger Mentor when you were on Sunchase Island. ”

"Go on," Nollis nodded, her gaze beginning to look squarely at the Ranger in front of her.

"I'm a ranger soldier in Yangfan Harbor, and some time ago our harbor was occupied by a group of heartbreakers, and they had terrible lesions." A sad look appeared on the ranger's face, "Many people died there. We were so merciful to those who had lost their hearts that they ambushed us and sucked a legion of our rangers into jerky. ”

"All of this could have been avoided, and we started drawing our swords and stabbing them at the very beginning!"

"I came here to ask for help, but here," Degolion said, pointing to the refugees around him, as well as the hurried rangers in green ranger suits, "this place is under attack by the Scourge Legion, and there is no manpower to help Yangfan Harbor, and as far as I know, the reinforcements in Silvermoon City have been terminated for other reasons. So I want to ask you..."

"If you want to talk about it, I don't think you need to say anything more." Norris interrupted by a wave of his hand, and then Nolis motioned for him to look at Locke beside him. "This general and his army have already helped us solve this problem, and now Yangfan Harbor has been regained control by Veredith, just two hours ago."

"Oh?! Are you sure? Dagolion perked up, and he turned his head to look at Locke eagerly, "Please forgive me for my previous recklessness and arrogance, and I apologize to you for my previous rudeness." ”

Degolion gave Locke a military salute and looked at him eagerly, "Is this all true?" ”

Locke smiled, and under the Ranger's burning gaze, he pulled out a sheepskin scroll from his magic bag and handed it to him.

"Open it and take a look, it is the signature of your Yangfan Harbor Dock Manager, His Excellency Veredith, and the pass certificate he vouches."