The gray sky seems to be forever shrouded in a thick fog that cannot be dissolved, and the scenery that constantly sways around is only lawns and trees.

The Tifaris Glade, a palm-sized map in the game, has an incomparably wide area, and according to the Scarlet Veteran, it takes at least a month and a half to walk from the western mountains to the eastern plaguelands. Using this distance as a benchmark, Ares guessed that it would take at least half a year to get from Lordaeron to Stormwind City in the south...... It may be faster by sea.

Along the way, hunting and fishing became the only pleasure of the journey. Although the Tifaris Woodland is also infected by the Plague of Natural Disasters, the situation here is much better than that of the Eastern and Western Plague Lands, at least most of the flora and fauna are still edible.

In Zhishui Lake, Ares learned to fish for the first time, freshwater small fish, colored crucian carp, although small, but after hollowing out the internal organs, skewered and grilled, plus a little spices and salt, it still has a unique taste. After coming to Azeroth for so long, Ares feels that the two things he enjoys the most are Azeroth's cooking, and the other is to have a vigorous love affair with Sylvanas, but unfortunately Windranger doesn't know where he is at the moment.

There was a chill in the air, and it began to rain again, and this was the case in this woodland, damp and rainy, often without warning, and a light rain began to fall, according to the veterans of the Scarlet Crusaders, it rained for half of the year in the days when they were stationed in the Scarlet Abbey. Sunlight has become a scarce thing......

Sheltering from the rain under a leafy tree, the Scarlet Veterans began to talk about Gilneth and what they were going to do this time.

Unlike what happened after the Cataclysm, the current kingdom of Gilneth is not part of the Alliance, let alone the Scarlet Crusaders, and due to the existence of the Greymane Wall, the humans living in Lordaeron and the Tifaris Woodlands know very little about Gilneys.

All I know is that there are werewolves there, a beast that is almost inhuman, they are not people, nor the wolves of the forest, but giant wolves, a cruel and bloodthirsty beast.

Legend has it that werewolves sometimes even work together to hunt black bears and mountain lions for food. They are found in the silver pine forests south of the Tifaris glade. Although it was less affected by the plague, many refugees preferred to seek refuge in monasteries north than south into the Silver Pines Forest. It is enough to see the ferocity of these beasts.

"They are even bigger than the orcs, and as long as two werewolves can bite a black bear to death, the beasts of the forest, as long as they hear the howl of the werewolves, they will run away."

The Scarlet Warrior Herod drank cold water from a water bag and whispered rumors about werewolves as if he had seen them with his own eyes. The weapon master of the Scarlet Abbey, the boss of the arsenal who had been ravaged by countless players, was now sitting under a tree, chatting with his men, and for a moment, Ares felt that such a picture was quite joyful, and the whole of Azeroth came to life.

"But there are also a few werewolves who have mastered the ability to return to human form, they know how to control their animal nature and wildness, and when they hunt, they become giant wolves, and they usually look no different from us humans. Some humans have even gotten along with them in friendly terms. ”

Drum retorted.

"That's a rumor, it's a bit credible, the hell knows."

Herold raised his hand and shook his head, indicating that he did not believe in the kind of fairy tales that deceived children. The two uncles instantly fought over each other......

The Scarlet Crusaders had never understood why Ares had to form an alliance with such a brutal race, but the High Lord's orders were ordered to be carried out. After the rain stopped, the team continued on their way, and in order not to affect the garrison of the Scarlet Monastery, Ares even brought only five people with him on this trip.

However, the lack of manpower also caused Ares to run into trouble very quickly. On the path leading from the Tifaris Glades to the Silver Pines Forest, a large contingent of robbers stood in the way. They set up camp and even formed a small bandit village.

Ares sent Herrod and the hunter Zams to investigate the situation, and the information they received almost caused Ares to squirt.

"They are called the Five Fireball Cult, and the core members are five magicians who are proficient in fire magic."

Herold said with an honest face.

"How did such a den of bandits come to be?"

Ares pressed on.

"These five mages are said to have arrived here not long ago, relying on their powerful magic to kill the undead of the natural disasters in the area, and many refugees have nowhere to go but to seek protection under their names. However, protection comes at a cost, and each refugee who joins the Cult of the Five Fireballs must surrender all of his or her property and be sent by them unconditionally in the future. The five mages often ordered them to do this and that, while they themselves did nothing, sat back and enjoyed their success, and dominated one side. Well, with spells. ”

After listening to Herod's report, Ares truly felt that the humans in Azeroth were no different from the humans he knew, and he took advantage of the fire to rob without any lower limit. In the era of natural disasters, instead of fighting the undead, he even started the idea of refugees......

"Do you think we should take a detour?"

After Herold finished reporting, Ares sat down among the few people and asked in a strange tone.

"Around, of course."

Zams the Hunter was the first to speak, however, neither the smarter Herold nor Drum. They watched as Ares' expression changed from a smile to a serious one. Then, unsurprisingly, in front of Zams, it was a big scolding......

"How? Do you have a boat that can pass through Lake Lordanmere? Or can you cast a levitation spell that will allow everyone to step on the surface of the water and pass through the lake? ”

Ares scolded fiercely, and Zams lowered his head innocently, ** his obedient Erha. Erha crouched on the ground, his head on his stomach, looking up at the Scarlet Lord Ares...... The eyes are full of innocence and pity.

"In the era of natural disasters, there is still such a scumbag, as the Scarlet Crusaders, shouldn't we take care of it?"

Sitting in the crowd, Ares said righteously. Although the other people present didn't seem to react much, it meant that you were the lord and you said it was the case......