"Yes, of course I do. Your favorite is the bear burger, eat three at once, you know, even the people of the Brute Hammer tribe can only eat two at most at a time, that thing is too large, high-calorie food, easy to burst the belly. ”

Furstad said, laughing heartily to himself.

"Haha, indeed, that bear burger is the best food I've ever had in my life, and I still can't forget the taste. It is tender and delicious, and when you bite into it, the gravy overflows, and it is served with a soft bread. I've always wondered how you dwarves cook such delicious food. You know, when I passed the Sadol Bridge, I raided the camp of the Black Iron Tribe, and their food was so unbearable to look at it that they didn't have an appetite to smell it. ”

While the griffin was resting from the water, Ares and Furstad chatted. Of course, it was not ordinary small talk, and Ares tried to find some information he wanted, some loopholes or flaws through these conversations. Furstad's performance in the past few days reminded Ares of a man, a terrible thing - the demon Banazar of the year, disguised as Da Sohan, no one could recognize him. Of course, Ares didn't want the truth to turn out as he had guessed.

"Black Iron Clan? Hmph, they are just a bunch of slaves, where do they know how to enjoy life. When it comes to cooking, I'm sure not even the people at Ironforge are as professional as we are. ”

Furstad said. The expression is natural and generous. For a moment, Ares barely noticed anything unusual.

Until they talk about the great battle that took place at the hands of Tyr.

"Brother, I have to thank you for your help to me and the Crusaders, and that day, without you, I am afraid that the last of Lordaeron's living force would have been wiped out."

Ares said with emotion.

"It's nothing, the Scourge is our common enemy. The Lich King is an ant, let it be arrogant for a while, and sooner or later it will pay the price for its betrayal. ”

Furstad said, his eyes flashing red. Even though this sentence sounded so righteous and Ling Ran, Ares was keenly aware of the difference. Furstad did say that we were partners, but we didn't care that much about the Lich King and the Scourge Legion...... Yes, if it weren't for the relationship between Dai Lin and Luo Ning in the first place, Furstad probably wouldn't have sent troops to fight. The Eagle's Nest Mountain has been isolated from the world for many years, and the natural disasters and undead have not even affected their territory. So the Hammer Dwarves could be said to have reluctantly sent troops for the sake of Dai Lin's face.

But judging by Furstad's answer, it is clear that his hatred for the Lich King outweighs his previous reaction......

"Well, I hope that my knights and I will protect Lordaeron. I know that one day, the Lich King will once again lead the Scourge to this land. ”

"Don't worry, when the time comes, the Brute Hammer Clan will definitely be your faithful backing."

Furstad said, patting Ares on the waist vigorously to show the friendship and affection between them.

"Okay, I'm so grateful."

"By the way, Snow Eagle has been a little bad lately, and she doesn't seem to like people touching her. What should I do? ”

Ares politely returned, and then continued to find a topic to talk about.

"You mean the elf."

Furstad glanced at the Elven Ranger behind Ares.

"Hehe, yes."

"It's easy to deal with this problem, let Sylvanasto be alone with the griffin, feed her delicious food, communicate with her more, and over time, it will naturally develop affection. Perhaps when the time comes, Snow Eagle will accept Sylvanas. ”

Furstad said with a smile.

At this point, Ares was almost certain in his heart that the guy in front of him was not the real Furstad. Remembering that at Overwatch, Ares clearly remembered what Furstad had said to himself - the griffin was a haughty creature who had only one master in his life, and if that master died, he would not accept anyone else until he died of old age.

It was Furstad's words that made Ares understand the griffin. They are not simple mounts, but true companions. In other words, no matter what Sylvanas fed Snow Eagle and how close she was, Snow Eagle would never admit that Sylvanas was her second knight. It was only in the presence of Ares that Snow Eagle reluctantly agreed and let the elf ride on her back.

Although the Furstad in front of him also told some truths, there was a complete departure from the spirit of the griffin.

Ares smiled and agreed with Furstad's statement, but a shiver shivered in his heart. Where is the real Grand Lord of Vorstad? What had happened to him during his expedition to the Outlands? Ares felt uneasy in his heart. But the qualified mental quality makes him not have a little emotional exposure. The Lord of Vorstad in front of him was still proudly telling about his past...... Indeed, after the demon invades the human body, it is possible to read some memories. It's just that some memories can't be read thoroughly......

"Rest well, brother, tomorrow I will send you to Castle of Glory, forgive me, at most I can only send you there. In the expeditionary force, there are still many things waiting for me to deal with. ”

After chatting, Ares calmly spoke to Furstad. It was also Ares' last plan to expose the demon's disguise in Fort Glory. As a bridgehead for the Alliance's attack on the Outlands, Fort Glory is guarded by plenty of soldiers, and once the demon is detected and resisted, there can also be a large number of soldiers to surround and hunt it. Instead of now, now there is only Sylvanas by his side, two people dealing with a high-level demon, there is no need to take this risk.

At dawn the next day, the Hammer Knights set out again, and this place was very close to Glory Castle. In embarrassment, Sylvanas sat down behind Ares again, hugged Ares' waist, and rode a griffon to Fort Glory. During the night, Ares had already explained her plan of action.

A few hours later, Fort Glory gradually came into view, and the blue flag fluttered in the wind, like an indomitable lion of the Alliance, standing on this treacherous red land.

"Are you sure?"

About to land, Sylvanas asked at the end. She hates demons to the core, but she is not willing to kill anyone who is kind and righteous by mistake.

"Sure. Whether it's verbal temptation or other means, I've tried. When the Ember Bringer comes close to it, it glows with heat, which is the breath of a demon. I'm sure. ”

Ares turned his head and whispered.