A young mage dressed in a purple cloak, strolling through the streets of Brill. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When the crowd on the street saw her, they all moved to the sides to make way for a jump.

Gianna Proudmore is actually familiar with the town of Brill, because when she was a child, Arthas often brought her to play here.

The passage of time hasn't changed much for the town, except for the occasional ragged refugee passing by on the roadside. The clergy, dressed in white, are taking care of the homeless refugees.

Gianna stopped one of the young priests.

"Hello, Miss Pastor!" She asked gently.

The priest looked back, she seemed to be younger than herself, with dark red hair and a cute face that Gianna couldn't help but envy.

"What's wrong?" The pastor asked, a little confused.

"Do you know where a priest, Mr. Mills, is?" Gianna stated the purpose of her trip.

"Mills?" The girl's face couldn't help but have a suspicious expression, she looked at the purple cloak on Gianna's body, paused for a moment, and she replied, "No, we don't have such a person here!" ”

She must be lying, and she knows this person by the look on her face!

Seeing the girl's expression, Gianna concluded in her heart.

Just as he was about to say something, a voice came from afar.

"Bridget, what are you doing, come here!" It was a young man's voice.

The young man had jet-black hair, a very delicate complexion, and was dressed in a white priest's robe.

A strange thought came to Gianna's mind, and without hesitation, she asked, "Are you Mr. Mills?" ”

I don't know why, but my gut tells Gianna that the young man in front of her is the person she is looking for.

Her instincts have always been accurate.

Sure enough, the young man in front of him nodded, his expression a little puzzled: "That's right, how do you know?" ”

Gianna smiled at the young lady pastor, and then replied, "This young lady told me!" ”

She didn't expose the lies of the pastor.

Bridget walked over to Jon's side and whispered, "Jon, this man should be Dalaran's mage!" ”

Jon glanced at the mage in front of him and asked, "Are you here for the mage from before?" ”

Three days earlier, Jon had been commissioned by Father Lancaster to take a mage from Dalaran into the depths west of the Tirisfal Glade on a Kenrito mission.

Although there was a slight misunderstanding on the way, at least the mission was preliminarily completed. Unexpectedly, the mage still tried to move forward, and after Jon failed to dissuade him, the two of them finally parted ways, and Jon returned early.

I thought that this was the end of this matter, but I didn't expect the news came a day later that the mage of Dalaran had encountered a sneak attack in the depths of the woodland, was seriously injured, and remained unconscious. Father Lancaster talked to Jon several times, learned more about the message, and then gave it back to his old friend, the Archmage Modra.

It seems that this matter is not over, and this Dalaran has sent someone to find him again.

"Mr. Mills, may you speak with me?" Gianna asked.

"Absolutely!" Jon nodded, then continued, "But I'll have to finish treating these refugees!" ”

"Maybe I can help too!" Gianna said very solemnly.

……

The matter of "caring for refugees" is much more complicated than Gianna imagined, but it is also very interesting and has a lot to learn.

Gianna is a very studious person!

Jon was a little surprised by the unknown mage in front of him. She doesn't have the same arrogance as Polly Monie before, but has always treated others with a very gentle and peaceful attitude.

In Bridgette's words: "She doesn't look like a Dalaran at all!" ”

In fact, after a morning, Bridget, who had been hostile at first, grew closer to her.

When the sun rose to noon, the refugees began to disperse.

"These refugees have fled Steinbrad in Alterac to the south, and their homes have been invaded by a group of exiled orcs and they have come here homeless!" Jon began to talk to the mages about the inevitable intentions of the group

The mage listened attentively, and even took out a notebook from his pocket from time to time to record something.

Knowing that Jon had finished speaking, she began to talk again: "Mr. Mills, can you tell me more about what you and Monie have done in the forest?" ”

Jon couldn't find any reason to refuse; And the reason why he was reluctant to get in touch with these Dalaran mages too much was purely because he was disgusted with trouble, and there was nothing unseemly.

So he told the mage in detail what was happening in the forest, and of course some details were slightly modified.

"So, you and Moni-senpai had a certain conflict when they were in the forest, right?" Gianna pursed her lips and asked softly.

Jon nodded, and said truthfully, "Actually, I was driven away by your Monnie-senpai!" ”

Gianna couldn't help but fall into deep thought, she knew very well that with the arrogant personality of Senior Sister Moni, it was very likely that she would do this!

"Then Mr. Mills!" Gianna continued, "Can you take me to the place where you are separated, maybe I can find something!" ”

Jon shook his head decisively: "I'm sorry, Miss Mage, you should have seen it too, I'm busy here, so ......"

Jon didn't want to get into too much trouble, whether the warlock was dead or alive, and what happened to Polly Moni's idiot woman, had nothing to do with him.

Moreover, he was only a leader, and it was impossible for Dalaran to put himself in Violet Prison for this reason.

So he directly chose to refuse.

"Okay!" Gianna nodded, and didn't make any more entanglement!

Because her intuition told her that words alone could not convince the pastor in front of her.

"Then I will leave Mr. Mills first!" Gianna bowed slightly, and then prepared to leave.

"May the Light bless you, Miss Mage!" Jon said casually, suddenly thinking that he should still be doing some etiquette, so he asked, "By the way, Miss Mage, can I take the liberty of asking your name?" ”

"Of course, I'm Gianna Proudmore of Dalaran, and I hope to have the pleasure of meeting you in the future, Mr. Mills!" Gianna waved at Jon.

"Yes, Miss Prodmoore...... Wait a minute...... Prodmore? Jon muttered to himself.

"What's wrong?" Gianna and Bridget were both confused.

"Nothing, just the urge to make a big news......" Jon continued to mutter.

The two girls who heard this sentence were even more confused.

I saw that Jon's original laziness was suddenly swept away, and he said very seriously: "Miss Broadmoore, I think I have changed my mind!" ”