No matter how they drove away, the deserters just didn't want to leave, and they didn't dare to attack because of the large number of people on Loria's side, so they blocked the middle of the road, asking for food. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's annoying that there is no way to take a detour and it is impossible to kill a killer because of such a level of harassment.

Loria's rare good mood was ruined like this.

"Boss, give the order."

Some open-mouthed gnolloll clung to the trigger of his crossbow, killing a few humans was no burden at all, and once the race was different, killing would be a breeze...... Not to mention that these are creatures that eat their own kind.

"What do you mean?"

Loria squinted at the eyes of the Gnoll with a Mouthful of Mouth, and if she knew her, she knew that when she smirked or squinted, she was aggressive...... It's like a cat swinging its back and stomping its feet gently before pounce.

"Kill these humans, of course."

The Gnoll may have been unintentional, but his understatement changed Loria's doctrine.

Aside from Vanilla and Elie Meow in this team, the only thing Loria really believes in is the dwarves who have always been known for their integrity.

Everyone knows that the rout who stands in the way and asks for food is very dangerous, and they can turn into ruthless bandits at the slightest thought...... But the notorious gnolls weren't much better, and Loria never let them near her tent while camping, and one of the three of them was always awake at all times.

Maybe it would be a good idea to take these routs with them?

"I'll hire you with gold or the equivalent of food, join me."

Loria ignored the open-mouthed gnolls and shouted at the rout...... They were stunned for a moment, nodded and hesitated to accept, although the Silver Pine Forest was full of wild beasts, but for people who were not familiar with the forest, those fierce beasts were only a threat and not a source of food, and in such a dangerous place, huddles were the most rational choice.

Dumb Bernie turned around and tossed a few dry loaves of bread from the cart to the routers, he wasn't as belligerent as his buddies, and it was nice to be able to solve problems with bread instead of a warhammer.

Loria pursed her lips, ignoring the gobbling human routs and swearing gnolls, and turned to the back of the group...... It's hard for humans and gnolls to collude together, and it's not bad to let them keep each other under control...... Even if they did work together, she would be confident enough to kill them all—Loria would be very unlikely to be attacked if she was prepared for them.

The lesson learned in the plague land in the dream was enough once.

……

The journey to the south continued, Loria liked the place where there was water, so they kept walking along the shore of the lake, and the pair of dwarven friends who could not lack anyone ran to the depths of the forest to attract the undead of the natural disaster by various means, and Loria still killed them gracefully and beautifully, and did not give any of them to others.

The Routs were always gathering and whispering, they couldn't get close to Vanilla or Loria, and the Dwarves were always busy, and they didn't want to talk to the gnolls, so they were always independent of the group...... After all, they did not commit any theft or robbery, but only exchanged their daily labor for the food they needed.

Maybe it's because they're good-natured, but it's more likely because they're afraid of Loria...... The majesty of the pink fur is not a joke, and although it is easy to be confused by her cute appearance when you first meet her, it can be overwhelming once you get to know it deeply...... People are so complex, it's hard to know what they really think, and Loria seems to be the best of them.

She will be happy for inexplicable reasons, and she will turn her face in the next second for even more inexplicable reasons...... Once she has the power of her own, she has the right to be willful, and the fickleness in her personality is constantly amplified, and it seems to have a seductive magic - the more she can't understand what she is thinking, the more she will be attracted to her.

One day, Loria left behind a ghoul, which she kept in a cage and spent the whole night teasing the foul-smelling pus-drenched pet, laughing happily, but the creatures that were hiding in the shadows and spying on her were afraid of her...... However, the ghoul who only screams and hits the cage is not much of a fun pet, and it didn't take long for Loria to get tired of playing and she dragged it out of the cage and killed it at dawn.

Elemeth is becoming more and more like Loria and is beginning to be bound by the treaties of human society, but who can deny that Loria is also becoming more and more like Elemeth?

Loria didn't find anything strange about her, and she never felt like a bad boy, but her gnolls were increasingly afraid of her.

The blessing given to her by the King of Time has finally taken root completely, and age has not only lost its meaning to her physically, but also has returned to nothingness psychologically...... Dwelling on how old she really is, how much she has been through, is starting to become meaningless.

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Forty miles from Ambermere, a forest stream crossed the makeshift camp.

The strange hunting party of all kinds of creatures had not moved for days, and there was much less danger near the mage town, the beasts knew better than anyone what the dangers of the forest were, they never approached the mage's town easily, and the invincible Scourge had finally stopped its advance - not stopped by the mage capital of Dalaran, who had all been drawn to another continent by the demon leader to destroy the World Tree.

Although no one can escape the fate of destruction if the World Tree is killed, these things are to be worried about by the people on that continent, and the people on the Eastern Continent can finally breathe a sigh of relief temporarily, and this is also the best time for those whose homes have been destroyed to take revenge...... I heard that the Scarlet Crusaders have become very active in the north, and under the leadership of the Ash Bringer, Duke Mograini, they have gone from fighting guerrillas everywhere to fighting against natural disasters and then chasing the undead.

However, the revenge war in the north and the epic moments on another continent have nothing to do with the silver pine forests in the south, and although many undead are squeezed in, the land has returned to an eerie tranquility.

"It's not a short boat ride from Lordaeron to Kalimdor, it can take months to come and go, not to mention the fact that even if there is discipline in a natural disaster, there are many troubles for an entire army to cross the ocean, and we have time to relax before Arthas returns."

When asked by Vanilla about the progress of her plan to kill a thousand undead, Loria replied, thinking that she had been carried by a bronze dragon and quickly flew half the world, and now thought that it must have used some strange magic to bring the two continents so close.

Anyway, it's better to read a book quietly.

Lying lazily in her tent, Miss Loria was flipping through the parts of the Holy Book that recorded shadow spells. (To be continued.) )