At the end of January 21 of Dark Gate, the weather was still cold, and even colder was the threat from the Scourge Legion.

It has been nearly four months since the destruction of Dalaran, and the combined forces of humans and dwarves have besieged the Scourge in Gilneth and Dysom, and the Knights of the Silver Hand, led by the Lightbringer Uther, have cleared the undead of the hills of Hillsbrad and recaptured the town of Southsea two months ago.

The Union army has set up a defense in this town, but the refugees are afraid to return here, because in the past two months, the Scourge has attacked it more than 10 times, the Crypt Demon has emerged from the depths of the earth, the gargoyles and even the frost dragon have flown over the mountains and oceans, and often there are ghostly warships with a large number of undead.

Although the coalition forces repelled attack after attack, under such a threat, no one wanted to survive here, except for certain merchants who took risks for profit, and adventurers.

Because of Count Nicholas's proposal a few months ago, all human countries have come up with a lot of wealth to recruit adventurers, and any adventurer can kill demons or undead in exchange for gold and silver coins, and even standard military supplies, as well as more expensive magical items.

1 silver coin for a skeleton, 5 silver coins for a zombie, 1 gold coin for a ghoul, and 10 gold coins for an abomination......

If you have what it takes to deal with gargoyles or frost dragons in the sky, you're good because they can be exchanged for magic items!

As for those elites with names and surnames, and even boss-level undead, the price is even higher, and countries have directly released bounty lists, clearly marked prices, such as Death Knight Sassarian, Black Witch Farina, and Plaguebringer North.

Each name on the bounty list represents a large number of gold coins, precious magic items, as well as titles and titles of a certain country or organization.

The first place in the bounty order is Alsace.

If you have the power to kill him and bring his head and frost sorrow, you'll not only get a whopping 100,000 gold coins, a full set of epic magic items from the Sunstrider Treasury and the Dalaran Treasury, but you'll also receive the Marquis of Lordaeron and a town in the Hillsbrad Hills, the Eastern and Western Plaguelands, or the Tirisfaring Glades!

The temptation that cannot be refused, attracts too many adventurers. Even in the southern Stormwind Kingdom, there are many adventurers and mercenaries who have come here, and some veterans and knights who have been unarmored for many years, as well as some declining nobles, have also recruited warriors, set up one adventure team after another, and mercenary teams have come to the Lordaeron continent.

So far, more than ten adventurers have received the title of "Knight", several adventurers have become "knights", and some have even been canonized by Queen Kalia herself, with a box of gold coins and a "baronial title", to some abandoned farm in the northern part of the Tirisfal glade, which is already his fiefdom!

All this is inspiring and intense adventurers who lick blood from the knife edge.

In this world, there are warriors who are not afraid of death, and there are poor people who are hungry and cold and willing to fight hard!

When the adventurers came here, they found that it was not as dangerous as they imagined.

Large-scale undead naturally have coalition forces to fight against, and they only need to follow behind to pick up the leaks. They can also hunt in small groups of undead on their own, and as for the individual undead scattered all over the place, many adventurers can hunt them by themselves!

The undead are not as terrible as they seem.

As long as you don't provoke the horrible Abominations, Ghouls, or Crypt Demons or Gargoyles, ordinary skeletons or zombies are actually easy to deal with. Buy a silver coin and a small bottle of holy water from a priest or paladin, and if you aim at it, you can destroy a skeleton, two or three bottles can kill a zombie, and if you pour it on a weapon, you can kill even more!

Even if you are really accidentally injured, as long as you pour holy water on the wound and endure a little pain, you will be fine, and you will still be a good man after bandaging it.

The treasures from the treasury of the Sunseekers have given the leaders of various countries enough confidence to fight against the undead, and according to the current trend, it may continue for three or five years, or even longer.

Nanhai Town Hotel.

Since the coalition forces recovered Nanhai Town and settled in, it has become the adventurer center of the entire Hillsbrad Hills, and the Nanhai Town Inn, which was originally not too big, has now expanded five times in size, and is even much larger than the town hall, enough to accommodate hundreds of adventurers at the same time.

Humans, dwarves, and even a small number of dwarfs and goblins, small inns are full of visitors from all over the world, and even Master Don Quixote, who saw a business opportunity, brought the newly established "Wind Moon Circus" here, providing adventurers with different performances every day.

During this time, the money earned by the "Wind Moon Circus" is said to have made the "Dark Moon Circus" red-eyed.

While watching the performance, the adventurers discussed the day's harvest, the current battle situation, or the mess.

Today, something special.

Because there are two pieces of news that have arrived here from far away Lordaeron.

"Have you heard? Old Mograini is now imposing, and now a legendary paladin! A human adventurer, dressed in tattered armor, picked up a glass of low-quality barley wine and drank it, then wiped his mouth and said mysteriously.

"Jack, you just know? Hehe, in fact, I heard the news yesterday, old Mograini became a legendary paladin a week ago, and it is said that that night, the entire Terrisfa Monastery was illuminated by holy light, and even the Pillar of Light could be seen in the Valley of the Hearth! A vendor asked for a glass of rum and then raised his glass to the others: "I just came from Dalaran!" ”

"Dalaran? I heard that the rebuilding has already begun? Tsk, those masters are generous, Carlos, you make a lot of money! When you become a big businessman, don't forget us! Some people were envious, and there was some pantothenic acid in their words.

"Alright, cowardly Marlin! I'll earn a few gold coins at most on a trip, and you're also a beginner warrior recognized by the coalition, so if you really take a risk and fight, you'll earn more than me by killing a few undead! Carlos took the rum from the waiter's hand, took a sip, and whispered "mixed with water again", then shook his head and said, "I also brought another news: little Mograini has also passed the internal test and become a high-level paladin, and I heard that he is already the next Grand Lord of the Abbey of Tirisfa!" ”

"Little Mograine? You mean Renault? I've heard that old Mograini didn't treat him well at all, and he became a high-ranking paladin? Really? Someone questioned it again.

"Amazing! The people in their family are amazing! Jack laughed, then suddenly lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Have you heard of the bet between Count Nicholas and old Mograini?" ”

"Gamble? Jack, you're outdated again! We've known this news for a long time! The timid Marin seemed to show that he was not timid at all, and exclaimed, "What do you know! I'll tell you, this bet was not known to many people before, that is, it was rumored within the Knights of the Silver Hand, and old Mograini strictly forbade it to be public! Now it suddenly poked out, making it seem like the whole world knew about it, and someone must have deliberately spread it! ”

"Who spread it?" Jack drank, not to be outdone, and slapped the table and yelled.

"Hey, hey! Who else could it be! Marin sneered: "Who else can there be besides that guy Renault!" ”

Renault!

The eldest son of the Mograini family, the first in line to the throne of that ancient family!

In fact, everyone is not stupid, as soon as this news is poked out, coupled with the news that Old Mograini has advanced to the legend and Renault has become a high-level paladin, these are linked together, and a discerning person will know what is going on.

It's definitely Renault!

He always felt that he was better than his brother "Darian", but old Mograini loved his brother, and anyone would be unhappy when it was their turn.

Now that his younger brother has gone to the continent of Kalimdor, his life and death are uncertain, and he has become a high-level druid, obviously he is the future of the Mograine family, and now he is arrogant, and the old Mograine has been more serious to him recently, so his style of acting is no longer as cautious as before, and he has become bold.

In fact, this is nothing at all, sending people to let off some wind and get some public opinion, it can't be to build momentum for yourself.

Everyone knows that after the coalition regained Nanhai Town, Lord Uther, the Lightbringer, was recalled by Queen Kalia to Lordaeron, and now the one who sits in Nanhai Town on behalf of the Knights of the Silver Hand is Renault recommended by Old Mograine.

He is just a new high-level paladin, neither his status nor prestige is enough, stepping on his younger brother whose life and death are unknown, this is normal, everyone understands in their hearts, there is nothing to say.

So for Marin's words, everyone laughed and didn't say anything.

Carlos, the vendor, shook his head and glanced at a person in the corner not far away, feeling a little strange.

The man was dressed in tattered armor, but he didn't even have a weapon, only a pair of good-looking gloves, which had been taken off and set aside.

He came here half an hour and asked for a glass of rum, and then he had been huddled in the innermost and darkest corner, but until now the wine had not even moved.

If you don't want to drink, why are you here?

Seeing that everyone didn't care about what he said, Marin became more and more energetic, and his voice became louder and louder, shouting that Renault was not kind.

If you want to promote that you don't matter, why do you want to step on your own brother?

And even the respected Count Nicholas stepped on it together, the character is too bad!

Bang!

Suddenly, the door of the inn was kicked in, and the biting cold front was wrapped in snowflakes, and everyone turned their heads to look, and then immediately shut up.

Because the one who came was a paladin!

The paladin's eyes were sharp, a pair of eyes stared at Marin, the timid Marin hurriedly shrank his neck, the strength of the wine was gone, and his legs trembled.

"Dare to slander Lord Renault behind your back? I think you're looking for death! The next moment, the paladin quickly rushed in front of Marin, and the knee wrapped in steel heavy armor slammed into Marin's body, knocking Marin flying!

Poor Marin fell to the ground, smashed a table and two chairs, clutched his stomach and endured the pain, beads of sweat the size of beans came out of his face, but he didn't say a word!

"Humph! Lord Renault took office for two months and killed more than 500 undead with his own hands! These include five Crypt Demons, seven Ghouls, and two Abominations! He's already a knight of the kingdom, and he's about to be made a baron! Darian? What is he? A minor child! The half-year deadline is coming up, and Darien has only killed a few undead? ”

The paladin strode forward, stared at Marin, and said in a cold voice: "If I don't teach you a lesson, you don't know awe!" I won't kill you, but at least I'll leave you with a mark that you will remember for the rest of your life! ”

The next moment, he swung his great sword and slashed at Marin's right arm!

Carlos, the vendor, was a little unbearable and felt that this was not good, but although he had just come to Nanhai Town, he had also heard that Renault was very domineering and extreme, and several people who had already collided with him had been punished, so it was better not to speak out.

He thought no one would make a sound, but suddenly he saw a hand.

A hand suddenly raised, slashing through an afterimage, tightly gripping the downward blade, the steel-like arm did not move at all, not a drop of blood dropped, the mortal flesh and blood body was able to block the steel greatsword that the dwarf craftsman had been tempered thousands of?

How can it be!

"Because a word will cut off someone's arm? Has the current paladin forgotten the rules of the Silver Hand? The owner of that hand raised his head, revealing a face that was young but full of vicissitudes: "Or are you one of the special cases?" ”