The Shadow Council reappeared among the orcs and quietly began its resurrection.

The siege battle was won too smoothly, and there was a faint sound from inside Stormwind. The voice of dissatisfaction with Lothar's monopoly of power came out quietly, and the source of the voice was not clear to anyone, and no one wanted to know it.

The United Council of Goblin Trade Kings has begun to rate the war between humans and orcs, and is ready to participate in the war, staining the numbers in their ledgers with the blood of others.

The dragons began to pay attention to the struggles of the little bugs, and soon they rated it as a small fight, and then ignored it, except for a few bronze dragons who continued to pay attention to it.

And all this has nothing to do with Ren Fan.

Heal the wounded soldier casually, and the powerful holy light makes the originally dying warrior pulse back in an instant, but unfortunately, even the holy light can't do anything about the arthropod soldiers. Seeing their companions jumping around and they may never be able to stand up again, many soldiers had a look of despair in their eyes.

But that's not what Ren Fan needs to care about. Their commanders, their generals, there are countless people who have countless ways to stop them from being sad and resentful, this is their strength, and they have no ability or need to interfere with it.

After curing the wounded soldiers, Ren Fan left the camp without greeting him. Although the military rules forbid him to enter and leave at will, no one was willing to stop this powerful and 'benevolent' priest.

In fact, Ren Fan is not the only one who does this, all the priests in the camp have no regard for the so-called rules, and they can come and go as they want. The rules of the camp do not work for these transcendent beings. No one wants to provoke a pastor, because they know very well that once they are seriously injured, their life and death are actually in the minds of this group of people.

Lazily walking through the streets of Stormwind, the war has long since left the streets without the hustle and bustle of the past, only a deserted hustle and bustle. Except for a few goblin shop staff, who are still tirelessly selling their unreliable products, there are not even any other pedestrians on the street.

Onexia, who came out of the shadows, walked next to Ren Fan and walked side by side with him, to be honest, she was a little baffled. This man will be selfless like an idiot for a while, and he will be selfish and fight with the group of green-skinned dwarfs. Sagacious? To be honest, Onexia really can't see it. It can even be said that sometimes his behavior and wisdom do not match at all. But when she thought about it, it seemed as if something important had been missed by her.

It's weird, it's weird, and in a way, it's really like what her father made her feel.

Onexia's pain can be felt by some of her father's pain. But what kind of circumstances made this guy what he is now? Truth be told, Onexia was really curious.

There were no words all the way, and the two of them had their own thoughts. Returning to his kennel and looking at the wooden door that was crooked and half-rested on the door frame, Ren Fan grinned. Carefully setting aside the wooden door, he stretched and threw himself on the bed, which was already sturdy, creaking and rattling.

Rolling her eyes, Onexia glared at Ren Fan, who had become abnormal (or normal) again, and then she realized why she had somehow followed this bastard to this broken house!

"I said, aren't you going to do something!"

Looking at the big sun still hanging in the air outside, Onexia said very dissatisfied. In this guy's current state, I can learn something from him! Don't say one, two, three, it is estimated that as soon as the old man is unhappy, he will get the deep rock continent to smash stones and play. Thinking of it, she had to be a good wife and mother, gritted her teeth, and pretended to be concerned and said to Ren Fan:

"Mr. Ren Fan, now that there are orcs everywhere outside the city, as a human being, haven't you thought of something! Don't you want to do something! Quick, humanity needs you, the world needs you! Mr. Ren Fan, you are not fighting for yourself, you are fighting for the entire Storm Kingdom, the entire human race! ”

Flirting his eyelids, he looked at Onexia with an inexplicable expression, Ren Fan muttered 'idiot', and then turned over and turned his head against the wall, looking disturbed.

"You, you...... It's all you humans who died in the battle outside, don't you see how many corpses are being lifted from the city! ”

"It's my business!"

Rolling his eyes, Ren Fan said a little impatiently. And listening to his words, Onexia's already not very good mood instantly became angry. jumped on the bed, pulled Ren Fan's clothes, and she pulled him under the bed violently.

"Hey, hey, you crazy, what are you doing!"

While grabbing the corner of the bed, Ren Fan said loudly.

"You bastard, do something for me!"

"What does it matter to you if I don't do anything!"

"Who said it's none of my business!" When Onexia said this, he suddenly became distracted, like pretending to be a powerful child, and Onexia didn't want others to know that he was afraid of his father. After a while, Ren Fan wrinkled his nose, rolled his eyes, and then rolled on the bed, returned to the corner of the bed, curled up with the quilt, and then began to fall asleep.

"You bastard, can't you hear me talking!"

The black dragon princess, who was pampered and raised by her brother since she was a child, and was taken care of and respected by the Black Dragon Legion, instantly became a little princess with a temper. Without saying a word, she pulled the big hood on Ren Fan's body and pulled it back, while Ren Fan held the foot of the bed and didn't let go. The wooden bed was dragged with a creaking sound, and then, with a bang, the wooden bed finally turned into fragments, and Ren Fan and Onexia also sat on the ground at once.

Slightly dumbfounded, Onexia looked at Ren Fan a little embarrassed, and then seemed to feel wrong, and her eyes instantly became vicious. At this time, the wall behind Ren Fan was suddenly woken up from the other side, and then, a trembling voice that seemed to be very old came.

"Young people...... Be careful not to be too intense, it's not good for your health...... The long flow of water is the right thing...... I'll go out first, you guys stay safe......"

Onixia, who was throwing and pulling Ren Fan's clothes, instantly turned red, and wanted to give Ren Fan a slap, but there was no reason to slap him. But looking at the cheap smile on his face, there is an urge to kill him, but the problem is that she may not be able to beat him! Gritting her teeth, Onexia tried to calm her mind, but in the end she could only scream angrily:

"Bastard, die!"

"Bastard, die!"

Meanwhile, in the Generalissimo's lounge, under the soundproof barrier, Lothar angrily slashed at a simple letter in front of him. The thin sheet of paper was torn to shreds in an instant. And beside him, the white-haired Khadgar also had a sad face.

The reason is simple: this letter is the reply to Lothar's letter of help to the six northern nations.

And the content of the reply letter is very simple, only four words:

"Forgive me!"