Chapter 3 A Queen of Non-Violence Is Not a True Queen

Finally, I met the long-awaited Queen Sylvanas, a charming woman who was enough to faint. Her slender figure was delicate and muscular, just like her slender body. She was covered in the green of the forest or the brown of oak, a light armor over her shirt, shorts, a hooded cloak thrown behind her, long blonde hair caged under the hood, and a pair of leather gloves wrapped around her elbow-up arms, like boots that protected her knees. A rapier hung from her hip on one side, a pouch and horn on the other, and she carried a longbow and a full quiver behind her, full of strength and grace.

"Pastor Carl Sunset, I don't care what backstage you have in Silvermoon City, even His Majesty the King, here, you must follow my orders, understand?"

Well, it's very majestic, very leader-like, worthy of being a ranger general, although I don't know what it will look like after becoming a queen in the future, but for now, it has begun to take on the aura of a big man, and it may be that the previous dismount failed, resulting in a somewhat deliberate tone and face of his current speech.

"Of course, the duty of a soldier is to obey orders." Karl also said in a solemn tone, It's a pity that I'm not a soldier.

Sylvanas's eyes lit up, he didn't expect this guy to say such philosophical and practical words, he couldn't let this guy underestimate him, and was about to use his experience in the march to bluff this guy, but he saw Carl as if he had entered his own house, walked to his place and sat down, and looked around curiously.

"You"

"Alright, don't pretend." Carl interrupted Sylvanas, the smug smile on her face made her hateful, and she had an urge to rush up and pinch hard, "I suddenly remembered that the teacher and you are good friends, judging from the situation during the day, it should be my "good teacher" who told you about my inquiry about the general's deeds, isn't it, auntie." ”

"Bang" Carl covered his forehead and looked at Sylvanas, who was a little angry, it seems that no matter how long a woman lives, age will always be an untouchable forbidden area.

Sylvanas propped her hands on the table and looked down at Carl.

"I've heard Liadline say that her new disciple is a clever little ghost, and now it seems that this is indeed the case, I have to follow the advice of my good friend to exercise and train you well, what do you think, little ghost?"

"Okay" Carl felt that his eyes were completely attracted by the two snow-white peaks in front of him and the deep ravine in the middle, "It's so big"

Sylvanas smiled slightly, but then heard the words that followed, and then followed Karl's gaze, and saw that the hateful imp was staring at his chest in confusion, and then stood up and flew a kick, and Karl flew out like a cannonball.

Looking at the guy humming on the ground, Sylvanas felt a little hot on her face, and her heartbeat suddenly panicked, which she had never felt like she had ever felt calm and well, so the embarrassed Sylvanas rushed over again and punched Carl who was pretending to be dead on the ground.

An hour later, when Karl walked into Sylvanas's tent with a bruised nose and swollen face, rumors spread in the camp that Carl Sunset, who loved the sun and had various titles, confessed to the Rangers' most respected general, and then was beaten violently.

Unfortunately, early the next morning, when Carl appeared at the camp in high spirits, the rangers looked like they had seen the undead, especially the rangers who saw Carl's blue nose and swollen face last night rubbed their eyes vigorously, and then had an impossible expression.

Karl smiled brightly at the crowd, revealing two rows of neat white teeth, but the rangers felt like a cold wind blowing through their bodies, and they shivered in unison, watching Karl walk into Sylvana's tent with a figure-eight step.

The rangers looked at each other, confusion in their eyes.

At this time, with a cold snort from the camp tent, everyone saw Carl, who had just entered triumphantly, suddenly flew out of the camp tent like an arrow, with a huge "bang", and when the smoke and dust cleared, our Pastor Carl threw himself on the ground like a dead dog, motionless, and the rangers immediately laughed.

Gathered in the camp with the ranger captains, everyone looked at the gray-faced Carl who wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, one by one his face turned red, Carl looked at Sylvanas with a cold face, his face was innocent, who knew that you only changed your clothes at this time, besides, the two sisters at the door didn't stop me.

Deserve! Sylvanas saw that Carl still dared to look at him with innocent eyes, and a murderous aura flashed in his eyes: If you dare to talk nonsense

I didn't see anything. Karl hurriedly handed over a begging look, but what appeared in his mind was a graceful and perfect jade body, stop, stop, Carl shook his head fiercely, not daring to look at Sylvanas again.

"Ahem, ahem, now that we're all here, then, Haduron, tell me about the latest information the scouts have gotten." Sylvanas Road.

"According to the information of the scouts ahead, there is a team of trolls who seem to be performing some kind of ritual, due to the number of trolls, our scouts can't get too close, they can only see a tall altar from a distance, and at the same time, the scouts also found that many troll squads are hunting down wild beasts in large numbers."

After hearing about Hadurun's situation, everyone whispered, and Lotherma nodded, "So it seems that the trolls must be holding a blood sacrifice, Lord General, we need more detailed information." ”

Sylvanas thought for a moment, then began to give orders.

"Hadurun, you continue to lead the Far Traveler scouts to reconnoiter the information of the altar, be careful not to expose it, the other teams will send scouts to reconnoiter the surrounding situation, and the others will march towards the target, we will wipe out those evil guys this time."

Sylvanas waved his hand, looking like everything was in my palm, the ranger captains were also enthusiastic, gearing up, ready to fight, trolls are the mortal enemies of the elves, the two sides have been fighting for thousands of years, hatred has been planted in the bone marrow, and they will not miss any opportunity to hit each other.

"Pastor Karl, aren't you going to change your gear, this is not a child's game." Sylvanas saw that Karl was still dressed as a ranger with a great sword on his back, and said to him solemnly.

Karl saw the seriousness in Sylvanas's eyes, shook his head heavily, looked at Sylvanas with a determined look, and said, "Thank you for the general's concern, I promise that such equipment will not affect my spell casting." With that, he threw a priest's primary healing technique directly at Lotherma, and Lotherma was suddenly shrouded in a strong light.

Sylvanas and the Ranger Captains were surprised, although they were Ranger and hated and couldn't get used to spellcasters, but the priests still had a good relationship with them, so they still knew how to cast spells, although Carl only cast a primary healing technique, but no low-level caster could cast it directly like him, and the power of this holy light was still so strong, almost reaching the level of advanced healing. The rangers' eyes changed when they saw Carl, they didn't expect that this guy who only knew how to bask in the sun all day long, and the priest was not like a priest, and his spellcasting methods were so clever, and everyone felt blushing when they recalled the words that had ridiculed him, and they gritted their teeth, this guy is really hateful, obviously has such superb spell-casting skills, and he is dressed like a warrior If they come to Huaxia, they will know that this practice is called pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Sylvanas looked at Carl with a calm face, although she had heard Liadline praise her little disciple for how outstanding and talented she was, she only regarded it as a compliment from the teacher to her students, until she witnessed Carl's spell casting just now, and then she understood that what Liadelin said was not an exaggeration at all, and even had reservations, this little ghost was a natural spellcaster, Rao couldn't get used to those mages, and she also felt that it was really a waste of Carl's talent.

Shaking his head, he cleared out the chaos of his thoughts and gave Carl an admiring look, "Okay, since you insist, so be it, let's go!" ”