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And now, let's bring the perspective back to the drunken wind.

For Zuifeng, after learning about the Scarlet Crusade's Northern Expedition, his mission was already complete.

After the main force left, the Scarlet Crusaders were already extremely weak, as long as they went back to tell Talesa the news, and then unlocked the seal of Morning Dew, everything was settled!

Realizing this, Drunkard, Nomi, and the Postman began to scramble to gather up the Archive's materials before waiting for an opportunity to leave the Scarlet Crusaders.

Escaping is much easier than infiltrating - the archives have windows, and all you need to do is find a gap in the patrol and let Nomi leave with the two of them.

Nomi also lived up to expectations and directly brought out the drunken wind and the postman.

The poor Scarlet Crusader had no idea that some little creature who was flapping his wings in the sky with all his might had already led someone to get a clear picture of his own bottom!

The murmur and earthen pot that were waiting in place were already dying at this point.

It's been a long time since the three of them infiltrated, and with every minute and second, the hearts of the earthen pot and the murmur sink a little.

At this moment, the earthen pot finally realized that if the three people were really injured because they were discovered, then they might fall into a collapse because of guilt!

Then, he saw Nomi.

Nomi took Drunken Wind and the Postman out with difficulty, and after landing on the ground, he directly turned into the state of a panda man, and began to lie on the ground without any image, rolling his eyes and sticking out his tongue, looking like he was going to die.

Drunken Wind looked at Nomi, who was pretending to be dead, grinned, and whistled to call out to the young dragon who had brought him over.

"Things are going well, we'll go back to Dunhold to talk about the situation."

Although full of curiosity, the earthen pot and the murmur still nodded and agreed.

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In Dunhold, Drunken Wind tells Taresa in detail about all the files he saw in the Scarlet Crusader Archives, as well as his reasoning.

After listening to Drunken Wind's narration, Taresa was thoughtful.

"So everything is a bluff for the Scarlet Crusaders now?"

"It can be understood that way." Drunken Wind nodded, "The current Scarlet Crusaders are actually extremely weak, and after the main force left, they didn't come back. ”

Listening to the conclusion reached by the drunken wind, the earthen pot and the murmur finally couldn't help but cheer.

"In other words, you can unlock the seal of Morning Dew, and you don't have to worry about the Scarlet Crusader!"

"That's right." Talesa also nodded, "Then I'll help Chenlu break the seal!" ”

Drunken Wind and Nomi followed Talesa curiously, wanting to see what was going on with this seal, but Taresa hesitated slightly, but did not refuse.

In fact, the seal of Morning Dew is not very high-end.

A high concentration of holy light locked the dark ranger in a chain, and maintained a repentant posture.

Uther apparently didn't take a heavy hand, and the seal only restricted Morning Dew's movements, and did not cause her substantial damage.

And Talesha's method of clearing the seal was to make Drunken Wind frown secretly.

Pretty pure shadow energy!

These shadow energies subtly neutralized the Light—the chains of Light slowly softened and eventually broke under the Shadow's erosion.

When the entire chain broke, Morning Dew regained consciousness.

"Damn paladin, what did you do?!"

Chenlu subconsciously shouted, and then opened his eyes to see several familiar faces.

"Taresha-sama? Earthen pots? Whisper? I am back? ”

"Of course!" Murmur directly stepped forward and hugged Chenlu, "You're back!" ”

After a thousand thanks, Murmur, Morning Dew, Clay Pot, and the Postman finally left Taresha's abode, but Drunken Wind had no intention of saying goodbye.

"Sure enough, Lord Drunken Wind, you still found ......" Taresa shook her head, "In the past three years, I think I have made great progress, but there is still a huge gap between me and you. ”

"Don't be nervous." Drunken Wind smiled and shook his head, "Let me meet your teacher!" To be honest, I'm not biased against shadow energy. ”

"I believe in you." Taresa nodded, "My teacher had been looking for a chance to meet you for a long time, and he had wanted to ask for your help to get the Scarlet Crusader warriors back on the right path, but he didn't expect it to be too late. ”

As Taresa spoke, a figure took shape in the corner.

"Hello, Drunken Wind - it's an honor to meet you, I believe that if you had come to the Eastern Kingdom earlier, there would have been a high chance that there would have been a panda man among the paladins."

"No kidding, Archbishop." Drunken Wind shook his head, "I am destined to uphold the path of balance, to pursue the middle ground between the Light and the Shadows. ”

A hunched Forsaken finally walked in front of Drunken Wind.

"Introduce myself, my name is Alonsos Fao."

"Hello, Honorable Archbishop, I'm Drunken Wind Iron Palm."

Alonsos Fao?!

Nomi looked at the unsightly Forsaken in front of him with some surprise: a dark robe, not very clean; The skeleton is rickety, and it is balanced by the crutches of the staff; There was no strong momentum, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

But knowing the name, Nomi doesn't think it's a fragile soldier!

O Archbishop Fao!

Founder of the Silver Hand, teacher of the Lightbringer, greatest priest!

In Dalaran, as a young missionary, Fao once tossed a coin into the fountain.

"Hopefully, one day I will be able to spread the word of light to the common people and teach them the meaning of the three virtues."

Then, Fao fulfilled his promise with his life.

During the Orc War, in the face of the surging orcs, he and the priest stuck to the North County.

After the fall of Stormwind, he and the priests of Northshire helped the people of Stormwind escape north.

It was Fao who single-handedly trained the paladins and formed the Silver Hand!

And this great priest with outstanding achievements, after all, could not stand the time, and after the end of the Orc War, he was laid to rest in the Tirisfal glade, not far from the Scarlet Monastery.

And now Nomi saw not a Forsaken covered in Light, but a priest surrounded by pure shadows—a Shadow Priest!

"Archbishop Fao has appeared, is it the Forsaken who has any plans?" Drunken Wind stared at Fao tightly, "You're all finally awake?" ”

"Don't get me wrong." Fao shook his head, "We woke up, but we didn't want to disturb the living. ”

"But what if I say I want you to 'bother' a bit?"

"What?"

This time, it was Fao's turn to be dumbfounded.

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The author Jun returned from tooth extraction.

It hurts to death......

A deformed tooth was pulled out and wasted a lot of energy, and several stitches were required.

The second one is later, it hurts!