"It sounds exciting, but can I really trust you?" Ned's promise doesn't sound like a problem, but Ozan is obviously a little uneasy about Ned's sincerity, after all, Ned has a long history, and he said before that he would hand over all the orcs to Ozan to deal with, but now there are only some old, weak, sick and disabled left, to be honest, killing these orcs who can't live long at a glance won't give Ozan much satisfaction. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Of course, do you know what is the biggest difference between me and the Mage Council? I'll just set you the goal of the mission, and I don't care how you complete it or how many people you killed during the process, as long as you complete the mission on time and according to the requirements, that's fine. Ned said, turning a few of the orcs who wanted to escape into sheep, and then motioned for Ozan to do it himself.

Ozan nodded at first, he needed such a degree of freedom, but then his face changed slightly, and he suddenly reacted, this is not a sign of trust, on the contrary, this kind of pure exchange of interests, and in the end all he gets is betrayal, so he questioned in a low voice: "This sounds like those mercenaries." ”

Mercenaries are not a high-class profession, in Azeroth, mercenaries have always been made up of barbarians such as jackals, kobolds, and fishmen, who are responsible for the dirty work, and when something goes wrong, they are often thrown out as scapegoats.

"That's right, but I've positioned you as a field commander, and you can command a squad on a mission, so you can rest assured that we won't give you an overly dangerous mission!" Ned was well aware of Ozan's doubts, but he didn't intend to restrict Ozan on this, after all, if Ned really wanted to deal with Ozan and just do it, he didn't need to bother with it at all.

"Are you assigning the members of the team, or am I the ones I choose?" Ozan didn't think of this, he was still calculating, of course, he couldn't be blamed for this, after all, Ned's sudden change of face before really hurt Ozan so much that Ozan couldn't fully trust Ned until now.

"If you want to pick your own, it's great! We can also save some workload. Ned spread out his hands, his attitude was so sincere that it even made Ozan wonder if the High Elf in front of him was a little schizophrenic.

But after hesitating for a long time, Ozan finally decided to agree to Ned's invitation, after all, Ozan was actually not having a good time in Dalaran at this time, and the Mage Council had not relaxed its monitoring of Ozan all the time, and the eyes of his colleagues also made Ozan feel like a thorn in his back, "Maybe it would be better to change the environment, right?" Ozan thought to himself.

"You won't regret your decision!" Ned smiled and held out a hand, shaking it with Ozan.

By the time Ned and Ozan returned to the search team's makeshift camp, it was midnight, and most of the battlemages and gnol-druids had already slept, but there were still mages and druids on the night watch, and Narris, uh, Sandra, sitting around the campfire barbecuing something.

"You're finally back, how's it going? Found the orcs? Sandra immediately noticed the returning Ned, and she trotted up to meet him, grabbed Ned's arm, and asked with an innocent look on her face.

"I found it, but for some reason, we fought them all and killed them all before coming back." Ned smiled wryly and turned to the side, revealing behind him a coyote druid pulling a crude sled, on which was Ozan who was dying and wounded.

"Call the doctor! Lord Ozan's injuries are very serious! The battlemages who had come to greet Sandra gasped when they saw Ozand's plight and hurried to find the doctor, while the rest of the battlemages dragged Ozan to the warm tent that had just been vacated.

The military doctor who was sleeping was woken up a little roughly, he first measured Ozan's heartbeat, and then he took out a large bundle of bandages and began to bandage Ozan on his body, and soon Ozan was bandaged like an ethereal merchant, but even so the old military doctor's face was still extremely serious.

"I've done my best, but the cold temperature and massive blood loss put him in danger of dying at any moment!" The doctor told his assistants to take care of Ozan before stepping out of the tent and speaking to the mages waiting outside.

"Is there no way?" The battle mages hurriedly asked, these young people who don't know the details still have a good impression of Ozan as a battle hero, except for a few spies who were sent by the Mage Council to spy on Ozan .

"There is still a way, if you teleport Lord Ozan to Dalaran right now, there is still a high chance of saving his life." The old medic said he had done his best, but that he might be able to resuscitate Ozan by sending him to the professional doctor in Dalaran.

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and send him to Dalaran! If he drags it any longer, he'll be dead! Ned said eagerly, his performance made the battle mages who were originally a little dissatisfied with him also changed, this high elf usually has nothing to do except show affection, but after something really goes wrong, it is still quite reliable.

"Well, but our teleportation mark is disposable, so once you teleport Lord Ozan to Dalaran, you won't be able to come back!" Battlemages are in a dilemma, after all, when the lives of their teammates conflict with the mission, whether to give up the mission or give up the lives of their teammates has always been the most common and least desirable dilemma for battlemages.

"It's okay, the work here has been basically completed, and those orcs have been solved by us!" However, Ned's answer dispelled the concerns of these battle mages, since the mission had been completed, so this kind of troublesome multiple-choice question did not actually exist, and such an answer undoubtedly relieved most battle mages.

"You've all solved our goals? Do you have any evidence to prove all of this? A battlemage stood up to question Ned's answer, after all, Ned didn't look like a powerful archmage on the outside, and Ozan was dying and couldn't confirm what Ned said was true or false, so it was only natural that Ned would be questioned.

"I didn't collect evidence, Ozan was badly injured, and I had to rush him back for treatment, so there was no time to collect evidence!" Ned shrugged his shoulders with a helpless expression that made the battlemages even more suspicious.