"Alright, alright! Don't be angry! ”

"I'm not angry, Lotherma, I just wanted to beat you up. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Belmont clenched his fists and looked at the regent in front of him with an unkind face.

"Ahem, don't I make it all up to you?"

"It's not a matter of not making amends, Lotherma!" Belmont said solemnly, "It's just trying to hit someone." ”

"I'll give you Oberline's Soul Breaker!"

"Deal!"

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"Have you really decided to go? Belmont! ”

"Ahh After all, I'm going to Northrend to settle accounts with the Lich King, and on top of that, I have to go to Gotick and thank him for all these years of 'care' and 'cultivation'! ”

"Be careful, then! Friend. Lotherma sighed. I'm afraid I can't help you much! ”

"I don't need it anyway, too much help, old friend." Belmont shrugged and said. "What's more, there are still many of our people in the Knights of the Black Blade, aren't they! I'll have to tell them that our race is still willing to accept us street children. At least the current regent is willing to accept us. ”

"Alright then, old friend!"

"An-la! Ann! I'm pretty powerful now, and even if the Windranger General comes, I'm afraid I'm no match for me. ”

"The general in your mouth is already the banshee king of the forsaken." Lotherma said impatiently, "She's ....... now I've been carried away by revenge........ I'm worried that Sylvanas won't. It's no longer the general we are familiar with. It's a monster in the cloak of a Windranger! ”

"Believe me, friend, the general will understand one day." Thinking of one day in the future, after the return of the legion, the banshee king who became the chief of the tribe. Belmont opened her mouth to comfort her, "She is just lost in hatred and loneliness now, and one day, he will find himself again." ”

"I hope so!"

"That's right, Lotherma. Did you know that there is an inn in Silvermoon City called Traveler's Dreamland? ”

"I know, what's wrong?"

"That's great, tell me where. I've got to go have a drink, and by the way, deliver something to a compatriot. ”

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A traveler's dreamland

Silvermoon City, an inn located in the Garden Market.

As one of the main cities of the tribe, Silvermoon City is not like Orgrimmar, where a large population is gathered. The elves prefer a peaceful environment, especially in recent years, the kingdom of Quel'Salas, which has been suffering constantly, also needs a quiet place for the people of the kingdom to ease their hearts.

Traveler's Dreamland is just such a fitting place.

It's elegantly decorated, with drinks and food, provided you have money, and of course, the elves are not short of money.

Pushing back the purple veil, Belmont walked into the inn called Traveler's Dreamland. In the hotel. Sindore elves sat at different tables and communicated with each other.

"Did you hear that? The Knights of the Black Blade broke free from the Lich King's control, and some of the Death Knights were freed. ”

"Yes, I heard that! Didn't Lord Regent make an announcement yesterday? Among those Death Knights, there are our people. ”

"Humph! They weren't our people, they were a bunch of undead monsters. ”

"Whether it's the Alliance or the Horde, there have been Death Knights back."

"A few days ago, wasn't there a Death Knight of Sindore who returned to Silvermoon City!"

"If you want me to say, these undead monsters can't be trusted. Just like those who have been forgotten! ”

"Wait! Look at that elf, isn't that .........?"

"Monster ........"

"Don't say that, it's our compatriots ....... anyway"

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Ignoring the gossip, Belmont walked straight to the front desk and sat down.

"Do you want something?" The female elf standing behind the wine table looked at Belmont and said.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Afraid of you? Because you're a death knight? The elf said coldly, "Aren't those forsaken the same?" At least in appearance, you're still exactly like us, aren't you? Although, I'm not sure if you're still my compatriot. ”

"I am an elf, an elf of Quel'Thalas." Belmont replied, "I have fought for this city, I was, I am, and I will be." Not only me, but also many of our compatriots who have not yet returned, are still longing to regain their share of the light of the Well of the Sun. ”

"Then why are you the only one back, Death Knight?"

"Me! It's just the first person to be mentally prepared, the others are not ready. Belmont shook her head and said, "At least, before we settle accounts with the guy who once spread the disaster to this land." My compatriots are not ready to face their families. ”

"Yes, then may the sun guide you, fellow!"

"Thank you, ma'am!"

"So, do you want something? If you can still drink it......."

"Bring me a glass of daylight aging, of course. I haven't tasted it in years. ”

The elf turned around and took out a black wine bottle and a glass.

"Sheng Hui, a cup of 5 standard gold coins." The elf filled the glass and placed it in front of Belmont.

"It's expensive!" Muttering, Belmont took out 5 gold coins from her bag and placed them in front of the elf.

Pick up the glass and look at the transparent glass, which has a pale orange drink. Belmont threw up his head and drank it down.

"It's a bit expensive, but it's worth the money!" Feeling the sun-kissed taste, Belmont exclaimed.

"By the way, ma'am, do you know a lady named Jovia?"

The female elf shook her body and asked, "What's the matter, what are you looking for her?" ”

"I have a brother who asked me to bring her an ornament." With that, Belmont pulled out the necklace that Saranoll had delivered from his bosom. "Before leaving, he told me to help him pass the necklace to a lady named Jovia. It is said that she is the owner of this Traveler's Dreamland Inn. ”

"He told me if I couldn't find it. So he buried the necklace in the land outside Silvermoon City. Still, it looks like I'm in luck! Isn't it? ”

"That...... Sir, can you, let me see ......" The female elf looked at the necklace in Belmont's hand and said tremblingly, "The necklace in your hand?" ”

"Yes!"

Taking the necklace from Belmont's hand, the elf gently stroked the somewhat dull appearance of the necklace, covered her mouth with one hand, and let out a low snort.

"Looks like I've come to the right place, haven't I?"

Saranore........ Sir, this is ....... Saranore, he's still alive, isn't he? How is he? ”

"Again, when he comes back from Northrend, ask him yourself!" Belmont smiled, "If you don't want to, can you give me another glass of daylight aging?" ”

Belmont raised her empty glass.