Chapter 472: I don't know what to see in the fog
This time put the statement in front:
It's true that the protagonist of this book is drunk, but this is an Azeroth novel after all, and in this world without dragon arrogance, there is no situation where only the protagonist is acting and everyone else is standing still, so many times I can only take the form of a multi-line narrative. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
And Nomi is also very important, very, very important!
But it doesn't matter, to reveal a point, many of the previous clues are about to be intertwined, the main role of the Song of Azeroth volume is to foreshadow and unfold, and now Drunken Wind is very busy (discussing with Gilness the many matters of joining the oath); The Coalition is busy (debating whether or not to besiege Orgrimmar); The tribe is busy (the conflict between hawks and doves is emerging, and the trolls are intriguing); The Oath is also busy (the Battle of Mount Hyjal hasn't slowed down yet).
There are probably a dozen more chapters, and this volume will end, and then the next volume will be the time for the storm.
Horde: Loctar! Charge and kill that alliance dog!
Alliance: Suffer death, greenskin, eat me and ride synergistically!
Oath: Don't fight, there's a demon here, let's kill him first!
That's pretty much itβthat's it!
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Nomi and Valella leave Ravenhold's office in a daze, holding their boxes, unable to figure out what it was.
Do you want to open it? But this sleek box had no keyhole, and no magic circleβhow could it be opened, just a sealed metal lump?
The two men, led by the servants, finally returned to the room prepared by Ravenhold.
Back in the room, Nomi looked at the metal bump and was a little angry.
"What the hell, I said I was a warrior monk, who has ever seen a warrior monk who can pick locks? Forget it, I'll go and tell him tomorrow that this major is not right, and let him go and hand it over to the right person to solve it! β
Wait a minute, the right person?
Nomi carefully recalled the explanation of the Duke of Ravenhold, and he did not seem to say that he had to solve it on his own - that is, it was possible to find someone to help and use tools.
Then Nomi rushed to find Valera.
Although Nomi didn't knock on the door, there was no discordant bloodshed, and Valera was fiddling with the box in her hand.
"Any ideas? The Duke didn't say he wouldn't let him cooperate. β
"Nope." Valera frowned and shook her head, "There are no mechanisms, I even suspect that it is a fake box made of a metal ingot carved with a few patterns, I dare say that if anyone uses this kind of box to keep their belongings, the tired thief will not be able to open it." β
"Why don't we try something rougher?" Nomi calmly pulled out a long sword, "How about splitting a sword with this dragon summoning?" β
"Don't!" Valera quickly stopped Nomi's crazy idea, "You'd better put that thing away - at least don't take it out while I'm around!" β
"So, a rebellious lady who ran away from home isn't lawless!" Nomi put away the dragon's summons and grinned, "Just kidding, the rough way I'm talking about is to breathe fire." β
"Aren't you afraid of anything in there that is afraid of high temperatures?"
"What if you're afraid? It's a big deal that I'm ruined, and then look at the structure of the box, according to the structure you open your one normally, how about it? β
"Okay." Valera reluctantly agreed with Nomi's idea, "Let's go out and find a safer place and give it a try!" β
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Unbeknownst to Nomi and Valera, when Nomi took out the dragon summon, Farad, who had been resting in his room, suddenly sensed something.
"Strange, why is there a master's breath? Could it be that this prince is not what I imagined? β
Farad didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly got up and went to look for Nomi, but the huge castle was full of people, and Farad didn't know where Nomi was arranged, so he could only ask around, and finally found nothing.
After all, the servants of this castle will only follow the orders of Duke Ravenhold.
After returning to his room, Farad began to redesign his plan, and if Nomi did have some connection with Deathwing that he didn't know about, then the whole plan would have to change a lot - at least not too roughly.
"It seems that you can add some normal ingredients to the training, give him some really useful skills, and by the way, also spy on his connection with the master."
"The time for the master's breath to appear just now is too short, this may have something to do with his state, you can try to get him into various states when training."
"Maybe the master left something behind him, and I didn't get the news because I didn't have enough permission, so I also had to hide my true identity so as not to interfere with the master's plan."
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While Farad was carefully calculating what to pay attention to for Nomi, the current Duke of Ravenhold, Jorazi Ravenhod, was secretly collecting information about Farad.
"Now it seems that Farad is not simple, even if Ravenhold has almost all the famous assassins in the world, but this Falad's past is still blank."
"Before, I thought that his strength was not enough, and the blank was just because the teacher was unknown, but now it seems that I was careless-I didn't expect that sitting in this position would actually feel like I was shrouded in a fog."
"I'm getting old and I'm not far from retiring, but I don't want to be a duke forced to retire!"
Finally, Duke Ravenhold, who had limited his determination, called the head maid and began to escalate his surveillance of Farad.
All this is like seeing flowers in the fog.
Nomi and Valera didn't see what Duke Ravenhold meant, and were still racking their brains for the box.
Farad had some misunderstanding with Nomi due to the call of the dragon, and he was spared.
Jorazi Ravenhold misunderstood what Farad meant, thinking that he coveted the position of Duke Ravenhold, so he began to be wary of his subordinates.
As night fell, after freeing the two unlucky squirrels who had been turned into squirrels, Nomi and Valera made their way to a deserted hill outside of Ravenhold Manor.
"Are you sure there are no Assassins watching us here?" Valera was unexpectedly nervous, "It always feels like someone is looking for us." β
"The really powerful guys have no grudges against us, and the guys who have had a holiday with us are a bunch of idiots who can't even handle the dwarf thief - calm!"
Nomi's theories have always been so "unassailable".