Ereda, a noble race of peace-loving and knowledge-hungry, was led by three great leaders - the prophet Veron, the prophet Kil'gardan, and the prophet Akmund. However, after being seduced by Sargeras, Ereda was left with only one prophet, Veron, while the other two became Kilgardan the Fraudster and Akmund the Polluter.

The Prophet Velun called the fallen Eredar Man'ari - the terrible error in the Areda language, the twisted, the wicked, the dirty. And to call himself Draeni - meaning exile.

To be honest, I don't know what race Calvin is, Manari? Nasrezm? I really didn't know anything, I just looked at Calvin with a few strange strands of whiskers on his chin and said those words.

Luckily, I guessed right, and while I don't know why Manari has wings and red skin, I guessed right, as evidenced by Calvin's anger.

Sylvanas looked at Calvin with a dagger in hand as if he were a dead man, and I thought that Sylvanas might really wish that Calvin would rush over so that she could justifiably slaughter this monster who didn't know what to respect.

Calvin didn't rush out, and when he saw Sylvanas protecting me like a calf, he knew he didn't have a chance—the few pieces behind him weren't going to help him fight the Banshee King as an ally.

Calvin spat heavily on the ground, "Tiny undead, don't let me meet you alone, or you will die a miserable death." ”

I don't care at all about Calvin's threat, buddy will rebel with Queen Xi soon, are you still afraid of you, the general of the defeated army? What a joke.

"Disgusting broken-tailed beast, spineless red-skinned monster, I won't be afraid of you!" I said in a pretentious manner.

Calvin was half by me again, he stomped his foot twice, gave me a resentful look, and then turned his head and left with his "men", I thought, he must not have been very quiet this day.

As the demons drifted away, the shadow over my head vanished, and the demons put too much pressure on me until they disappeared from my eyes, and I didn't know where I had the courage to confront Calvin.

"Boy, I can't see it, you're quite bone-like!" Sylvanas said as she walked.

I wiped a handful of cold sweat from my head, only carrion, and said with some fear: "Where, I was really scared half to death at that time, I didn't know what I thought at the time, and actually scolded Calvin." ”

Sylvanas kicked a stone from under his feet and said, "The mud can't hold up the wall, and as soon as I praised you, you coaxed again." ”

I was silent, my pride was slightly struck again, I didn't want to talk to Sylvanas, the queen was too bad to talk, I was blind enough to stand up for her.

"Smack!"

Obviously, I was slapped by Sylvanas again, and I couldn't understand why such a noble, lonely and cold queen had to be more serious than my broken head.

"You're not happy to say two words about you? If you don't have the strength to be a hero, if I hadn't been there just now, Calvin would have killed you a thousand times. ”

I muttered, "Isn't that angry for you?" Otherwise I will provoke him? ”

Sylvanas stopped talking, and there was no expression on her face, she looked cold and heartless, I can't guess what was going on in her heart? Angry, angry, or humiliated? I couldn't guess and didn't dare to speak again.

The scene fell into a dead silence all of a sudden, and neither of us paid any attention to the other, but walked in silence towards the royal city of Lordaeron.

After a long time, just when I couldn't help but find something to talk about, Sylvanas said, "You need to hurry up and train now and strive to reach the second rank or above, otherwise you won't be able to help me at all." ”

Sylvanas's words stirred in my heart for a long time, Second Order? Is it level ten or twenty? Forgive me for my somewhat messy brain, it's so rotten.

I know that in the past, the characters in the game were graded, but in some official novels, there is no such thing as rank, so when I came to this world, I didn't know how to divide the strength here, according to magic? Or power? Or is it speed, or is it simply prestige - hero?

"How many levels is the second order?" I asked out loud.

Sylvanas was confused by my question, maybe she had never heard of the word level, she tilted her head and thought about it, and explained to me: "The second order is the second order, if you insist on saying the level, it should also be the second level!" ”

As soon as I heard this, my head grew big, and I quickly said, "Forget it, just talk about the second order you said, can you tell me how this second order came about?" ”

Sylvanas seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and she said briskly: "Rank is a broad criterion for Azeroth to measure personal strength, from the first order to the sixth order, each level of advancement, the strength will be very different, for example, you are a first-order walking corpse, and your strength is so low that even an ordinary human can beat you." ”

I listened to Sister Xi's words, and I was still interested at first, but when she said that in the end, I was suddenly bored, what can an ordinary human be able to defeat me? In any case, it takes a bold and careful strong man to barely defeat me!

Sylvanas glanced at me and said, "Don't believe it, with a walking corpse like you who moves slowly and has little strength, if someone with a little courage comes in, you will definitely not be able to defeat others." What's more, most people have seen the undead now, and they don't fear the undead as much as they used to, so you're at the bottom of Azeroth. ”

Don't hit people so hard, the more I listen to it, the more bitter it becomes, ordinary people can knock me down, woo~~~ Who is so miserable with me? Not to mention being dressed as an undead, the strength is still at the bottom.

Sylvanas continued, "However, you don't have to be presumptuous, your own development potential is quite good, I have never seen a low-level walking corpse who can wake up with such clarity of mind as you. Even a large part of them do not have a single thought from death to life, and then from life to death. ”

Although I was still classified as a "low-level walking corpse" by Sylvanas, I still ignited a spark of hope, how to say that my brother also crossed over, how to say that my brother also reported his thighs at the first time, and how to say that my brother's bones are also different......

With so much "how to say", I firmly believe that my future will not be dull.

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