In the northernmost part of the Sodoril River, of course, is the historical residence of Tirio Fortin, and I vaguely remember that there was a small cabin in which there was a benevolent and righteous old knight. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, that place was long ago occupied by me and Tyran? Fording had rummaged through the huts, not to mention the wooden houses, and had been watching Tyran Fording all the time I had been away, so I was not at all sure that Tirio Fording would be found in the northernmost part of the Sodoril River.

But then again, if I don't go there, do I have anywhere else to go? Azeroth is thousands of miles away, and finding a reclusive person is no worse than looking for a needle in a haystack.

So, if you want to find Tirio Fortin, it is definitely the first and only stop, otherwise you will have to send a notice to the world to find Tirio Fortin.

Onexia was fast, and in two hours we saw the Sodoril River, and then we searched all the way north along the endless river.

The Sodoril River originates from the eastern plague to the northern mountains, winds several times, flows to the western plague land, and then merges several rivers in the mountains of the western plague land and the endless sea, and finally develops into a great river about ten meters wide and more than ten meters deep.

Our arrival did not have any effect on the Sodoril River, not even the plague of God, at least not on the river at the bottom of the mountain, where the water was still clear and the fish were still cheerful.

"Why do you keep clinging to my father being here? I've been here many times, but not once has I been able to find my father, not even a single person. Tyran Fording was full of disappointment.

I was also in a bad mood when I looked at the great river that flowed out of the mountain stream, which was already the end of the Sodoril River in a broad sense, and if I went any further, I would enter the mountains, which, to be honest, were not suitable for human life, and were full of thorns, wild beasts, and dangerous mountains, and no one would think of running there.

Without answering Tyran Fordin, my eyes were fixed on the banks of the river that were still relatively flat beneath my feet, hoping to find even the slightest trace of humanity, but, after half an hour, I was disappointed that I had found nothing.

Tyran Ferding and Bridget had long since lost their patience, and sat on Onexia's back without a word of small talk, but I still did not give up, and said to Onexia: "Let's go, let's go to the mountains, we must find that old bastard of Tirio Ferding today." ”

"Hey!" Onexia sighed, and flew towards the depths of the mountain.

Entering the mountain, I came to a real no-man's land, and here I have to be glad that Onexia is a dragon, and he followed him with a dead face today, otherwise it would be a fool's dream to enter the mountain.

In this season, the flowers and trees in the mountains have withered, leaving only bare tree trunks and grassy mountains, the view is broad, you can see the mountains under your feet, but this place is really not suitable for human habitation, let alone living, and seclusion is impossible.

The reason is that the mountains here are too high and steep, one after another, there is not much buffer between the mountains, most of them are bottomless abysses, except for some wild animals that have lived here for generations, there is nothing to breathe, and as for the human tracks, there is no trace of people at all.

It was getting dark, and my eyes were no longer strong enough to see the mountains at my feet, and there were dark shadows everywhere I looked, "Onexia, you're looking for it, well, follow the river." ”

Onexia shook her head slightly, but still obeyed my orders and flew through the mountains.

A few hours later, the millstone-sized moon gradually rose in the east, and the mist over the Plaguelands did not affect the mountains in any way, so when the moon rose, the mountains were covered in a layer of silver radiance.

Tyran Fording and Bridget were drowsy, and I looked at the snow-covered mountains and pondered, to find it or not to find it, to find it, can Tirio Fording unite all of Azeroth as it has been in history? If it can't be found, will Azeroth really be destroyed?

The brain is a little confused, you must know that the Lich King in this world was not driven away by Tirio Fortin, and similarly, Tirio Fording has no chance to play the role of savior when the Scourge Legion attacks the Chapel of Light's Wish, without this foil, can he, an old man who has been deprived of the glory of the Paladin, still play a role in turning the tide?

Not for sure, too hard to imagine.

"Sunwind, let's leave, three hundred miles into the mountains, Tirio? There's no way Ferding could have gone that far. Onexia suddenly spoke and pulled me back from my contemplation.

I took a deep look at the vague mountains and said in a deep voice, "Okay, let's go back." ”

Seeing that I was a little depressed, Onexia comforted me: "Actually, I don't think that Tirio Fordin's appearance can save anything, after all, he was ......"

"That's right, my father has been exiled, and his holy light has disappeared without a trace, and he is no longer qualified to rule the Silver Hand." Tyran Ferding woke up at some point and said with some sadness.

I didn't bother with one dragon, indeed, Tirio? Fordin's reputation at this time is somewhat lacking, but I believe that the old man who is full of justice and benevolence definitely has magical magic to unite all the forces of Azeroth, and he will do it? Dassault is better.

The journey back is much shorter than when I came, and even if I still have to go back the same way, I don't have to turn around one hill after another, and the distance will be reduced tenfold.

Soon, we were back to the north of the Sodoril River, the place I remember as a log cabin.

"Someone, look, there."

Flying high in the air, Onexia suddenly shouted.

"Who? Where are the people? What is he going to do? "The person who can make Onexia excited will definitely not be an ordinary person, nor will it be a wandering undead, so all of a sudden I am also in spirit.

Instead of answering me, Onexia flew towards the southwest like an arrow, and after a few seconds, she said slowly: "An old man, fishing at night by the river, saw that I still wanted to run, hmph, can he run?" ”

"Old man? You fly low, it's too high now for me to see. Tyran Ferdin, too.

Without being reminded by Tyran Fordin, Onexia knew not to fly too high, so in a second, she descended sharply to the ground, and at this time, we finally saw the back of the old man who was striding with a fishing basket. (To be continued.) )