Night falls.

Elune and the Blue Child were hidden behind layers of clouds, and only a dark curtain could be seen in the sky. The woods, which are full of life during the day, fall silent under the night. The evening breeze blows through the treetops, and there is a rustling sound, and occasionally a terrible wolf howl, which makes people's hearts chill.

In the fortress surrounded by more than a dozen carriages, more than a dozen tents were scattered around a campfire. Except for a few guards standing guard, most of the members of the camp sat around the campfire for dinner. In front of the campfire in the center of the camp, three small tents were set up, and a group of people sat in a circle.

From time to time, the ignited branches made a "popping" sound, and a bearded dwarf skillfully turned the roast meat on the stand, and wisps of meat fragrance gradually diffused.

After years of being away, Brian, a self-proclaimed adventurer, has practiced a good cooking skill. It's a pity that despite the mouth-watering fragrance, the rest of the room has little appetite except for a foodie and a few people who are not troubled.

As Stratholme returned to calm, it was finally discovered that the two families of Capel and Rofal, as well as half of the garrison, had disappeared en masse.

Then, the Kingdom of Lordaeron announced the so-called findings: Count Capel and Duke Rofal led half of the city guards to conspire with the North pirates to invade Stratholme, but because of the bloody battle of the Second Legion of the Kingdom, the pirates' plot was foiled, and these wolf thieves took the opportunity to escape.

All the evidence is complete, especially the human witnesses, which vividly describe the details of the two nobles and the pirate He, as if they had seen it with their own eyes at the scene.

Of course, those who have left do not have a chance to defend themselves. Therefore, it is only natural that the Kingdom of Lordaeron set these escaped nobles as examples, thereby reducing the impact of the Second Legion's massacre of civilians. Even, in public statements, those civilians died at the hands of pirates.

At the same time, almost all of the surviving civilians were bribed, denying the original claims in unison, on the pretext that they had mistaken the truth because they were too nervous and scared. As for the few who didn't accept the bribe, they don't know when they disappeared into the city.

Therefore, the final punishment of the Kingdom of Lordaeron was only to demote the commander of the operation, Garithars, to the rank of the Silverpine Forest as a sheriff. The external narrative is certainly not the killing of civilians, but the negligence and incompetence that have led to the mass casualties of soldiers and civilians.

Whether or not the other civilians of Stratholme believe these claims, it doesn't matter anymore, and the city that has lost its last garrison and control has been recaptured by the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

As time passes, what happened will be forgotten by the civilians who were not involved in the fight. Even if you mention it by chance, it's just a joke. Unless something terrible happens again, this event will eventually be swept into the dust of history.

As a member of the rebellious family, the situation of Serrjek and Braumus is very awkward at this time. If they hadn't stayed in the carriage until they left the city, if they dared to appear on the street, they would have been beaten to death by angry civilians.

In fact, they were almost imprisoned, but thanks to the intervention of the archbishop who knew the inside story, the inquisitor from Lordaeron agreed to spare the man and woman. However, they were sentenced never to set foot in Lordaeron again. In other words, they were exiled.

That's why the two of them are in this southbound team. It is conceivable that the men and women who have been forced to leave their homes will not have much appetite.

The real owner of the convoy, Illusia Barov, is worried about Lordaeron's greater power. Stratholme has been taken over by Terenus, so how long will Barov last? Could it be that the Barov family will really fall before their eyes? The maiden paladin was preoccupied, and her face was full of worry.

As for the most conspicuous green-skinned goblin among the few, Gryzx? Spinders Snap is dreaming about his future.

Stratholme was ruined by a fifth in the disaster, and his idea of selling the pirates for a good price was apparently frustrated. Luckily, the High Elves in front of him took him as their own trophy, rather than throwing him to Stratholme's soldiers like the other pirates.

Just thinking about the prison disaster that those guys are about to face makes the goblin pirates break out in a cold sweat. You can say that he is timid, but if he can live comfortably, who wants to really enjoy that kind of pain?

Although I don't know what my new master wants me to do, I heard that the High Elves of Quel'Thalas are all fat and rich people, I wonder if this new master wants to use his own sales channels?

If that's the case, do I charge 50% of the sales expenses, or 40% of the sales expenses? No, no, forty percent is too little, but I'm going to be the man of the Prince of Trade!

The goblins, who have not yet escaped their status as trophies, have begun to look forward to the day when they will become the Prince of Trade with the support of the High Elf masters.

However, it seems that this goblin still has some "conscience". He rolled his eyes and thought of the help this new master had helped him, and he had saved himself from prison! There was a hint of struggle in the goblin merchant's eyes, as if he was making some difficult decision.

For the sake of this, four achievements are forty percent. The goblin gritted his teeth and finally made a painful decision in his heart. However, despite his determination, the goblin merchant felt a pang in his heart, as if countless glittering little coins had flown out of his pocket with wings.

As for Roland, who has no heart, lungs and no worries, he tastes Brian's craftsmanship with relish, and exclaims from time to time.

Who said that there is no good food in the other world, and who said that the people who came out of the big food country could only be destroyed when they went somewhere else? A great man said that practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

After some "practice", Roland has to say that there are still good chefs in the other world! Brian in front of him is a good chef! Pollution-free, pure natural materials and exquisite craftsmanship are simply irresistible.

The last guy, the big foodie and the hairy king, adheres to the concept of making a lot of money in a muffled voice, silently sweeps away the barbecue in his hand, and then stretches out his greasy hand to the dwarf who is operating the stand. That stunned appearance made Roland can't help but drum in his heart, worried about whether this guy will be abducted by other people's delicacies in the future.

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