Stimulated by the news of the leak of Terri's and his identity, Xie Feng no longer had the heart to visit the already bad scenery of the Night Formation, and after walking for a while under the leadership of Althea and casually saying a few perfunctory words, it was seen that the sheriff who was in a bad mood arranged for him to rest in a hotel in the middle of the town, according to her, it was already night when Xie Feng came to Night Town.

Xie Feng did not make a mistake in this regard, accepted it happily, ate some dinner casually, took a bath, and fell asleep peacefully.

When I woke up the next day, I was in a much better mood, and I put down the things that were behind the scenes, and walked around the dim night town alone

Due to various monsters and bad weather, most of the townspeople have left the area and moved to the relatively better environment of Alwyn Forest and Shining Gold. Nightshade once served as a farm, delivering a lot of crops and fresh fruit to Stormwind.

However, since the pollution has eroded the land, the crops that lack the nourishment of sunlight have quickly withered and decayed, and the fruit groves that were once rich in all kinds of rare fruits have also become famous for the rotten orchards, and the decline of the economy has left farmers and merchants with nothing to sell, but they still refuse to give up their once beautiful homes, and many people spend their long-term savings to pass the time in the hotel in the town, which is the hotel where Xie Feng is now!

The owner of the Blood Raven Inn is a talkative, drinkable, and hospitable dwarf, and Orina's golden tooth and hot business have made him one of the few wealthy people in Nighttown, but after a short contact, Xie Feng discovered that this product is the dwarf with a bad personality in Althea's mouth

After casually shopping and drinking with Orina for a while, Xie Feng, who had nothing to do, was about to say goodbye to Althea, when a middle-aged human uncle with black hair and a scruffy beard came over and raised his glass and said~ "Excuse me, is it Viscount Alix?" ”

Xie Feng was stunned for a moment, and then returned: "It's me, may I ask who you are?" ”

"Sheila Wonindi, the historian of Nighttown!" The human uncle introduced himself with a smile and sat opposite Xie Feng and the dwarf Orina.

"Everything that happened in Nighttown, or the Twilight Forest, is recorded in my archives, including the bandits you helped the Night's Watch defeat the Ogre Mountain of Vorgour, last time toast to your bravery!" As he spoke, he raised his wine glass and raised it to Xie Feng.

"Well, thank you for your compliment, but that battle was more of a brave night watchman, and I didn't actually play a role" As Xie Feng said, the whole battle was solved by Tyri and those night watchmen, and he himself had been watching the excitement

Sheila was silent for a moment when she heard this, pondered for a long time, and finally hesitated to speak: "Actually, I actually want to, I want to ask you to help me solve a trouble, or to help us solve a headache in Night Town," she said and stared at Xie Feng with a hopeful gaze.

Xie Feng frowned and didn't answer immediately. Although he is not in a hurry now, he does not have the time to wander around, and the last time he saw Akanagoth, or the Violet Eye Mage of the Bone Dragon Nightmare Rear Team, made him dare not take the task casually without any discipline, "Can you tell me, what is it?" I'm not as strong as you think I am, and I can't guarantee you."

Sheila nodded, didn't say it directly, but took out a book with a leather cover and handed it to Xie Feng: "I hope you can read this biography first"

Xie Feng turned out to be between the cover with a name written in lingua franca: "Morgan Lardy Moore?!" ”

Although he didn't think about it, he turned the first page and read it absentmindedly.

This is a biography of the life of a human paladin written by Sheila Wonindi, and it is also an old-fashioned, bloody tragic story that makes Xie Feng's heart involuntarily pantothenic

Morgan, a noble and powerful human paladin, once joined the Knights of the Silver Hand of Uther to fight orcs and undead to defend their homeland. He has lived through the Third War, the Battle of Stratholme, the destruction of Lordaeron, and the death of Uther

When the weather-beaten warrior returns to his hometown, he is confronted with a familiar but unfamiliar land, a ruined home, and the tombstones of his beloved and a pair of children.

The once incomparably strong warrior went crazy, wielding his blade wantonly in front of his wife's tombstone, destroying everything that came into view, including the three cemetery guards who rushed to the cemetery after hearing the news, Morgan could no longer withstand the mental torment and blows, and ended his life with the sword that accompanied him all his life

He was buried in a hastily dug grave next to the cemetery, without any funeral. Morgan's killing of innocent people, which was completely contrary to his faith and nature, and his great grief for not being able to save his family, made it impossible for Morgan to find peace after his death, and only a few days later, it was discovered that his tomb had been destroyed and his body was missing

Nowadays, Morgan. Tormented by the loss of his wife and children and his hatred for himself, Radimore spends his days wandering the twilight forest. Now he calls himself Moradim, wandering the twilight forest with hatred, slaughtering without reason

After a long time, Xie Feng finally slowly closed the book, closed his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief, and then spit out a sentence under Sheila's expectant gaze: "He, where is he now?" ”

Perhaps it was the charm of Sheila's mellow writing skills, Xie Feng had to admit that he was moved by this seemingly bloody story, and couldn't help but want to do something he could for Morgan, this noble knight's tragic and bleak life, such as letting him rest in peace!

Seeing Xie Feng's expression, Sheila couldn't help but sigh, and whispered in a lonely expression: "He is Moradium now, Sheriff Althea, who has been wandering the path around the Crow Ridge cemetery, is having a headache about this now, you can ask him to get more accurate information!" ”

Xie Feng didn't say anything, raised his head and poured down the residual wine in the cup, got up and walked out of the tavern without saying a word, and walked towards the sheriff's post in Night Town.

After being briefed by the guards and entering the outpost, Althea and Miyafar were sitting there with a frown and a solemn expression.

Seeing him come in, Miyafar unceremoniously sent him over with a cold snort, but Althea got up and smiled: "Mr. Alex, I don't know how you are doing in Night Town?" I know it's not a good place, but I'd like to hear some good reviews."

"Not bad! What I see here is a group of valiant warriors and strong people than a goddamn troll than a wraith land! Xie Feng didn't disappoint her, and said with a smile, but then solemnly faced his face and said his intention: "Your Excellency, I came this time to inquire about the news about Morgan Radimore or Moradim!" ”

Althea and Miyafar were slightly stunned, and they turned their heads to look at each other in unison, and then Althea asked, "How did you know about his deeds?" ”

Xie Feng smiled bitterly: "I prefer to believe that Sheila's so-called historian is a fiction writer!" ”

"Sure enough~" Althea also smiled bitterly: "Morgan's story, the entire Night Town is only known by four people, and only he can tell you"

"I'm having a headache about him right now, and your presence has given me hope for success!"

(To be continued)