Misr and Greenhill's early departure caused displeasure for Varian Wrynn, the host of the banquet.

However, the self-cultivation of being a qualified king did not show it...... Well, if it was Varian a few years later, it is estimated that he would have taken out a knife and ordered grass rice cedar directly.

This is also the reason why Mishan chose to leave early.

The current Varian is not the Varian of the future after all.

Compared to King Varian, who deserves to be the Lord of Mankind and even the leader of the Alliance in the future, the current King Varian is just a king who has just ascended the throne and will be swayed by the nobles around him.

It can be said that Wang Rui has a sense of loss that meeting is not as good as being famous.

In addition, even paladin trainers like Grayson Shadonblake appeared, and Mishan, who knew that he might not be able to hold back if he continued, decided to leave early.

You can't really confess that you're a player from another world, and Greenhill is your own game character, and you're the leader of your Silver Hand Knights more than ten years later, right?

It would be nice to have a bronze dragon present to prove it, but unfortunately Mishan has not seen any time managers in the world of Azeroth since he traveled through the time.

"After the battle with Deathwing, those bronze lizards have lost the power to regulate time." Greenhill, who was in a bad mood, immediately explained to Mistress Misrance.

"Is that so?" Mishan, who was not sitting in the carriage but riding in the driver's seat with Greenhill, said.

After staying in the environment of a royal banquet for a long time, you still need to breathe fresh air when you come out.

"Maybe there are bronze dragons watching us at this time, but now they have long lost the power to interfere." Greenhill sneered after a more understandable explanation:

"It can be seen that in the Cave of Time, the time disaster concocted by those bronze dragons was nothing but a hoax."

When the world of Azeroth didn't fall into a time catastrophe due to the release of the King of Draenor version.

Everyone basically knows that the bronze dragon in the Cave of Time called any change in time a disaster in any sense of the word, but it was just alarmist.

"The dragons of the world of Azeroth used to be quite tall, but now it's like that." Misr asks for the reins from Greenhill and wants to try the fun of this medieval carriage ride.

As a result, after taking a super S-shaped route, Mishan obediently handed the reins back to Greenhill.

Fortunately, the two hybrid alpine horses that are the powertrain are not the kind of professional colts who only need to obey orders with their eyes covered, otherwise they would have crashed into the wall.

"Yes, my lord, but those lizards are still causing some trouble, do you need me to clean them up in advance?" Greenhill is naturally talking about the black dragon princess Onexia, who has just been teased by Misr Shan.

Of course, Mishan didn't have the ability to pour his words directly into the head of the black dragon.

It was transferred through Greenhill, who turned on the archangel version of the light wings, so there is that kind of voice that can't distinguish gender.

After all, it was originally the voices of Misr and Greenhill combined.

Hearing Greenhill's words, Misson shook his head after thinking for a while and said:

"There's no need for that."

"Why? That little black dragon was an offense to adults. Greenhill wondered.

"Offended? Maybe it's an offense. In fact, Mi Shan didn't think that what Sister Black Dragon said just now was offended, because what she said was right.

Of course, more importantly, Mishan felt that it was not worth killing the Black Dragon Princess now.

"Not worth it?" Greenhill asked even more strangely.

"What do you think of King Varian now?" Instead of answering Greenhill's question head-on, Misr Shan asked another question.

"It's not the same as I remember." Greenhill said.

"How is it different from what I remember?" Seeing Greenhill himself take the initiative to enter the pit, Mi Shan asked with a smile.

"I remember King Varian as a resolute, brave and determined hero." Greenhill said, "But King Varian, who I just saw...... It's a façade. ”

"That's a good word...... "Mishan praised his knight and said, "the current wolf king...... No, Varian, who is not qualified to be called the Wolf King right now, is just a fool. ”

After summing it up, Misr continued in Greenhill's puzzled eyes:

"No one is born a hero, and Varian is not the hero he became because he was Ryan's son and Lothar's nephew."

"It's because of the things he went through that made him a hero."

"In these things he has experienced, the Black Dragon Princess has played a key role, and you should be very clear about this."

"Your Excellency, you're right." Greenhill nodded in agreement with Misang's statement and then asked, "Then what do you mean, my lord, to keep the Black Dragon Princess so that King Varian can go through those things." ”

"Yes, without that little black dragon, King Varian would not have been a hero." Mi Shan said: "And I'm not interested in playing a hero cultivation in this world, there are many things that many people want to see." ”

There may be many more tragedies that I don't like that want to change.

Wasting energy and time on King Varian alone is a little too unworthy.

"But, sir." Greenhill's tone changed slightly, and he stopped the station.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Greenhill, who was standing up, also drew the long sword from his waist, Mishan immediately looked around.

The last time Greenhill performed this was when he was attacked by the acolytes of the Cursed Sect.

"That little black dragon doesn't seem to be willing to accept your kindness." A holy light was blessed with the sword in Greenhill's hand.

It became a light source to illuminate the vicinity of the horse-drawn carriages that drove through the alleys of the old town.

Under the light of the Holy Light, several human soldiers wearing Stormwind's standard armor emerged from the darkness and surrounded the carriage driven by Misr and Greenhill.

"The royal guards of Stormwind Fortress?" Mi Shan, who saw some differences in the standard armor on these soldiers, said:

"No, if it's that little black dragon, these royal guards should be the same dragons who besieged Bovar Pagodagen in the first place."

Sure enough, as soon as Mishan finished speaking, the human soldiers who found that their disguise had failed let out a low, inhuman roar, and they all turned into four-legged lizards walking upright.

Without any superfluous words, the dragonman who had turned back into his human form waved the long-handled weapon in his hand and rushed straight up.

In the next instant, the wings of light that had just appeared in the banquet hall of the Stormwind Fortress reappeared.

The ceremonial sword infused with the power of holy light also vaguely resembles a giant slashing sword.

Compared to the silent Dragonman Assassin, Greenhill, who once again showed the aura of Mishan's former middle two, shouted:

"Humble creeper, cry before a just judgment, cry out before a righteous judgment, struggle in the wrath of the Ember Messenger, and ...... Die! ”

"Wow...... if there is a crack in the ground...... Even if there are no cracks and Mishan, who covers his face, he will drive an excavator to dig one and drill into it!