Even if the world is different, there is no difference in the topic between men who are a little drunk.

What's more, the innkeeper Farley had a different mind, so the conversation between him and Rice Shan naturally shifted to his views on Stormwind City, the Human Kingdom, and the Alliance.

To Farley's surprise, Misr was not as taboo about these topics as some nobles, nor was he as eloquent as adventurers or merchants.

A lot of things that can be considered secrets are said by Y. Shan in a homely way.

Even though Farley had served as General Marcus's bodyguard, fought in two orc wars, and almost joined the Iron Horse Brotherhood.

Many of the things that Mishan said, Farley only knew about it.

The self-proclaimed and well-informed boss of Farley could not have imagined that these secrets would be told in a very casual way by a man who gets drunk every day in an ordinary inn.

It's no wonder that Mi Shan, relying on the perspective of God as a player, will repeatedly analyze the plot of the game, and even tear up various forums for the plot in the end.

Even His Majesty the King of this world may not be aware of the content of those tears.

Mishan, who used to run all over the map to find books to read, thought that these things were something that everyone knew.

Otherwise, how could those books be all over the place?

It's a pity that some drunken Yoneshan didn't expect that in the magical medieval environment where you will encounter little monsters when you go out, how many people will walk through Azeroth and brush up on all the dungeons like players.

What's more, players don't have to think about three meals a day for their game characters, and residents in the real world spend most of their lives on firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

"So, what do you think of orcs?" Farley hesitated, but asked the almost taboo topic.

In Farley's misunderstanding, Yonesugi, who was born a great nobleman, but it seems that the family was destroyed during the orc invasion should be very evasive of this topic.

As a result, what once again misled Farley was that Mishan, who heard Farley ask, showed an expression that seemed to be a memory, and said:

"Orcs, those tribes?"

"Tribe?" Farley was stunned for a moment, at this time, is the world still in the gladiatorial arena of Blackmore, and the tribe in the later sense has not yet been established.

Noticing Farley's astonishment, Mi Shan remembered that the current time was about 17 years of the Dark Gate, and the tribe in his memory had not yet been established.

Mi Shan, who is reluctant to be questioned about the rights and wrongs of such population issues, explains:

"The orcs who invaded this world were divided into several tribes, blood rings, war songs, black hands, and mocking heads...... And the frost wolf......"

Unexpectedly, Mi Shan, who knew so well about the orcs, didn't notice that Mi Shan's tone fluctuated slightly when he mentioned the Frost Wolf Clan.

Could it be ...... Could it be that Mishan is not a descendant of some great nobleman? Or one of the expeditionary forces?

Aside from this answer, Farley really didn't know what else could explain Mishan's familiarity with orcs, etc...... Could it be?

At this moment, Farley remembered the death knights he had seen on the battlefield and had been resurrected by those orc shamans.

And the name that gave him nightmares for days, Talon Bloodfiend.

"What do you think about the expeditionary force...... How do you look at it. Farley, whose eyes had become a little scrutinizing, asked Mishan.

"Khadgar's Expeditionary Force?" Misang, who was under the influence of alcohol, didn't notice Farley's eyes.

"It's Lord Tulayan's expeditionary force!" It seems like this is important, Farley said in a slightly loud tone.

"Oh yes, it's Tulayan's expeditionary force, sorry." Mi Shan hurriedly apologized.

Seeing that Mi Shan's apology didn't seem to be fake, and then related to Mi Shan's performance during this time, Farley shook his head and pinched back the idea that had just popped into his head.

If a man like Mishan is also a spy, it would be too exaggerated.

At least Farley didn't think that a spy could cry in the Elwyn Forest for a long time, almost luring the wolf.

On the other hand, if Y. Shan was a member of the expeditionary force and was only sent back alone for some reason, it would be understandable that he would have lost everything.

As for Y. Sushan's lack of combat effectiveness, Farley didn't really care, and any army would have a clerical position.

And the clerk who can risk his life to maintain logistics and supplies in a front-line army is more respectable than a pure warrior like Farley.

"Salute to the heroes!" Even though the strawberry wine in the glass had been drunk a long time ago, Farley raised his glass and saluted the air.

"Salute to the heroes!" Mi Shan, who felt that he should follow the local customs, also raised the empty wine glass in his hand.

"It's their sacrifices that protect the world." Farley, who was very satisfied with Mishan's movements, said.

"Yes, having a home and not being able to return to it is indeed a great sacrifice." Mishan remembered the expeditionary forces that would spend more than a decade in the shattered world of Draenor, the Outlands.

“？？” Mishan's words made Falei stiffen.

"What's wrong?" Mishan didn't know where he was wrong.

"You mean? Lord Tulayan, didn't they sacrifice? There was an irrepressible excitement and excitement in Farley's tone.

"Nope...... Oh, sorry, it's me who is too talkative. Mishan suddenly reacted that the plot of Warcraft 3 had not officially begun, and now that the dark door opened by the level 70 expansion was 25 years away, there was still a long time to go.

Until the Dark Gate reopened, the inhabitants of the Alliance thought that the Outland Expeditionary Force had all died in another world.

After all, the last news they came from was that Naozu had torn that world apart with his evil magic.

In order to prevent that power from affecting Azeroth, they destroyed the Dark Gate on the other side of the door.

"No, you don't talk much, tell me, Lord Tulayan, what the hell is wrong with them now? Still alive? Why hasn't any news come back? Farley excitedly stood up and said.

“…… Still alive, and alive and well. Mishan, who was taken aback, regretted his mouthful.

"As for the news, it won't come back unless the dark door is reopened." Mi Shan picked up what he could say.

There was actually news that could be sent back, but it was limited to a few top-level mages with cross-world communication capabilities, such as the particularly literary mage in Void Storm.

Oh yes, the Sunwell is still alive and well at this time, the High Elves are not called Blood Elves, and Prince Kael'thas has not followed Illidan to the Outlands.

Void Storm should also be called Farren Forest.

Misr had a slight urge to find a chance to see what the Farren Forest was like, and for one reason or another, the source of magic in the world of Draenor had become a discarded manuscript in the game.

"Do you want the gates of darkness to be reopened? No wonder...... No wonder no news has come back until now. Farley looked a little lost.

Farley, who was General Marcus's bodyguard, knew more than the other big-headed soldiers.

"Chi ......" was just when Mishan hesitated whether to say or not to say the words "the door of darkness will open again one day" to comfort Falei.

There was an eerie commotion outside the inn door.

"Who is it?" Farley, who instantly put away his lost expression, stood up, walked to the fire in three or two steps, took off the sword and shield that looked like just decorations, and held it in his hand.

"It's a critter, right?" Mishan didn't know why Farley reacted so much.

"I can feel the malice, come out, don't hide your head and tail, I've found you!" Farley shouted loudly, but also to serve as a certain alarm.

However, Farley's heart sank when he shouted out without any response, and the scene reminded him of the memories of fighting those warlocks.

The magic lamps in the "Huh" inn were extinguished one after another, and the fire burning in the furnace seemed to be suppressed by some force and dimmed.

"Be careful...... "Farley reminded Mishan.

Finally, the unsustainable fire went out, and the lobby of the inn was plunged into darkness.

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