Greenhill's battle just now can be described as full of sound and light effects.

However, as the urban-rural junction of Stormwind City, the residents of the old city, who have become accustomed to frequent fights, did not see the excitement.

Mishan, who was sitting in the carriage with Greenhill, waited for a long time without waiting for a single patrolling soldier or patrol team that had been alerted to the police to pass by.

Hey, hey, the Cross of Silks...... No, MI7 is in the Old Town, what about your professionalism?

So a bunch of dragonmen...... Well, now there are only ashes left.

But it can't be that there is no reaction at all.

Although the police are always the last to arrive in the movie, you are too late.

Mishan finished smoking a bag of cigarettes, still not waiting for the patrol to come.

"Either go back first, sir." Greenhill said.

Remembering Greenhill's suggestion, Misr shook his head and said, "Wait, I'm not interested in changing Varian's fate, but it's okay to add a little bit of trouble to that little black dragon." ”

For those dragon assassins to rush over and hunt down so quickly, there must be the figure of the Black Dragon Princess in it.

When the patrol guards came, they would naturally notice that the nearby patrol team had been transferred.

Mi Shan didn't think that the patrol's investigation would have any substantial impact on the Black Dragon Princess, but it would definitely cause a little trouble to the little black dragon who wanted to make trouble.

It would have been better if MI7 had intervened.

The agents who profess to be dark and righteous have made a big splash of ...... in the Legion Return expansion. The asymmetry of intelligence and the demonic infiltration of the Burning Legion directly wiped out the alliance of the Confederacy Clans. (That battle was also King Varian's final battle.)

But at least at other times, it's reliable.

"My lord, I don't trust those at MI7." Greenhill spoke.

"Are light and darkness inherently opposed?" Mishan asked, it was understandable that his paladins looked down on MI7.

After all, the paladins are after fighting above board, and most of those are thieves...... In MI7, which is composed of Stalkers, there is not a trace of honor to be seen.

"No, no, no." Greenhill, who saw that Lord Mishan was a little misunderstood, hurriedly said: "That's not the case, I don't believe they are just because of their incompetence, not the way they do things. ”

…… Well, paladins who can accept the behavior of hiding in boxes and sneaking are the kind of people who have a more lively mind.

"Incompetent?" Mishan got up from the carriage, looked at the lights that were approaching in the distance, thought for a while, and said, "Maybe it's not incompetence. ”

"What do you mean, sir?" Greenhill, who had also noticed that the patrols had been late, had tidied up the armor on her body, and she must have been responsible for things like this with the guards.

"No ruler would allow the blade of the darkness of MI7 to grow bigger." Mi Shan thought of Jin Yiwei, remembered the East Factory and the West Factory, and these intelligence organizations that contained one by one, and said:

"If I were the ruler, I would have no problem allowing an organization like the Knights of the Silver Hand to grow, or even grow into a semi-independent organization."

"For the oath which the Order itself keeps is also their bondage."

"But MI7 is an organization that can do anything to achieve its goals."

Mi Shan, who returned to the carriage and closed the door, said in a subtle tone: "As long as the ruler's IQ is not offline, it is impossible to let it go. ”

"Is that so?" Greenhill didn't look like a great lord of the Knights at all with such a reaction, you must know what Mishan said, in Mishan's hometown, those who have completed nine years of compulsory education can understand the spirit.

So is it the problem of education, or is it the fault of the system?

The belated patrol looked nonchalant at first, because it was just a civilian who reported to the police.

If it weren't for the fact that the civilian said that the attacked party was a big nobleman, it is estimated that these patrols in the old city would not have bothered at all.

Dragonman? What are you kidding about Arathas, with those mages and knights here, the dragonmen of the Burning Plains will appear in Stormwind?

It has to be said that Yoneshan was a little disappointed in the attitude of these patrols, and there was no shadow of the army that could fight the orcs who drank the demonic blood in the first place.

On the contrary, it is a cannon fodder that is often seen in Western fantasy novels, which will conflict with the protagonist and then advance the plot.

Counting on these people to make trouble for the Black Dragon Princess, if they don't do it, they will be unhelpful.

Misson looked disappointed at the people who were talking to Greenhill...... Or simply to put it mildly, the urban civilization that is being lectured by Greenhill is moving away.

Put it on the people who called the police to these patrols.

The coarse cloth clothes proved that the boy who looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old was just an ordinary person.

From his panting appearance, it can be seen that he ran all the way to call the police.

There was no trace of concern about the consequences of doing this, but he was relieved to see that Greenhill and Rice Shan were okay.

Mi Shan, who was through the car door, said to the young man:

"You're doing a great job."

Although the patrol was broken up by the little black dragon for various reasons, the brief battle that took place in the old city was definitely not seen by the teenager alone.

But the only one who dared to risk being questioned by the patrol or even the danger of the little black dragon being liquidated afterwards was the only one who called the police.

Perhaps this kind of behavior can be described as ignorant and fearless, but even in Yoneshan's hometown, it deserves such a compliment.

"That's what I'm supposed to do, sir." Mi Shan's praise was exchanged for a sunny smile on the young man's face.

"What's your name?" Mishan asked.

"Solar, sir, Solar of Andorra!" Judging from the expression of the teenager who calls himself Solar, his self-introduction is simply self-introduction, and he has no idea of asking for payment.

However, what Solar didn't expect was that his self-proclaimed sentence directly made Mishan in the carriage stand up suddenly, and then put his head on the carriage with a "bang" sound.

Hearing this, Greenhill hurriedly ran back from the patrols, drew his weapon and pointed it at Solar, who was standing by the carriage and didn't know what was happening.

"Lay down your arms, Greenhill." Mi Shan rubbed his head, opened the car door and walked out, looked up and down with very strange eyes, and then asked, after being startled by Greenhill's movements, Solal asked:

"Andorra...... Isn't it Andohal? ”

"Yes...... Yes, sir. Solar, who didn't know where to offend the noble lord, showed a nervous expression.

"Ah, Andohar......" Mishan raised his head and said in an emotional tone, maybe at the moment in this world, only Greenhill, whose face changed slightly after hearing Mishan's words, knew what this sentence meant.

"Solal ......" Mi Shan lowered his head and looked at Solal with a very serious look, until the other party felt that something was wrong before saying, "Do you want to be a paladin?" ”

"Hey......??" X2