Misr Shan was taken aback by Greenhill's neat approach.

It's not that Mishan can't accept Greenhill's decisiveness, Mishan knows very well that if Greenhill is really a game character, then the idiom "killing Yingye" can be used to describe her literally.

After all, there is an achievement in the game that kills 250,000 players from the opposing faction in PVP battles.

Mishan, who was still very homely at that time, naturally lit up this achievement.

And this is just a PVP battle, if you include the monsters and demons killed by doing quest farming dungeons.

It's no wonder that just sharing his own experience scared the tetraplegia of the Draenei who had learned to be a paladin in Azeroth.

As a player, Misr has a similar mindset to Greenhill.

Without Greenhill's appearance, Misr may gradually integrate into this world over time, but unfortunately, Greenhill's presence has made Misr Subconscious always think that this is just a game world.

Therefore, Mi He's startle is not the shock of not seeing the dead, but the worry that Greenhill's behavior will bring any troublesome consequences.

In any case, Stormwind City is also the capital of the Stormwind Kingdom, and the act of committing murder in the streets is an act that is difficult for the ruler to accept.

Greenhill's response to Mishan's concerns was to confidently leave it to her.

I don't know what she said to the patrol soldiers who rushed over after being alerted, and those soldiers and officers not only didn't question Y. Shan but even took the initiative to drive away the members of the Masonry Brotherhood.

The stonemasons, who first found themselves being used, and then shocked by Greenhill, did not make any drastic moves when they were driven away.

Without asking Greenhill how he managed to do it, Misr continues to tour the real-life version of Stormwind.

However, because of the masonry brotherhood, the original plan for the whole city tour only visited one more church district and turned back to the gilded roses.

Greenhill, who noticed that Misr was not so happy, looked apologetic again.

Then the apology turned solemn when facing the door of the inn room with only one bed.

Greenhill, who reached out to stop Miscellane, said, "Someone has been here, my lord. ”

"It's the cleaner who came." Mi Shan habitually put on the cognition of his hometown.

"Cleaning?" Greenhill had a question mark in his head.

"Oh, that's what it means for a waiter or a maid to clean." Reacting that this was not Earth, but Azeroth's Mishan, he immediately explained.

"It's not...... It was someone who sneaked in. Greenhill nodded.

Greenhill's words that weren't like a joke made Misr serious too.

As for why Greenhill, who is a paladin, noticed this detail, it is because the humans in the world of Azeroth have a passive talent called "Perception"

Blizzard may have removed the passive in some version for gameplay or balance, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist in the real world.

After more than ten seconds, Mishan, who thought that there would be something waiting for him in the room, heard Greenhill say:

"But the infiltrator is gone......"

If it weren't for the fact that the lower plate was stable enough, this time it would be enough for Mishan to fall to the ground.

"Won't there be any pitfalls?" Mi Shan scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"If there is a trap, I will feel it." Greenhill confidently opened the door.

When will I be able to detect traps only with the passive talent of a stealth target, is my paladin really not a thief?

"It's not surprising, my lord, I remember that since a long time ago, I have done a lot of tasks that require stealth, such as stuffing myself in a box or stuffing a box or stuffing a box......"

Greenhill deliberately repeats how she did this stealth mission three times, showing how much she resents the practice of hiding in a box and sneaking around.

Mi Shan, who was embarrassed and about to commit cancer, could only try to pretend that he didn't hear and walked into the room.

As a result, as soon as he entered the room, Mishan was attracted by the extra thing on the table.

It was a few neatly arranged pieces of metal that emitted a faint warm glow, and on top of them was a letter.

"It's a high-purity light cast iron ingot, my lord." After examining the metal and making sure there were no traps, Greenhill handed the letter to Mishan.

Mishan, who took the letter, found that it was just a hard postcard.

The postcard has an address unknown to Y. Shan written in elegant round language, and below the address is the abbreviated "E.V"

Mishan, who had only glanced at the bare-cast iron, had been staring at the postcard in his hand, the sender's name to be exact.

"My lord, this person should be ......"

"Needless to say, I know." Misr interrupted Greenhill's analysis and said, "It's a very MI7-born style. ”

After retiring from the intelligence service, he chose to become a stonemason, which is a very distinctive choice.

"Do you know this place?" Misr asked Greenhill, pointing to the address on the postcard.

"Yes, it's not far from here, but I feel ...... below" Greenhill, who knew who invited Mishan to the banquet in this subtle way, looked like he didn't want Mishan-sama to go.

"Well, it's good that someone else sent a thank you gift, we can't treat it as if we didn't see it." Mishan said with a smile.

It seems that the Masonry Brotherhood almost gathered a lot of trouble before, and the boss of the Masonry Brotherhood already knew about it.

And sending invitations in this way means that the other party is not only thankful, but also has something to ask for, and at the same time, he doesn't want the conversation between himself and Mishan to be exposed.

Even with his knees, Mi Shan can guess what the other party is asking for.

It's nothing more than treating Mi Shan as a XX nobleman again, hoping that Mi Shan can mediate in the Masonry Brotherhood's arrears of wages.

In this regard, Mi Shan just wanted to reluctantly say that he was really not a big nobleman.

However, Mishan did not intend to refuse to go to the banquet because he was not a nobleman.

Just now, Mi Shan, who dug out these tragic plots before and after the working class in the depths of his memory, suddenly wanted to do something.

The traverser has traveled to another world, and if he doesn't make trouble, wouldn't he be ashamed of his identity as one of the billions of miles to be a traverser.

Mi Shan felt that if the leader of the Masonry Brotherhood, who didn't turn out very well, could figure out what he meant, he would definitely feel that as a thank you, this little bit of light cast iron was a little less.

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The protagonist travels through the Dark Gate for about 18 years, but many things don't happen in a particularly strict accordance with the exact time of the Blizzard chronicles.

Blizzard's repeated book-eating behavior has slapped all fundamentalist authors in the face, so it's okay to treat the World of Warcraft in this novel as a parallel world with an infinitely similar degree of close to 100%, and the World of Warcraft volume will also be used as a reference when entering other worlds after the end of the World of Warcraft volume.

It's all in the service of the plot.