Facing the first rays of sunlight shining on Stormwind City, Mi Shan and Solal in chain mail posed and looked at the sky and read:

"Praise the sun!"

At first, Soral, who was just sixteen years old, was afraid to pose like this in front of others because of his shyness.

But after a long time, especially in the fact that even Mishan, the "great nobleman", is not shy, and he gradually gets used to it.

If Mishan knew what Solal was thinking, he would have said, "Boy, do you know what performance art is?" ”

It was precisely because he knew that this pose of Misr and Solal could only be regarded as performance art in Azeroth, and Greenhill would not have done it if he was killed.

And Greenhill had a very subtle feeling, as if if he had done this pose, he would be dragged to pass the fire...... Uh, what is Passing Fire?

"Spreading fire is an act of sacrificing oneself to perpetuate the world." Misr explained to Greenhill.

"What a glorious act." Greenhill showed a yearning expression, and then suddenly remembered that if he did this, it seemed that he would not be able to accompany Lord Mishan, and quickly waved his hand and said, "Ah, my lord, I didn't mean that. ”

"I understand, paladin...... Sacrifice is inevitable. Mishan didn't mind and said, "But the question is, what if the act of continuing the world itself is wrong?" ”

"How so, why is it wrong to perpetuate such a noble act of the world?" Greenhill asked incomprehensibly.

"Hmm...... How so? Mishan didn't know how to explain to Greenhill, so he simply said, "If I have the chance, I'll take you to that world to see, and then it's up to you to judge what is right and what is wrong." ”

After finishing speaking, Mi Shan said with some anxiety: "By the way, don't be hot in your head when the time comes." ”

"In my eyes, you are more important than the world! Protecting you is my noblest task. Greenhill replied immediately.

"Mm-hmm......" Mishan, who was gradually accustomed to Greenhill's attitude, nodded and said, "Don't talk about those bad things in the world, pack up your things and get ready to go." ”

"Yes, my lord, but do you really not notify them?" When Greenhill said they were referring to the officials of Stormwind.

"Don't worry, they'll know when we're gone, do you really think of yourself as a diplomatic envoy?" Mi Shan didn't have any pressure to sneak around on his own.

"I'm very sorry, sir." Greenhill hurriedly admitted his mistake.

"As for the rest, isn't that black dragon carte blanche to be handled by His Majesty Magni? Although the dwarves have a somewhat stinky temper, they are definitely trustworthy. Mishan said, "So, pack your things and go on the road." ”

Even if he is an untrustworthy goblin, Mishan has no psychological pressure.

Who is more worthy, a dead dragon or a living dragon slayer...... Or who is more dangerous, as long as the head does not have a convulsion, you can judge it correctly.

So on this morning, when most of the Stormwind residents had just woken up, Misr and Greenhill stuffed all their belongings into the ATV.

If you can't stuff it in the car, you will stuff it into the roof, and if you can't pile it up, you will hang it behind the car, but it has a feeling of traveling by car.

According to the planned goal, it is indeed a long journey.

Across the Elwyn Forest, over the Red Ridge Mountains, into the Burning Plains, through the middle of the Blackstone Mountains, and from the Scorching Canyon to the Badlands.

After taking in the scenery of the Badlands, continue north into Lokmodan.

After a visit to the megalithic dam, enter the chilly Kazmodan...... His Majesty Magni Copperbeard said that he would welcome Misr and his party at Ironforge and that he would give a gift to the great "Dragon Slayer"

After a long journey of twists and turns, there are still 2,000 kilometers.

At the beginning, it took only half a month for Greenhill to run from the Chapel of Light's Wish several times away to the town of Shining Gold in the Elwyn Forest, which was simply a world record for ground speed in this world.

You know, even if you let the griffin fly this trip, it will take three or four changes in the middle, and it will take several days to complete.

When there are no high-speed service stations and there are two maps in the middle of the road that are danger zones, there is nothing wrong with being prepared.

Not everyone can be as energetic as Greenhill is without sleep all year round.

After packing everything up, Mishan, who was walking towards the driver's seat, was stopped by Greenhill: "My lord, let me drive." ”

"Hey...... Obviously, I drove it when I tested it yesterday. Mishan said.

"My lord, that's just a test drive." Greenhill, who stopped at the driver's door, was unmoved.

And no matter what Mishan says, as long as Mishan doesn't give a direct order, Greenhill has the attitude that Mishan must not be a coachman, and she will be the one who wants to be it.

In Greenhill's eyes, if she was to be the chauffeur and she was to take it, she would have failed to fulfill her duties as an attendant.

As for Solar...... Unfortunately, he doesn't know how to drive a horse-drawn carriage, which is a tall thing for the world of Azeroth.

In the end, Misr only managed to drive to the town of Shining Gold, and after that, Greenhill had to be driven.

Somewhat helpless at Greenhill's insistent attitude, Mishan hugged the steering wheel and sighed.

Just as he was about to leave, Mi Shan saw that Solal who was standing next to the car did not move, and immediately said, "What are you doing in a daze, get in the car." ”

"Huh?" Solal was stunned for a moment by Mishan's words.

"He's supposed to be following on foot, my lord." Greenhill, who sat in the passenger seat, said.

"Why?" There's something strange about Mishan.

"It's a workout, too, and it's ......" and Greenhill thinks that Solal doesn't qualify for a ride with Mistress Missar.

"Huh? What do you want to do so much, get in the car, and wait until he will summon the war horse in the future. Mi Shan said indifferently.

At Mishan's insistence, Solal could only sit in the back seat of the car respectfully.

Judging from the fact that he was so trembling that he didn't even dare to touch the seat with his buttocks, and was completely squatting in the carriage, perhaps it would be a better choice for Soral to follow the car on foot.

Anyway, when you leave this avenue in the Elwin Forest, you can't drive fast on the road that is not prepared for automatic vehicles.

After the final inspection, Misr thumped the throttle and said to himself, "Azeroth, I'm here." ”

With the roar of the double-row side-by-side VV12 diesel engines, Stormwind finally woke up completely in the early morning.

Looking at the horseless carriage that rushed out of the gates of Stormwind with a puff of smoke, General Marcus Jonathan, who was woken up, rolled his eyes helplessly.

Although the relationship between this civilian general and the nobles is very stiff, it is precisely for this reason that he is still only the commander of the defense force of Stormwind City, which is the so-called head of the Chengguan Brigade.

But at the very least, he wouldn't be disrespectful to a dragon slayer.

Eliminated the black dragon hidden inside Stormwind, especially King Varian, who blamed the Black Dragon Princess for many of his administrative faults.

"Dragon Slayer" Greenhill is already a hero of Stormwind to some extent.

And as the number of travelers who see the black dragon head hanging in the Valley of Heroes increases, it will gradually spread throughout the human kingdom.