Cloll stood behind the bar, wiping his glass and chatting lazily with the customers in front of the bar.

Of course, most of the time he is just listening, letting the customers talk on their own, and only occasionally interjecting a few words when he wants to be cold to liven up the atmosphere.

The Lion King's Pride Inn is the largest hotel in Nanhai Town, and welcomes a large number of tourists from the north and south every day. Even the torrential rain couldn't stop these speculators who wanted to come to the border to make a fortune just after the orc war was over, so the inn's business has been good.

It was raining heavily, but the atmosphere in the hall was still lively, and the adventurers sat in their places, chatting, drinking, discussing their journeys, cursing a few damn weather, and making loud noises and noises.

The Orc War is indeed over, and the infamous Orc Great Chief Orgrim. The hammer of destruction was taken into the royal capital and was about to be judged by the royal family, and the army of orcs was driven out of this world, and the world was restored to peace.

But after all, there are still some hidden dangers left.

In Kazmodan, the orcs of the Dragonmaw Clan occupy Grimbaatar, gather the wandering orc rout, and continue to fight against the Alliance.

In the skies above Kazmodan, those powerful dragoons made many Alliance warriors suffer and had nothing to do.

But none of this has anything to do with Koror, who is just running his own hotel and thinking about his future - he is in love with a girl from the Southern Stormwind Kingdom and is currently struggling with this romance.

Because of the invasion of the orcs, the Southern Stormwind Kingdom was almost defeated, and even the royal city was captured, and countless people died tragically.

The young girl that Kloror fell in love with belonged to the lucky group and was able to evacuate in time for the Orcs to capture the royal city. The large army of refugees arrived in the town of Nanhai, where they temporarily settled and accepted the blessings of the kingdom of Lordaeron.

But now that the Orc War is over, the Alliance has raised money to help the Stormwind Kingdom rebuild its capital, and the young king of the Stormwind Kingdom is calling on the citizens to return to their hometowns to continue their lives.

The girl that Cloel fell in love with was desperate to return to her hometown to see if her family and friends were alive.

And this one goes. It is likely that we will never see each other again.

So Khlor has been hesitating lately about whether to sell the inn and return to her hometown with her beloved girl, and go to the place called Shining Gold to reopen a Lion King's Pride Inn.

Anyway, he was just alone, and he had no parents or children to support, so it didn't matter if he sold the hotel.

However, leaving his hometown rashly, abandoning the hotel he had managed with great difficulty, and desperately going to another strange town made him hesitate, afraid that he would fail.

That's why Cloel has been wandering from time to time lately. So much so that the guest impatiently tapped the bar three times before he woke up from his contemplation.

"Sorry sir, I'm a little distracted......"

Cloel, who came back to his senses, hurriedly apologized, put down the wine glass in his hand, and quickly sorted out the meter, "Is there anything I can help you with?" ”

"A glass of wheat wine, enough food for three days for one person. I'm going to take it away. ”

A cold voice came from under the cloak, and a miserable white hand placed a few silver coins on the bar. Said coldly to Koror.

"Also, I need someone to help me buy a pair of typhoid medicine, you can arrange it for me, the money is all yours."

After saying that, the intruder withdrew his hand and stood in front of the bar and waited coldly.

I don't know why. When the guest with his cloak and his face couldn't see clearly, Koror couldn't help but shiver, as if the air in the inn had turned cold.

He hurriedly called the maid, and gave the guest's request, and at the same time accepted the two coins. Cloll subconsciously looked at the guest in front of him.

"Sir, are you from the South?"

Wearing a cloak to cover your face in an inn where there is no rain at all is not something that adventurers from the north who want to go to the battlefield will do, but more like deserters from the south who hide their identities and make them secret.

Koror's worries were clearly seen through by the mysterious guest, and a voice from under the cloak was voiced so cold that there was not the slightest emotion.

"Don't worry, I'm not a deserter, and there won't be a gendarmerie to trouble you."

After speaking, in order to completely dispel Kelor's doubts, the other party pulled down his cloak, revealing a bone-white hair.

"I'm a traveler from the south, and this time I'm going to the Silver Pine Forest to join my relatives, not a deserter."

Cloll was dumbfounded.

It wasn't that I was shocked by the man's appearance, but I was a little flustered by his cold and dead eyes.

At the same time, he also understood that the man was not lying, and that he was indeed not a deserter - this aristocratic temperament that only a higher education could have, and that kind of pale skin that could not see the slightest trace of the sun, could not be those lowly-born peasants and militiamen, but more like a small nobleman in distress.

After understanding this, Klor's head was subconsciously lowered, and his attitude became humble.

"I'm sorry, sir, I misunderstood you."

Even if it is a small nobleman in distress, it is not something that ordinary civilians can provoke, and if they can not provoke the other party, they should try not to cause trouble, this is the way of survival of commoners.

Seeing that Coral no longer suspected that he was a deserter, the mysterious guest put on his cloak again, covering his face so that his bone-white hair could not be seen.

He stood there silently, not taking part in the noisy discussions of the other people in the hotel, and ignoring anyone, as if he were isolated from the whole world.

Looking at him, Clor's mouth opened up again.

"Sir, may you go there and sit and rest for a while?" The preparation of alchemical potions takes time. ”

Pointing to an empty seat in the corner, Cloll said, "You can rest there, drink some wine, and wait for the maid to buy the potion." ”

The silent guest glanced at him and thought for a moment. Adopting his advice, he walked straight to the empty seat and sat down.

At this time, the noise in the hotel reached a peak, and people laughed and began to talk about a new topic, which attracted attention.

"Speaking of which, that elf lady from Quel'Thalas is really powerful, she has hunted so many orcs in Grimbaatar and still survived unscathed. In less than a year, she's already brought back more than two hundred orc heads, right? It's amazing that you've been active in a place like Kazmodan for so long, and you haven't been caught by an orc. ”

The others couldn't help but praise it.

"Yes, the last time I met her on the road, she had just returned from Kazmodan, ready to come to Nanhai Town to report and resupply. That gaze was indeed that of a warrior, not of those delicate little girls who screamed at the sight of blood, and it was so pretty......"

The words of this young man. Interrupted by the others laughing.

"You're in love with her, aren't you? Hahahaha...... I've heard that the young lady is General Tulayan's lover, and you kid wants to go after someone, so beware that the gendarmerie will knock on your door tomorrow. ”

The young man who had spoken before blushed.

"I ...... What if I like her? Is it wrong to like someone? Even General Tulayan can't limit who I like, right? ”

The young man's angry argument suddenly provoked another burst of laughter.

However, at this moment, the door of the hotel was pushed open with a bang, interrupting the noise in the hotel.

A group of people turned their heads in astonishment. I saw a tall figure walking slowly on the wooden floor.

Thunder and lightning and torrential rain rumbled in the world behind her.

The sound of footsteps left by heels on the floor. It was a little cold in the rumble of thunder and lightning.

The wind poured down the door into the hall, blowing out several lights. The rain mixed with the cold wind even pierced some adventurers who were close to the gate couldn't help but shrink their necks and subconsciously wrapped their clothes tightly.

However, no one present dared to speak to the rude visitor's behavior, and they all looked at the elf who walked to the bar with an indifferent expression in amazement.

The noisy and noisy hall also followed the appearance of the elves. In vain, they fell into an eerie dead silence, and no one dared to speak again, all of them were frightened by the blood-dripping package on the elf's back.

As regulars at the Lion King's Pride Inn, they knew that the package often contained more than ten orc heads, which were the trophies that the powerful elven ranger would bring with him every time he returned from his trip.

This beautiful elven ranger every once in a while. He would leave Nanhai Town and go to Kazmodan, which was far away from here, to hunt orcs in a land completely controlled by orcs, and never missed.

Every time she returned, she would bring her booty with her, and by the way, she would report to the South Sea Town Headquarters, which had become the Alliance's front command in order to counterattack Kazmodan and liberate the Arathi Heights from orc control.

The officers of the alliance command the army here, and every day they send troops to fight with the orcs in the Arathi Heights, and they have been very effective, having recovered Fort Rapids and other places, and are gradually forcing the orcs out of the Arathi Heights.

However, the Arathi Heights have not yet been fully recovered, so the military headquarters is still set up here in Nanhai Town, so this female elf also needs to walk far away every time to report to this Nanhai Town, which is already in the rear.

"Give me a glass of wheat wine, two slices of bread, and I'm going to take a break."

After saying this indifferently, Aurelia left the bar, turned and walked straight to the corner of the inn, found an empty seat and sat down, waiting for the maid's service.

At this time, the entire hall of the inn was silent for a long time because of the appearance of the elf, and many people looked at the package behind her and swallowed their saliva, some in awe and some fear.

No one can ignore the deterrence of so many orc heads, and this trophy is the most shocking and the heaviest glory, and one should not underestimate it.

However, Aurelia didn't seem to know or care about the changes in the environment around her, just sitting there quietly eating the food she ordered, resting, as if she was the only one in the entire inn.

The only thing special was that when she sat down, her brow moved slightly.

Subconsciously glanced at the person next to him who was hidden under the cloak, and Aurelia was a little confused.

In such a stuffy place, it is rare to see people who still wrap themselves tightly, and she couldn't help but take a few more looks.

And there was a cold aura on the other party, which made her dislike.

The smell was strange, cold and deadly, like the withered cold wind on the Winter Plains, with the smell of death, and Aurelia couldn't help but look at the other party several times.

However, in the noisy inn, the mysterious traveler still sat there coldly, oblivious to Aurelia's gaze, as if he had not seen the elf, just sat there quietly waiting for something.

When the maid brought the prepared food and typhoid medicine, Aurelia realized what the mysterious traveler was waiting for.

However, it was of no use, for the mysterious traveler, having taken the maid's hand, got up, pushed open the door of the inn, and disappeared into the pouring rain, without looking back, leaving no time for Aurelia to continue her search.

Looking at the back of the figure that disappeared in the torrential rain, inexplicably, an impulse appeared in Aurelia's heart to track down this mysterious traveler.

Her instincts told her that there was something in this person that was closely related to her, and she must not miss it. (To be continued......)