Multiple friends, multiple roads, fewer enemies, fewer walls.

However, the question of whether the other party is an enemy or a friend is really a matter of personal level.

I believe that a good politician will have a lot of problems to consider when faced with such a problem, which is what people say...... See the big picture.

But I'm not a politician, I'm not a strategist. I thought Sylvanas had commissioned me here simply to find allies, and even the slim hope was hope. I talked to her a lot that night, and if it weren't for the gentle smile of the morning sun, I would have completely lost track of time, and the final result of my conversation with her that night was confirmed. Find allies at all costs, or find a way out for the forsaken, or ...... Leeway.

I didn't even think it would be like this when I came here.

I know that the Dark Spear Trolls are mixed with the Orcs, the Trolls follow the Orcs, and the humans have a grudge against the Trolls, but I don't know if the Dark Spear Trolls have a grudge against humans, at least as a human being, I still have a certain contribution to the Dark Spear Trolls. As for whether they remember it or not, I can't say. Orcs also have a feud with humans, which is much newer than the feud of trolls thousands of years ago, and the great chieftain of the tribe was still raised by humans, although this upbringing was full of abuse.

So if I ask them for help, will they answer me?

Yes, we can't be called human anymore, but we still have the appearance of human beings. Will they accept it?

What's more, we're already dead! They...... Is it acceptable?

Is there such a resurrection of the dead in the troll's voodoo spells? Although I know that their Loa deity is Bonsandy, the god of death, they accept the resurrection of their own people, can they accept us humans?

What does it look like for trolls to come back from the dead? Could it be that after the resurrection, he will be the same as a normal person, the same as before? And not like us...... Some of them have rotted, and some have even rotted to the point where they are skeletons. Maybe this kind of resurrection from the dead is not what they want!

If that's not what they want...... Could that be defined as sorcery?

And also...... The Darkspear clan is divided! It sent my mind into a state of confusion. The High Priest had fallen out with the Chief, and now the High Priest's spell was no longer their earlier voodoo spell, but had become some kind of necromancy similar to a spell that mainly drained the lives of others, even the soul.

What about us? What are we? What would he think if he found Woking? Will it be because we see us that we are reminded of the high priest Zarazane?

I don't know if there was any kindness back then, but the current situation is that Woking has lost most of his tribe and lost his home again. This is the kind of friendship of the early years...... Maybe it's gone!

So who do I choose?

Or who is more advantageous to choose?

If you stand on the side of an outsider...... You may directly say that of course you still choose the tribe! The tribe of orcs and trolls is powerful, and of course choose them! But whether this can be done or not, I really don't know the bottom in my heart now!

And if you find Zalazane directly...... I'm not sure about this guy right now.

So...... Or maybe I'm ......

Contact Woking and the orcs first, and if it really doesn't work, I'll be able to contact Zarazane again. Two choices weren't a bad thing, and besides, even if I did make a deal with the tribe in the end, I didn't have to be an enemy on Zarazane's side. Leaving them on this path may not be a bad choice unless necessary!

And as for the orcs...... I just think it's really hard to do!

Not to mention the few times the army of Arthas in the Ashen Valley Forest encountered the orcs a few years ago, let's just say that Gianna's woman probably can't say anything good to us in front of the orcs. I don't even have to assume whether this is true or not, and I just assert that the woman would have done it. At least explain to the great chieftain of the tribe how we dead people came to be.

From this analysis, Zalazane's line cannot be broken! If that's the case, finding the Darkspear clan and finding Woking is the first thing I'll do! The boat left the archipelago and continued southwest, and after clearing my thoughts, I felt a little relieved.

The feeling of the waves crashing into the bow of the ship hitting my face was a little refreshing.

Soon after the ship discovered land, I thought it had found the mainland, and the endless coastline should not be wrong.

I happily beckoned them all out to welcome this new beginning, they didn't understand why I was so happy, but the way I was happy made them happy, and the girl's sweet smile made me even happier.

Hum!

After walking some distance along the coastline, I chose a very, very open coast as a landing point. Although there is no greenery on this beach, and it is not at all the lush vegetation like the archipelago, but the vast brown-red land and brown-red mountains in the distance, there is a little bit of a good ...... It's about being open.

For us, it's good to be open!

After putting down the boat, everyone boarded the land, and although they had been attacked last time, they did not care about this situation at all this time, so I landed with them. After stepping on solid ground again, I still felt a slight dizziness.

Despite the landing, the land is still a bit barren. Either way, they officially set foot on a new continent. Camping on the coast, we enjoyed our first night in the New World. A bunch of mages got together and muttered something, and I knew by their stinky faces that they were definitely not happy with this environment, but I didn't care what they thought or said, they hadn't seen a good place yet, so it was too early to say anything.

The good thing is that the night sky here is much more beautiful than it would be on the eastern continent.

The singing of the women attracted me, and it was the first time I heard the undead sing, so to speak, the forsaken are also undead, and the singing of the undead really felt very different.

Death had made their voices no longer tactful, and their singing was not melodious, and I couldn't even hear what they were singing, but under the stars, in the air with a peculiar dry smell, in this foreign land that was not known how far away, they used their songs to tell their feelings.

I didn't ask them how it felt to hear this song, maybe everyone has different understandings and feelings, in my heart their singing voice seemed to be full of longing, and that slightly hoarse voice reminded me of many people, especially Edwin. Before I knew it, I had left him again, and I remembered what he wanted me to do, but I had come here by such a ghostly way.

I'm going to help him, but what do I do now help him? Maybe one day, if I have to, I'll go back with a bunch of undead? Ha! When I think about it, I don't just have a lot of thoughts.

In the distance there was the sound of horses' hurried hooves, and the scouts returned. I watched him, and the scout jumped off his horse and ran straight for me. Somehow, judging by the way he walked, the news didn't seem good.

"Lord Bill!" He saluted me.

"Hurry up." I'm a little impatient.

"I found out...... The castle of mankind! His eyes glowed green in the light of the flames.

The guy's words immediately caused a commotion among the people around him.

It's inevitable, and no one will dare to believe it's true, but this news is definitely not fake. I couldn't believe my ears.

"Are you sure?" I narrowed my eyes.

"Are you sure?"

"How are you sure?"

"On the other side of the mountain...... he turned and pointed in a dark direction, "there are not only human castles but human manors there. ”

"Unbelievable!" Sam leaned in. "How can there be humans here? I've never heard of humans coming to such a place. ”

"There are so many things in this world that we don't know." I said, "Do you really see clearly?" ”

"I can't believe it's true, but ......," he said, reaching out from behind him and pulling out a package of unripe wheat seedlings. Humans farm here. ”

"How big is the castle?" Sam asked.

"There were at least a thousand people in that place." He said.

"Really human?"

"Yes."

"Who are they? People from which country? ”

"I don't know." He said.

"It's your job to figure it out." I said, "That's the point. ”

"It's too dark, and I didn't find the sign or flag." He said.

"Let's go! Take me to see it! As I spoke, I gestured toward the horse.

"I'll go too." Sam said.

I have no objection, who called him the Archmage.

Although we didn't find out where the humans came from, the scout's ability to discern direction was still very high, and after leaving the lit camp we were once again in the dark, but his sense of direction was still very good. We soon climbed a hill, and when we stood at the top of the hill, the lights in the distance came into view, and it was a small town!

After running past, the castle gradually revealed its true face, the walls, the walls, the fences, the farmland, I couldn't believe it was real, especially in the darkness I was really worried that what I saw tomorrow morning would be all hallucinations.

Standing on the ridges of the farmland outside the village, there is water here! However, it is also possible for humans to set up camp in such places without water.

I touched the wet dirt in the ditch, looked at the dark but visible houses and the castle next to me, and a bad thought arose in my mind.

Could this be the castle and village that Gianna and her men built?