At midnight, the huge and scarlet moon rose to the highest point of the night sky, because there was no wind today, so the surface of Lake Nethan was very calm, just as the newsboy said, such a calm lake was really like a crystal under the moonlight, "It is really unusually beautiful, the whole lake looks like a huge amethyst coin!" Don Quixote didn't know why this thought came to his mind!

He curiously walked to the lake and squatted down, picked up a handful of water and deconstructed it with spiritual energy, as a mage, but also as an alchemist, he knew that ordinary water would never reflect such a strange light, and it was December, one of the coldest months in Britain, the general lake had long frozen, but although the lake water here was very cold, it was still liquid, so it was certain that there should be something in the lake water here, which caused it not to freeze, and to be able to reflect brilliant light！

"What is this?" Under the perception of Don Quixote's psionic energy, he found that there was a small crystal in the lake water, and after careful analysis, he found that its structure was no different from that of the amethyst coin, "I said that the surface of this lake actually looks like an amethyst coin, and it turns out that the lake water is mixed with amethyst particles." ”

Knowing the secret, Don Quixote was not so curious, but he couldn't help but admire, of course, it sounded more like sarcasm, "Britain is really rich, and it can be mixed with amethyst particles in the lake water for viewing." ”

Of course, this sentence is actually a joke by Don Quixote, after all, no matter how rich a country is, it will not do this, let alone Arthur Penreid's human spirit!

"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, where are you a civilian who broke in?"

Don Quixote turned around and saw that it was a girl holding a lion, and she was holding a pile of firewood in her arms! If Don Quixote had seen Arthur Penred, he would have found that the two women looked very similar, and even their voices sounded very similar, but it was obvious that the one in front of him, whether it was voice, appearance or temperament, looked very immature, and could not be compared with the mature queen, but there was a little more sense of clarity!

However, although Don Quixote had never seen her, he just casually glanced at the girl's outfit and the temperament she revealed, plus the place where she appeared, and the very powerful monster beside her, he already knew her identity roughly, not the daughter of the queen now, it should be a sister, anyway, it must be a princess!

"Princess Ben is asking you, why don't you speak?"

As a result, when Don Quixote was still guessing, the little girl had already reported herself!

As for why Don Quixote was able to stand here so indifferently after knowing the identity of this little princess, instead of running away, it was because when the little girl entered the range of his psionic eye, he found out.

However, after a long time, she was the only one, and there was no soul fluctuation of the guards who secretly protected her, which proved one thing, this little princess was secretly running out to play by herself, which is very common in the royal family, after all, the child loves freedom and yearns for the outside life, and must hate others to follow her.

"You say I'm not right?" asked Don Quixote, smiling slightly, with some wicked amusement.

"Of course," the little girl raised her head high, "and call me you, you commoner!"

"I wasn't wrong when I said that there are amethyst crystals in this lake. ”

"That's right. ”

"Then there is no fountain of life under this lake, right? ”

"Yes. ”

"In that case, where did you say this amethyst came from?"

"Hmph, why should I tell you about this civilian?"

"If you don't tell me, how do I know if you're lying to me?"

"My princess will deceive you into a commoner?"

"Lying has nothing to do with identity, and if you can't tell a reason, then it proves that you are just a little liar!"

"You", the little princess, has been pampered since she was a child, when was she teased like this, her little face was flushed with suffocation, and the monster on the side also roared a few times, as if she wanted to go up and tear up the guy who annoyed her master!

"Simba, don't move!" the little girl yelled at the lion next to her very domineeringly, and sure enough, the lion was crawling on the ground like a kitten, but her eyes were still staring at Don Quixote.

"Then what are you going to do if I prove that I'm not lying?" Looking at the indignant expression of this little girl, Don Quixote couldn't help laughing, it seems that the British royal family is not as hateful as imagined, and the best way to see how a royal family has a reputation is is to see what kind of people the royal family members are, such as the children of the Eight Banners in the evening, eating, drinking, gambling, and doing all kinds of evil, so how good can the royal family be?

On the contrary, if the members of the royal family are still kind and do not have that kind of arrogant and luxurious people, it means that the leaders of the royal family will not be far behind!

Obviously, this little princess is very simple, and when a stranger appears in the royal garden, her first reaction is not to suspect that she is an assassin, but to theorize why there is an amethyst in the lake!

That Warcraft should be at least a mid-level Warcraft, and its strength is only higher than its own, although there is no problem with self-preservation, but if you want to defeat this seemingly lazy lion, the price you have to pay will definitely not be too low!

By the way, in the world of Faeron, the level division of Warcraft is probably low-level, middle-level, high-level, and lords, and the origin of Warcraft is due to a plane war many, many years ago, and the creatures that can be called Warcraft in the world of Faren today are more or less flowing with the blood of creatures from another plane, so in terms of strength division, they directly use the hierarchy of that plane!

Like the mid-level Warcraft in front of Don Quixote, its most powerful thing is that the innate ability of the Warcraft has awakened, which sounds a bit similar to the talent spell that Arthas once said, but if you want to strictly define it, it is more like a superpower on the earth, doing whatever you want, but the ability is relatively simple, and the ever-changing feeling of the non-master.

"Civilian, what are you laughing at? Princess Ben is talking to you!"

"I was thinking, if I can prove that what you said is right, I will give you a gift as compensation. ”

"Hmph, this princess has never seen anything, what can a mere civilian do with it?"

"Are you going to make a campfire?"

The princess looked down at the wood in her arms and nodded, "So what?"

"How did you light the fire?"

"Of course I use flint and steel! And sometimes if I don't bother to use flint, Simba will spit fire!" said and stroked Simba, who was as well-behaved as a kitten a few times, obviously, this simple little princess inadvertently told her own magical beast innate ability

"Well, if you can prove that what you say is right, I'll make you a special tool for igniting a fire, absolutely in line with your status as a princess, guaranteed to be gorgeous, and very practical!"

"Civilian, why should I believe you?" But apparently this little princess was a little tempted, it seemed that she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and naturally she was very curious about new things!

"Goddess Misra is above," said Don Quixote, floating, "I'm not a commoner!"

On the night of the full moon, it is suitable to come and see this Nesson Crystal Lake, but on the night of the full moon, there are more ghost legends, even in the world of Faeron, for example, at this moment outside the city of Zemasnan, the grave keeper Garcy Mordo is patrolling the cemetery in the middle of the night, although it will be miserable to not be able to sleep in the middle of the night, but this is his job, and there is no way to make a living.

Moreover, being a grave keeper on the outskirts of the capital is also an enviable job, but every time on a full moon night, he, a fledgling grave keeper, will always have some panic.

It's like an instinct, because many stories and legends he heard when he was a child will be deeply engraved in his mind, so every time this time, he is a little scared.

"Gooo~" Garcy Modo took out a bottle of wine from his wide padded jacket pocket and drank it in a big gulp, obviously trying to use the anesthesia of alcohol to embolden himself, "Hmph! Daddy has been a grave keeper for almost twenty years, and he hasn't seen anything happen on a full moon night." ”

"Goo-goo-goo"

Perhaps it was because the wine was drunk too quickly, but after less than ten minutes, Garcy Mordo, who was carrying an oil lamp, was already swaying and a little drunk.

"Poof~" A strange sound suddenly came from the dead cemetery, it sounded as if something had come out of the earth! Although the sound was not loud, it made Garcy Mordo break out in a cold sweat, and the wine woke up instantly, he held the lantern high and shone it in the direction of the sound!

"Ahh

It was a rotting human hand! Sticking out of the grave, and then, with the head, and the body, in the blink of an eye, a person who was almost rotten crawled out of the dirt, and long maggots came out of their eyes, and back from their mouths, and from time to time they shed foul-smelling slime!

However, the so-called horror was just beginning, and countless voices of "poof~poof~poof~~" floated into Gashi Mordo's ears from all around, and countless corpses crawled out of the grave around him

"Ah!!" this time it was not a roar, but a wail, and apparently poor Garcy Mordo, who had not escaped in time, had become the first meal of the creatures who had just returned from hell

"Smack!" The little princess who returned to the camp put the wood in her arms next to her tent, and then pointed to the huge tree behind her, "See? This is the ancient tree of life in the Elven Forest planted by my mother, although it is not long and cannot form a fountain of life, but its roots have stretched out into the lake, so the amethyst condensed by the roots of the ancient tree of life has merged into the lake, which is why it is called the Nethan Crystal Lake!

"Understood, thank you, Your Highness the Princess. ”

"Hmph, what about my gift, civilian, if you dare to deceive me, I will put you in the blackest prison in Zemas!"

"Haha," Don Quixote laughed a few times, took out a metal cube from his bosom, about half the length and width of his palm, and threw it to the little princess, "open the lid on it and it will automatically ignite, close the lid and the fire will be extinguished!"

Of course, this thing is the otherworldly version of the lighter that Don Quixote made when he was bored.

The little princess looked at the somewhat heavy metal bump in her hand, the smooth surface reflected the moonlight, and she could even faintly see her face, one of which was also carved with a somewhat dense pattern, and she would be a little dizzy after staring at it for a long time.

"Hey, this" When the little princess raised her head again, she found that the strange man had disappeared, and at this time there was a shouting voice from a distance, "Princess Liya, Chief Merlin told you to go back quickly"