Chapter 65: The Struggle of the Little Man
Sarjan's justification made the barrage a little speechless.
"Speaking of which, even if the war has just ended, we haven't seen anyone begging in the Yongge Forest, so there is really no shortage of food?"
"I knew that Quel'Salas had a superior life, but I didn't expect that even beggars, creatures that can be found everywhere in the world, would be extinct......"
Due to the discrimination he has been against by pure-blood elves for many years, Sarean has a bad impression of the country of Quel'Thalas, and he has never felt that every elf can be proud to have enough to eat.
It was only after leaving Quel'Salas that SalΓ©an knew for the first time that people in the world outside of Quel'Salas were running for a full meal.
Some people fall into the grass and do the evil deeds of robbing homes and houses, blocking roads and robbing people.
There are also people who choose to be beggars, reaching out to beg for food from well-wishers passing by.
Due to his special upbringing, SalΓ©an had seen only the shortcomings of Quel'Salas in the past, and took its advantages for granted.
It was only after seeing the outside world with his own eyes that Salian began to look back and reflect on whether his perception of Quel'Thalas was too one-sided and subjective.
'Daddy, is that why you asked me to leave my hometown for a trip?' β
"I'm getting more and more curious about Salian's father, it's rare to have such foresight in such an ancient feudal society."
"It's better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles."
"It's shallow on paper, and I never know that I have to do it."
"Okay, okay, don't recite ancient poems there, don't you see that Salian is already confused."
Shaking his head and ignoring the obscure ancient poems in the barrage, Sarena felt a rare relaxation and found a bakery on the side of the road to sit down and rest.
"Let's hope Valera can get something."
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As expected, the group of ruffians instinctively fled to the place where they had been tasked before.
Valera successfully met the black-robed man who had entrusted the ruffians with a move, and he must have deliberately waited here for the ruffians to report the results of the mission.
Completely restrained and sneaking to the extreme distance in front of the other party, Valeera saw the man's face hidden under the hood.
Contrary to her expectations, this person was not the Slack who had found fault with Ronin before, but a young woman with an average appearance.
'It's strange, we've only been in Dalaran for a few hours, have we offended anyone other than Slack? β
Unable to figure it out, Valeera continued to stand still, quietly waiting for the situation to develop.
The place where the two sides meet has left the central ring of the city, and the surrounding houses have become very sparse and mostly low-rise bungalows.
Based on Valeera's professionalism, this is a very suitable place to kill people, and she has already mourned in her heart for the ruffians who have failed in these tasks.
"Failed?"
The black-robed woman deliberately changed her voice by some means, and it sounded indistinguishable from male and female.
"The mission failed, and you escaped back with such a swagger?"
Valera could feel the muscles of the woman's body suddenly tense, and invisible arcane ripples spread outward around her, as if trying to confirm if there was anyone following nearby.
On this mission, Vellais gave Valera a treasure from the Deep Shadow family's collection.
Nominally, it's to help her with her mission, but in reality...... Anyone who understands understands it, it's nothing more than letting her better assist Sarren outside.
This piece of equipment is called the Cloak of Concealment.
As the name suggests, the main effect of the cloak is to enhance the stealth ability, and to a certain extent, isolate detection spells.
As long as the opponent's strength does not exceed that of Valera herself, it will be difficult for the detection spell to take effect.
Confirming that there was "no one" around, the black-robed woman breathed a sigh of relief, but then a cold light shot out of her eyes.
"Want money? Hmph~"
With a sneer, her right hand, with two rings, stretched out from under the black robe.
Without waiting for the ruffians who sensed that the atmosphere was not right, the black-robed woman shot blue and white arcane missiles one after another from her hand, knocking all the unsuspecting ruffians away in just a few seconds.
"Wait...... Wait a minute! β
The strongest bearded leader fell to the ground and moved backwards in horror, blood already spilling from the corners of his mouth.
"We don't want any money, we just want to stay...... Yes! β
Under Valeera's calm gaze, the black-robed woman mercilessly made up for a magic explosion of an area attack, killing all the survivors who survived.
"Tsk!"
The snow-white feet exposed to the black robe were splashed with a little drop of blood, and the black-robed woman was very unhappy about this.
"Filthy inferior."
Using a cleansing spell to wash away the blood on her feet, the black-robed woman looked around vigilantly for a moment, then activated a magic prop and left the scene in a teleportation.
After a few seconds, Valilla emerged from the shadows, frowning at the two dozen corpses on the ground.
"With a magic prop with teleportation ability, this woman's identity is probably not simple, at least she is also the apprentice of a senior mage."
Valera sighed helplessly: "It seems that I accidentally got involved in a troublesome matter, and that guy from Salian is still so good at causing trouble." β
"Huh?"
Just as she was about to turn to leave, Valilla suddenly saw something in the cuff of her dead beard.
It was a small piece of fabric of a different color and material from his own gray linen garment.
"Black...... Silk? β
Valilla picked up the small piece of black silk and quickly restored the previous image in her mind.
"I see, before I died, I deliberately sprayed blood on the surface of the woman's feet, and took advantage of her distraction to tear off a small piece of the material of the black robe as evidence."
Valilla looked thoughtfully at the bearded leader, who was still wide-eyed.
"The last struggle of the little people...... Is it? It did me a surprising favor. β
As Valera relapsed into the shadows, the untouched edge of the city returned to its tranquility.
It wasn't until the next morning that the bodies were finally found and hurriedly reported to the nearest Kenrito guards.
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"Sure enough, it was killed?"
Knowing the follow-up development from Valeera's mouth, Sarayan was not surprised by the result, and his mood was not much turbulent.
Neither the employer nor the ruffian is a good thing, it's nothing more than dog-eat-dog.
"Suck ~"
Valilla was munching on bread when she was surprised to find that Salaen had actually sniffed the "dirty" black robe to her nose.
"What are you doing! You're not a hound! β
Valera angrily retrieved the black cloth from Sarian, but was surprised to see Sarren's face with a thoughtful expression.
ββ¦β¦ How? You can't really smell anything, do you? β
"Hmm."
Sarian pointed to his nose: "You know, my background is quite special. β
"Since being blessed by the Tree of Life, Sasara, and awakening some of the power of the bloodline, my five senses have been significantly improved."
"What I smell is not a smell, but a residual breath of energy."
Sarjan pointed to the black cloth in Valeera's hand: "Before this black cloth was torn off, its owner should have been casting spells, and some special energy fluctuations were left behind. β
"So?"
Valilla raised an eyebrow and asked, "Can you follow this faint energy fluctuation to track down the target?" β
"I can't."
Salian spread his hands and added before Valilla rolled her eyes and complained, "At least I can't do it alone, if someone can help me set up the tracking technique, maybe ...... It works. β
Valeera's expression moved: "What do you mean...... Prince Kael'thas ? β
Salian nodded, his eyes becoming a little deeper: "I have an indescribable premonition that this matter may have something to do with His Royal Highness the Prince. β
Big orange is important: "Hello everyone, my name is premonition." β
"Grass, please be considerate of Xiao Sa, you can't say that you listened to the barrage, Valera is afraid that she will suspect that there is something wrong with his brain."