Chapter 190: Barrage: I smell the book

Garona also looks very young on the outside, but she is actually over 30 years old.

Because of the blood of the Draenei, the immortal race, it is impossible to tell the true age of Garona from her appearance.

The first half of Garona's life was too bumpy, and she received Gul'dan's brutal and rigorous training from an early age, so that she could enter the threshold of legend at a young age.

SalΓ©an has already seen it with Eagle Eye, and Garona has a thief rating of 51, which is a legendary goalkeeper.

In the eyes of Galona, Valeera's talent for thieves is excellent.

If she really isn't even 20 years old this year, there's definitely hope that she will break the record for the youngest legendary assassin she has ever set in the future.

Garona had been living in Azeroth for several years and knew a little about the High Elves.

Garona wouldn't be surprised if it was a short-lived species of humans who broke her record, but Valeera's ability to live at an extremely slow pace of life in Quel'Salas made her scratch her head.

"Is Quel'Salas so competitive right now?"

Valera spread her hands amusedly: "You want to be crooked, my strength progress is not directly related to the atmosphere of Quel'Salas, it is just my personal behavior." ”

A casual joke eased the slightly tense atmosphere between the two sides, and the ensuing exchange of information went very smoothly.

Valera tells Karona about the Battle of the Quicksands and the possible connection of the Chira Empire to the Old Gods and Twilight's hammer.

Garona reciprocated by translating the documents she found at the Twilight Hammer camp to Valilla and Sarren.

Since many of these documents were written after the members of Twilighthammer went insane, the preface does not match the afterword.

However, there is occasionally valuable information on the ongoing work of the Twilight Hammer and their secret connection to a mysterious force.

Unsurprisingly, these poor creatures, who have been brainwashed and controlled by Cthun, are preparing to break the seal and establish contact with the vanguard sent by the Empire.

At this time, the workers of the Chira Empire are secretly digging a nest beneath the Twilight Hammer's camp, which is the source of the strange noise that Saljan heard before.

Knowing that Sarean's father was only one step away from killing Gugar, but he missed the opportunity due to sudden external factors, Garona regretfully hammered the palm of her hand.

"It's a pity that the damned two-headed ogre escaped again."

After Gul'dan's death, Gugar was the only warlock who still possessed Garona's weakness.

As long as she can get rid of him, Garona will be able to gain the freedom she has always dreamed of.

Sarjan, who had been listening, finally spoke: "Even if you get rid of all the warlocks of the Shadow Council, the hidden dangers in you still exist, and this approach is only a palliative rather than a cure. ”

Garona's eyes flashed fiercely as she looked at Sarean: "...... Looks like you already know who I am and what I've been through in the past? ”

"Yes."

"Garona Haver Orson, the orc assassin who assassinated King Ryan Ureon, if a human hears your name, he will definitely react faster than us. ”

Garona's face was cloudy: "Don't call me Haver Orson, that's an insulting term that means 'half-orc' in orc language. ”

Salian nodded solemnly: "I understand, please don't get me wrong, I don't have the idea of insulting you, I myself am a half-breed, and I have suffered from the eyes of my clan since I was a child." ”

Garona's eyes flickered, and she noticed that Sarren's ears were slightly shorter than Valeera's beside her.

"Really...... It seems that the half-breeds are not doing well regardless of the race. ”

The similar experience made Garona feel more identified with Salian, and the communication between the two sides became more harmonious.

Sarjan: "Based on the available intelligence, Gugar has long since left Kalimdor and is hiding in a corner to secretly plot how to further release the Old Gods and disturb the peace in Azeroth. ”

"We don't know exactly where he went, only that he was connected to the ancient god Enzos."

Garona said thoughtfully, "From what I know about the warlocks of the Shadow Council, your speculation should be correct, and Gugar doesn't dare to risk going to Northrend to contact Yugsaron. ”

"Next stop, I'm going to head to Noseron to find the guy's whereabouts, and he may be following the trail to find out what happened to Saratas."

Garona is not interested in the Battle of the Quicksands, and her primary goal is to break free from the leash left behind by Gul'dan and gain true freedom.

Only by completing this obsession can she begin to think about how she will spend the rest of her life. valley

Salian shook his head and said, "As I said before, this approach is only a palliative rather than a cure. ”

"Have you ever thought about removing the engraved runes from your soul at the source?"

Garona sighed, "I haven't thought about it, but I'm just a rough person, and I don't know anything about the soul or anything. ”

"Those disgusting warlocks are good at playing with souls, but I can't afford to beg them for help."

"A dead warlock is a good warlock!"

Sarjan corrected Garona's misconceptions: "You are wrong, and it is not the warlock who knows the soul best, but only a by-product of Gul'dan's research on the methods of torturing people. ”

"The one who knows the soul best is the necromancer who has mastered the power of the death side."

"At this stage, few people in all of Azeroth dare to claim to understand the power of death."

"As it happens, I know someone who has a deep understanding of the power of death and the soul, and he may be able to help you solve this long-standing problem."

"Who?!"

Garona stepped forward and grabbed Sarean's sleeve with some excitement: "What do you want me to do?" As long as I can get rid of this damn bondage, I'm willing to do anything! ”

Ah, this ...... I smell the book. 】

[Isn't it, sir, are you so heavy-tasted? Orcs can do it too. 】

[Maybe someone will take this bite, you say yes, Sargeras (funny).] 】

[Don't Sagrath, Mai Dean's setting has long been eaten, and there is no such person in the chronicles. 】

The barrage's usual Qingqi brain circuit made the corners of Sarren's mouth twitch a little, and his face almost stopped.

Salaan has lived in Quel'Salas since he was a child, and his aesthetic has long been raised by the handsome men and women of the High Elves, and no matter how low his standards are, he will not be able to look down on Garona.

Even if the blood of the beast is really boiling, isn't there a ready-made one around......

Cough...... The train of thought was deviated by the barrage, and under Valeera's slightly strange gaze, Sarren hurriedly collected his thoughts.

If the plague has not yet occurred today, Azeroth's research on necromancy is still very backward, and there is only one lich that has appeared from ancient times to the present day.

Merry Winterwind, the sole survivor of the Council of Tirisfar, a human lich who fought in the Troll War.

But God knows where Merry Winterwind has gone, and the person Salajan is talking about is not Merry Winterwind, but Orfa the old bear who sits in the den of the Thornwhisperer.

For Garona, getting rid of potential danger and regaining the freedom of her soul is more important than anything else, and she is willing to pay any price for it.

Now that Garona has taken the initiative to express her position, it is naturally impossible for Sarian to generously let go of such a legendary thief's promise.

But what exactly he wants Garona to do, he hasn't figured out yet.

Sarean wants to take out the troublemakers of Gugar, but even if he doesn't make this condition, Garona, who hates the Shadow Council, will continue to track Gugar's whereabouts until he is killed.

"Keep your promise for now, maybe I'll ask for your help when I get into trouble in the future."

Rather than let Garona get in a hurry, Saljan bluntly directed her to Drusva to seek the help of the Great Thorn Whisperer.

If Orfa can't do anything about the prohibition in her soul, Sarean has one last resort.

Find Bonsandy.

But it wouldn't be easy to make a deal with the old fox, and he would definitely make Garona pay for something.

The question that had been pursued for many years was finally answered, and Garona's mood was a little unstable, and it took a while to gradually calm down.

"Kurtilas...... It's too far away from Kalimdor, and it's the core territory of humanity, so I'll need to be prepared before I can go. ”

Sarian gave a suggestion: "The troop carriers of Kurtilas will soon arrive in the port of the South Sea of Tanaris, so you can go ahead and lurk near the coastline east of Tanaris and find a way to sneak in when the troop carriers are ready to return." ”

"It shouldn't be difficult for you, the legendary Assassin, to infiltrate an empty troop carrier, right?"