"You want to go to Asuna?"

Although Sarian and Valilla did not deliberately keep their conversations low, it was not so easy to hear their conversation clearly because of the noisy noise in the venue.

Suddenly, a cold voice from a high place behind them startled the two of them, and they turned around to find that Mavi was sitting on the roof of the venue at some point, looking at them condescendingly.

Mavi himself is not very interested in the so-called celebration banquet, but no matter how he says, it is impossible to wear armor to the meeting with low emotional intelligence.

Mavi didn't wear an evening dress like Valera and the other women, but just changed into a homely casual attire.

This was surprising enough for the always selfless leader of the Watchers, and from time to time male Night Elves would quietly look at her with amazed eyes.

In all fairness, Mavi's appearance is indeed very good.

Even in the eyes of Sarren, who has been baptized by the top beauty of the High Elves since he was a child, and the standard is extremely high, he can get a high score of 90+.

But her always hanging eyebrows and cold and hard attitude have become minus points, coupled with her own majestic temperament, few people dare to look at Mavi with the eyes of appreciating beauty.

…… Of course, most of the time she couldn't actually see her face at all, and the ugly watcher's helmet would be enough to hide all prying eyes.

Mavi herself didn't care about this, she had sworn to give everything for Elune, and it never occurred to her to find a life partner for all these years.

The half-drunk Vandal Deer Helmet had been joking with Saljan and Vali in the venue, saying that Mavi was an old O girl who had not been enlightened for thousands of years.

Fortunately, this was not heard by Mavi, otherwise the great druid would have lived a very "fulfilling" life in the next period.

In fact, the Luna belief system has never forbade marriage, and as the High Priest of the Luna God, Tyrande is not the same as Malfurion, this is purely Mavi's personal behavior and has nothing to do with the organization.

Someone in the barrage joked that Mavi faced Illidan, a prisoner, every day, and after 10,000 years, maybe she had some undeserved feelings for him.

But Salaan and Valeera, who had been in contact with Mavi personally, knew that this was just a baseless rumor, and that the possibility that she was from Lala was more reliable than this rumor.

It's not all sarian and valeera's nonsense, Mavi has always had a cold attitude towards outsiders.

She only shows a soft expression when she communicates with her watchman sisters, completely showing the super high level of appearance she should have, and she really has a bit of an orange atmosphere.

After cooperating in the battle to kill Salres, Mavi's attitude towards Salian and Valera was not bad, although she did not greet her with a smile, but at least she would not keep a straight face anymore, and her demeanor was relatively peaceful.

Salian tilted his head and said to Mavi on the roof, "Yes, I'm going to go to Asuna to find out what I'm doing to Asara and make sure my guess is correct. ”

Mavi didn't continue to ask what Sarren's conjecture was, just nodded slightly.

"Da~"

Deftly jumping off the roof and landing firmly in front of the two of them, Mavi took a badge from her bosom and slapped it on Sarjan's hand.

Salren, with a keen sense of smell, smelled a hint of fruit wine from the badge that still had a slight temperature.

'She's actually drinking?' ’

"The watchman's home base, Watch Island, is just south of Assuna, and if you run into trouble that you can't solve, you can use this badge to go to the Warden's Cave and ask for help from Merlene Bladewing."

According to what Saljan has learned from other Night Elves, Mavi is an indifferent person who is focused only on her duties.

In addition, she is said to be very disgusted with the upper elves and their descendants, and her tough attitude even surpasses that of the outwardly radical Tyrande.

But after coming into contact with Mavi himself, Sarean discovered that many of these rumors were false.

Mavi is indeed very indifferent to unfamiliar outsiders, but people have two sides, and Mavi is undoubtedly a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

As descendants of the upper elves, Salaen and Valera were not subjected to unwarranted harassment when they came into contact with Mavi, but were more on business.

Before Salian could come to his senses, Mavi turned and waved goodbye to the two.

"It's time for me to go back and continue guarding the prisoners, remember to explain it to the others on my behalf."

It wasn't until Mavi strode out of sight that Valeera looked down and chuckled.

"Mavi's personality is also too straightforward, so it's easy to offend people, no wonder there are so many false rumors about her in the Night Elf clan."

Saljan also jokingly replied: "This is called the Straight Daughter of Steel?" No...... It remains to be seen whether she is straight or not. ”

Valera angrily pushed her elbow against Sarren's waist: "Don't chew on the root of your tongue behind other people's backs, and take 10,000 steps back and say, even if it's true, it doesn't matter to us, as long as she doesn't take me as a target." ”

……

By the time the sun was rising, most of the people who had participated in the banquet had fallen asleep, and Vandal Deer Helmet, who had drunk his sorrows, snored all day.

Tyrande bid farewell to Salaan and Valilla early in the morning, and returned to the town of Nodashir, eagerly awaiting the latest news from the front line from Malfurion's expeditionary force.

Because of a previous thought, Sarren didn't rush to set off, and stayed with Valera in Lolahir for a day, and finally waited for Deerhelm to wake up from his hangover in the evening of the same day.

"Hmm......"

The deer helmet, whose head was still a little drowsy, struggled to get up from the bed, and he had already developed a biological clock with extreme self-discipline in his life, and he would wake up naturally when the time came.

"You're finally awake."

The sound from the window made the deer helmet flutter for a moment, and he looked up in amazement to see a wolf with silver-white fur crouching on the roof of the building opposite.

"So, you sent out that series of wolf howls just now?"

Sarjan: "Ahem~ It's not important, it's just that I can't help but see the full moon." ”

Azeroth has had a rumor of the Wolf Howling Moon since ancient times, and Sarren can personally vouch for the truth of this rumor.

Since it happened to be a full moon today, there was some commotion in Salian's body inexplicably.

Curious, he instinctively turned into a silver wolf form, and roared at the full moon hanging in the night sky a few times on the spot, and his thoughts were instantly clear, and his whole body was refreshed.

The full moon seemed to have a special effect on the silver wolf, and Salian could feel his body absorbing some kind of energy.

In the case of making sure not to get carried away by Godring's rage, these mystical energies are good for Sarren.

The silver-white energy was further refining his body in the form of a silver wolf, making his muscles tighter and his bones strengthened to a certain extent.

Sarajan isn't sure how this works, but the moon of Azeroth does have strange powers, and it is said that when the two moons converge, they cause powerful magical tides, making them the perfect time for some special rituals.

"Whew~"

The deer helmet shook his head heavily, trying to get his dizzy brain back up and running as quickly as possible.

"You deliberately stayed, there must be something you want to talk to me about, right?"

"Just say it, I'm a person who doesn't like to go around the bush."

Silver Wolf raised his eyebrows with interest: "What a coincidence, I don't like the way I talk about it. ”

"I'm afraid that what I'm going to say will be contrary to the druid's belief in following the laws of nature, and it's not convenient to talk about it here, so come with me first."

……

After leaving Lorahir, the silver wolf in Sarean's changing form and the great white deer in their traveling form came one after the other to a small lake south of the town.

"That's it."

Turning back into a human form before and after the deer helm, Sarian asked straight to the point, "The Great Druid of the Deer Helm, have you ever heard of the Thorn Whisperer?" ”

Deerhelm was a little surprised by Sarren's question, but he nodded in response.

"I've heard that the Thornwhisperers are another sect based on the fundamentalist druids, and it is said that they are not obsessed with upholding the laws of nature, but are committed to the study of how to strike a balance between life and death."

"That's right, I'm a thorny talker."

Sarren's outstretched hands hold two different powers at once, the left hand is the vital force full of life, and the right hand is the dull and obscure power of death.

"I don't dare say how much I have done to maintain the balance between life and death, but necromancy does have something unique in some ways."

"For example...... Necromancy. ”

The deer helmet's eyes, which were originally a little cloudy from hangover, suddenly shot out two sharp rays, and the residual alcohol suddenly disappeared.

"You...... Can you help me recall Wastan's soul?! ”