Anomaly Of Warcraft

"Let me find a pastor to show you."

"No, it's just a bruise, a small problem."

"but I……"

Sylvie squeezed the metal fork in her hand with two fingers.

"Pediatrics."

Carlos blushed, realizing that he couldn't do it, silly skin broke the knife with three fingers.

"No, what I want to say is..."

"Have you heard of stress response?"

Carlos forcibly changed the subject.

"Aha?!"

"The bruised part will become thicker and harder in order to prevent it from being hurt next time, so there is no problem at all, just like a Saint Seiya won't be defeated by the same moves twice, so there is no problem at all!"

"But is there really no problem not connecting it? And what is a Saint Seiya, a variant of the Paladin."

Sylvie still looked confused and guilty.

"I said it was just a bruise! There is no break!"

Carlos reached out his palm and made a stop gesture.

"Listen well, Saint Seiya is the promotion class of Paladin. Only the most powerful Saint Seiya can be called a Paladin."

"Aha?!"

Sylvie became even more confused, couldn't help but tilted her neck, showing Carlos a cute face.

"I am confused by you. Only the most powerful Paladin can be called a Saint Seiya. As a Saint Seiya, one of the biggest characteristics is how to fight Immune to Death. The powerful self-healing ability of the body is the most basic characteristic of a Saint Seiya. ."

In order to explain that he hadn't broken, Carlos had begun to talk uncontrollably.

"But is it really okay not to connect it? I tell you that the priest girl I want to introduce to you is really good. In the beginning, I wasted a lot of work in order to dig people from the North County monastery. Not only the holy Light spells are good, medicine and pharmacy are also very good, and people grow well."

Sylvie sincerely hopes to make up for her fault with practical actions.

"..."

Carlos couldn't vomit a mouthful of old blood, and his chest felt uncomfortable.

"If you don't want to let others know, I will arrange it for you. It is also okay to kill people afterwards or kill them first."

Sylvie thought she understood Carlos' concerns and had already begun to consider the aftermath.

"It's enough!"

Carlos took Sylvie's hand and stuffed it into his crotch.

"No break! Contusion! Don't you understand the bruise!"

"It's so short, and it's not broken yet!"

Carlos endured the pain and pulled Sylvie's hand out and stroked his forehead speechlessly. It was a mistake to talk about this topic with a self-righteous old maid.

Carlos was extremely thankful that half of his energy was spent on the study of Divine Shield.

Since becoming a Paladin, the Pyroblast technique has been received with the face, the twelve-pound cannon is pushed over the chest, and the holy shield technique is not disadvantageous. Only the slash of the arakkoa Ashkandi made Carlos feel that the Divine Shield was broken.

However, it was such a reassuring Holy Shield technique that was directly crushed by Sylvie...

"If you entangle this topic again, our cooperation will stop here."

Carlos became irritated.

"Well, then I will introduce a girl to you."

"Then her medical skills are very good?"

"Um."

"It's enough!"

From the time he got on the airship, he started to wrestle, and until the airship went out to sea, Carlos felt that the damage to his soul was far greater than the damage to his body.

After about seven hours of voyage, the airship overturned the ridges of the Red Ridge Mountains and reached the vast ocean of blue waves.

"You have several such airships."

Standing on the flight deck, feeling the sea breeze blowing across his face, and watching the sun slowly fall to the west, Carlos eased his mood.

"The one that can be used plus the one we're in is seven."

Sylvie put her hands around her loose hair and said faintly.

"The airship is actually not easy to use. It is large and has a small load. The goblins are too strict with the method of refining the special gas for filling the airbag. Although I can buy enough supplies first, the price is The goblins slaughtered a knife."

"It's a shame."

Carlos is free to interface.

"Well, just this journey, to transport you and your twelve guards, the cost is about 20,000 gold coins, this is my own ship."

"So expensive!"

For the first time, Carlos showed a look of stunned error. With 20,000 gold coins, he could arm both legions with little use.

"Fortunately, if you use magical teleportation, although it can be cheaper to use seven thousand gold coins, the security is not guaranteed. After all, Earl Heinz, as a high-level water element, still has the ability to interfere with positioning and transmission, and the holy lake is not so. Easy to go."

After speaking, Sylvie stopped speaking, and a little cold sweat came out of her forehead, but she was quickly blown away by the sea breeze, and she looked pale.

After a while, Carlos realized that Sylvie was not chatting with himself, but unknowingly revealing "us" secrets.

Obviously, the physical discomfort is because Sylvie was warned by "we".

"Don't say anything that can't be said."

Carlos looked at Sylvie with a mixed mood, and finally wiped Sylvie's forehead with his sleeve.

"But there are some things you have to know, otherwise nothing will be done. I can't make plans. You have to do everything by yourself, or even hide it from me."

This game is so complicated...

On the one hand, we need to obtain information from Sylvie, and on the other hand, it is necessary to prevent "we" from detecting anything from Sylvie.

Carlos is not very good at this kind of tacit understanding.

After four days of sea travel, the goblin airship arrived at the wetland.

"It's so fast, it will take at least half a month to sail."

Looking at the mist-shrouded coast, Carlos sighed.

"Wouldn't it be good to send you directly back to South Blue Town or Arathi Highlands?"

Sylvie asked inexplicably, unable to understand Carlos's decision to land in the wetland.

"Don't you want me to solve the key problem?"

Carlos asked rhetorically.

"These things can't be solved by personal bravery. Without a strong enough corps, everything is just empty talk."

Sylvie replied.

"I think so."

Carlos curled up his mouth with the most pretending arc.

And one hundred and forty kilometers away, the First Alterac Corps was clearing the jackals from the swamp.

"Ymir, why do we fight in the quagmire with the gang of scum that can't even let go of the bones and scum?"

Sora looked impatient.

"This is the decision of Master Brick."

At this moment, Ymir did not have the impetuousness of the first landing, showing the qualities of a professional soldier, calm and calm.

There are a lot of people available under Carlos, but according to the rank of confidants, the tiles are definitely above Ymir. When Brick pretended to be mysterious, Ymir felt that he was excluded from a small circle, so he was impatient. But when Brick revealed the battle plan, Ymir calmed down. It turned out that he was still "his own."

"What's the selling point, be careful I won't help you fortune telling!"

Sora squinted in a low threat.

"I don't believe you anymore because of the excuse you need to prepare materials, how many benefits you have made for yourself."

Ymir looked at Sola with a pained face.

"Oh, I was found!"

Sola looked frightened.

"You are really just lying to me!"

"Nonsense, I won't do things that Carlos hates. I still want to be your mistress."

"Cut~~"

"I am stupid."

Just when Ymir and Sola were gagging, the army had cleared the entire area.

The big swamp in the north-central wetland may be a nightmare for explorers, but in front of the formed army, the terrifying swamp creatures and wolves are nothing more than rations.

"Master Brick, what are we waiting for here?"

Raistlin followed the bricks, watching the bricks command the soldiers to pick up dry soil from more than ten kilometers away to fill the swamps and compact the foundations. It was a little unclear.

There are no suitable ports around, and it is far from the land. Only two hundred kilometers to the northeast is the boundary of Grim Batol. It is said that there is now a war fortress for the orcs.

Does Brick intend to build a camp here?

"Waiting for the return of the king."

Faye's strength is high, in addition to talent, more dependent on financial resources.

Over the years, relying on helping Carlos do the dirty work, the bricks have really made a lot of benefits, and even got some rare materials that can't be bought with gold coins.

The favorable situation has allowed the strength of Brick to increase by leaps and bounds...at least it seems like this.

Although Raistlin was young and was already a leader among the human wizards of his age, he felt that he couldn't see through the tiles, so he was very respectful.

In the world of magic, strength is greater than fame.

"The return of the king... can it be said!"

Raistlin seemed to understand.

"Do you think my king is a person of willfulness? All this is a big game. Do you think that a legion with less than two thousand people can bring victory to my king? This is just the beginning."

The tile seemed to be explaining, but it didn't say anything.

High-level political struggles are not something that Fangzhuan is willing to participate in, but if you want to stay out of the matter, you must understand.

The conversation ended with a sigh, and the bricks closed their eyes with the staff in both hands.

My king, the stage is ready, just waiting for you to appear.

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