Azeroth Trail of Light

The three girls were riding on one horse, and Dick and Jarod were riding on the other horse. If the war horse the Silver Hand had not tamed with secret methods was tall enough, the weight of three people would be enough to crush it.

Half an hour later, everyone returned to the Ashenvale defense line, which had been greatly improved in sturdiness and aesthetics under the command of Eligor. The mages of Dalaran and Quel'Thalas used magic and wood, Rows of simple barracks were built, but considering the weather in Ashenvale that is like spring all year round, this kind of barracks can still fully meet the needs.

Garald watched his wife being sent to the barracks of the female priests, and his heart was finally calmed down. The top commander 10,000 years ago was concerned, and he didn't even notice that Dick Been watching him secretly.

In the history that Dick knew, Garrod was the city sheriff of the high elf city Suramar, and her sister Maiev was the priestess of the moon god, and she was a colleague of Tyrande.

In the "Light of Light", Queen Azshara became more and more obsessed with magic. The upper elf nobles began to draw the infinite power of the Well of Eternity, which attracted the peeping of the demon army.

Azshara refused to admit her mistakes. The oppressed night elves and the druids who believed in the spirit of nature no longer obeyed under the leadership of the priestess Tyrande and the archdruid Malfurion Stormrage. The rule of the high elves has risen.

This had nothing to do with Jarod, but he accidentally saved the red dragon Krasus... Yes, the red dragon mage of Dalaran. After that incident, he was completely involved in this situation In the era of great oppression and resistance, invasion and counterattack.

Later, Ravencrest, the upper elf lord of Black Rook Castle who stood on the side of the night elves, was assassinated. Garald, who was also an adjutant, carried the banner in a critical situation. Gods, forming an alliance against demons.

The white-haired elf came to the front line in person, commanding the army to fight against countless demons, and finally won precious time for the Stormrage Brothers and Tyrande who took the risk of blowing up the Well of Eternity.

It can be said that without Garrod, this world would have been destroyed 10,000 years ago, but for some reason, after the War of the Ancients, this guy and his wife chose to live in seclusion. Neither of his sisters saw him again.

Dick smiled and handed the wooden teacup to Jarod. The latter showed a decent smile on his warm face. He first sniffed the aroma of the top-quality black tea from the Kingdom of Stormwind, and then licked it gently. One bite, the sweetness, made Garrod's eyebrows curl up.

It can be seen that he is a person who is easily satisfied, and even this sweetness can make him feel happy.

Moreover, every move of this guy, Garrod, has a unique temperament that cannot be concealed at all. Even if he is just drinking tea, the surrounding decorations are just simple wooden chairs and wooden tables, but he abruptly makes this movement , drank the feeling of attending a ball in the palace.

Even Herold, a reckless man, ran over to drink a glass of water after he finished carrying the wood, but after noticing Garald's movements and temperament, he couldn't even make the iconic cow drink, not only became He took small sips of drink, and even the sound of drinking water was suppressed to the lowest level by him.

The aura is very strong!

This is the first unforgettable impression Garrod left on Dick. Just unconscious movements can affect other people's senses. This is beyond description of charm. It can definitely be called a talent. With extraordinary talents, it's no wonder that even moody wilderness demigods can be recruited as comrades-in-arms.

Dick stretched out his hand and lightly put it on the shoulders of Eligor and Herold, waking up the two guys with their heads down. The moment Errigor was awake, he took a step back and held it with one hand. He put it on the hilt of the sword, and Herold's reaction became more intense. He drank the water in his hand in one gulp, put the water glass in his arms, turned his head and ran out.

"Uh... sorry, I lost my composure!"

Herold's action also awakened Garald from the action of tasting black tea and falling into thinking. Obviously, he also knew his problem, and smiled innocently at the vigilant Eligor. This smile , the aura that filled this piece of land has all dissipated.

Dick looked at Garald's embarrassed smile, and his heart was filled with vigilance. No wonder Garald, as a commander, did not learn martial arts. He was captured by an ogre, and he had to let the footmen play Infernal Affairs before he was rescued.

But now, just relying on this almost natural charm method, he is enough to protect himself in most cases.

None of these old bones that survived from ancient times are easy to deal with!

Dick pursed his lips, a smile appeared on his face, he straightened his armor, and said gently,

"Let's get to know each other again, Mr. Garrod, I am Dick Tang, the commander of the First Expeditionary Corps in the Eastern Continent, this is our advance camp, you and your wife can live here until any time, I also need a You shouldn’t refuse a local who is familiar with the terrain of Ashenvale as a guide, right?”

Hearing Dick's words, Garrod was stunned for a moment. He put down his glass and asked in a solemn tone,

"You came from the Eastern Continent? Expeditionary Legion? Who is your enemy? Demon or?"

Dick nodded, his face became serious,

"The undead summoned demons in the Eastern Continent. They destroyed a country. The Sun King told us that the demons came for the World Tree. Once they succeed, the whole world will be destroyed. We are here for revenge. ! We are also here to save the world.”

When it came to the end, even with Dick's face, he couldn't help but blush a little. This kind of lofty excuse was really not suitable for him. , What can my 10,000 people do.

However, these righteous words still made Garald respectful. He had personally experienced the battle of the ancients. He understood how powerless and frightened ordinary people are when facing opponents like demons. This human The commander dared to propose revenge to the devil, but this was enough for him to take it seriously.

Moreover, as a commander, Garald thinks far more deeply than other elves. Although he has been in seclusion, he is not a guy who knows nothing. He has his own sources, and he also understands. With the power of the night elves, there is no chance of winning against the demon alone.

For the first time, Garald relied on multi-racial alliances to barely block the demon's attack. He really wanted to repeat the victory of the year, and in his opinion, Dick and the elite soldiers in this camp had already Gained strength as a part of the coalition forces.

But Garrod didn't reply immediately, and instead entered the state of thinking just now, which made Dick a little puzzled, but he still waved to Eligor, indicating that he could leave.

After a few minutes of long waiting, Garrod's eyes brightened again, and Dick just asked at this time,

"Mr. Garrod, is there anything bothering you?"

"Uh...I didn't...well, there is indeed one thing that confuses me."

Facing Dick's curious face, Garrod originally wanted to deny it, but thinking of what he had just thought, he decided to try the courage of the human being in front of him to see if he was a real hero or a hypocrite.

Garald made up his mind, cleared his throat, and lowered his voice again.

"Actually, I'm wondering about one thing. You humans don't know about Ashenvale. In this forest, there is actually a temple left by the guardian dragon. By the way, what is the guardian dragon? Yours Is it in the legend?"

Dick froze for a moment, not because of Garrod's problem, but because a mission was triggered inexplicably.

"Drip... trigger side quest, "Under the Shadows""

"The shadow of the demon once again enveloped the whole world, but after passing through Jarod's narrative, you discovered a mystery hidden in the shadow."

"Description: Discover the dilemma faced by the guardian dragon!"

"Mr. Dick? Mr. Dick?"

Garald's voice woke Dick up from his doubts. He glanced at Garald, put the doubts triggered by the mission behind him, nodded hurriedly and said,

"The guardian dragon, I know it. In fact, my friends and I also rescued a dragon from the Red Dragon Army on the battlefield of Dalaran's destruction. His name is Krasus!"

"Oh? Krasus? Does that troublemaker still like to travel?"

Garrod muttered something in a low voice, and before Dick could answer, he raised his head and said in a low voice,

"It's good that you know, but the Guardian Dragon Temple of Ashenvale is not the Red Dragon Army, it is under the care of the Green Dragon Army. The temple itself is for the convenience of the Green Dragon to monitor the changes in the entire world. It stands to reason that the demons invade this kind of The Green Dragon Army will find out about it immediately, and then report it to Mount Hyjal, but this time, until the demons occupy most of the Ashenvale, Mount Hyjal has not received any notification from the dragon, so I doubt it. There may be an accident at the Dragon Army Temple."

"etc!"

Dick stretched out his hand suddenly, and Garrod's words made his thinking a little confused. He rubbed his forehead and asked with a puzzled look,

"I personally followed the most famous mage of mankind. I remember that mage told me that the four temples were not the gates set up to ensure that druids and other creatures could enter the Emerald Dream? Why did they become windows to monitor the world again? ? Also, shouldn’t things like monitoring the world belong to the Bronze Dragon?”

Garrod gave Dick a strange look, and explained while shaking his head,

"Sure enough, the longer the legend goes, the bigger the mistakes will be. First of all, druids and other dream creatures can connect to the Emerald Dream through sleep, and there is no need for a gate at all. Secondly, the bronze dragon is in charge, not A single world, they are responsible for managing the endless derivative worlds on the timeline, and the monitoring of each derivative world must be handed over to the Green Dragon Legion.”

Garrod picked up the teacup, drank the remaining black tea, and continued talking about ancient secrets,

"Queen Ysera, as the controller of dreams, she can monitor all changes in the world through the tower called "World Sleep". They are the real world monitors. The blue dragon army and the black dragon army Responsible for resisting invasions from outside the world and catastrophes within the world, the Red Dragon Legion is responsible for the reenactment of life after every catastrophe that destroys the world, do you understand?"

Dick just nodded. His mind is very confused now. Garald's statement is somewhat different from the setting in the game, but if you think about it carefully, maybe what the elf said is right.

However, he also realized the purpose of Garald's so many words. This guy with no hands but a highly developed brain is planning to trick himself into going through the demon's blockade and go to the Green Dragon Army Temple to investigate the situation.

what is this? A test?

The paladin looked at the white-haired elves, took a deep breath, suppressed his dissatisfaction with these elves, and nodded.

"Then, Mr. Jarod, do you mean to entrust us with the important task of contacting the Green Dragon Army? Also, who are you? I don't think an ordinary elf would know so many secrets about the guardian dragon." pungent!"

Garrod shrugged like Dick, with a mysterious expression on his gentle face.

"It doesn't really matter who I am. The important thing is that when you hear my name, from your expression, I know that you must know me, right? Mr. Dick, it is impossible for ordinary humans to Heard my name before, so let's be honest, how about doing me a favor this time?"