"Why not?"

"No, it's too far."

"That's it?"

"You might as well let me go around Azeroth? Do I have to go back to the western wilderness and go to the northern Kingdom of Lordaeron to take a detour?" The sheriff's idea became increasingly unreliable, and it was completely a fantasy, and Vanessa had to refute them one by one.

Sheriff Dugan groped in his bearded man: "Then hire some mages? I heard that mages have teleportation skills, and there are mages in Stormwind City."

Vanessa was speechless: "Uncle, do you understand? Teleport fifty dwarves and thirty carriages? Master Anthonydas would definitely do it if he was still alive. Ms. Jaina might be able to do it, but it would be difficult for other mages. Moreover, the teleportation of liquid will have a great interference with arcane. If so much wine is relied on low-level mages to teleport, they will spill the wine into the entire western wilderness! Then you will compensate me?"

This is not possible, nor is that. I thought of several ways and was rejected by Vanessa.

"What do you think you should do? I will cooperate with you whatever I need!" Sheriff Dugan sat in a chair angrily.

At this time, the Lion King's Proud Hotel was in panic. The hotel owner couldn't bear to leave this hotel with a daily gold rush, and wanted to move the beams away. He is now directing everyone to load the car.

The dwarves drank their own drinks and ignored the panic of humanity, while Vanessa talked nonsense with the sheriff.

She was also very entangled. At one moment, she wanted the dwarves to pull the drinks back. She didn't have to hold a Wine Festival, right? It's OK for Halloween!

Just as she was about to part with the dwarves, you were back to Gaolaozhuang and I went back to Huaguo Mountain by myself, a thick voice sounded outside the door. The next moment, a group of soldiers wearing armor pushed the door and walked in.

"There is no need to evacuate the Shroud Town, and I will solve the problem of both the werewolf and the bandits."

A very strong guy! She hurriedly looked at the door.

The leader saw that the man was extremely tall and his middle-aged face was full of determination. The person who came had thick brown hair. The chaos in the hotel and the alcohol on the dwarf made him feel a little uncomfortable. He closed his eyes slightly and finally walked in.

The visitor was wearing a lion battle robe, and his gorgeous armor and sword all showed his noble identity. Vanessa couldn't help but take a step back. This person was like a moving light source in her sight. The middle-aged man in front of him was her in Chen. Storm and Fierce King Sarufar and Jaina. The fourth legendary rank that he saw afterwards was considered the legendary rank of the second human camp. Seeing this dazzling and dazzling appearance that people could not look directly at, he should still be a legendary paladin.

At this time, she could only think of one Paladin who was so powerful around Stormwind City.

The title of the sheriff made her conjecture confirm.

Sheriff Dugan bowed and greeted with an attitude of not being humble but absolutely respectful.

"Your Highness Regent, I didn't expect you to come here in person."

The Regent of the Storm Kingdom swept through the room and glanced at Vanessa twice more.

The movements she raised her hands and feet had already escaped the appearance of a human assassin, and the power of the flames on her body washed away the dark temperament of the thief. There is no distinction between good and evil in flames. Who would say that flames are evil? Using the right place is passion, and using the evil place is destruction. The key is also to depend on the user.

Vanessa is a very optimistic person. At this time, the flame energy flows in her body, making her look a little full of energy.

"Please call the townspeople, I have something to say." Boval left a light sentence, turned around and left the Lion King's Proud Hotel.

"It's saved! My hotel is saved! Thanks to the Holy Light, thanks to the Regent!" The bald hotel owner was still showing his loyalty until the main owner walked out.

"Let's go and have a look?" The dwarf shaman gave Vanessa a meaningful look.

"Of course I have to go and see it. What are you afraid of? He doesn't know you." It was suspicious to hide in the hotel at this time, and Vanessa walked out openly.

Seeing this, hehe, the red flag is waving, and there are so many people!

Less than ten minutes before and after, the sheriff and clerk summoned a large number of townsmen to listen to the regent's speech.

Vanessa looked at the cavalry in the distance, which was a very typical cavalry. After a brief look, the number exceeded 5,000, of which nearly half had the primary profession level, and more than fifty knights who seemed to be the captain reached the intermediate level.

It seems that the middle level is not very good, but in fact, the initial level can be used as the commander of the squad, and the middle level is an important cornerstone of any army and organization.

Is this the foundation of the Storm Kingdom? Vanessa thought to herself and came to an invincible conclusion. If five thousand people rushed over, she could only turn into a fire eagle and escape.

"I am Bervar Fertagan, the people of Shemjin Town, and I here to assure you that the Storm Kingdom is safe and you can live as usual without worrying." His words were concise, as if it was natural.

Of course, he also has this confidence.

If the orcs were everywhere in the mountains, most of them could not beat them. The orcs had too strong physical fitness, but a group of 1.5 meters tall were 5,000 fully armed knights could not beat 30,000 jaggers?

The men he brought were all elite. Any captains who chose were as good as the old knight of Sentinel Ridge. With the leadership of his legendary paladin, if he could not deal with a group of gnolls, it would be a joke.

This Grand Duke of Bervar Ftagen is not as gloomy and terrifying as the Regent in many film and television works. On the contrary, he is a person with a very charming personality.

The villagers of Shanjin Town had a good impression of him. He stopped to listen if the villagers had any demands. Even though the attitude was still the kind of priest's eyes that looked like a lamb, there was no idea that everyone was equal, and the villagers did not think that this actually monarch had any problems with the attitude of looking down on him.

After Bervar Fertagan arrived, everyone and things began to revolve around him, and he was the focus of everyone. At the time when the king was young and the country was regent, he was the well-deserved master of this land.

"This guy is pretty good by your human standards?" The dwarf shaman and Vanessa were doing nothing, and they were drinking from a distance.

She snorted on her nose: "Do you know? It was the pretty guy you said that sentenced you to fifty years in prison."

The dwarf shaman immediately changed his words: "By the standards of our dwarfs, he is really hypocritical!"
Chapter completed!