In his opinion, the other party was just a little girl with powerful magic power. Is it a demigod? Even if you have the strong magic power, what if you can't release it? Besides, the fact that Kalimdo wore it back has proved that even a demigod can be killed!

Moreover, they seemed to have never seen the little girl show corresponding strength. At that time, when facing Archmond, she just burst out with her strength. It looked scary, but in the end she didn't even use a spell, and the other party ran away inexplicably!

Rather than believing that the other party has strong strength, he would rather believe that the other party must have secretly colluded with the demon! Recently, the news from the senior management of Lordaeron also vaguely proved this matter. The fire elements are unwilling to cross the river that seems to have been deemed to be the border, and the undead and the demons are the same. Then, after a little thought, this matter seems very interesting!

The most important thing is that this little girl is careless all day long and has those powerful fire demon guards, but when she goes out, she never even has a subordinate!

Now, it’s not like playing to kill such a mage who is not at all prepared? This is simply a waste of money. If you don’t make this ticket, you’re sorry for the conscience of their assassins!

"Yes! Lord Duke! I'll go and send a message now!"

The masked thief behind Duke Jorazi Ravenhod responded and turned and left gently. Only Jorazi was left here to enjoy the tranquility of the afternoon alone.

...

The time has come, and the late-achieving old John has been very proud recently! After the Second Orc War, for a long time, his position at that time has never been moved at all.

However, since the undead natural disasters rage, he has gone from being the first small lieutenant on duty, and has risen all the way. He first became the manager of a refugee camp, and then became the mayor of the Fire Town.

But now, the construction of the Flame Town has not been completed, and he has been transferred to the biological residential area of ​​the Flame City, serving as the supreme governor of the biological area, specifically responsible for the management and daily operations of this large special area.

Now, in this cold and cold winter season of the northern continent, the city of flames, which is as warm as summer, naturally becomes more and more prosperous, and it has become a good place for wealthy and powerful humans or high elves to spend the winter!

A large number of Lordaeron's remaining nobles, rich merchants, or high elves who were tortured by Demon Impression, ran to the biological zone of the City of Fire under various names, either spent the winter or absorbed the abundant fire element magic power here to alleviate Demon Impression.

Moreover, the most important thing is: after they came here to live, they began to set up tents or build houses everywhere, and were ready to be lazy and not want to leave.

Old John couldn't do anything to send troops to drive him away, because this was completely in line with the covenant signed by the Fire Alliance!

Just because of these more and more nail households, Old John had to replan the entire biological area, knock down all the scattered houses and rebuilt them, and auctioned out many sorted lands so that these humans or high elves who planned to live here for a long time could build houses and live on their own, so as not to disrupt the basic order of his jurisdiction.

Shortly after that, thanks to the exaggerated building speed of the fire elements, the order of the bioarea he was in charge finally improved a lot and began to become more and more prosperous.

It took him only a few dozen days since he was ordered to take over this area, and this place has become the most prosperous and lively place in the entire City of Fire except for the commercial area!

Do business, go to the commercial area across the spacious avenue; eat and come to the prosperous biodiversity. This has become a catchphrase in the City of Fire, both fire elements and other creatures of all races.

Whether it is dwarves, humans, or high elves, they have a considerable number of masters living here.

After all, all the four countries of the Flame Alliance enjoy the right to live and travel freely in the other three countries. They come here to buy land and repair houses and settle down, which does not violate any provision of the Flame Alliance.

"Yo! Consul John, are you free recently? Why not, tonight, continue to come to our winter dance?"

A nobleman of Lordaeron who was strolling on the street, when he saw Old John wearing casual clothes, leading two guards wearing fiery red armor and holding flame-shaped guards in the biodistrict, he quickly came forward to talk and win over the relationship and tried to invite the other party to attend his dance.

Now, John, who is born in a mud-legged state, is a hot figure in the City of Fire.

After all, the high-ranking leaders of the Fire Kingdom that they no longer have too much power can be contacted and most easily accessible to, perhaps, is the ruling chief of this human area, John.

"Ahhh, it's Baron Pousseus...that, thank you for your kindness, but... I don't have that much time in the past few days. You must have seen it too. I've been very busy recently. There are many things that I need to deal with in person, let's do it another day! I will definitely come if I have time another day!"

Old John deals with these bastard nobles who know how to enjoy themselves all day long.

Since he attended this winter dance not long ago, he has never wanted to get involved again!

That kind of extravagant and lewd dance party is definitely not something that John, who is used to being poor, can enjoy. Old John doesn't like this kind of life very much and is disgusted! When he thinks of the so-called winter dance party, he feels uncomfortable all over!

After dealing with the difficult Lordaeron noble, when Old John turned over another bustling street, he saw a little girl carrying a teddy bear and wandering around. It was a coincidence that it was Her Majesty the Queen of their Flame Kingdom!

Seeing this, Old John's eyes lit up. Since he had met him here, he must go up and say hello and try to show his face in front of Her Majesty the Queen. There are not many opportunities like this. After all, even as the ruler of the biological area, he is not qualified to enter the Queen's Palace casually.

Well? It seems something is wrong?

When Old John was about to go up to say hello to the Queen, as a veteran soldier, he found that the crowd around Her Majesty the Queen seemed a little abnormal? He had murderous intent?

Those humans eating in front of a stall seemed a little careless? They still glanced at Her Majesty the Queen who was walking there from time to time?

Wait! Also, the two goblins on the other side were obviously selling some expensive things at the stall, but they didn't run to the opposite commercial area but came here? Don't you know if it's special for food? Look at the deserted appearance in front of their stalls, and they neither care nor shout. Is this what goblins who are tempted to see money should do?

They are simply a waste of time, and for them goblins, time is money!

Finally, on the way Her Majesty the Queen was moving forward, where... there were two trolls? They were guards hired by a caravan? But... the route they were traveling seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally and clamped them up in the direction of Her Majesty the Queen? Ah! They reached into their backs?

Not good! There is an assassin!

"There are assassins!!!"

Old John felt a stern, and he finally realized why he had always felt something was wrong. It turned out that someone was trying to be unfavorable to the queen? After seeing it, he had only had time to scream heart-wrenchingly, but in an instant, together with the two guards beside him, he was suddenly knocked out by the attack from behind...

The general skill of the thief city: sap!

There were three thieves behind the three of them, and they were just three scoundrels, and they directly put Old John and two plate-armor guards who had just shouted to the ground. Without a short time, the three of them might not be able to wake up.

At the same time, the two trolls who had already walked to both sides of Little Annie took out their hands that were put in their backpack in an instant. They turned out to be two daggers that emitted miserable green. It was obvious that they had all kinds of poisons on them!

The troll on the left directly wiped the sharp dagger into Anne's thin white neck with lightning speed. It was the thief's fatal skill: splitting, wiping the throat!

The troll on the right was a squat, with two daggers that were also smearing poisonously. At a sharp angle, he suddenly stabbed Annie's back waist. It was also a thief's signature skill: kidney strike!

These two trolls were obviously habitual offenders, and they cooperated perfectly. When the blade was about to touch the little girl's skin, she seemed to have just reacted. Her cute big eyes were full of curiosity and a little surprise...
Chapter completed!