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My friend, come here, sit here, there is no one here! Get a few big mouthfuls. Haha..., I'm used to saying that. After all, it's hard to meet an elf in Iron Fortress.

Don't look at me like this, I'm also an elf, but I think I'm the most sloppy elf you've ever seen. Look at my belly, others say I'm like a dwarf girl.

I won't blame them either. Why? Because I can't beat it, haha...!

I'll give you... I'll take a sip to warm my body. The ghost weather in Kazmodan is not a day or two.

I have seen a blizzard, and when I came to Kazmodan it happened.

Why did I come here? There are many reasons, such as there is no shortage of wine here, or maybe it is lively enough here.

Quiet atmosphere? I don’t like it now, I don’t like it now, how it used to be... I forgot. But after all, the real reason I came here is to avoid the withered people.

Who is the Withered? It seems that I have to tell you the story before I came to Iron Fort, but the condition is that you have to treat me to a drink.

Boss, have another glass of strong wine. This is the good girl, she tells a lot of familiar stories, she will not return without getting drunk, haha... My friend pays!

This wine is good, it's really...it's been almost a lot of years.

I had just returned from patrol at that time, on the path to Quel'thalas in the Eastern Plagueland, Lordaeron.

Yes! It was Alsace who invaded my home through this road. Later, the Regent Aurelia set up a stronghold there.

Our chief is Hawksbill, "King of Rangers", Humph! This guy is just a clown with a false reputation on his head. His title was given to himself. "King of Rangers"? You can imagine how arrogant he is.

Even so, he is our chief.

Although Kelthas Sun Chaser has announced the rename of Queldore to Sindore, there are still a few people who are unwilling to give up their former identity. The blood of high elves flows in their bones, and they still remember the glory of Silver Moon City.

Hawksbill is such an elf, otherwise he would not have called himself the "King of Rangers".

In fact, the elves stationed here have not received any news from Silver Moon City for a long time. Hawksbill guessed that the Regent Aurelia Windrunner had forgotten us, but this guy didn't feel wronged at all, because it meant that he could be here without restraint.

On weekdays, the conflicts that occur in the Eastern Kingdoms are mainly the Blood Crusades and the Deadly Scourges. We are in a dangerous place but are in a state of no dispute. Our original task is to prevent other undeads from entering the Kingdom. But the problem is that the Ghost Land is also full of dangers, and Aurelia has not recovered the lost land so far. Therefore, Hawksbyr believes that even if they do not stop the natural disaster, there will be no big problems.

The idiot likes to take care of his face in front of the mirror. His hair is black, and the mail all over his body is like a bird's feather. A black dagger hanging on both sides of his waist, and a pine needle tree-colored cloak behind him. It looks very ordinary, but the only special thing is his bow and arrow, which is precisely because of his weapon, and other elves are close to him. It is a longbow made of a special material, made of bones of some kind of creature. It looks heavy, but it is actually very light. If that's the case, I would at most think that Hawksbill's taste is special, but the bow and arrow exudes the breath of death and is attached with dark magic.

No one knows how the "King of Rangers" got the bow, but every time someone mentions it, Hawksbill will gush and tell them his story.

He even imagines someone standing in front of him and listening when he is bored.

Yes, he is just a lunatic, who says it is not?

We always laugh at him privately.

But he didn't care about the rumors, and he thought he deserved the glory of "King of Rangers", just as the bow deserved him - this is what he said.

How did he get this bow?

I once... no, it should be said that it was the last time I asked him, and he was very happy to share his story with me. Why? I remember that he successfully flirted with a chick that day and seemed to be in a good mood.

That was the last time I heard him have a long talk... It was such a nightmare!

He said that he had experienced a battle, a terrible battle. There were many people in that battle. Stormwind and Quel'thalas sent a lot of people and many big names.

Who are there? Then you have to hear it clearly.

Stormwind's spy master Madias Shore, and Ms. Aurelia, the Regent.

No! The Blood Elves had not joined the tribe at that time, and I left Quel'thalas long before that, otherwise... I should be in jail now.

Where did I say it? Sorry, can you give me some tips? This wine is a bit overwhelming.

Oh yes! They joined forces and they carried out a hunt. Hawksbill was also in that hunting operation at the time. I thought it must be a dangerous operation. But he said it was just to destroy one person, oh no! Plus two dogs.

Who is this unlucky guy? Ha! It's Aurelia's little man, a human being as sad as Arthas, whose name is Nathanos.

No, no! That was a dangerous guy. He fought stubbornly and injured many people. Fortunately, Aurelia's ranger was a little useful. He controlled the guy's two dogs before the battle began, otherwise there would be more casualties.

Hawksbill was injured? He verbally said how could Nathanos hurt him. Not only was Aurelia's man defeated, but his bow and arrow were taken away by my commander. But I knew he was lying.

You might think the story is over, not yet! Hawksbill watched as the others finally drag Nathanos into his house and lit the wood. Of course it was necessary to prevent him from standing up again...

The story is over! The story of "King of Rangers" is over, but my story has just begun! I was touched by his vivid language at that time, and I was still praising the heroic spirit of the superior, and he also enjoyed it.

At that time, the sky was already drowsy, and only a few spots of light could be seen outside. They were not stars, but towers, which were the strongholds of the Knights of the Silver Hand. Thanks to them, the undead natural disaster would not pose a threat to Hawksbill's "rule".

But disaster came unexpectedly...

Have you heard the sound of the wind? No! No! It is not the sound of a blizzard. But...

...Okay, OK, I won't scare your customers, boss.

Let's go on, the wind I mean is not that natural, but a ghost, no... it's not right, it's real.

Shortly after Hawksbill finished telling his story, the situation around him became abnormal, really abnormal. That night was too quiet. Although the Eastern Plagueland was a dead place, the barking of the plague dogs and fighting could be heard from time to time.

Yes, the Blood Crusaders are fanatical. But what I see is more terrifying than those reds.

No matter what, it was impossible to be so quiet. Hawksbill noticed the abnormality and shouted to the outside: Guard!

I guess you've thought of it, no one responded, and there was not even the sound of footsteps!

I said they might have slept, but Hawksbill decided to investigate the situation. As soon as he walked out of the house, he saw a crouching figure under the moonlight, pulling his sword out of something.

Hawksbill must be drunk, and he shouted: Is it still working so late? Is it fresh venison? It's a little too late! Wait until tomorrow morning... I won't run away again! Did you hear it?

He said this, and then the figure seemed to have really obeyed his orders, and then... two red dots turned around, and it was not until this time that I realized that he had been facing away from us.

It was a dead soul, otherwise his eyes would not be so evil.

The moonlight illuminated his sword...it was full of blood. There was also the body of the guards, and their heads were cut off! There were more... I don't want to describe it, I only know that I was the only one who survived.

At this moment, the figure spoke, his voice as if it came from the abyss, even more terrifying than Arthas.

I remember you! He said, "A word drove Hawksbill crazy."

No, it's impossible! Nathanos? Aren't you dead? You're burned to ashes!

By the way! You were there at that time. You burned my house.

It’s not me, I didn’t lie to you, it’s Aurelia’s intention... Go back, I’ll tell you to go back!

Hawksbill turned around and pushed me away immediately. He had no weapons on his hands at the time. The guy placed his sword and bow in the most conspicuous position in the room.

I bumped into the cabinet, my head was dizzy and I was a little unconscious. I could only hear the sound. First, a wind that made me tremble came in, and then it seemed like a sword was cutting through the air.

Hawksbill seemed to be saying: Where is the man? The Well of the Sun is on, you damn undead! Taste my sword blade!

There was another fight, as if Hawksbill had the upper hand, and I heard him laughing: Ha! Haha..., you've suffered! Go back to your...

These were the four words he said in the last words. Obviously he didn't finish it. I heard the sound of something rolling down. I struggled to open my eyes. Do you know what I saw? It was the head, the bloody head, it was Hawksbill!

Then I heard a sentence in my ear: There is one less prey on the list!

I was frightened to death, I wet my pants, really! But I don’t think it’s embarrassing, at least I wasn’t scared to death.

The undead who made Hawksbill's head fall off the bow and arrow on the wall. Yes, it was Hawksbill's bone bow, but now he has a new master.

He said: This is my thing.

My heart was full of his approval of his voice. He could say anything, he could do whatever he wanted, as long as it was not my life.

He really let me go, incredible, not because I pretended to be dead, he knew I was still alive, because he also said something to me.

He picked up one of the messy documents placed on the corner table and asked me: Latest situation? Anomaly undead activities? Location: Dalong County?

I opened my eyes and found him staring at me. I nodded in a hurry and told him that what was said on the document was true.

Suddenly, his body began to slowly dissipate and turned into black fog. I finally knew how the wind came about.

He rushed towards me, and I shouted to spare my life, but nothing happened in the end. Time only passed a few seconds, but I felt it was a year.

The place where the bow and arrow were originally placed on the wall was written with a curse in blood: The murderer, the witherer!

That's all the story.

I survived, thank goodness! Everyone died, and the death was extremely terrible. I couldn't stand it anymore, no one could stand it anymore, I ran away, and I didn't know how I survived. The Eastern Plagueland was full of murderous things, the wetlands were very dangerous, and Kazmodan was also very cold. But I survived, and came here to get drunk and dilute my fear with alcohol. The effect was very good.

Why let me go? I really don’t know. Maybe he wants to leave a living mouth to tell others this story? If this is the case, then his goal has been achieved!

By the way, what's your name, beautiful girl?
Chapter completed!