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"Take the bow, suppose, let it go!" Sylvanas shouted under the scorching sun in the Theramore. She was a strict instructor, but the soldiers she wanted to teach were too clumsy. After coming to the port city, the female elf had only three things in daily life: train soldiers, visit Nathanos' father, and go to the hotel in Theramore to have a meat steak at night.

These soldiers were useless! Sylvanas gritted her teeth secretly. The one who made her angry was naturally the humans or dwarves who participated in the training, not the high elves. When she left Quelthalas, she only took away a few hundred people, and there were quite a few rangers among them. Since the establishment of the Silver Covenant, she has stepped up recruiting recruits and agreed to the people of Theramore to participate in such training. Sylvanas believes that since Nathanos has become a ranger with outstanding skills in just over a decade, others can do it, let alone under her guidance, but the facts have exceeded her expectations.

People from other races were not here to train, they came to spend time and have fun. Some soldiers took advantage of her turn and snatched her beauty. When Sylvanas repeatedly emphasized how to accurately grasp the shooting, the soldiers only focused on the slim figure of the female elf and muttered disrespectful words to her. If she were in Quel'thalas, she would have been furious and used the most harshest means to punish these ignorant people. But now, the feeling of living under someone else's roof was not good. Although she was recognized by Gianna, there were still many criticisms of her in Theramore, saying that she and her elves came here to pray for mercy. Theramore did not blame such words and deeds, and she still needed time to prove her value to Theramore.

The day was about to end soon, and Sylvanas briefly broke free from the lewd words of the training ground. She came to the hotel alone and sat down in her usual position. She said to the hotel owner Jenny: "Stormwind Cheese, Mogore Spice Bread."

The things were soon brought to her. The hotel owner Jenny had already remembered Sylvanas. The female elf was a regular visitor. Even if she didn't say anything, Jenny knew what she needed.

"There is still a need for spirits." A heavy crunch of wood came from the front, and the hotels were pushed away. Sylvanas narrowed his eyes and could probably see a burly outline, no, two, and a human behind the outline.

The female elf was calm and calm. She knew that the other party was here to find fault. The two people's sneered on their faces, but Sylvanas did not show it.

"You are here, General?"

The Ranger General of the Silver Covenant is Sylvanas's external identity, but the only ones who are truly willing to call her the general are the elves and Jaina who follow her. There is no doubt that this human being who speaks is mocking himself.

They sat opposite Sylvanas, and the elves looked at them and found that they were a pair of brothers who came to participate in the Ranger's training, and the two lazy ones, Utacei Tanville and Hubert Tanville.

"It wouldn't work if it wasn't a wonderful night without wine." Utasi's eyes were always on Sylvanas, and he was wondering in his heart how the female elf should respond to him.

"We don't have strong wine here." The human frowned, and Jenny suddenly replied that the Tanville brothers who broke into the hotel felt a little embarrassed. "There are only moon plum juice and morning dew wine here."

"Then let our ladies decide what to drink," Hubert said, his brother nodding in agreement. The two jumping clowns' expressions were disgusting.

"Is there tea?" Sylvanas asked suddenly.

Jenny caught off guard and nodded quickly, "Some."

"Put a pot for me."

The hotel owner nodded and stepped back. She simply prepared what Sylvanas wanted, but the female elf hoped that she would not come back, otherwise she might be injured by accident when she took action later.

I turned to her and felt half of my face swollen and painful, and the corners of my mouth were tense. I tried to move my chin and swollen.

"Can anyone tell me, do you like tea?" the female elf continued. She was facing the two human brothers, and the beating candlelight reflected her slender waist.

"Of course we like it, but we like other things very much." said one of them.

Sylvanas no longer cared about who was between them. She was just waiting to see if these two people would challenge her bottom line.

"What do you like?"

"We both like to peel." Hubert whispered the last two words, and showed a malicious smile. "Do you want to see our skills? The room upstairs is good."

Sylvanas smiled back, "You are very good at your craft," he said.

"certainly!"

The elves shook his head, "I don't think so." Sylvanas explained with a smile, "I think what you are best at is turning 'bad' into 'finished'."

Jenny was making a pot of hot tea, but the sudden screams frightened her and threw away a cup.

what happened?

The screams still did not stop, and the sound of the wooden table breaking and the glass breaking.

"I have a go and beat the tribe pig, woman." Hubert murmured.

Yutasi tried to move his chin and swollen, but a bloody smell surged in his mouth. He thought to himself that Sylvanas was right, his brother Hubert was best at turning "bad" into "finished".

"Humans speak very well." The female elf sat on a chair and faced the two brothers, "but you don't consider the consequences of your behavior."

"Why should we consider it?" Hubert said with a humming voice, "You are just a down-and-out ghost who lives under someone else's roof."

Sylvanas owed a moment, and the sound of shoes scratching came from the ground. "What about you? The skinned skinners who are good at taking off women's clothes?"

Now, Hubert was quiet. As soon as Sylvanas finished speaking, he kicked the human in the forehead.

"He will not die." The elf said to another human. Jutasi lay on the broken wooden table with soreness. Sylvanas twisted his left arm, and she was now greeting something with that hand.

Jutasi moved her neck and looked over there, and found that Jenny was standing in place with a pot of tea, trembling involuntarily. The bad scene here shocked her.

"You!" Sylvanas's voice reached Utahsi's ears, and humans also knew that she was calling herself. She was still smiling, but it made Utahsi frightened. "We can have a cup of tea together and tell me how many people in my army are like you and your brothers. I want to hear their names." She said slowly.

The female elf stood up and walked to Jenny to take the teapot. She poured a cup into the ceramic teacup and a wisp of steam floated up. She looked at Youtasi, with a arrogant expression and regret, as if Youtasi was an indifferent child. He could not escape her smile. He wanted human life and see through everything.

"Tea?" Utasi said the word almost crying.
Chapter completed!