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Before this, Nathanos had asked Alextasa if he had been to the city of the Delaney people. In fact, the Withered One had never seen the city of the Delaney people in peacetime. He had only seen the Temple of Shatas and Karabo. The former was a refugee concentration camp, while the latter had another name: the Temple of Darkness. At present, the cities they were going to are not these two places.

"This is the destination of the Draenei heroes," Ristalan introduced.

"I know this is Aukington."

Nathanos shocked the captain of the guard for the second time. In Delano, only Delaney people knew what their city was. Because their residence was disguised under the spell of a fool.

Seeing the shock on Ristalan's face, Nathanos couldn't help but smile: "I still know a lot of secrets, maybe this is why your prophets need me."

"Yes, maybe you know how to deal with the Iron Tribe." Ristalan nodded.

"Iron Tribe? Now the orc tribe is called this name?" Nathanos felt that the captain of the guard almost squeezed out these four words from his throat.

"Yes, that's how they named themselves."

“It’s very appropriate.”…

Nathanos was talking to Restalan. Alextasa followed the side and was silent. The city of Draenei was magnificent, and the night view in the city was also beautiful, but it could not attract the attention of the Red Dragon Queen. She was struggling in her heart and wanted to find an opportunity to apologize to Nathanos for the conversation between the woodlands just now. At this time, she suddenly admired Sylvanas, and the female elf always believed in Nathanos unconditionally. And she, Alextasa had only sympathy for the encounter of the King of Forgotten, until he absorbed the power of the ancient god, the Swooist of Life would unknowingly think deeper about his words and deeds, especially when he just showed the power of that power, which led Alextasa to wonder now that it was Nathanos or the creature whose mind was twisted by the ancient god?

"Alex Tasa?"

The Red Dragon Queen was startled by the call of the Withered One, and when she turned around, she had become the focus of her sight.

"Sorry, I'm distracted."

Alextsa found that Nathanos's eyes changed from confusion to relief, but she did not think that this change was because of her words. Instead, the other party saw what she was thinking.

"Captain Ristalan is expressing his gratitude to you for saving a life-threatening Draenei hunter."

The Red Dragon Queen turned her eyes to the blue-skinned warrior beside Nathanos. She shook her head, waved her thoughts just now, and smiled. "Sitting to see the death of life is a disregard for life, and there is no need to thank you, Captain."

They walked on the streets, and there seemed to be martial law in the Aukington. Many Draenei patrol soldiers passed by them. They walked into the winding and rising streets, surrounding the huge building built in the middle of the city. The square and solid stone steps seemed endless, and the building shaped like a snail shell looked solid and yet beautiful. The lights lit up in the houses, just like the stars in the night sky.

"The prophet Viren, who brought us this world, is coming here. He is eager to see two." Restalan once again mentioned the matter. "The prophet asked me to take you to his residence in Aukington. The meeting place is there. Before that, at his request, you will be invited to live here tonight."

Restalan did not see any rejection from the two outsiders for this invitation. "Please come with me, we will entertain you."

Nathanos and Alextassa silently walked into the Prophet's mansion. They were led into the room and their eyes were exploring all the display and smell of this strange environment.

The bustling decoration makes people feel a little restrained. The walls of the room are like a mixture of rocks and some kind of metal, hanging on the ground with abstract pictures. The table discs are filled with fruits and food for them to taste. The compartments at the corners are separated by screens, and there is a tank of hot water emitting from fog.

"I thought Viren would put all kinds of projected statues of demons in his room."

"Do you still know the demon?" Restalan seemed to have become used to Nathanos's words. This time his expression seemed very ordinary.

"Our planet has also been attacked by demons." Alextsa stepped forward to explain.

When Ristalan heard "Yes", a deep and long-lasting sadness seemed to appear on his strong blue face.

To alleviate the embarrassment, Nathanos walked to the window and looked outside the mansion, changing the topic: "We don't need protection, please remove your guard."

"What you feel uncomfortable about will not happen," said Restalan. "You can use the bath water, food and clothes. What else do you need? Please feel free to tell the servants." He clapped his hands, and several Draenei women in white robes walked in, holding a few comfortable and loose clothes in their hands.

"Thank you, but we don't need any service."

Restalan nodded, took everyone out and closed the door.

“There are no surveillance eyes here.”

Alextasa looked at various items with strange materials. She didn't dare to act rashly. "It's very... sacred, and now I prefer to stay in the tent."

The thing was just inside the backpack, and Nathanos glanced at it. "Maybe you're just not used to being a guest yet." He pointed to the hot water, "That's for you, eat something after the shower, and then take a break. We have a lot of challenges next."

"Nathanos!" Alextasa hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him, his palms feeling cold. "Please don't care about what I said before." Seeing Nathanos close his eyes, her heart sank.

"There are many things that I wish I could ignore and not care about, including the opinions of others." He swallowed hard. Alextasa felt something else he wanted to say, but changed his mind when he opened his mouth. "No need to apologize, you did nothing wrong. I have always been an uneasy existence."

Alextsa wanted to tell him that it wasn't, but the Withered reached out to interrupt her. "Go."

After a long time, she nodded hard to him and walked to the screen and took off her clothes. The warm water was more comfortable than she thought, and all the fatigue washed away. Through the screen, Nathanos's shadow sat on the metal bench, his movements as if he was sewing something with silk thread.
Chapter completed!