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Nathanos sorted out the finished letter paper: "I didn't mess with him."

"You are too simple, Nathanos. Don't you understand yet? What Gray wants is that everyone here will follow his orders. As long as you don't obey him, he will definitely try his best to teach you a lesson."

"If he does, the instructor won't let him go."

Leren understood when he heard this. "Nathanos, your home must not be in Lordaeron."

Nathanos nodded, "My home is Maris Farm, on a small hill south of Stantosom."

"I understand, it seems I have to tell you some rules about the city of Lordaeron."

"Rules?" Nathanos looked at Leren curiously, he liked to know what was unknown. "What rules."

"First of all, Gray's father is the garrison officer in this area. You know, he governs the order here and has the right to deal with some things, such as fighting and stealing. These are small matters for the king. He will not interfere. As long as the riot is calmed down, Lerain looked at Nathanos, and he thought he had said it clearly enough. If Gray wanted to teach Nathanos a lesson, everything would be left to his father, Gared Meynes, after the incident, he would certainly cover up his son. And Gray himself has no talent at all. He came here to study entirely because of his father's relationship. Lerain finally said: "What if I will accompany you to apply to join the guild after class? As long as this happens, you will definitely get through the difficulties."

Nathanos shook his head decisively and refused. If he joined, he might be even more troubled. He would not rely on others in any case. He didn't know what he would face next, but he couldn't retreat.

After class, Nathanos left first as always, and he was sitting in the last row. Lerain had no choice but to leave one after another, only Gray stayed. He was still discussing something with Kesius, and they were having a good time. 'It must not be a good thing.' Lerain thought, he must figure out what Gray was doing.

Nathanos immediately went to the mailbox on the street after leaving the chapel. There was an mailbox on every street in Lordaeron. It happened that the postman was taking out one letter after another on the street where Jonathan's Candy House was located, and he wanted to send the letters out immediately. Nathanos was very lucky and just caught up.

"Wait." A voice sounded behind the postman. Nathanos seemed very anxious when he ran over, and the letter was kept in his hand. He didn't say anything and handed the letter to the postman.

"Child, do you want to send a letter?"

Nathanos nodded, and the postman took the envelope and looked at it. The stamp on it had expired.

"Your stamps have been used and cannot be reused. Unfortunately, I can't send a letter to you."

Nathanos begged, "My parents are at Maris Farm, very far from here. I haven't talked to them for more than a month. Please help me, sir."

There is such a place in the postman's memory of Maris Farm, and the location is almost at Long County.

"It's really far away, kid, okay, but only once, I'll hand this letter to your parents." The postman smiled and put the letter into a cloth bag.

Nathanos bowed to him and turned to run towards the house. He had to prepare for some things tonight.

"You're back, Nathanos?" Sally cleaned the floor and watched the boy pass by and run to the second floor room.

"Good noon, Aunt Sally."

"Lunch is butter bread, wait a while."

"Thank you." Nathanos closed the door, walked to the bed and squatted down, then reached out to take out the book hidden under the bed. He had read half of it. He could not guarantee that he could identify it as soon as possible after seeing the ore described in the book in the future. It would take time to adapt. He looked at five pages and turned on the sixth page, Brian Bronzebeard's writings brought him to the far south:

I have never seen such a place before. The vegetation here is very lush, like the Elvin Forest, but there is always a hint of gloomy. I don’t know why, maybe it’s because of the shape of the surrounding cliffs is too ugly, maybe it’s because of the existence of the Guardian Medivh. I personally prefer the latter. Medivh obviously made his territory as mysterious as him, just like Karazan. However, the more mysterious the place, the more attractive it is. The ore herbs here are dazzling. I also discovered a new mineral deposit, which contains magical energy in its structure. It’s incredible. I named it the Mystery

Crystal Mine is used to commemorate my visit here, of course this is just a small joke. But I was still shocked by everything here. The arcane energy emitted faintly in the Tower of Karazan was affecting everything around, including people. Dalaran sent the Violet Eye of the Guild, which was sent to monitor Karazan, was strange. They seemed to have become guests of the Tower of Karazan and were welcomed by Medivh. Many members moved into the Tower. I really couldn't figure out what Medivh was thinking. Maybe he was really as hospitable as the rumor. If I had the chance, I would like to visit him, but I had to escape, and there were still many places waiting for me to discover.

"Karazan?" Nathanos said.

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‘Damn it, I’ve been cleaning it for two years but still haven’t had midnight. The blood roar is almost over. What’s the difference between this probability and the Invincible and DK horses?’

‘There is a difference, at least you don’t have to hit the last boss’

"It makes sense to say it well, but it's useless."

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"Nathanos, it's time to eat." Sally shouted, Nathanos responded, and then put the book under the bed. After lunch, since Jonathan went out to purchase goods, Nathanos had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he went to find Goodell in advance, but on the way, Nathanos met someone he knew. Grey and Kasha walked together, talking and laughing, and followed his best friend, Nathanos observing behind the corner wall, they entered a weapon store. According to Lordaeron's law, they were allowed to enter the weapon store only at the age of fifteen. It seems that Grey is using his body again

It was a privilege. Nathanos was curious about what he wanted to buy, but after thinking about it, it had nothing to do with him, so he didn't stop. When he came to the blacksmith shop, Nathanos found Goodell asleep sitting on a chair. The empty bottles on the table and on the ground were enough to indicate that there was another person. After shouting for several times but it was useless, Nathanos looked around. If he practiced ironworking now, he would definitely make Goodell disturb. He finally looked at him on Goodell's wardrobe. Nathanos remembered the location where Goodell flipped the book last time. When he opened the cabinet, there was a smell of mold in addition to black.

"What is this?" Nathanos really found a scroll. After opening it, the text on it was all dwarf. Nathanos could only understand a few words. This was a pattern. The illustration above was a bow. Nathanos was very excited. He was sure that it was just a production picture. The thing he created was the bow and arrow on it. But after a few glances, he gradually realized that the bow was very familiar. He didn't know why.

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‘Call it quickly, it’s over.’

‘Don’t be anxious, don’t be afraid!’

‘Medical care should pay attention to the health of the tank, don’t fall back again, the mage starts the blizzard to clear out the skeleton monster.’

"It fell down!!!"

‘Nice! I go, I finally got the Blood Wood Hunting Bow.’

‘Okay, okay, just withdraw after the fight. Don’t worry about the Husky, just pull out the hatred.’

‘I run away first, I run away first, goodbye!’

‘Damn, why are you chasing me? Can’t you bite that Hearthstone?’

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"Bloodwood Hunting Bow!" Nathanos accidentally said the name of the bow and arrow. His eyes had never left, but a callused hand suddenly snatched the production picture from his hand. The other party was smelling of alcohol and there was anger in his eyes.
Chapter completed!