Chapter 410

The clouds on the top of the distant snow mountain have begun to turn red.

Anyang got up and patted his clothes, smoothed some pleated shirts, then pushed the heavy wooden door open and went out.

He had to go to the black swamp today to check the orcs' movements, at least to find out if the first army had crossed the portal.

Elsevie was very surprised to turn around and looked at him standing at the door smiling. She said in a flustered way: "Mr. mage, please wait a moment, breakfast will be ready soon. I have prepared ham meat, swordfish soup and butter bread for you, and I don't know if you are used to it."

Anyang's eyes narrowed, and the richness of the breakfast exceeded his expectation.

Obviously, he is not a good person to take others for granted, but out of politeness, he immediately nodded: "thank you very much for your enthusiasm, this is a very rich breakfast."

Anyang can realize how rich such a breakfast is for the village in the wilderness and the poor family. Maybe it can be worth their father and daughter to eat a lot of wheat cakes, and elsevie has put such precious food on the table of this stranger!

A person who only met yesterday, and probably won't meet again after today?

Is the mage's identity so respected here?

Or are the people here really hospitable?

It's hard for a normal person to accept the treatment of no effort and no reward from others when they first met. However, the simplicity and kindness of people here are hard to refuse, for fear that any uncomfortable words will make them misunderstand and hurt their pure hearts.

When the breakfast was served on the table with a decent board, Anyang was surprised again.

Because no matter ham, toast or swordfish soup, there is only one serving, that is, only enough for him to eat alone!

He frowned, and immediately wanted to refuse, but looked up and saw nothing but elsevie's face, which had pale crimson freckles.

It was a pair of light blue eyes, pure as a lake on a snowy plateau, like the sea near an island and reef. Her face was a little uneasy. She looked at the breakfast on the table from time to time, with a little expectation and panic mixed in, showing a kind and some inferiority.

Although she had done it very seriously and had brought out the most precious food that her father would not like to eat, she still felt that her shabby food could not be compared with the noble food in the capital of Wang, for fear that she would neglect the noble master.

Anyang saw what she thought for a moment. He was stunned and smiled. He swallowed all the original words. He bowed his head and took a spoon and took a bite of swordfish soup, showing his expression of enjoyment. He tasted bread and ham. This time, he turned to elsevie and said, "well, it's delicious. I've been to many places, but rarely tasted such delicious food ！”

Elsevie just smiled, and the worry and uneasiness on her face cleared away. She looked extremely pure. She took two steps back and said, "master, please use it slowly. My father is about to wake up, and I have to prepare breakfast for him."

Anyang nodded, saw her take out some impurity's wheat flour, in the heart some not to taste.

To be fair, ham is a bit salty, but it's as light as chewing wax in his mouth.

In the same sentence, people don't always want to be a kind person, but kindness is always easy to move people's hearts.

And he even has some difficulties in understanding why they pour so much into themselves, who can be said to have nothing to do with it. Although they have made up the identity of a "mage", this identity does not represent rights and cannot bring them anything. It can be said that they can't get any reward for doing so.

If I am a nobleman in Stormwind City, I can understand my hospitality, but I am nothing.

Anyang is a little bit surprised. From the heart, he has traveled so many times in other world. He has been in power. He has seen the darkest side of human nature, but he seems to ignore how strong the impact of simplicity and kindness sometimes brings.

It seems that elsevie is singing softly. There is no lyrics, just a piece of music, but the inexplicable tune is very pleasant.

Anyang soon finished his breakfast. To show his respect, he ate very clean.

Unfortunately, this soup does not restore his physical strength and mana, nor increase his agility.

At this time, elsevie's father also got up and came out with a bleary face. His shabby clothes were scattered on his body. His beard and hair were also messy. He could see his chest hair vaguely. At the moment when he saw Anyang, he was awake. He stood up quickly, arranged his clothes randomly and shouted: "Mr. mage."

Anyang wiped his mouth and gave him a salute: "good morning, Mr. Longqi."

Lao Longqi was at a loss. In the face of his polite words, he didn't know how to respond.

Anyang didn't say anything. He stood up calmly. In order not to make him feel constrained, he decided not to stay here.

It's hard for those who have not experienced it to understand how serious the inferiority brought about by identity status in this era that does not advocate equality for all. It will not only make you unable to look up, but also make you at a loss. It seems that every move of others is different from you, which reflects the identity gap.Anyang silently took out a piece of gold, thought about it, and put it away.

"Miss Hathaway, I want to go further today, but before that I want to talk to the elder. Is he at home now?"

"The elders are at home most of the time, that is, the place where the wine party was last night. Mr. mage, you walk along the lake, passing two houses, and you see a place where there is a very lush tree, which is the elder's house."

Anyang nodded, "yes, I know. Thank you very much."

"Where do you want to go? Do you need me to show you the way?"

Anyang shook his head and smiled: "thank you for your enthusiasm, but I have a long way to go and I can't walk. I'm afraid you can't come with me."

Elsevie opened her eyes wide and didn't understand what he meant when he said that she couldn't walk.

Anyang has retired with a smile.

At the moment when he stepped out of the door and turned around, his expression suddenly calmed down. He pinched his finger and murmured and chanted a mantra to himself, which made him light as a wild goose, while the green light on his body disappeared. Some mysterious power made him light as a wild goose, while the Divinity made his feet wind, and the mantra flashed out, which was not very clear, but he easily left for several meters.

The villagers who went out in the morning were all surprised, shocked by the mystery of the mage and deeply awed!

Anyang has decided that it's no longer the end of the story. Life and death are up to them to choose. Instead, they must let the people in this village move as soon as possible. Whether they want to or don't believe his words, he must let them leave!

And he's going to find out about the orcs in the black swamp as soon as possible.

At his speed, he saw the lush tree almost for a moment. In front of the tree was a two-story wooden house, which was much more magnificent than the low thatched house of the elsevie family. It had the style of world of Warcraft. It was the place where the wine party was last night.

Anyang knocked on the door and waited at the door after receiving the response. Soon there was a slightly faltering sound of footsteps from far to near, mixed with the dull sound of the crutches on the ground. The door opened with a squeak, revealing the wrinkled face of the elderly.

"Oh, it's master mage."

"Should I call you elder or teach you Mr. Reich?"

"Don't be so polite. Just call me old rich. They all call me that."

"I'll call you Mr. Reich. Then, Mr. Reich, may I...?"

Anyang's voice, with inquiry, pointed to the door.

The elder just responded, and immediately opened the door completely, and made a gesture of asking for him: "master, I'm neglecting you, and I'm slow to respond when I'm old. Please forgive me, please come in!"

Anyang stepped in, smelled that there was still some rum left in the room, looked around, smiled and said: "Mr. Reich, do you remember what I told you last night, because I saw you drink some wine last night, so I'm sorry. "

The elder thought about it and clapped his head: "remember, of course, it's just that his head is still a little faint."

Anyang squinted at him and said, "but Mr. Reich, you don't seem to care much and don't rush to tell the villagers."

The elder's face became serious and said, "master, you misunderstood me. I didn't wake up until I slept last night. I will go to discuss with them immediately."

"I hope you can deal with this as soon as possible. As you know, last night I received a very good reception at Mr. Longqi's house. I'm very sorry. It makes me feel that I have to do something for them. At least I can't wait for them to be destroyed by that disaster. And in my prediction, that disaster is getting closer and closer!"

"Ah, I'll let you know right away and let them make a decision!"

The elder immediately began to tidy up his clothes, took off the hat hanging on the wall and wanted to go out, but Anyang stopped him.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Reich!"

"What's the matter, master wizard?"

"I foresee that the disaster comes from the black swamp. I think I have to go once. Then I will go to Ironforge and Stormwind city to find the current commander of Azeroth, Lothar, and King Ryan. Do you know where these places are?"

"These places, I walked around when I was young, but they can help you. Moreover, it seems that things are very serious."

"Yes, this disaster will sweep through Azeroth!"

"Then we should report to the king. I will calculate the date. Well, there will be soldiers from shankin town patrolling here today. If they don't come, Alvin forest and kingdom garrison team, we can report to him."

Anyang frowned, didn't think it was useful, but didn't contradict him.

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