Sarlayan came to Dalaran, not only because of the old king's commission, but also because he wanted to establish a relationship with the red dragon Krasus.
Sarlayan, who has a straightforward temper, hates villains who hide behind others and engage in intrigues.
Publicly and privately, he wanted to help Luo Ning get out of trouble.
"Hey~"
Valeela, who was watching the whole process, sighed helplessly.
Although she didn't want to cause trouble from her standpoint, Sarlayan had already taken the initiative to get involved in the situation, and it was no longer possible to stay out of it.
Helping Ronin, who was all dirty and dirty after being hit by stones, Valeera roughly checked the wound on his forehead.
"It's just a superficial wound, but you'd better clean and bandage it as soon as possible. Do you need our help?"
Luo Ning, who was still in a daze, smiled bitterly and thanked Valeela and Sarlayan: "Thank you for your help. I can handle it myself. It's better not to have more contact with an unfortunate person like me, maybe..."
"fart."
Sarlayan said disdainfully: "I never believe in these things. Your teammates will die. Maybe there is a small amount of luck."
"However, their mentality was not correct, or their own strength was insufficient. This was the root cause of their death."
"stand up."
After straightening the hunched-over Ronin, Sarlayan ignored his grinning expression and lifted up Ronin's robe to check the injury in public.
"Wait...what are you doing?!"
Seeing Luo Ning's embarrassed and ashamed expression, Valeera turned around consciously and looked at the scenery.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! Is the scene where a strong man locks up a man and a man on top of a man coming?!"
"Quick, quick, quick! I want to see Sarlayan and Luonin making love!"
"...Salayan's audience is really complex. I thought these face fans and rotten girls had already quit."
"Previously, do you understand the value of a real live broadcast from another world? It's the only one in the world, so who would be willing to give up."
Sarlayan was too lazy to pay attention to the discussion between the men and women on the barrage. He simply wanted to check on Ronin's injuries and had no other messy thoughts.
"Sure enough, there are a lot of bruises."
Putting down Ronin's dirty and wrinkled robe, Sarlayan skillfully took out a bottle of bruise potion from the space package and threw it over.
"Then, go home and apply it yourself."
I have been fighting since I was a child, so Deep Shadow Manor always has this kind of bruise potion to dissolve bruises, and I also brought a lot of it when I went out to Sarlayan this time.
"Where do you live? Just in case, we'd better send you back."
"No... no need, I can leave by myself."
After the previous incident that made Varela try to suppress her laughter, Ronin looked at Sarlayan with a rather wary look, which made Sarlayan a little unhappy for no reason.
"Stop talking nonsense. If you're a man, just be honest."
Sarlayan slapped Luo Ning on the back angrily, and as expected, Luo Ning's expression turned into a grin.
"I will need to establish contact with Archmage Krasus through you if I have something to do in the future. I will contact you after I know the location of your home in advance."
"Stop being ink, we have other tasks to complete, please lead the way."
Before he became successful, Luo Ning had a somewhat weak character. This was caused by his special growth environment. To put it bluntly, he lacked self-confidence and independent opinions.
Although he was somewhat reluctant, under Sarlayan's strong urging, he finally bowed his head and began to lead the way.
While following Ronin through the streets, Valeera held Sarlayan's arm in a funny way.
"You don't really have a crush on him, do you?"
Sarlayan looked down at Valeera next to him with an expression as if he was looking at a fool.
"Are you looking for trouble? Do you still know my sexual orientation?"
"I am a male, I like girls, and I have never been interested in the aristocrats' practice of raising beautiful boys."
"Hehe~ That's good. Having said that, Luo Ning really doesn't have the beauty to charm you."
Sarlayan silently flicked Valeela on the forehead: "Don't be poor, little squirrel."
"Let's go. I'll leave the task of finding the way to you. I'm too lazy to use my brain."
"I told you! Don't call me little squirrel! You lazy guy with a big muscle in your head!"
Valeera rubbed her forehead that was hit by the bullet, looking unhappy on the surface, but secretly feeling proud in her heart.
'Rely on me more and get used to my existence, so that you won't abandon me easily.'
Ever since she learned of Sarlayan's half-dragon ancestry, Valeera was a little panicked. She was worried that she and Sarlayan would drift apart because of the gap in identity and strength.
However, judging from their interactions during this period of time, Sarlayan's attitude towards her has not changed at all, which somewhat reassures Valeela.
'Is there a gap between strength and status... there will always be a way.'
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"This is it."
After leaving the central city of Dalaran, Luo Ning wandered around the alleys for a while, and finally arrived at the civilian area in the middle of the city.
Most of the people living here are ordinary people from Dalaran. As an apprentice of Archmage Krasus, Ronin shouldn't live here. He should be closer to the city center.
Sarlayan didn't bother to delve into what was wrong with Ronin. After making sure that Valeera remembered the location, he waved goodbye to Ronin without hesitation.
"Let's go do other things first, and then we'll come to you to introduce Krasus when we have time. Don't kill yourself during this time."
"would not!"
Luo Ning jumped on his feet and defended himself: "I'm not that fragile, and I'm not afraid that you will accuse me of bragging. I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Sarlayan and Valeera had already quickly walked out of Ronin's sight, leaving him unable to vent his frustration.
"Hey~ What's this all about?"
Depressed, Luo Ning opened the door and returned home, opened the bruise medicine given by Sarlayan and started applying it with a grin on his face.
The barrage was full of laughter and "hahaha".
"Leave it to play, and Shaman will play."
"Fuck, pua really figured it out for you."
"You are thinking too much. I don't think Issalayan's thinking circuit can consider so many things."
"Stop being so arrogant, just calm down and take a good look. Your favorite Prince Kael'thas, who is at the peak of his appearance, is about to appear!"
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! I can't wait any longer! The prince's nest!"
"Anyway, I'll put a chicken coop here first."
"What a joke! How can a mere chicken coop hold a chicken like me made of water?"
"Ahem~ sisters, be elegant in front of His Highness the Prince and don't be dirty."
'What a mess...'
Sarlayan glanced at the unsightly barrage and quickly rolled his eyes to divert his attention.
Just as the barrage said, Ronin's residence was confirmed, Sarlayan and Valeela planned to complete the task assigned by the old king first and go to the Tower of Sunlight to meet Prince Kael'thas.
Before meeting Luo Ning, the two had already found the location of the Tower of Sunlight and watched the tower shining with the light of the sun speeding through the streets.
"Um?"
As they passed an alley, Sarlayan's intuition, which had become sharper recently, suddenly started to alert the police that someone was peeping at them in the dark.
'Eagle Eye.'
Stopping, Sarlayan opened his eagle eyes and gestured to Valeera.
There was no need for verbal communication. Valeera, who had already developed a deep understanding with Sharlayan, activated stealth on the spot and escaped into the shadows.
Sarlayan, who was "alone", deliberately stood there for a few seconds. The exits at the front and back of this dark alley were blocked, and a group of guys who looked like gangsters came from both sides with strange smiles.
"Haha~ I'm quite impatient... Anyway, no matter how few mosquito legs are, they are still meat. Before getting down to business, let me use you to exercise your body."
Glancing at the druid professional experience bar that had reached the critical point of upgrading, and considering Dalaran's rules, Sarlayan did not draw his sword, but took out a pair of gloves from the space package and put them on his hands.