Chapter 181 [The old Druid can't stand it anymore]
Azeroth will thank you."
Hisali chewed these words until night, while gathering around the campfire, preparing dinner, and keeping warm against the cold night wind in the desert.
Only then did the simple Kaldorei Druid wake up.
He is perfunctory with me!
This made her long eyebrows and ears twitch, which was a sign that she was a little angry.
no.
I want to find him...
Before she could figure out what to do with him, his voice rang in her ears:
"Hey...this is for you to eat."
"I remember that you like to bake them until they are medium rare, soft and juicy, and then eat them."
Several fist-sized grilled mushrooms were strung on a small wooden stick, and oil was still dripping from the mushrooms. They were handed to Hisari.
As soon as she smelled her favorite food, Hisari's delicate little nose twitched.
The words of questioning were never said out loud.
She didn't think much about it.
Maybe he forgot that he was in humanoid form now, or maybe he was used to it.
She didn't even reach out, she just opened her mouth, stretched her delicate and elegant neck, and went straight to bite the fragrant roasted mushroom on the small wooden stick.
The guy who gave her the stewed mushrooms didn't think much about it, and just fed her the roasted mushrooms on a small wooden stick, just like he used to feed birds.
Only Naralex's eyelids twitched next to him. The mature and steady Druid elder watched the troll feeding the Kaldorei Druid.
Naralex was the eldest son of Remulos Cenarius, one of the first students of that venerable demigod's descendant.
His lifespan was nearly as long as the history of the Cenarion Circle.
He may not have fallen in love with a female elf, but he has seen male elves fall in love with female elves.
There are companions in Kaldorei society.
This is how they feed each other.
Just like what the respected Sir Jarrod and his wife who unfortunately passed away did before they got married.
Naralex was now surprised by this scene.
But he seemed to be the only one who was surprised.
Because of the feeding party.
and the one being fed.
It seems that this is normal and nothing abnormal.
As long as Tonatiu stays in Zutona until Naralex comes.
Basically he feeds each other once or twice every day...
Tonatiu is used to it.
Hisari is also used to it.
Sometimes when Tonatius is away from Zutona, or when he forgets to feed.
Poor Hisali.
They will go to the cultivated fields and eat the mushrooms that have not yet been picked.
So the situation now is this:
Naralex was surprised, but his character didn't know what to say.
Hisari, who was being fed, and Tonatiu, who was being fed, both looked calm and accustomed.
After the girl in elf form ate the mushrooms on the small wooden stick, Tonatiu said with a smile: "This is a reward for you, as a reward for discovering the enemy's situation during today's inspection."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."
Her mouth was stuffed with the fragrant roasted mushrooms, and Hisari couldn't speak. She chirped and whined a few times, but she didn't know what she was talking about.
For the sake of delicious mushrooms.
Hisari decided not to care about the hateful trolls who exploited her mistakes during the day.
"Ahem..."
The old Druid couldn't stand it anymore.
It's not like he was jealous or had any thoughts about the young Kaldorei girl.
Instead, he remembered that His Majesty and the young, beautiful human lady seemed to be a pair of lovers.
Out of a certain mentality of protecting Hisali, he felt that at this time, he should disturb this strange atmosphere that even the old druids felt strange.
"Your Majesty, the strange movements of those bugs cannot be ignored. They may be just stupid beasts. But behind them, there are evil existences that make the world tremble."
Naralex said softly: "Many years ago, Kaldorei sacrificed many people in order to seal back the minions of that evil existence. Finally, with the help of the dragons, they barely succeeded."
"The sky was dark and the earth was dark during that battle."
The old druid's tone became unusually low: "We have lost too many brothers and sisters. Even the talented Varastan Staghelm died in battle. The terrible bugs are the biggest enemies of nature.
."
"But after so many sacrifices, the dragons said that the seal would be broken one day and the insects would come out again."
"It's unimaginable..."
"When that day comes, will the current Kaldorei be able to resist them? Our strength is no longer what it was before. We only hope that all the bugs will die inside so that we won't have nightmares."
When facing Naralex.
Hisari was confused.
At her age, she was either not yet born during the first quicksand battle, or she was still very young.
Tonatiu was silent after hearing this.
In fact, Ahn'Qiraj has always been a worry for him.
Nothing else.
Zutona and the desert trolls were just standing in front of Ahn'Qiraj. If one day the bugs really poured out crazily, the desert trolls would be the first to bear the brunt.
In the original plot.
Seal Ahn'Qiraj and kill C'Thun, but they gathered the power of the entire Azeroth.
From dragons to the Alliance, the Horde, from the Cenarion Circle, to other forces of justice.
The bloody battle lasted for who knows how long.
Only then did he accomplish this feat.
Tonatiu also considered migrating and leaving this barren and dangerous place.
But now this situation.
It is no longer realistic to want to relocate again.
An eternal statue cannot be moved, and he doesn't know if it can be obtained again, which is enough to give up the idea of moving.
Faced with Naralex's somewhat low will, Tonatiu said firmly: "No matter what, when the bugs really come out again, the trolls will definitely stand with the Kaldorei this time."
He clenched his fists: "For Azeroth! I will charge forward!"
His eyes were firm and persistent, and the divine aura in his body was naturally inspired by his somewhat agitated mood.
A majestic and majestic aura could not help but descend over the oasis in the desert, and his will turned into a raging aura, infecting the surrounding druids and trolls.
There were hundreds of trolls in the Modrasin camp, including a dozen druid apprentices. Regardless of what they were doing, they all stood up when stirred by the breath of will.
Their eyes are burning with fire.
Looking at Tonatiu.
If their Majesty asked them to die at this moment, they would charge without hesitation.
Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire in front of you.
Even if there is a hell of death in front of you.
Hisari and Naralex had goosebumps on their bodies, and the natural energy was boiling uncontrollably in their bodies.
The two druids looked at each other. The oil stains left by the roasted mushrooms on Hisari's mouth had not yet been wiped off, but the two druids could only feel that they were now filled with the will to fight.
Tonatiu is glowing.
In the darkness, by the campfire, because of his will and his courage to face C'Thun.
He shines.
Tonatiu fantasizes about fighting C'Thun, facing death and corruption without giving up.
Think of intense moments.
A soft sigh of praise sang in his ears.
This interrupted his thoughts.
The light and majestic aura on his body slowly disappeared after he woke up.
The trolls and druids, who were filled with fighting spirit, calmed down again.
"Roar~"
Very untimely.
Lulu, who was also affected just now and was still a bit fierce now, roared at the northeastern sky.
