The Gnoll's camp was in a cave under the cliffs deep in the dense forest. Dahl cleared out the seven or eight Gnoll sentries guarding the door, and easily knocked open the door made of hardwood and broke into it.

Several werewolf guarding the door at the corner of the cave with spears caused him a lot of trouble, and one even stabbed him, but these were just small episodes. As long as you encounter those gigolo teams who wanted to guard a certain cave room and refused to come out, they could solve the problem by spitting in a gull.

This is a large tribe composed of river clawed zombies and dark skinned zombies, which concentrates the zombies from the Elvin Forest and Red Ridge Mountains, and even further south. The zombies are obviously taller than those from River claws and other tribes. Perhaps this is why they can dominate this tribe.

However, when he roared and broke through the werewolf's defenses into the cave, the previous cry for help disappeared. Perhaps the damage and movement caused by himself when he broke in sounded more terrifying than the werewolf, and the hostages and prisoners did not dare to speak out at all.

Dahl rushed through the cave until he cleared out most of the remaining werewolves and then became a human again in a safe cave.

He took off a werewolf's clothes that had been worn by a lot of human soldiers, and walked out with a shabby rust axe, carefully observing the situation and sounds nearby. After all, he had not noticed the leader of this tribe yet, and he didn't know where he had run.

Yule, Dahl, still had some impression of the name of the gnoll. Many years later, this guy was still active in Red Ridge Mountain, leading a powerful army of dark skins. He did not die because of the battle with Lakeside Town. Perhaps he was smart enough to escape and take refuge after hearing the news that a dragon rushed towards the cave. Perhaps he was one of the group of gnolls that he had killed by himself. Who knows?

In short, the cave had settled down. When everything was quiet, Dahl finally noticed a little sob.

He followed the sound and advanced deep into the cave until he found three humans tied up in an iron cage at the bottom of a wet, sinking corridor. One of the sallow-faced men was in a coma, and his chest seemed to be fluctuating, but Dahl didn't know that he was probably dead.

"Who are you?" A girl with a dark face in another cage raised her head and asked helplessly, her voice was hoarse.

"Dalke..."

Dahl almost spelled out his full name. His brain was overheated just now by burning and killing and looting in the form of a dragon.

If the second half of this name is transmitted to Stormwind City by humans, it will almost immediately attract the attention of the Red Dragon and those scholars familiar with the Black Dragon. He must always remind himself not to relax his vigilance.

After realizing that he had said too much, Dahl calmed down and continued: "Dalcombe Presto, you can call me Dahl."

"Pristo." The girl gasped in surprise and asked, "Is that Preisto?"

Thanks to the old Presto, the Deathwing, and his daughter Katrina's series of efforts to capture people's hearts in Stormwind, the Presto family is still a prominent surname in the Seven Kingdoms. Apart from some unthreate rumors and slander of jealousy of their status, few decent figures or open politicians will associate Pristo with conspiracy.

Even now that the old Presto and his son Victor are missing inexplicably, Ms. Katrina Presto is able to control the overall situation with a high position, serve as the king's most trusted consultant in Stormwind, and run the entire family's business.

So at this moment, it is not dangerous to admit to the ordinary human residents that they are a member of Presto.

"It's that Presto," said Dahl. "I'm going to Stormwind to meet Ms. Katrina Presto, and I want to ask her about family affairs."

"You're coming from Ultratown?" the girl asked.

The entanglement between Presto and the Kingdom of Ultraman is already well known in the alliance. In order to push the conflict between the entire alliance to a climax, Deathwing actively strives to inherit the land as a distant relative of Pirenod in Ultraman after failing in the Ultraman royal family. However, as his deity was defeated by the Dragons in Grembatot, the matter came to an end inexplicably.

"In other words, I should call you sir." The girl twitched her nose, as if she was the one who had just cried.

Another alive man next to him let out a weak whimper. Dahl roughly examined his condition. He had a wound infected and ulcerated. He was probably suffering from illness because of the wet and cold cave. The entire corridor was filled with a rotten odor.

"What's going on with your clothes..."

Dahl looked down at the rags he had taken off the werewolves and explained: "The clothes and leather armor I was wearing were cut by the werewolves with sharp weapons, so I could only change them. Go out with me, I have a horse waiting outside, with other clothes on it."

"You have only one person? Did you rush in and kill all the gnolls?" The girl said in surprise: "I just heard a terrifying roar outside, just like the movements made by the orcs, so I thought it was the orcs who killed them and killed them. To be honest, I thought we were going to face a more terrifying end before you appeared."

"Maybe I'm lucky." Dahl replied: "The leader of the group of werewolves ran away. I took the opportunity to sneak in and kill a few, so I had to leave here before they came back."

"Come with me."

He reached out, but the girl did not respond.

"That person..." She looked at the patient next to her hesitantly.

Dahl wanted to say that it would be difficult for the man to leave this forest. He might die tonight. His only choice was to keep him here, but of course he could not say such cruel words to hurt the girl's feelings.

He said helplessly: "I can't take everyone out, but only when we go out can we send others in to rescue him."

The girl looked at the man's appearance and had to nod.

Dahl tied two people to loosen her ties, and the man fainted again. It seemed that he was about to be out of place, and the girl could only barely stand up and walk. The long-term bondage made her feet weak and her legs numb, and she might need to adapt for a while.

After the two left the cave, Dahl said: "I just said that I wanted to go to Stormwind City, but I was lost in this forest. I wonder if you can take me out of this forest?"

"I am the daughter of a tailor in Stormwind City. My name is Garryan Ellow." The girl said: "I often help my father deal with the purchase of goods, so I am quite familiar with this area."

She looked at the forest in front of her, pointed to the direction where the cliff was extending, and said, "Let's just go there first."

"I want to bring the horse back first."

After Dahl finished speaking, he looked at the girl thoughtfully. Why did a tailor's daughter run into this deserted forest and be captured by a gnoll? It's really strange.
Chapter completed!