After the meals were put on one by one, Dahl picked up a piece of dried sausage and smelled it. He found that the thing was a bit similar to durian. It smelled smelly when it was far away, but when it was close, the smell of meat and marinade became richer, covering up its odor.

Although he had eaten carrion and charcoal-like corpses, he was at least in human form now, and the smell was very similar to the smell of sweat feet in the military camp, which made him somewhat reject it from psychological to physiologically. It was really hard to speak.

He put the sausage back on the plate and looked up at the girl opposite him.

She was drinking the black wine in the cup one by one, as if thinking about something else. Dahl could feel the timidity and fear that still existed in her heart. The horror encounter in the gnoll's cave still lingers in the girl's heart, although she seemed nothing to do on the surface.

But Dahl knew that this was the most common appearance of a child when he proved to his father that he was a strong child.

"Let's talk about what you want to talk to me first, Garryn."

Garryen shyly shyly and said, "Then I'll just say it, sir... I heard that there are many wizards in the Presto family, is it true?"

"Why?"

Dahl didn't expect Garlein to start with his family.

"Get close to Dalaran... and close contact with Quel'thalas..."

"Are you talking about Ultrarank?" Dahl said with a smile: "Although Pirenod is a relative of Presto, we are strictly speaking not closely related to Ultrarank's aspects."

"And, don't just guess the relationship between Ultraman and the Elf Kingdom and other human kingdoms based on the feeling on the map. In fact, Ultraman is relatively isolated and is just a simple trade connection with Dalaran."

"So, do you admit it?" Garryn was not interested in Dahl's explanation.

"You should get rid of the title of adults." Dahl picked up the honey wine and poured it into the cup, saying, "I should be about the same age as you, and I am just an ordinary child in the Presto family, and I cannot reach the title that such respected people should have."

"Then I'm calling you?"

"Dal, or Dalcomb, as you like."

"Dalcomb." Gallane smacked his lips and asked, "If there were no wizards in the Presto family, why would an ordinary member like you have such a deep understanding of Shadow?"

Dahl stopped what was in his hand and raised his eyes.

"Are you interested in the shadow?"

Garryn didn't say anything, but just lowered his head silently, not even nodding and admitting.

After all, in the human kingdom, practicing shadow spells is an absolute taboo. No matter how high your status is or how deep your background is, as long as you involve shadows, what awaits you is endless censorship and surveillance. If you don’t change your skills, you will eventually be exiled.

Morgans couldn't stand such house arrest and humiliation and eventually escaped.

"Shadow is dangerous, Gallane."

Dahl shook his head, picked up the wine and took a sip. It was not as sweet as he thought. Instead, it was more like a rotten apple that had been stored for a long time and made people uncomfortable.

And he didn't know if he had become a dragon so he couldn't feel the stimulation of alcohol, or if this wine itself did not have much alcohol, he could not feel the intensity of this drink as a wine.

"Don't go far in the shadow road, and you should also advise your father not to do warlock business anymore, return to normal business from now on, and not have any involvement with the Presto family."

"Why?"

Gallian responded strongly when he heard Dahl let him give up.

"But the Polilo family has already won the supply order for the Mage Sanctuary. If we are not competitive enough, we will be squeezed out of Stormwind City soon."

Dahl was a little surprised that Garlein's purpose was so simple: "Is it the reason why you want to learn Shadows for the Warlock?"

"Or what else can it be?" Garryinton said for a while: "I heard those warlocks mention that although the orcs have poor tailoring skills, the robes they made are very powerful because of materials and enchantments. They must be able to do all this after controlling the shadow energy."

"Then why don't the warlock you know learn tailoring skills? Do you have to come and harm your family?"

"They are already learning, Dalcombe." Gallian's voice was a little out of control because of his emotions. She deliberately lowered the volume again, "That's why I want to change all this."

"What benefits can I do?"

Dahl asked casually, picked up an egg roll and stuffed it into his mouth. Not to mention that the seafood and the slightly sweet egg roll were paired with a unique flavor.

"I don't know...but since that's the case, does that mean you can teach me about Shadows?"

Garryn stared at his eyes, speaking very seriously.

Of course, Dahl would not just admit that Presto had such a strong connection with the dark side of this world. He looked at the guests not far away and whispered: "I can't do it, but I know someone to teach you."

"In exchange, I hope you can try to tell me the information about the warlock group in Stormwind that I need this information very much."

"Is it that Ms. Katrana Preisto who wants to help the king clear out all the warlocks in Storm City?" Garlan asked worriedly: "Then if I agree, it would be like I ruining Elro's future."

"Not that absolute." Dahl shook his index finger: "It is impossible to curb the development of the entire kingdom's underground world by relying on the power of one family alone. Now the primary goal of the Presto family is to prevent someone from hurting, or to be more straightforward, assassinate us."

"Considering that the warlocks used to be with orcs, snakes and rats, I even heard that some warlocks have joined the mysterious organization created by orcs to serve allegiance to the tribal leaders and black magicians who remain in the kingdom."

"Is it normal for these evil guys to collude with the forces planning to subvert the Presto family?"

Gallian was a little confused when she heard this, but she felt that what Dahl said made sense.

"So the one you said..."

"Agree with my request first."

"I promise you."

Dahl nodded and said, "I will leave Stormwind for a while soon. In almost a week or two, I will let the shadow practitioner visit the Ailo tailor shop, and you will definitely know what he is going to do."

Finally, he squeezed a piece of sausage into his mouth, and suddenly realized that it was still quite fragrant.

Garryan nodded thoughtfully, and as he watched Dal leave his seat soon, he called him softly.

"Are you really just a regular member of the Presto family? It seems that Ms. Katrana takes you very seriously."

"She can't let me go because I borrowed her money to squander."
Chapter completed!