Two days after the arrival of the draenei, all those who decided to participate in this battle had arrived.

In addition to the Brotherhood of the Iron Horse, the Paladins, and the battle mages from Dalaran, there is also a "little surprise" from Azeroth that appears with the last batch of reinforcements.

"Yi? Ms. Little Moon, why are you here too?"

Black was walking out of the tent with a group of Draenei Dark Templar Assassins who were followers of the Uncrowned, and saw the female ranger who was talking to Kael'thas Sunstrider.

He said in a strange tone of surprise:

"Did you report to your eldest sister and second sister that you escaped? I don't want to have to explain to the mentor why her little daughter died inexplicably in Shadowmoon Valley in the world of Draenor."

"You can't talk properly, can you? Master Black."

Miss Vereesa Windrunner, whose name was called, turned around helplessly and said angrily to Black, who was looking at her teasingly:

"Also, don't you feel bad about always talking about death? Is it really the tradition of you Kul Tiras people? Finally!

Don't call me little moon!

We're not that familiar yet.

"But I think we are very familiar with each other, and little girl, if you dare to talk to me like this, have you forgotten the lesson you learned in Dalaran?"

Blake snorted and said dissatisfiedly:

"Don't think that I'm afraid of you because you brought your boyfriend here. With the courage of your little puppy Luo Ning, he doesn't dare to provoke me. He loves you deeply, but he still has sense. He knows that life is meaningless.

The principle of price.

You don't seem to understand, well, you are indeed a stupid, spoiled child."

"Blake!"

Seeing Vereesa completely defeated in the battle of words, Kael'thas shook his head helplessly, brushed his long golden hair, and said to the pirate:

"Don't be so rude to girls, you are a big shot too. Come, let me introduce to you the Quel'dorei warriors who came to support the war in Draenor.

They are all my followers in the court."

His Royal Highness pointed to a group of well-armed elves behind him to introduce to Black, but the pirate waved his hand and refused. He looked at the strong water elves in front of him, and none of these dozen people were weaker than the legend.

One can't help but sigh that there are still a few nails in this rotten ship of Quel'Thalas.

He named Kael'thas's followers one by one:

"Arch Mage Rommath, Arch Astromancer Solanlian, The Declined Saladre, Astromancer Calpurnia, Great Engineer Talonnicus, and finally Baron Sangunar of the Blood Hammer.

Your niece has done well under me.

She thinks she has told you the news that she is about to change her profession to a Warden, and I hope you are satisfied with her increase in strength."

Blake said a few more words to the indifferent elf assassin in armor. The latter was also a big shot in the assassin world of Azeroth. Everyone was a showman. Faced with Blake's initiative to speak, the elderly assassin was also very gentle.

Answered to:

"Valeera is the most promising future star of the Sangunar family, and she has already made a career far beyond her age by following in the footsteps of the Uncrowned One.

This makes me confident about that child's future.

The Sangunar family undoubtedly owes you a favor, Master Black, and we will be at your disposal when necessary."

"Haha, you're welcome. You will be needed soon."

Black laughed and looked at the other followers of Kael'thas. He raised his eyebrows and continued to "point out":

"Ranger Lord Lor'themar Theron, I prefer to call you 'Aqiang'."

"Yeah, since you said that damn nickname in Dalaran, many people started calling me 'Aqiang'."

The ranger lord wearing Farstrider's chain mail shook his head, he sighed and said:

"To be honest, I still don't know what this nickname means. I have always wanted to ask you face to face. Is this a contemptuous name?

Lord Black."

"No, no, no, this is a nickname, my dear Aqiang."

Blake shrugged and said:

"Compared with your first and last name, which are extremely rare in Salas and therefore difficult to read and write, I think everyone prefers a concise and clear title.

Aqiang is very good.

It's very deceptive and will make others think you are a noob, but in fact you will give those fools who underestimate you a 'surprise' with your own harpoon and sword.

Well, is this your childhood sweetheart, Priest Liadrin, who has been in love for many years? I heard that Ms. Liadrin is considering changing her profession to a paladin?

A good choice, you will definitely look very heroic after putting on the armor."

He looked at the low-key pastor next to Aqiang, who was very troubled by Black's words. She raised her head, showed a pretty face, and said seriously to Black:

"Please be sure not to talk nonsense about these private matters, Mr. Black, your name as a prophet has spread throughout Azeroth, and any words you say will be regarded by idiots as a 'golden rule' about the future.

A Qiang…

Uh, I mean, Lor'themar is already suffering from this, and I don't want to hear rumors about my affair with Lor'themar flying around."

"Ah? You haven't confirmed the relationship yet?"

Blake blinked his eyes maliciously and said:

"Then you have to hurry up, my dear Ms. Liadrin. Handsome and calm men like Aqiang are hot commodities in the marriage market.

There were unmarried elven spinsters everywhere hoping to have some wonderful relationships with him.

As far as I know, there is a Sha'dorei mage in my fleet who has been single for several thousand years. My dear arcanist Thalyssra likes a handsome and elegant elf man like Aqiang.

If you really don’t want to continue the development, then I will introduce my good friend Talisa to Aqiang?

You know, I'm a prophet."

The stinking pirate pointed at his own eyes and deliberately said to Liadrin, who was wide-eyed:

"If you missed him, these two guys have some amazing stories going on in the future."

After saying that, without waiting for Liadrin and Lor'themar Archangel to reply, Black opened his arms and hugged the next ranger lord wearing a sapphire headband.

"Ah, my dear Lord Halduron Brightwing, the 'Light Ranger', I have been missing you since we last parted. Is your bard career going well?"

Although it has been a long time since Blake and the handsome ranger in front of him, who once fought against powerful enemies with the weak him, have not seen each other for a long time, the relationship between the two is still very good. He patted the smiling Halduron on the shoulder and spoke in a familiar tone between old friends.

explain:

"I also sent you an invitation to the secret passage, and I didn't see you reporting to the Broken Islands."

"Because the military affairs are busy, Black, it's not that I don't want to join that glorious organization."

Halduron explained with some headache:

"Before, Aqiang, Lor'themar, and I were transferred to the Navy to train sailors and marines. I just submitted my resignation and came to Draenor last week.

After this battle is over, I will go to Eagle Claw Peak to have a look.

As for the career of the bard.

Well, I'd better not show my shame in front of the human servants of the great His Highness Little Star. Compared with the beautiful writing style of His Highness Little Star, the ballads I wrote are just a piece of rubbish that makes me feel ashamed."

"Ha, I knew that a literary guy like you must also be a fan of Little Stars. Do you want me to introduce you to her?"

Black laughed and chatted with Halduron for a long time before looking at the guys behind him.

These guys are all young, both male and female, and they all exude a serious temperament. They are commanded by His Royal Highness the Prince's attendant, Ms. Lana Seer, and all of them are a little nervous without exception.

"Uh, are you...Kain Sunfury?"

The pirate looked at a young man with black hair in front of him. He looked him up and down and said:

"Why are you trying to join the ranks of demon hunters? Young man, is it just because of the call of Prince Kael'thas? You may not know what you are facing. Do you want me to explain it to you?"

"No need, Master Black."

The young man named Cain Sunfury said in a deep voice:

"A few of us came to Draenor just because of the call of His Highness the Prince. Our parents and family members all died in accidents related to demons. Each of us is full of hatred for demons."

"hatred?"

Blake shook his head and said:

"Then you can go back now!

It is impossible to become a qualified demon hunter by relying on hatred alone. Hatred will only make you unable to control the demon in your heart until it easily turns you into a demon too.

Especially you two...

Varedis, and Leothras."

The pirate easily named the two very inconspicuous Quel'dorei elves in the crowd without any introduction.

The two young men looked up suddenly, just in time to see Blake staring at them.

The pirate said in a very arrogant tone:

"The hatred and anger in the two of you have gone out of control. This ugly emotion has indeed given you the will to revenge. However, they are like out-of-control wildfires, no longer under your control.
To be continued...