Stormwind God Chapter 4

Neither Duke nor Alleria knew that just after they left, there was a third group of people who found the wild boar.

"Isn't this'Prince'?" A servant let out a scream.

"Prince?" A young man dressed like a nobleman uttered disdain.

The servant immediately bowed his head and bowed: "Uh, dear master, that's just a nickname. The Brackwell family has an award-winning pig named'Princess'. This sow is incomparable gigantic and often steals Sneak to Stonefield Farm to steal vegetables! This Princess had a bigger killer boar at some point. Three farmers have already died on this boar. So on the reward order, this male boar The pig's name is called'Prince'!"

When the noble youth heard it, he was excited.

"Huh? If I bring this'Prince' back, can't I increase my reputation?"

Several servants are flattery spirits, and you will understand immediately after listening. .

The current king is a very wise man. In order to maintain the aspirations of the nobles, he even set the iron law that the descendants of nobles must have merits to inherit the title of father.

Unfortunately, there are policies and countermeasures. In this era without large-scale wars, people's lives are relatively stable, and there are not many rogues or robbers. The only ones that can be counted as enemies of mankind are the wild beast, warcraft, and demihuman races covering the mountains and plains.

If human beings want to expand the territory of survival, they must grab territory from other creatures and open up new leaders. Therefore, killing the monster on the reward order can also be counted as a feat.

"Yes, yes, that's right. Young Master, you use magic to kill this'Prince' on the level 1 reward order in town. You can definitely win the favor of the Viscount Master."

The noble youth smiled triumphantly when he saw the servant taking up the road like this.

Duke didn't even know the series of events that happened behind him.

He is still struggling to survive. After finally climbing out of the slightly turbulent river water, he was shocked to find that he had been rushed far away.

Lying on the river beach, panting heavily, feeling the sun behind.

System suddenly said: "Dear Host, this system spirit feels obligated to remind you. With your physique, the chance of catching a cold like this is 68.3%."

Duke Barring his teeth, he finally recognized it.

Almost struggling to take off his burlap clothes and pants, he collapsed on a big rock beside the river that was still dry, and he collapsed like a dead dog.

It's terrible, as expected, crossing is a combination of individual and technical work.

Such a primordial natural environment is really very difficult for a university student who has to complain about military training.

With a mess in his mind, Duke recalled everything in World of Azeroth.

Suddenly with a wry smile, I complained all day before I crossed that reincarnation to **** is to open the hell difficulty mode. Compared with Azeroth, that is not even the gate of hell. There is a saying-in any war years, people rarely live beyond 40 years old.

Holding his forehead, Duke muttered to himself: "There is still too little information. The only thing that can be known is that if Alleria is still there, then this should be a very early point in Azeroth. Because in the World In of Warcraft, Alleria should have disappeared after an expedition to Outland with Turalyon."

After finally recovering, Duke stood up, put on his clothes again, and looked all around. Finally found what he was looking for-cooking smoke.

Where there is fire, there are humans… well, at least humanoid.

Duke walked towards the distant place where the smoke was rising with hope and anxiety.

Finally, half an hour later, Duke walking down the stream found what he wanted-a human settlement.

Several 4-Layer-high brick-wood buildings break through the canopy blockade, proudly proclaiming to nature that there is human civilization here.

I don't know why, seeing the so ordinary herringbone roof, Duke has the urge to cry, and he feels like finding the organization in his heart. At the very least, it was a human town, not Ogre's human barbecue meeting.

With excitement, Duke quickened his pace. Soon he found a dirt road. The road is covered with gravel, and there is almost no space for plants other than grass to intervene. The feeling of walking on it is still not comparable to Dao Idol, the pedestrian walk before crossing, but it is already better than the complex terrain in the forest where one foot is deep and one foot is shallow.

Looking from a distance, a large area of ​​trees has been cut down, leaving a lot of clearing. Near the forest is full of cultivated land, and in the central town of the cultivated land, people coming, people going, bustling.

The farmhouses are full of Western European style. A taller and larger building with white background and black edges stands between the farmhouses a crane in a flock of chickens.

The quaint brick-wood houses are hung with colorful flags everywhere, even the roofs of the thatched houses are replaced with fresh thatch, and there are noisy and cheering people everywhere.

Across the woods and the last section of the town's mud-rock road, Duke saw two smiling guards in front of the town. The armor they wore was based on silver, with blue trim, and the chest coat and shield had a blue lion crest with gold rim.

This is a guard in the typical Stormwind City costume.

Different from the machine-polished, laser-engraved, and one-piece stainless steel armor in the movie, it is not the rough handmade armor of playing cosplay. The armor of the guard in front of him gives Duke a very real touch.

Looking at the dense forest in front of him, Duke can only think of Elwynn Forest with regard to Stormwind City. As the gateway to Stormwind City and the main settlement area for the residents of Kingdom of Stormwind, it should be relatively safe and there is not much fighting.

But what did Duke see?

The armor covered with large and small scars!

There are scratches, small holes pierced by sharp tools, and bumps from blunt tools, but the armor is still well maintained. The small pieces of rust were smoothed, and the large pieces of damage were filled with iron pieces and beaten again. Coupled with the uneven tone of hand carburizing, a series of small details not only give the armor Supreme texture.

I also told Duke one thing-danger!

Even in the most peaceful Elwynn Forest in the game, there are still dangers that Duke does not know about. For some reason, Duke thought of the wild beasts in the novice zone and various monsters he looked down upon back then…

Anyway, seeing them, Duke was still relieved: "Huh!"

In World of Azeroth, there was once a very strong human empire, Arathor. However, around 1200 years ago in the history of the game, the Arathorian Empire split into seven small kingdoms: Lordaeron, Dalaran, Alterac, Kul Tiras, Gilneas, Stromgarde Keep and Stormwind City.

Stormwind City is the novice zone for all human players in the game.

Duke doesn't know if the history here is the same, but it doesn't seem to be different.

"Oh, little brother, are you here for the class change trial too? It seems that your small body can't be the guard of Stormwind City. Hahaha!" Seeing Duke, the guard on the left is very straightforward The ground made a joke.

"Maybe he was born as a hunter and can be an Archer?" The guard on the right also smiled.

"No, no, no, look at his tender palms, maybe he is a noble mage master! Hahaha!"

Duke doesn't know what class he can change , But he knew that if he did nothing, then in this world full of war and destruction, he would die and become ghoul sooner or later.

But… Young Master, no matter how frustrated I am, it will not be your turn to make the soldiers laugh at me!

Just as Duke wanted to punch these two guys desperately, an officer with golden eyebrows, national symbol mouth, and a big sword at his waist came.

"Enough! Shut up, you two idiots."

When the boss came, the two guards suddenly shut up and stood at attention. You can clearly see a drop of cold sweat. It is dripping on their cheeks.

Legion turned his face to Duke, with a gentle smile on his face: "The nobility of a person depends on whether you or your ancestors have contributed to the prosperity of mankind. Become a class holder and be promoted. The elite is a good thing. If you fail, don't be discouraged. The prosperity of Stormwind City needs talents from all walks of life. Youngster, do you think I'm right?"

"Uh, yes."

The officer stretched out his hand to Duke: "My name is Willem, sergeant."

"Duke." Duke also extended the hand to shake hands with Willem, and Duke's palm received 100 Point a critical strike to hurt…

Go! This guy's hands are so big!

"Well, Duke, welcome to Northshire Abbey Hall of Arms. I hope you can become a class holder. I sincerely hope that mankind will have more elites."

Duke Just went in.

Willem looked at Duke's back and touched his chin: "This youngster is not made of warrior."