New Order of Azeroth

Vanessa subconsciously went to draw the knife, and then realized that in order to maintain a good personality, she had not carried a weapon recently.

She looked around with her peripheral vision. There were forks, cups, and some vulture bones. There were so many weapons that could be used at the scene. At this time, the superiority of thieves was reflected. Anything they could pick up could be used as a weapon. In addition, she also looked at Lao Bangzi, wanting to see what this guy would do next.

You must know that the old knights of Sentinel Ridge do not know Vanessa. Brother Nimetz and others have never even heard of her existence. Where did this guy get the information?

It can be said that Da Fan protected Vanessa very closely during his lifetime. MI7, the intelligence organization in Stormwind City, didn't even know of her existence. Now, a bad old man who raises horses in the countryside can see through her identity at a glance? Is this a demigod or god-level thief?

Lao Bangzi has no extraordinary power at all, and is obviously not a professional.

Then there is only one answer.

Several thoughts collided rapidly in her mind, and she thought the one with the highest probability was the answer.

It seems that you are not a good person... You have actually met me. Are you a secret agent of the Brotherhood here? Or are you a friend of Edwin Van Cleef? She tried to say. My own guess.

Lao Bangzi immediately retorted: He betrayed the friendship he had. He is not my friend.

Vanessa said Oh, got it! This guy was probably Da Fan's friend during his lifetime, so he had seen her when she was a child, and probably even recently, otherwise he wouldn't have recognized her at a glance.

Da Fan's experience back then is worthy of sympathy. It's normal to have some middle-class supporters. Da Fan is not a poor man. As the president of the Masons' Union, he participated in and presided over the construction of many large-scale projects. He has sufficient connections. It's just him. It's a perverse move that pushes supporters to the other side.

The old Bangzi in front of him was obviously one of them. From sympathy to support, from support to opposition, from opposition to hostility, after learning about Da Fan's death, Old Fabron realized that a new turmoil was about to start in the western wilderness. Only then did I have the idea of ​​leaving.

Are you going to kill me? Young lady. Lao Bangzi looked calmly into her eyes, his body relaxed naturally, as if he had anticipated this day.

Vanessa tapped him with her finger: You are lucky. Vanessa Van Cleef will kill you, but I hope not. Your life has been saved. Go and praise the Holy Light. Stay or go. It's up to you, of course, you can report my identity to Sentinel Ridge, feel free.

She waved her hand smartly, said hello to Mrs. Sardin, and drove away alone in the carriage.

Then...then, after a while, she sneaked back...

Everyone of my race must have a different heart! She said it lightly, but in fact she didn't trust Lao Bangzi. If this guy went to tip off the news, she would kill him on the way!

Vanessa hid in Old Fabron's house all night. The old man seemed very anxious and kept pacing back and forth in the yard. It wasn't until dawn that he finally made up his mind.

Seeing Old Fabron calling to his family to unload the luggage loaded into the car, Vanessa guessed that he was not ready to leave.

Playing with the dagger in her palm, she waited for another day. When she saw that the other party had no intention of reporting the news, she returned to Yuexi Town.

The Wine Festival is in full swing. Using the female mage's remote communication skills, Vanessa contacted the dwarf shaman Bellin Ranling who has returned to the main dwarf city of Ironforge. It doesn't matter if you don't want to join us. Buy some for us. Wine, is this not difficult?

The dwarf, who is fond of wine by nature, was in full support of the holding of the Wine Festival. He could not find anyone who objected. The drinks were dirt cheap. The other party said frankly that he would come to the Wine Festival and would come at that time. Lots of dwarves, lots and lots of them...

Vanessa was naturally welcoming, but she was worried that there were not many people and it would not be lively.

It was originally planned that the Wine Festival would last for half a month, but seeing the enthusiasm of the dwarves, she decided directly, let's drink for a month first!

In fact, goblins also sell wine, so there is nothing they don't sell, but relatively speaking, goblins are not very interested in making wine.

Dwarves are different. Without wine, they are like lifeless. Ore and spirits are the specialties of dwarves. The dwarf shaman Bellin Ranling who was rescued in Stranglethorn Valley, in order to thank her for saving her life, helped her in many ways. A large selection of fine wines at a very good price.

This time Vanessa abandoned her good friend the goblins and instead bought a large amount of drinks from the dwarves. This transaction caused her reputation to plummet with the goblins, and goblins came over every day to express their dissatisfaction.

She scoffed at this and ordered another batch of goblin explosives, and they became good friends again.

Dwarves are allies, foreign guests, and international friends to humans. After confirming that a large number of dwarves would be present, the old knight did not dare to neglect his actions even if he did not understand the significance of this wine festival. UU Reading www.uukanshu. After net and Vanessa handed over all the civil affairs work, they led half of the militiamen out to clear out the nearby jackals.

The fraternity's advisory group also expressed confusion about the holding of the Wine Festival. They believed that they should practice their internal skills behind closed doors and improve their own environment. Outsiders would naturally come over without having to deal with these problems.

Vanessa doesn't think so. The aroma of wine is also afraid of deep alleys. There are only so many people in the Western Wilderness. How can we make a flower with so much effort? If you don't shout hard, who knows that here, there is strength when there are many people, but there is no one? It doesn't matter how good the idea is.

The collision of the two concepts of developing first and then shouting, and shouting first and then developing, ultimately led to the holding of the Wine Festival based on her opinion!

There is no e-commerce or express delivery industry these days. Even if there is a dwarf shaman to help, she still needs to go there in person.

The amount of drinks was very large, and no matter how good the friendship was, it could not be eaten, not to mention that she had no friendship with the dwarves. She needed to pay first before they would hand over the goods to her.

The dwarves agreed to help with the transportation. After all, Vanessa's men were a little bit ready to die in the open, and she had no criminal record herself, but she couldn't transport dozens of carts of wine by herself, so a convoy was needed.

The dwarves were going to transport them all the way and drink them all, and support her wine festival... Considering their big bellies, the amount of drinks was directly increased by 50% from the original basis, and the corresponding transportation fees and escort fees were It's as low as giving it away for free.

I heard that many dwarves are fighting for this guard spot. For them, this event is like going on an outing. It is relaxing and comfortable. No matter how you think about it, it is a good job. The Chamber of Commerce in Ironforge hopes that Vanessa can come over for an interview, select the escort team, then receive the goods, set off, and of course, pay for the drinks.