It was Mr. Suarez, the strong and brave night elf, who saved me once again.
Taking a deep breath of the icy cold air, I touched the wall and stood up.
I saw Allen not far away. He was kneeling on the ground, grinning and pressing his shoulders. The blood mixed with the mud made his cheeks, chest and waist a mess!
oh!
I jerked my head away!
These druids are all... shameless libertines!
I angrily grabbed the torn hem of my skirt and ran all the way to the cellar. When I jumped over the man in black robe, I gave him an angry kick on his swollen cheek and took the last two out of his mouth. A tooth was kicked out!
"Oh, little human," Mr. Suarez warned me while helping someone out from deep in the cellar, "Don't make him faint, I still have something to ask him..."
"He fainted a long time ago! Mr. Suarez! That blow of yours almost killed him!" My eyes moved and I found Dallion. The invisible rope that bound him seemed to have disappeared, which made his expression less distorted than before, even though he was still in a deep painful coma.
I pushed away Tuli who was kneeling at a loss and listened carefully to the boy's chest...
It was so nice, his chest was warm and his heartbeat was steady and strong.
My eyes are a little hot...
"...Thank you, Mr. Suarez!" I said softly.
Hearing this, Tuli seemed to have just come back to his senses, "Yes! Thank you! Mr. Suarez!"
"Thank you!" This was a stiff and rich voice.
"Tikriti will pay you gold coins!"
Oh Tikriti!
"Well," the tall night elf placed the two apologetic guys in the corner, and then patted his black leather gloves, "The person you should thank is not me, but the son of the Wind Singer."
Allen?
I couldn't help but turn around and saw that the night elf had already put on a large green robe. He seemed to be seriously injured and could only walk step by step with difficulty while holding on to the earth wall.
Seeing me looking at him, he straightened his back subconsciously, snorted disdainfully from his nose, and quickly hissed, hunched back, "...stupid...stupid red hair, why don't you hate me?" Aren't you a little suspicious of destroying this place?!" As he said that, he picked a strong oak barrel on the wall and sat on it.
"...Who cares about this?!"
"Fortunately, Allen cared," Suarez said, "otherwise, he wouldn't have followed. I wouldn't have felt... he stayed in the cellar too long."
Those words made the night elf boy puff out his chest again, triumphantly.
"Now..." Suarez walked over to the black robe and kicked his shoulder with the toe of his boot, "Well... we have to wake him up. Do you know any Druid secrets? Little Feng Ge?"
The elf boy blinked his milky-white eyes, "There is indeed a secret technique that can make people wake up instantly." As he said that, he poured out all the bottles and jars in his personal luggage and examined them carefully. Then he shook his head, "...I don't carry that kind of potion."
"Why bother?" With Tuli's help, I finally dragged the big man Dallion to the entrance of the cellar. The circulating air here might make the boy feel better.
"Huh?" Suarez looked over.
I glanced at the green dwarf in the corner with evil intentions, "This black robe is doing something shameful in this cellar, and this cellar is where Tikriti stores private goods. Maybe they are Together……"
"Oh! Watch your words, human!" Before he finished speaking, Tikriti shouted in a sharp voice, "We were hiding here, and this wizard suddenly broke in and controlled us with magic. ! Tikriti swears like gold coins, this is true!”
Next to him, the huge first officer Torun also waved his hoof excitedly, "...this...this...is...real!"
"Private goods?" Suarez's focus seemed to be different from ours. He pressed the huge broad-bladed sword on his waist and walked slowly towards the depths of the cellar. "What are you hiding here?"
"Just...just some spirits..."
boom!
Suarez seemed to have broken a barrel there, and suddenly, a strong smell of alcohol came from there.
"Oh, magic spirits from the desert tribe." Suarez sneered behind the layers of wooden barrels.
"This... this is just for personal use! Yes! For personal use! Tikriti needs to release himself on a moonless night!"
"You got it in exchange for mithril mines, right? And those trolls will make mithril into poisonous arrows and spears to deal with my people!" Suarez seemed to overturn a lot of things there and made a dull sound. The sound of heavy objects falling, "Oh! What is this?!"
The tall night elf walked out of the darkness carrying an exquisite brass box. When he saw that thing, the green-skinned dwarf's cheeks trembled visibly, and then turned pale.
boom!
Suarez ripped off the rusty lock and lifted the lid.
Inside is a row of potions as thick as lava. Even through the bright crystal bottle, I can faintly feel the disturbing energy fluctuations carried by those potions.
Suarez took out one of them and looked at the white magic lamp. Then his cheeks tightened, "...On the other side of the sea, I saw a potion that used the devil's power. A potion made from blood, it is said that it can make people feel ecstasy, addictive, and ultimately destroy their brains, turning them into a pile of useless flesh..." His fangs bared, and his gaze was like a knife. He forced the green dwarf in the corner and said, "You brought such a thing to my land..."
"No! Tikriti swears, this is not mine!" This time, the frightened Tikriti almost jumped up from the ground, even though he was covered in burns, "In Nanhai Town, someone is carrying this box He took a boat to Stormwind City, but he was captured at the port! They also want to arrest Tikriti! They want to hang Tikriti! What can Tikriti do?! Tikriti can only You can escape with this!"
"Why don't you sink it to the bottom of the ocean?!"
"What if those people find Tikriti?! Night Elf Suarez, Tikriti swears, everything is kept here and not a bottle is leaked!"
