When the pen tip reached a square and stopped, he finally made his decision.
In a fight with the opponent, regardless of the outcome, he would never lose. Yes, there would be no benefit after the fight. On the contrary, it might even cause a lot of trouble.
If he didn't fight, not only would Willikfan owe him a favor, but the night elf couple would also owe him a huge favor.
Once the two of them die, they will not serve him wholeheartedly.
Receive two very powerful soul servants yourself.
A night elf and a bright woman, hahaha, I feel proud no matter how I think about it.
Therefore, the result of this inquiry is biased towards peace talks.
Then early tomorrow morning, he would go to the small hotel and reluctantly accept two servants and an ally.
The undead wizard who made up his mind rarely got a good night's sleep.
The next day, I felt refreshed and went to the Gelu Hotel where Mai Fan was staying.
When he came downstairs, he sighed that the recent development of the civilian area was good.
The streets were widened and the floors cleaned.
Although the building is still dilapidated, it is at least solid.
There are more people and more miscellaneous people, but it is still peaceful and peaceful...
"I greet your mother, let your parents go see the God of Hell!"
"Fuck me..."
Come on, the undead wizard was slapped in the face by a burst of noise just after sighing.
He looked at the farce scene that slapped him in the face with inexplicable annoyance.
He was stunned when he saw this.
He turned out to be an acquaintance, and an acquaintance with whom he had a great connection.
It's just that this night elf's temper is really bad. He wanted to shoot himself to death if he didn't say a word, and now he has a dispute with the tauren law enforcement team?
What was going on? The necromancer covered his figure with his robe.
He used a secret technique to hide among the crowd of spectators, and squeezed in to see what was going on here.
Just in front of Gelu's small hotel, the night elf sneered and cursed such violent and vulgar language.
It's strange to say that for such an elegant race as the night elves, it's amazing that these foul words come out of his mouth.
And the most amazing thing is that they can express their greetings to their parents and organs in the most elegant way.
And extremely elegant.
This ability is probably only possible by the night elves, right?
As for the tauren opposite who were scolded, does anyone care about their feelings?
After the night elves did not shy away from bringing up the scandal that the other party had done.
Everyone around here had only one feeling: these bastards deserved to be scolded.
In a few words, the necromancer understood the conflict between the tauren and the night elves.
These bastards actually insulted his future servants!
I wonder how Willy Kefan can bear it!
The necromancer planned to watch the fun. He hid himself deeper and crouched behind the two sides of the quarrel.
At this time, the night elves had no time to pay attention to the people around them.
He just felt that why had he cooperated with such a shameless race before?
"Bring me your share, and we can make peace with each other."
"Also, I will be leaving Dark City soon, and our previous cooperation will be terminated from now on."
How can a tauren be so easy to talk to?
In addition, they will never let go of a cash cow.
"This is impossible. You can just leave if you want? Have you asked us?"
"Have you completed the agreed upon three orders per month?"
"Pay attention, every month, as long as we are still on the law enforcement team, you must do it."
The surrounding civilians let out unexpected exclamations.
These law enforcement officers didn't care that these lower-class people heard the conversations between them.
These natives of the Dark City have little to do with the foreign ethnic groups.
And the targets of their attacks are not these poor, low-class people with no oil and water.
The night elf laughed angrily: "I just want to leave, what can you do to me?"
"You must know that I am still Viscount Tyrande."
"You have no right to restrict a noble's freedom."
The tauren also smiled ferociously: "Oh? Are you sure? If I let someone identify me, what if everything you did before was a false accusation?"
"The devils from a few days ago haven't left yet. The elite goblin merchants you provoked the day before yesterday are still in the city exchanging goods."
"If I tell them, their grievances have been cleared."
"But the losses will all be borne by you, the false accuser... How do you think they will feel?"
"Are you having a hard time right now?"
"Is there any extra money to pay compensation?"
After saying these words, Tyrande's face turned purple.
He really doesn't have any spare money now.
Even if there is, it will never be used in this place.
"You are so shameless..."
He didn't get any of the previous benefits, but the other party put all the blame on him.
At this time, Tyrande subconsciously looked up at his new master.
Mai Fan stood on the balcony on the second floor, feeling a little bored.
He yawned and suddenly saw the bright yellow characters downstairs.
Ah, it's melancholy. When did he come here?
Look at the color of the words. It’s already yellowish and greenish?
Does he want to come over for peace talks?
Then you can save yourself a lot of trouble. If you are depressed, why do you need a bicycle?
Seeing Tyrande downstairs asking for help, Maifan grinned, pointed at the necromancer, suddenly increased his volume, and shouted to everyone present: "Don't be afraid, Tyrande! "
"Your real master has arrived. He was very angry when he heard that you were being blackmailed."
"For the glory of the undead clan, he is here now!"
"Look, Lord Melancholy will always be your strongest backing."
"As his close friend, I am also very touched."
"He will never let go of anyone who falsely accuses you!"
"Yes! Friend! Melancholy!"
'Nima'
It has been many years since this necromancer cursed his mother.
But today, he really wanted to scold the man upstairs.
How come this man doesn’t have the demeanor of a master at all... And how did the other party see his disguise?
You must know that the invisibility spell he used is a type of high-level spell.
Not only is the figure hidden, but even the smell and shadow can be covered up.
But now, Mai Fan has seen him clearly, right?
The undead wizard melancholy opened the mask on his head and looked at Mai Fan on the balcony with some annoyance.
damn it……
But before he could say anything about his complaint, he was interrupted by the night elves squeezing over.
