The clouds on the top of the snow-capped mountains in the distance have begun to turn red.

Anyang got up and patted his clothes, smoothed out the wrinkled shirt, then pushed open the thick wooden door and walked out.

He had to go to the Black Swamp today to check the orcs' movements, and at least find out whether the army that pioneered had crossed the portal.

Athaway turned around in surprise, looked at him standing at the door smiling, and said in a panic: "Mr. Master, please wait, breakfast will be ready soon. I have prepared ham meat, fish soup and butter bread for you, and I don't know if you are used to it."

An Yang narrowed his eyes, and the richness of this breakfast was beyond his expectations.

He was obviously not a good person who took it for granted, but out of politeness, he nodded immediately and said, "Thank you very much for your enthusiasm. This is a very hearty breakfast."

Anyangneng realized how rich such a breakfast was for this wilderness village and for this poor family, perhaps it would be worth a lot of wheat cakes for their father and daughter, and Athaway actually brought such precious food to his stranger's table!

A person who only met yesterday may never have any intersection after today?

Is the identity of a wizard so respected here?

Or are the people here really welcoming and hospitable?

If you don’t receive any reward, it is probably difficult for a normal person to accept such unlimited efforts and treatment without paying when he first met. However, the simplicity and kindness of the people here are hard to refuse, for fear that any discomfort will make them misunderstand and hurt their pure hearts.

And when the breakfast was served on the table with a decent wooden board, Anyang was once again surprised.

Because there is only one serving of ham, toast or knife fish soup, which means it is only enough for him to eat it alone!

He frowned and immediately wanted to refuse, but he looked up and saw Athaway's face with a faint crimson freckle.

It was a pair of light blue eyes, as pure as a lake on a snowy plateau, as if it were a sea near the islands and reefs. Her face was a little uneasy, and she looked at the breakfast on the table from time to time. A little expectation and panic were mixed in, revealing a kind and inferior heart.

Although she had done it very seriously and took out the most precious ingredients that her father wouldn't want to eat, she still felt that the vulgar food she made was far from comparable to the noble delicacies in the royal capital, for fear that she would neglect the noble mage.

Anyang saw through what she thought almost instantly. He was stunned for a moment, smiled, swallowed all the original words, lowered his head and picked up the spoon and drank a sip of the knife fish soup, showed an expression of enjoyment, and tasted bread and ham meat. This time, he turned to Athaway and said, "Well, it's delicious. I have been to many places, but I rarely taste such delicious food!"

Athaway smiled, and the worry and uneasiness on her face were wiped out, looking extremely pure. She took two steps back and said, "Master, please use it slowly. My father is about to wake up, and I still have to prepare breakfast for him."

Anyang nodded and felt a little uncomfortable when he saw her taking out some impurities of wheat flour.

To be fair, the ham meat was a little salty, but it was as light as chewy wax in his mouth.

As the same goes, people do not necessarily want to be kind people, but kindness is always easy to touch people's hearts.

He even struggled to understand why they had to devote so much to themselves, a person who could be said to be irrelevant. Although he fabricated the identity of a "magistrate", this identity does not represent rights and cannot bring anything to them. It can be said that they cannot get any reward for doing so.

If I were a nobleman in Stormwind City, then I could understand how hard I was to entertain myself, but I was nothing.

Anyang was a little surprised. To be honest, he had traveled through other worlds so many times, had held great power, and had seen the darkest side of human nature, but seemed to ignore how strong the impact the simplicity and kindness of people sometimes bring to people.

Athaway seemed to be humming softly in his ears. There were no lyrics, just a piece of music, but the inexplicable tune was very pleasant.

Anyang quickly finished his breakfast, and in order to show his respect, he ate very cleanly.

Unfortunately, this dish of fish soup did not restore his physical strength and mana, nor did it increase his agility.

At this time, Ethaway's father also got up and walked out with a sleepy face. His worn clothes were scattered on his body, his beard and hair were also messy, and his chest hair could be vaguely seen. He was not awake until the moment he saw Anyang. He stood up straight, sorted out his clothes randomly, and shouted: "Mr. Mage."

Anyang wiped his mouth and greeted him: "Mr. Longqi, good morning."

Lao Longqi was a little at a loss. He didn't know how to respond to his polite words.

Anyang didn't say anything, and stood up calmly. In order not to make him feel restrained, he decided not to stay here.

It is difficult for people who have never really experienced it to understand how serious the inferiority caused by identity status is in this era where everyone does not advocate equality. It will not only make you unable to raise your head, but also make you at a loss, as if the every move of others is very different from you, and invisibly reflects the gap in identity.

Anyang silently took out a piece of gold, thought about it, and then put it away.

"Miss Athaway, I want to go further today, but before that I want to talk to the elder, is he at home now?"

"The elders are mostly at home, which is the place where the cocktail party last night. Mr. Master, you walk along the lakeside and pass by two houses. You see a very lush tree, which is the elder's house."

Anyang nodded and said, "Yes, I know, thank you very much."

Athaway stood up and wiped the wheat shavings from the corner of her mouth: "Where do you want to go? Do you need me to lead the way for you?"

An Yang shook his head and smiled: "Thank you for your enthusiasm, but the place I want to go is far away, and I can't walk, so you may not be able to be with me."

Athaway opened her eyes wide and didn't understand what he meant by not being able to walk.

Anyang had already retreated with a smile.

The moment he stepped out of the room and turned around, his expression calmed down. He pinched his finger marks and muttered the spell and cast a spell on himself. The green light on his body flashed, and some mysterious power suddenly made him as light as a wild goose, while the magic trick made his feet wind. As the spell flashed, he took a step forward and was obviously not big, but he easily left several meters.

The villagers who went out in the morning were all surprised when they saw it, and were shocked by the mystery of the wizard, which made them even more awe!

Anyang has decided that it is no longer just for the sake of this, life and death are chosen by them, but that the people in this village must be moved away as soon as possible. Whether they want to, or whether they believe his words, he must let them leave!

And he also wants to find out the orc movements in the Black Swamp as soon as possible.

At his speed, he saw the lush tree, lush and lush. In front of the tree was a two-story wooden house, which was much more grand than the low thatched house of Athaway's house, and it was very stylish in World of Warcraft. It was the place where the cocktail party last night.

Anyang knocked on the door, and after receiving the response, he waited at the door. Soon there was a sound of slightly staggering footsteps from far to near, mixed with the dull sound of the crooked pillars on the ground. The door creaked open, revealing the wrinkled face of the elder.

"Oh, it turns out to be the master of the wizard."

"Should I call you elder or should I teach you Mr. Reach?"

"You don't have to be so kind. Just call me Old Reitch, they all call me that."

"I'd better call you Mr. Rech, then, Mr. Rech, can I...?"

Anyang asked in his tone and pointed at the door.

The elder then reacted and quickly opened the door completely, letting his body open to him to make a gesture of inviting him: "Master, I have neglected you. I am old and slow to respond. Please forgive me, please come in!"

Anyang stepped in and smelled the smell of rum left in the room. He looked around and said with a smile: "Mr. Reach, do you remember what I told you last night? Because I saw you drink some wine last night, I'm sorry."

The elder thought about it and slapped his head: "Remember, of course, I remember, but my head is a little drowsy."

Anyang squinted his eyes and said, "But Mr. Reach, you don't seem to care too much, and you don't rush to tell the villagers."

The elder looked serious and said, "Master, you misunderstood. I didn't wake up until now when I slept last night. I'll go to discuss with them immediately."

"I hope you can handle this as soon as possible, you know, I was very well treated at Mr. Longchi's house last night, and I felt guilty, and it made me feel like I had to do something for them, at least I couldn't sit back and forthright they were destroyed by that disaster, and in my foreseeing that disaster was getting closer!"

"Ah, then I'll inform everyone immediately and let them make the decision!"

The elder immediately began to tidy up his clothes, took off the hat hanging on the wall and wanted to go out, but was stopped by Anyang.

"Wait, Mr. Reach!"

"What's wrong, Master Mage?"

"I foresee that the disaster came from the Black Swamp, and I felt that I had to go through it once, and after that I would go to Iron Fortress and Stormwind to find the current commander of Azeroth, Lothar, and King Ryan. Do you know where these places are in?"

"Are these places? I walked around when I was young, which can help you. And after you say so, things seem to be very serious."

"Yes, this disaster will sweep Azeroth!"

"Then we should report to the king, I will calculate the date, well, today there will be soldiers from Shemjin Town patrolling here. If they don't come, there are also Kingdom garrison teams in Elvin Forest, we can report to him."
Chapter completed!