The endless sea, calm and quiet.

The sails and cables swayed in the salty and wet sea breeze, creaking and creaking.

Under the sunset, the "Breaker" gradually drove into the open sea. The nervous and turbulent Theramo Island was already far away in the horizon. It turned into a small black dot in the sight of the lookout hand until it finally disappeared.

As a transport ship affiliated to Theramo Island, the "Breaker" was edited by the Theramo Guards because they were responsible for the important task of connecting the movement of people and material transportation between Theramo Island and Minaishir Port. It is precisely because of this official identity that at this sensitive moment when the Queen of Theramo disappeared and the alliance and the tribes went to war, the "Breaker" was able to sail unrestrainedly. Instead of being helplessly anchored in the dock area of ​​Theramo Island like many other private merchant ships, waiting for the unlimited and unknown harbor blockade order to be lifted.

On the deck of the "Breaker", several special passengers were whispering to the railings of the bow.

"So, you are the protagonist of the recent disappearance case - King Varian Wrien? An unquestionable big man!" A night elf with a strange appearance - with a pair of antlers on his head - touched his chin, looked up and down with interest, and joked in a brisk tone: "Ragsh (Note 1), this joke is good. However, if this matter is true, it can explain many things. For example... your arrogant, haha!"

"Oh, pretend to be a king! This is a life that suits your courage!" Opposite the night elf druid, a blood elf girl dressed in a red cloak and a black veil mask. A blood elf girl dressed in a stalker played with the two daggers in her hand. She was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, and she echoed with enthusiasm. "How do we start? How about finding a hypnotist or a great magician to brainwash people in the Storm Kingdom?"

"I hope it's just a joke, too." A human male with cross scars on his face and handsome and tough lines gently stroked the railings of the bow, responding with a frown. "But Ms. Eggwan of Theramore, who is the consultant of Queen Jaina, doesn't think so..."

"Besides..." The human warrior called Ragsh pondered for a moment, as if considering whether to reveal more, "Besides, Ms. Eggwen tried to use magic to sort out my brain, hoping to help me restore my memory. Although it failed for some reason, I did recall some forgotten memories after that... Although it was just some fragmented fragments... but they... were quite real!"

Segmented memories once again emerged in Ragsh's mind.

"But, I don't understand,"

Varella Sangunal, the blood elf female thief who looked like she was a girl, interrupted Ragsh's memory.

"I mean, if you are really the king of Varian Wrien, Stormwind, you must be a big shot... right?"

"In Hillsbrad Hills. Because the missing tribes and alliances of King Stormwind had already started war, the Queen of Theramore and the Taurus General, who was famous in Kalimdo, were also speechless in search of him. If you are really the missing king, Lagsh, why didn't that Ms. Eggwen send a force to escort you back but arrange for us to secretly take the ship? Wouldn't that be safer?"

"It can't be so simple, Varella." Ragsh, the human warrior dressed in gladiator, shook his head when he heard his companion's doubts and replied almost without thinking.

"Theramo is alone overseas, and Kalimdo is the base camp of the tribe. Theramo is only hundreds of miles away from the capitals of Orgrimmar and Thunder Cliff. In the current situation of tension, Theramo is almost on the crater. Once there is any movement, it can easily stimulate the tribe's emotions and attract the tribe's attack."

"Theramore is just an island territory, not strong enough, and the only one that can be used is the Seventh Legion of the Alliance. If you can't last long when facing the tribe's tense strike, sticking to the city is almost the only right choice."

"In addition, Ms. Gianna, who is the ruler, disappeared, and at this time, no one in Theramore was in charge of the overall situation, so people's hearts were fluctuating... In this situation, an elite force had to be drawn to escort us, which was almost a difficult task..."

"Wow, look at what you said, Ragsh! Now I kind of believe you are the missing human king!"

The night elf Druid Bloor Bearskin gently patted his palm and said in surprise, as if he was incredible that the analysis of the point came from his comrade who had always acted more than his brain.

The man suspected of being King Varian was also stunned.

The words just now were almost like an instinctive reaction, and he blurted out subconsciously. He didn't know why he knew so much and so much. All this was like a way of thinking that was trained from the perspective of a leader all year round, without any effort to think about it.

This also made him trust more and more confident about Ms. Eggwen's inference of his identity.

"And," Ragsh paused for a moment, and decided not to pay attention to his companion's teasing to continue the previous topic: "Ms. Eggwen suspected that my amnesia was a conspiracy with the disappearance when he was a king. If I were really Varian Wrien... I must figure out who planned it all behind the scenes! I will pull out the mastermind and give him a death!"

"And this requires us to keep a low profile, hide in the dark and investigate carefully, rather than follow a force to move forward in a swagger!"

"The most important thing is," Ragsh's tone became more and more serious and unquestionable: "Bloor, Varella. I already know that my wife—although only a flash—has passed away. This means that my son is now unattended!"

"So we must be careful and adaptable. We must act rashly and act rashly will likely harm him!"

"To be honest, I don't know Varian, nor do I know any king, I'm not even sure if I want to be him..." Slowly turned around, Ragsh gently patted the railing, looking at the sunset in the distance, and said in a confused tone: "If I had chosen, I would rather be my Ragsh. A simple gladiator, a person who can use his sword to solve most troubles... rather than being involved in any conspiracy."

"But I have a son and I am in danger. He needs the protection of his father... and, on the other side of the sea, in the Storm Kingdom, someone may need me... I cannot do things willfully and only based on my own preferences. Maybe... As Ms. Eggwan said, it is my responsibility to be a king and lead my people!"

"Oh, look, long live King Ragsh!" Seeing his comrades depressed and confused, the night elf druid couldn't help but walk forward. He changed the topic with a laugh and said, "By the way, if you are really King Varian, Ragsh, I will still have to go to your luggage or bow, right?"

"No, Bloor, those etiquettes are too demanding for your IQ!" Varella Sangunall, who was standing beside him, also stepped forward and smiled and made a joke: "At that time, you just need to turn into a big bear and lie on the ground and prostrate yourself! But the lady I have already contacted secretly, look at me, the noble Majesty Lagash!"

"Hmph, if I'm really the king, then I'll let you two put on clown outfits and have fun enough! That must be very interesting, haha."

The atmosphere on the deck changed from solemnity to cheerful for a while, and the laughter and fighting between the three people made the previous serious atmosphere go away.

However, the next second accompanied by a clamor of sea water, the alarm bell of the "Waveblower" sounded at the same time as the chisel from the bottom of the ship!

"The enemy attacked, it was Naga!"

The sound of the watchtower and the navigator shouting at the top of their lungs, and the entire "Breaker" suddenly sounded a series of exclamations. At the same time, ugly green heads on their faces floated out of the sea, and the fine and sticky fish scales reflected dense spots of light in the sunset. One by one, one by one, a humanoid creature that seemed to be crossing fish and snake lizards, jumped out of the sea like arrows and hit the A-class of the "Breaker".

"The chat is over, guys! A salted fish is coming to die!" Ragsh quickly pulled out the two swords behind him, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, shouting at the captain who was in charge of the helm not far away: "Captain, let the sailors scout the guys!"

The sudden attack, and the panic between the crew and the sailors was not mentioned for now. The trio of the arena champions led by Ragsh had already rushed towards those ugly and disgusting creatures!

"Eat my claw, twin alien!" A tall and strong giant bear charged forward, and Bloor Bearskin, who had transformed into a beast, slapped a Naga warrior who had just jumped into the armor class to the ground with one claw. Before the male Naga could roar, he was slapped into the chest by the bear's paw and head and neck.

"Raghsh, there is still here!" The short body dodged the trident swept by a Naga warrior. Varella Sangunal rushed behind the target with a shadow step. Two short daggers poked more than a dozen bloody holes behind Naga like a storm.

"Why am I not surprised at all!" Kicked a cut-off Naga's head at a guy who had just jumped onto the deck. Ragsh had a backhand sword and chopped a Naga warrior who was sneaking behind him into two pieces from beginning to end.

The three arena champions started killing without any mercy. In an instant, dozens of Naga warriors who had climbed onto the deck were killed before they could be killed.

"What do you think after the warm-up exercise, Bloor?" Ragsh shook the blood beads on the long sword and asked with a happy look on his face.

"Just like the one under the hands of Rega (Note 2), fighting and killing people, but there is no money to make money." Bloor* Bear Skin changed from the giant bear form back to human form, pulled out a staff carved with an owl beast from the magic bag, and replied with regret. On the other hand, the female thief of the blood elf pulled a dagger back to her waist, found a small crossbow, and interrupted while loading it, "Speaking of it, I actually miss the fact that I was scrambling under Rega, except for the slave identity!"

"The lowly land seed! Give up resistance!"

Just as several people were chatting in the middle of the battle, a Naga Siren holding a scepter appeared on the sea not far from the side of the "Breaker" under the escort of hundreds of Naga warriors, threatening,

"Super the goods, money and metal products on the ship. I will spare you all the time, otherwise... I will leave the body for my little babies as snacks!"

Accompanied by the Naga Siren's harsh words, two huge and ferocious three-headed sea monsters appeared on the boiling sea surface. The terrifying bodies like two moving islands seemed to be testifying to the possibility of Naga Siren's threatening words.

"As for you three guys who dare to resist..." The gaze pointed at the Lagsh and the other two who had been killing before. The Naga Siren, who was about to continue speaking, suddenly paused, stared at the human warrior standing in the middle, and showed a strange smile: "Oh, look at who this is! A lost and regained goods! It seems that I am really lucky today!"

"I recognize you, human!" Naga Siren looked at the human warrior who had changed his outfit compared to before, but his appearance had not changed much. The dim snake eyes were rippling with colors: "You are the maggot I caught last time! A tiny waste like you also have the courage to dance with swords and guns? This really surprised me!"

"What are you talking about like a fool there?" Ragsh frowned, stopped the two partners beside him who were about to take action, and asked in a tone of expectation mixed with some expectation, "Do you know me, Siren?"

"Of course!" The Naga Siren wandered forward under the escort of Naga warriors, his face covered with fish scales was full of smug joy. He looked at Caibao and stood with a sword. Lagsh, who was frowning slightly for a long time, then continued with a greedy face: "There are not many 'two-legged goods' worth one thousand thongs! Now this goods actually appeared in front of me again, I won't mess it up!"

"So, as a exchange for a thousand harpoons, have you ever been entrusted to attack me?" Ragsh's brow gradually stretched, and he showed a brilliant but hideous smile at the Naga Siren: "Very good! This is very good!"

Before he finished speaking, the fierce human warrior had already jumped to the Naga Siren in the heavy guard!

"It seems that I'm...lucky too today!"

At that moment, the sword light shone!

Note 1: Lagsh - the title of champion that King Varian won when he fought the hammer of doom jjc ~~ means the Wolf of Ghost.

Note 2: The Wrath of the Ryga, an orc shaman, has a jjc team composed of slaves. The thing about the cow is that this guy once captured (or deceived) the amnesia Varian (although half) as a slave, helping him fight jjc to make money... (To be continued...)

ps:ps:Cute and rolling around and ask for support~~

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Chapter completed!