Am I auditory hallucinating?

Simon could hardly believe his ears, and he verified with a word: "Prince Minaishir of Lordaeron? Do you know what his name is?"

"Terinas Minaihill, what's wrong?"

Simon couldn't help but touch his forehead.

What kind of world is this? Second fool's father, why don't you stay in Lordaeron and come to Carazan to join in the fun?

Let’s not talk about Ryan, anyway, Karazan is not far from Stormwind City.

Kerinas, what are you trying to do when you cross most of the eastern kingdom?

If Mr. Sa leaned over and woke up, then he would crush you and Ryan to death in minutes! The two princes here died, and the seven kingdoms of humans could have a happy civil strife. What other orcs should I use to attack?

Wait, it won’t be because of this, so the plot of the Dark Gate has been rewritten.

The more Simon thought about it, the more scared he was sweating in a cold sweat. He hurriedly asked, "Then do you know what he is here for?"

Silvey didn't understand Simon's concerns, and she said with a little pleasant tone: "I heard that it was Lordaeron's alchemists who have developed a new potion, which may have improved the condition of Master Medivh. So, His Highness Minaishere sent it here in person. Well, if it was really useful."

"Why is Lordaeron so enthusiastic about Medivh?" Simon said to himself in confusion.

Silvi seemed to think nothing was wrong. "Master Medivh is the guardian, but the guardian is the whole of Azeroth. He has something to do now. Since Lordaeron has a solution, of course he has to do it."

"No, what I said is, this kind of thing is not just a messenger. Why do you have to go there in person?"

"Probably because this matter is very important." Silvey blinked. "And, humans and elves may have different customs. The princes of humans often go out to practice before ascending the throne."

"Oh, that's it." Simon thought about it and decided to put this aside in advance. Anyway, he was here, and it was not something he could stop.

It is urgent to go to Alice to apologize.

I have to continue to spend several days in Karazan next. And Alice is also her savior.

"I'd better accompany you to find Alice." Simon suggested again: "Do you know where she might be?"

Silvey thought for a while and said with little certainty: "Alice might go to the Little Garden if she said that. She likes the Flame Orchid there very much."

"What are you waiting for? Let's go find her."

But Silvi hesitated. She held her hands tightly and said nervously: "I can't go to places where I will meet guests."

Simon thought for a while. "Since you said it's okay to walk around as me, then if someone asks me, it's better to say I asked you to lead the way."

Seeing that Silvi was still hesitating, Simon stepped forward and pulled her up. "Don't think so much, just find Alice. You won't meet someone."

Silvi looked at Simon holding her hand. Simon was not very rude, but just held her long-sleeved arm. But since she became like this, not to mention touching, there were not many people talking to her. Silvi felt the temperature coming from her arm and finally nodded.

"Then let's go."

Seeing that Silvi agreed, Simon was overjoyed. With Silvi around, she wouldn't be so disrespectful to herself when she apologized to Alice.

With such a pleasant mood, Simon closed the door to Alice's simple bedroom.

Another hand held the door handle, rotated and opened it.

It is also a guest room in Karazan, but this room is different from Alice's humble room.

The tall floor-to-ceiling windows can make the room look bright under natural light.

The clean walnut furniture is carefully maintained with a warm and cute light, which makes people feel comfortable when they look at it. The fresh air flow of the tall trees rolls up beige linen curtains and penetrates into the room, causing the drooping edges of the white tablecloth embroidered with exquisite patterns on the furniture to swing slightly.

Yi's legs in long horse boots were unceremoniously placed on the desk, and the dust on the heels rubbed a regrettable stain on the white fabric. However, it was obvious that the owner of the feet did not care about these details. He did not sit down and stayed in the large seat with a semi-paralytic and half-lying posture. He didn't know how he used the force, so he forced the two feet in front of the heavy chair to leave the ground. The seat was leaning back, but he was only leaning on the two feet behind to maintain a delicate balance.

"You're back later than planned." The black young man who was half lying down comfortably and was picking his nails with a knife, heard the sound of opening the door, and complained intimately to Ryan who pushed the door open without raising his head. "Well, I guess, it wasn't that Morros caught him and was now?"

Ryan glanced at the other party's casual and unsatisfied appearance and walked straight to him.

"Yes!! I'm really sorry for slow movements! Lord Losa."

He seemed to be saying something apologized, but looking at Ryan's relaxed expression, he knew that he did not take such complaints to heart. While he was talking, he threw a lot of food in his arms at the feet of Losar's Qiao on the table.

This movement made Anduin Lossa subconsciously move his legs for fear of being hit by the thing Ryan’s thrown away. However, his movements were immediately broken. The heavy backrest chair could no longer maintain the support of his feet. Lossa had to quickly put away his legs, jumped up quickly before the chair fell to the ground and pressed the chair with his hand to prevent the chair from falling backwards.

"You did it on purpose." Lothar said affirmatively after doing this like a flowing cloud. He threatened to hand Ryan with the paper cutter that he had just used to pick his nails. "You bad guy."

Ryan would not care about the threat of his close friends' jokes. He tapped the gray and black marks on the snow-white tablecloth that were rubbed by the heel of the horse boots, and turned his head and smiled at Losar but said nothing. This stalemate lasted only two seconds before Losar was defeated.

"Okay, okay. This is my fault." Losa shook his head, and the thick black floated gently. But Losa, who was soft on his mouth, swept across Ryan's pile of spoils, but his eyes lit up. He pointed to the stains on the tablecloth that were dirty and dirty by the uncleaned food and smiled: "Look, it's not all my fault now!"

"That's because I've been dirty by you, so I did this. Are you a fool?" Ryan answered with confidence.
Chapter completed!