Chapter 510 The Great Adventure of Tyrande
In fact, don’t look at Charlemagne’s serious performance, in fact, most of it is out of joking psychology. Now that he is traveling, it is not so easy for Tyrande to accurately track his whereabouts.
But now is really not the time to visit Dun Morogh leisurely. Charlemagne and Gurest stepped up to the gate of Ironforge to say goodbye to each other.
The Mountaineer General first rode his young dragon mount and flew towards the northern direction of Hillsbrad, while Charlemagne and Cirvanas rented two goats from the animal pen at the gate of Ironforge towards the north. Mercedes-Benz in the town of Kalanos at the foot of the mountain.
On the road, Cirvanas stood against the snowflakes falling from the sky, and asked with a playful expression on his face, "So, now that your true identity has probably been completely exposed, how do you plan to deal with Tyrande's anger?"
Charlemagne shrugged and said, "Let's take one step at a time. At least I don't think she will be able to catch up with us in a short time."
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As Charlemagne said, when he, Sylvanas and Alleria started heading east to Dun Morogh, Tyrande just arrived at the Holy Light's Hope Chapel in the Eastern Plaguelands.
Before, the high priest of the moon **** first visited Azshara, who was monitoring the army outside the Valley of the Spears in Desolace, with his amazing super action power.
"Ziran? What are you talking about, didn't Zilan disappear into the world 10,000 years ago?"
Tyrande retorted angrily when she heard Queen Azshara's stupid remarks, "Don't play word games with me! Of course he disappeared from ten thousand years ago, because he simply returned to the world with the help of the Bronze Dragon King. this era!"
"snort?"
Queen Azshara raised the corners of her mouth in interest, "Is that what you guessed? Why don't you go find the evidence yourself? Even if what you said is true, but rushing to question like this without thinking, what do you think?" Will that cunning Highborne of yours readily admit it?"
Tyrande gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words, "...No."
Queen Azshara chuckled, sat in her tent and raised her slender legs and said, "Then it's over, if you want him to plead guilty, you must first find evidence that makes him irrefutable. No."
"Tsk... You really knew it a long time ago."
"Hehe, what are you talking about, go and do your own business, I still have military affairs to deal with here."
Although the queen with a wicked face did not provide Tyrande with direct clues, she deliberately asked Elisande to open the portal and send the angry High Priest of Elune to the next destination—Shandara City .
Sandara City is just a transit point. Elisande does not have a good relationship with Wyrmrest Temple like Charlemagne, so the Grand Magister cannot directly open the portal to send Tyrande to Dragonblight.
Tyrande, who rode the hippogryph and continued to move forward, obtained a more important testimony from a red dragon ambassador who always smiled in Wyrmrest Temple.
"Hehe, although it is impossible to be 100% sure that the one who returned to the War of the Ancients with us is the Duke Theron himself, but...in all likelihood, if you want to go to Coldarra and ask His Majesty Malygos directly, I can help you. You open the portal."
After hearing Tyrande's sharp questioning, Malygos, who was like a daddy, laughed and said, "Is that right? I'm not sure about this. You've seen it too. I have a lot of The baby dragon needs to be taken care of, so there is really no time to confirm it."
Tyrande took out the Maw of the Blue Dragon that was thrown to her by a liar from the backpack very simply, "This staff should be given to Kieran by His Majesty Malygos, right? I remember he had it back then. There is also a gorgeous one-handed sword."
"Ah...that's right."
Tyrande saw the embarrassed expression on the face of Malygos, who was not good at lying, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "Hmph, then I will know, thank you His Majesty Malygos for your assistance."
After Saragosa sent Tyrande away, Malygos asked her nervously, "She said thank you for my help? I don't seem to have revealed anything, but Charlemagne has repeatedly asked me to keep it safe." secret."
Saragosa condensed an ice crystal mirror in his hand with a speechless face, "Your Majesty, you should look at your expression first. I have to say that you are really not suitable for lying."
Having obtained enough information, Tyrande didn't intend to take another detour, and came directly to Quel'Thalas with the help of Saragosa, but she got a surprising piece of news from the Sun King.
"Hiking? Why at this time?"
Kael'thas replied with a gentle smile, "Since the Battle of Seamount, Duke Theron has never been idle. I specifically approved his vacation request. Now they and their group should have arrived in the Eastern Plaguelands, right?" Does the High Priest of the Wind need me to take you directly to the Light's Hope Chapel?"
The answer is of course yes, Tyrande didn't stop at all, and continued to follow Charlemagne's footsteps to the chapel, but she still couldn't find the whereabouts of Duke Theron here.
After many inquiries, she accidentally learned of the target's whereabouts from a hale and hearty old man in tattered leather armor.
"Charlemagne? He was indeed in the Eastern Plaguelands before, but now he has started to continue his journey."
"Then did he say where the next trip will be? Western Plaguelands?"
The old man shook his head, "Probably not, the current situation in the Western Plaguelands is more complicated, I don't think it is a suitable place to travel..."
At this moment, a strong one-eyed man wearing heavy plate armor rushed in from outside the church, "Tirion, Duke Theron has news from Ironforge..."
Seeing an outsider beside Tirion, the one-eyed man immediately closed his mouth. Tyrande nodded to him knowingly and left the church, because she had obtained the information she wanted from the one-eyed man.
Gritting his teeth, Tyrande found a female high elf mage in the chapel camp, and paid her to open the portal to Ironforge.
When Tyrande stepped into the portal, he still had a grinning expression, ‘You can really hide! Suddenly across half a continent to Dun Morogh in the south, I don't believe you can escape to the ends of the earth! '
But the high priest of Whisperwind, who was full of confidence, received news that disappointed her again after meeting Magni Bronzebeard in Ironforge.
"Charlemagne? That kid said he was going to Searing Canyon. If you act quickly, you should be able to stop him in Loch Modan... provided that he didn't deliberately hide his tracks."
Seeing Tyrande angrily continuing to embark on the pursuit journey, Magni muttered with a look on his face, "What did you do to make this night elf high priest so angry? May Katz Gross bless you to see me fully next time."
(end of this chapter)