"Someone is coming, right in the den."

On the way to Orfa's den on the snow-capped mountains of Drustvar, Nasa, who was wearing moonlight armor, brushed the snow under her feet with her hands, turned to face the big man behind her who was leaning on a wooden staff and carrying a bag full of herbs.

Jingspeaker said:

"Probably the enemy. Archdruid, didn't you say that this is the territory of the two demigods? Why didn't they issue a warning? Could it be that the cultists were chasing us?"

"No, those villains of the sea never enter Drustvar, they know that this is not their domain."

The Great Jing Speaker has a hunched body and wears a strange shiny wooden mask. His appearance and age cannot be clearly seen, but judging from his feeling alone, he should be very old.

He spoke in a calm tone, as if there was nothing in the world that he should be afraid of or shrink from.

Facing Nasa's caution, the old druid's tone did not change. He said:

"The fact that the demigods did not give a warning means that they are not enemies. Watcher, please be quiet. This is my residence and I will talk to the guests who arrive."

Nasa is more than four times the age of this old druid, but at this moment in the snow of the Drustvar mountains, facing the request of the Great Jingspeaker, it is difficult for her to refute.

Not only because this old-looking human druid saved her and her subordinates on a stormy night, but also because Nasa had seen with her own eyes how this druid used the power of nature.

He rivals any archdruid in the Cenarion Order.

The scene when he activated the forest even reminded Nasa of Archdruid Malfurion Stormrage during the War of the Ancients.

The most important thing is that the natural path followed by this Great Thorn Speaker is different from the "natural harmony" pursued by the druids of the Cenarion Order. What they pursue is the "balance of life and death."

In other words, this druid does not regard killing as a sin.

Although it may seem like just a doctrinal difference, it turns out to be terrifying upon closer inspection.

Once he regards someone as a sinner who interferes with the balance of life and death, he can use nearly unlimited natural power to complete the reshaping of the balance.

To put it simply, the old druid in front of me is a legendary great druid who has unlocked the "natural limiter". His destructive power is several times more than that of ordinary druids.

"Well, this is your domain. My subordinates and I are just guests under your care."

Nasa stood up and put her moon blade back on her waist under the gaze of the Great Thorn Speaker. She said:

"I just want to ask you to protect the lives of my subordinates."

"They are great, even better than when we left."

Orfa, the Great Thorn Whisperer, said calmly, then walked towards his den, leaning on his thorn stick and carrying a bag that smelled of herbs.

Nasa followed behind him, her walking posture was a bit awkward and she looked limping.

It must be that his waist and abdomen were injured and he didn't get a good rest.

When the two of them walked into the beast's den one after another, Nasa immediately saw her apprentices who were tied with ropes to the vines inside the beast's den.

Each of them was stripped of their armor, leaving only their close-fitting clothing, and their heads were lowered, as if they had been knocked unconscious. The two apprentices who were still capable of fighting were hung directly above the beast's den.

There is no doubt that this is a provocation.

Nasa's hands immediately clenched into fists. The apprentices who had been stripped of their armor and weapons in front of her gave her a strong sense of déjà vu. This was simply a replica of her embarrassing encounter in the forest outside Dalaran.

Except for that hateful bastard, no other force in this world would dare to treat the Watchers like this.

"Blake Shaw! Get out!"

Nasa gritted her teeth and shouted towards the empty den.

The Great Jing Speaker was leaning on a wooden staff. He looked back at Nasa and asked:

"Do you know my uninvited guest?"

"Yes, I know you."

The watchman's adjutant gritted his teeth and said:

"Not only do we know each other, but we are also very familiar with him. We have interacted with him several times. He is a prisoner wanted by the Watchers. He somehow escaped the lady's pursuit and even came to Kul Tiras to cause trouble.

I hate that I now suspect that this guy was hired by those evil people to hunt down the injured like us.

He is a despicable assassin.

There is no moral bottom line at all, just serving money."

"Hey! Doesn't your conscience hurt when you say that to me?"

Just after Nasa finished speaking, Blake walked out of the shadow of the fire.

He originally wanted to ambush Nasa to say "hi", but when he saw Nasa following the Great Thorn Whisperer, Black knew who was in control of the situation here.

He had no intention of provoking Great Jingspeaker Orfa, so he put away his weapon and took the initiative to stand out from hiding.

Holding a dwarf remote control in his hand, he waved it at Nasa as if to demonstrate, and said:

"Apologise! Otherwise I will detonate the bomb. I put a dwarf bomb in the belly of one of your six apprentices. Just press this button and she will..."

The pirate made a blasting move.

The face with the red eye patch showed a very hateful smile and said:

"So you'd better not make me angry, Ms. Nasa, don't speak ill of me in front of the people I visit, and honestly tell me all the achievements I have made for this world."

"master."

Nasa looked at the Great Jing Speaker in front of her.

The latter reached out and pushed his weird wooden mask, and said slowly to Blake:

"Not only have the vitality of these six elf ladies not weakened, but they have intensified. Did you use some kind of treatment to free them from their pain?"

"It's just a healing stone. Master Orfa is the evil magic of the warlock. It extracts the life force of others and stores it. It is an evil method used to save lives at critical times."

Black's answer to Orfa was very respectful, at least on the surface it seemed to have a hint of respect.

He said to the old druid:

"I have visited Mr. Asal and Ms. Atene before. They liked me very much and pointed out the direction to your den. I came here specially to visit you. The two demigods even offered to

Give me a ride.

But I didn’t want to offend the great power of nature, so I chose to walk.

It's not anything important, it's just out of respect for the elders. But unexpectedly I found these watchers in your den. They definitely didn't tell you their origins honestly.

These Watchers are the darkest and coldest people among the night elves!

They are the kaldorei's sharp blades hidden in the night, and they draw blood when they are drawn out of their sheaths.

In the past ten thousand years, they have committed many cruel killings all over the world, and imprisoned many lives in their dark caves.

As far as I know, the most miserable one among them has been imprisoned by them for ten thousand years.

And they plan to continue to imprison them...

Look.

Ms. Nasa, I will confuse right and wrong just like you, it is very simple, and I am better at it than you."

The smelly pirate raised his chin toward Nasa, waved the controller in his hand, and said:

"Quickly, apologize, or I will explode. As a commander, I think you should occasionally think about the lives of your subordinates. They are all still very young."

"They don't have the bombs you claim are in their bodies. It's just a malicious joke. As you said, Mr. Black, I am a lonely old man.

I'm used to living alone."

Olfa, the Great Thorn Whisperer, shook his head. He took down the bag full of medicinal herbs that he was carrying on his back, and took out a large pot for cooking medicinal herbs from the beast's den, and set it up in the bonfire of the cave.

.

While sorting the medicinal materials, he said:

"I don't like noise, and I don't want to be involved in the confrontation between you, so if you want to fight, go out and fight, and come back after winning.

Now, please be quiet.

I am going to heal these injured people."

The old druid exposed Black's joke.

But the pirates weren't angry either.

He just smiled and pressed the controller in his hand hard. As Nasa watched speechlessly, the ribbon ball tied to the waist of one of the apprentices who was hanging high in the cave was detonated.

Large pieces of colorful ribbons and flower flakes flew everywhere with a muffled sound.

"A very good trick, the children will definitely like it."

The old druid who was sorting the medicinal materials took a look at the colorful ribbons and flower dust flying in the sky, and said in a gentle tone:

"When you leave, remember to clean my den. Don't leave even a scrap of paper. Otherwise, you won't be able to get out of this forest alive."

"He is indeed the most powerful and the last Thornspeaker Druid in our human history."

Blake gave a thumbs up and sincerely praised:

"To say such ruthless words in such a gentle tone, and to regard killing as calm rather than sinful, you can see that you are a truly strong man.

I don’t know where he is more powerful than those hypocritical elf druids.”
To be continued...