Despite the pirate's flattery.

But behind him, the sneaky little fishman had already grabbed a broom that was almost as tall as himself and began to clean up the things left behind by the owner.

As a fish-man and a beast, Benbolba could more clearly feel the terrifying aura coming from the masked old man in front of him.

It was an aura that would make its scalp numb whenever it felt it, and it didn't want to provoke such a person.

"I want to correct your statement. First of all, I am not human."

Olfa, the Great Jing Whisperer, threw the medicinal materials into his pot and said in a gentle tone:

"According to the theory of origins that you humans have studied over the past few hundred years, I am an intermediate product of the transition from Vrykul to human degeneration. I am a half-Vrykul.

My race is called 'Drust'.

Secondly, I am not the last Jingspeaker in human history."

He coughed, pointed to the southern part of the lair, and said:

"In the town of Arrowdale and the ancient ruins of Gorkovar in the south, there are also some of my human students. They were my compatriots who fought against Kul Tiras after the war ended 2,700 years ago.

Descendants left by people living together.

They heard the call of the wild in their blood and came to learn from me the ancient ways of nature, and I imparted this knowledge to them.

Together with me, they guard the cycle of life on the land of Drustvar.

Our lives are part of this nature.

So does our death.

One day my mission will end, I will return to the land where I was born, and a new Thornspeaker will stand up to lead them. This is the rule for the renewal of all things.

But that day has not come yet.”

"But you have lived for at least three thousand years. You have witnessed the entire Drust step into the path of nature under the guidance of Cenarius. You have witnessed the prosperity and decline of your race.

You witnessed the Drust wage war against humanity and ultimately lose.

You have witnessed the founding, development and rise of Kul Tiras.

You record everything that happens on this land, and you protect it to this day."

Blake said in an emotional tone:

"If there is an observer and recorder of the history of Kul Tiras, it must be you. As a child born on this land, I regard you as an elder and ancestor, and this is a matter of course.

I have informed the two demigods Ashar and Atene about your former brother, Gorak Tul, King of Drust, and his evil peek at this land.

I am here today to warn you about this matter and have asked for help on another matter.

A terrible darkness has been brewing in Kul Tiras for too long. I am determined to dispel it, and I have contacted many forces to work together to do this.

But I still need help from you."

Having said this, Blake raised his head, looked at Nasa, and said:

"And you, Warden, I have learned from your apprentices about the attacks you suffered in the waters of Kul Tiras, and I know who attacked you.

I also know who captured your sister Sera Moonguard.

What I want to tell you is that based on my understanding of them, you have to hurry up if you want to rescue Serra Moon Guard. Those people have the power to seduce people's hearts.

That is not a power that can be resisted by will or faith, it is a power that comes from the abyss of the void.

If it drags on any longer, maybe your sister Sera will join them and become their sharp blade to stab you and me, which I cannot allow."

Blake paused and said:

"Let's have a temporary truce, Nasa, you poor unlucky guy. Let's work together to deal with the cultists who attacked you first, which are the source of faith on this land, the Church of Storms and the Tide Sages."

"etc!"

Nasa raised her hand and made a pause. She said angrily under the owl helmet:

"You said that the inhuman creatures that attacked us were sent by the Tide Sages? How is this possible? Isn't the Church of Storms one of the orthodox beliefs of your human society?"

"I didn't say those dark creatures were sent by the Tide Sages."

Blake corrected:

"I mean, those abyss creations named Xir are the Tide Sages themselves.

Their corruption is more serious than you imagine, and they are also my enemies. Apart from them, I can’t think of anyone on this earth who can capture a watcher as powerful as Serra Moonguard alive.”

"Then how do I know that you are not using us to attack your enemies?"

Nasa cautiously asked:

"There are many conflicts between you and the Watcher. You secretly learned our inheritance. This alone is enough to make you imprisoned in the Watcher's Crypt for eternity.

Even if I am willing to call a truce, can you believe me as you say?"

"Well, there is nothing more than this little conflict between us. These are all small issues. Believe me, there are some things more important than hatred in this land."

The pirate waved his hands, put his hands on his hips and said:

"As for whether they are the cultists who attacked you on the sea, as long as you are willing to look, I can naturally provide evidence to prove this. I don't care if you regard me as a partner or friend.

As long as you are determined to attack the Tide Sage with me, let alone you just want to catch me, even if you want to kill me, we can still cooperate!

I can even accept your trial with a smile, bow my head to you and plead guilty, and if you want, I can even sing a song for you.

I'm serious, look at my sincere eyes."

Black pointed at his blindfolded eyes in a serious manner, spread his hands and said:
Chapter completed!