Chapter 418 Mediterranean hairstyles are popr?


    Although Charlemagne, who is still in Ound, has some guesses about the situation in the eastern continent after he left, I am afraid that some aspects of the development still exceed his expectations.


    At this time, he and Vereesa were riding on Onyxia''s back andnded in the square in the center of Honor Hold. The group of Griffin Knights were still watching them worriedly.


    However, their monitoringsted until Charlemagne jumped off the ground. Danas Trollbane, the supreme military officer stationed at Fort Honor, rushed over and hugged Charlemagne with a full face of excitement.


    "Duke Theron! I didn''t expect that I would see you again one day, but how did youe to Ound? And this ck dragon?"


    Charlemagne smiled and patted Danas on the shoulder,forting the excited Sons of Lothar member, "General Danas, it''s been a long time, you look a lot older, as for how we got here, this It''s a long story."


    At this time, Das no longer had the heroic middle-aged image before, and the hair that had signs of baldness was even rarer, and the whole had be the same Mediterranean as Lothar, and his original ck hair had gradually been dyed. There was a trace of gray.


    Danas patted Charlemagne''s arm indifferently, "Of course he will grow old, after all, it has been 11 years since the Dark Portal closed."


    Charlemagne looked at Danas''s weathered cheeks with emotion and sighed, "11 years... It''s been hard work for you. One of the purposes of mying to Ound this time is to bring you back to Azeroth."


    "By the way, where are Turalyon, Kurdran, and Khadgar? And where did that brat Halduron go?"


    Danas froze after hearing Charlemagne''s words, and then shook his head sadly, "Turalyon and Halduron have been missing for many years, and we haven''t been able to find them after searching for a long time, I''m afraid..."


    "Yeah…"


    Charlemagne nodded understandingly, "It seems that Halduron''s tragedy still went to the Great Battery Army with Turalyon. I don''t know when I will see him next time..."


    When Danas weed Charlemagne, Vereesa, and Onyxia who had turned back into human form into the chamber inside the castle, Charlemagne was surprised to find that there was a blue-skinned, face-faced woman in Danas'' office. A tall figure with chicken... tentacles growing on it.


    "Danas, this is..."


    Danas said with a dazed expression, "By the way, forget that you have never seen this race. They are Draenei living in Draenor. This one is called Aktu, and he came from Shattrath City. A schr who studies the ecology of Hellfire Penins."


    Akto politely bowed slightly to the three Charlemagne and said, "May the Holy Light bless you all. I am the schr Akto. I am very happy to meet three new friends."


    Charlemagne and Vereesa returned the salute one after another, and the indifferent Onyxia could only greet the tentacle monster in front of her aggrievedly at the master''s request.


    Akto understood the world very well. Seeing that Danas had something important to discuss, he left immediately and left Charlemagne in the entire office except for some guards.


    Afterwards, the two sides exchanged information about the farewell. The experience of Danas was not much different from Charlemagne''s memory. It was nothing more than the establishment of this Fort of Honor on the Hellfire Penins to monitor the movement of the Dark Portal at any time, in case anyone wanted to re-open. Open it.


    "In recent years, those green-skinned orcs seem to have given up. They stay in that Hellfire Fortress all day long, except for asionally sending hunting teams to Zangarmarsh to hunt some animals to eat. They are simply not decent."


    Charlemagne shook his head with a smile and said, "It''s not that they want to be honest, it''s simply because the effect of the devil''s blood has expired, and these orcs have all fallen into a weak state, and theirbat effectiveness has been greatly reduced."


    Now the orcs in Hellfire Penins have not been fed by Illidan with the blood of Magtheridon to be crazy evil orcs. During the ten years when Danas guarded Honor Hold, the two sides basically lived in peace.


    "Kurdran built a Wildhammer stronghold in Shadowmoon Valley to the south to monitor the ck Temple. It is the ce where the evil energy is most abundant in the entire Ound. It is a good thing he can stay there for ten years."


    "Khadgar went to Shattrath City after contacting Draenei. It is said that he received a revtion from... the naaru."


    Charlemagne stroked his chin and said thoughtfully, "Naru... By the way, when did those draenei appear? I remember that you didn''t seem to mention them before you closed the door of darkness."


    Lanas was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Ah, it''s true, the Draenei appeared after the Dark Portal was closed, just after Tyang led the troops to subdue Shattrath, unfortunately, it didn''t take long for Tene Yang disappeared with Halduron..."


    Charlemagne frowned and thought for a while, "Do you know how they appeared?"


    Danas shook his head and said, "I don''t know. They said that they crossed the swamp from the de''s Edge Mountains all the way to Shattrath, but we have seen that therge number of ogres in the de''s Edge Mountains is impossible for them to pass so easily, but Khadgar Let''s not pursue this issue."


    Vereesa, who was listening on the sidelines, gradually sensed something was wrong, ''Charlemagne seems to be very interested in these draenei, is there something special about them? ''


    Onyxia was indifferent to this. With her eyes empty, she was thinking about when she could let her master brush her back again. There is too much dust in this broken world.


    After listening to Danas''s description, Charlemagne also told him the changes that had taken ce in Azeroth in the past 11 years. The news of the destruction of the Kingdom of Lordaeron and the death of Ss in battle made him unbelievable for a while.


    "How is it possible! Such a powerful Kingdom of Lordaeron was destroyed just like that? Undead from natural disasters? And His Majesty Ss actually died?"


    Seeing the uneptable expression on Danas'' face, Charlemagne patted him on the shoulder andforted him, "I know it will be hard for you to believe it for a while, but it is indeed true. When you return to Azeroth You can verify it yourself."


    Danas looked tangled, "I... well, let''s not talk about this topic for now. Is there any important matter for you to follow that Illidan to Ound this time?"


    "Well, anyway, I''m going to go to Shattrath first, Velen, the leader of the Draenei, is there, right?"


    "Yes, it is said that Velen is a prophet, and those strange creatures they call naaru are also there. After you go, you can ask Khadgar to find out about the situation. Later, I will go to Shadowmoon Valley to find Ku Dn, when the timees, I will take him to Shattrath to meet you."


    Charlemagne stood up and hugged Danas again, "Then I will trouble you, Danas, this broken world is of no value to the Alliance. Illidan will take care of the follow-up work. When I finish my task, I will bring you You go home."


    Danas showed a heartfelt joyful smile, "It''s great to hear your words. Anyway, 11 years have passed, and it''s not toote. You should also pay attention to safety. Although Ound is rtively peaceful today, But all races are struggling to survive, and they can do anything if pushed."


    Thanks to book friends "Xin Ou", "victor Liu" and "Assassination with the Wind" for their support.