Azeroth Monster Manual

"So soon? Won't you rest for a few days before leaving?"

Belovar reluctantly handed the spatial backpack to his grandson. The young man placed his own spatial backpack into his chest and said softly:

"Grandpa, I believe you've already learned of our plans from His Majesty. The situation in the Hinterlands is unpredictable…

I've been unconscious for four days. Kael'thas just informed me that the vilebranch trolls have been restless for the past three days, and now three days have passed. If I can't return to the Hinterlands in time, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Belovar sighed. How could he not know what his grandson was doing? But as people get older, they become more sensitive.

Where was the vigor and charisma of the Speaker when he was young?

Power, money, strength—things that ordinary people couldn't obtain in several lifetimes, he had already obtained.

At this moment, Belovar was no different from ordinary old people. He only wanted to reunite with his family and watch his only grandson live a peaceful and happy life, instead of living a dangerous life like a savior.

"I understand. Be careful in the Hinterlands. If you encounter trouble, contact Grandpa in time. This old man still has some friends who might be able to help."

'Time really flies. It feels like just yesterday he was such a small baby. How did he grow up so fast?'

Belovar looked at the young man with a sigh.

Aier felt amused and touched. Looking at Belovar in front of him, he suddenly thought of his previous life. The grandpa in front of him seemed to overlap with himself in his previous life. The moment his children grew up and went out to make a living, his expression was exactly the same as Belovar's.

The young man still decided to leave this place.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa. If I don't keep running, one day we'll be deprived of even the right to run…"

After bidding farewell to Belovar, the young man turned around and resolutely embarked on his journey.

Just as the group was about to step into the portal to leave, Aier suddenly felt a pang in his heart.

"What's wrong? Lord Aier?"

Hemit asked while rubbing his newly recovered shoulders and arms.

After drinking a bottle of [Lifebloom Potion], which cost 5 points, the old dwarf became energetic again.

"It's nothing. My heart suddenly started beating a little fast."

Aier said hesitantly, touching his wildly beating heart.

"Oh, then let's leave quickly. Hirsute's corpse is still waiting for you to unseal it. You don't know…"

Just as the old dwarf was about to say something more, the young man's figure, which had been heading towards the portal, suddenly stopped. Then, he ran out like a madman.

"Kael'thas, the portal directly to Aerie Peak should already be completed. Have Salorean lead the mage legion and the ranger legion to garrison Aerie Peak first. You guys go stabilize the situation first. I have something to do, don't worry about me…"

After leaving these words, Aier hurriedly left.

The others looked at each other, at a loss for a moment.

"I'll go help Lord Aier! You guys go first!"

Hemit's stocky body burst out with amazing energy. The old dwarf shot out like a cannonball, chasing after the young man's back.

"We'll go too!"

The trio exchanged glances and quickly followed.

"You…"

Rommath wanted to reach out to stop them, but Kael'thas stopped him.

"We'll go back first. The Hinterlands can't be without someone to preside over the overall situation."

…

Aier flew rapidly towards the direction of that maple forest. The trees and grass that he passed by let out silent wails, which made the young man even more anxious.

"Faster, faster."

The young man released his tidal wave of mental energy. Under the blessing of his spirit, the telekinesis became even more powerful, which also increased his flying speed by more than double.

Finally, the young man arrived at the magic maple forest where he had achieved [Resonance] a few hours ago.

The young man's face was ashen, and his eyes were burning with raging anger. What appeared before him was not the beautiful maple forest, but a scorched land.

The workers sawed the fallen maple trees into sections and loaded them onto carts, transporting them away, cart after cart.

The originally verdant grassland had long since turned black and charred. The remaining roots of those towering trees were also uprooted, leaving dense holes in the scorched earth.

Feeling the remaining wails and pain in the air, the pale fingers clenched tightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged. The young man tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Hey! You elf, this is the territory of the Draeseil family. If you know what's good for you, get out of my…"

An elf who seemed to be in charge saw the young man frozen in place from afar. He wanted to drive this ignorant commoner out of his master's territory, but when he approached, he saw the exquisite robe that the young man was wearing.

'Damn it, this kid might be a high-level mage.'

The foreman elf saw Aier's attire and secretly cried out that things were not good. The person in front of him didn't look like an ordinary elf. Judging from the robe shimmering with magical light, this young man was very likely a high-level mage from a great family.

His originally arrogant attitude made a 180° turn. He came to Aier with a smile on his face and said with a slightly ingratiating tone.

"You are…"

"Ah! My hand! My hand! Let go!"

Before the foreman could finish speaking, Aier grabbed his raised palm. The foreman immediately let out a pig-slaughtering scream.

The young man possessed power even more terrifying than a legendary warrior. Even with just a light grab, the foreman's five fingers still made a crisp "crack crack" sound, and within a breath, all five fingers were broken.

"I say, you answer. If your answer makes me feel offended, then you might not be able to keep a single one of your remaining fingers…"

Putting down the wailing foreman, the young man used an instant small Arcane Explosion to stun the surrounding workers, and then said with an incomparably gloomy tone.

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"You… who exactly are you? Ah! Spare… spare my life."

"Wrong answer."

With a series of teeth-aching cracking sounds, all five fingers on the foreman's other hand were also broken.

"Who is your master?"

Aier leaned close to the foreman's ear, who was still rolling on the ground, and asked in an incomparably gentle voice.

"It's… it's the eldest daughter of the family head, Miss Andy."

The foreman retreated in horror, wanting to escape the young man's control, but an invisible force controlled his body, preventing him from moving.

"What's going on with this maple forest? Tell me in detail."

Looking at the foreman who was like a stray dog, the anger in the young man's heart not only didn't subside, but instead became more intense. These magic maple trees were just greeting him a moment ago, selflessly giving him their life energy.

In just a few short hours, these spirits of nature were almost completely cut down by the damned Draeseil family. How could this not make Aier burn with anger?

"This land was bought by Miss Andy through legitimate channels! Who exactly are you! How dare you…"

"Wrong answer."

With the foreman's shrill screams, Aier stood up and crushed all the foreman's toes.

"All the fingers have been used up. This also means… you only have one last chance left."

Invisible telekinesis lifted the limp foreman, suspending him in mid-air.

The foreman looked in horror at the smiling young man in front of him, and the courage he had just mustered instantly disappeared without a trace.

"Miss Andy obtained… obtained a legal land lease through a councilor's connections, preparing to plant blood thistle in this maple forest. I am Miss Andy's butler, responsible for clearing this maple forest."

"Which people, explain more clearly."

The young man put away his smile and impatiently picked at his clean fingernails.

"It's… it's Councilor Dath'Remar."

When he heard the name Dath'Remar, the young man was stunned for a moment, and those sealed memories in his mind surged up.

"Heh heh… heh heh… hahaha"

The foreman looked at the laughing young man with a trembling body, and a burst of urination surged from his crotch.

"I was planning to deal with this jumping clown after the troll war ended, but I didn't expect him to jump out himself. Interesting…"

Aier stopped laughing, and a terrifying cold light flashed in his crystal-clear pupils.

…

"Achoo!"

The newly promoted Councilor Dath'Remar, sitting in the hot spring with his arms around two naked elf girls, sneezed abruptly. A naked elf girl quickly handed over a handkerchief to wipe the filth from the big man's nose.

The pleasure-seeking councilor didn't care, but instead smiled and pulled the girl into his arms.

But what Dath'Remar didn't know was that at this moment, the word 'danger' was already written in large letters on his forehead.

PS: I wish all readers a new year and a new atmosphere, and a prosperous Year of the Tiger.

Thank you very much to the crazy ant boss for the Qidian coins and 11 monthly tickets. Boss is generous, wish the boss a prosperous new year.

I wanted to update more, but the thirtieth year is more busy, the author-kun shed tears and didn't watch the Spring Festival Gala, coded overnight, don't dislike it, gentlemen.