Azeroth Hoag Biography

"I have been very concerned about it from the beginning, why is Lord Ozan so seriously injured, but you are unscathed?", "Yes, you don't want to tell us that you are stronger than Lord Ozan. Right?" There are two for one. Once someone starts to question Ned, more and more mages will soon join the ranks of questioning Ned.

"Let me tell you, this bastard might have become a deserter because he was afraid of the orcs, otherwise how could he not see any injuries on his body!" There were more and more questions, and there were even personal attacks against Ned.

In fact, although the speculations of the battle mages are full of malice, they are nothing compared to the actual situation, because the injuries on Ozan were all cut by Ned himself, just to create the illusion that the orcs were resisting fiercely, so It makes sense that Ned and Ozan killed each other in order to protect themselves.

But obviously Ned's sword skills were probably too murderous, so after cutting, Ned discovered that Ozan's bleeding volume was a bit exaggerated, but among the coyote druids, except for a few wilderness healers, They are all idiots who know nothing about healing, so in order to prevent Ozan from dying on the way, the Coyote Druid healed so hard that he stuck out his tongue and gasped.

"Uh, is there any problem?" However, the facts are facts. Ned will never admit what he has done. Of course, he will not let these battle mages make malicious speculations. Ned's eyes flashed slightly. Flash, an invisible magic field suddenly erupted, shrouding these battle mages who questioned Ned, making them difficult to move.

It was only then that these battle mages discovered that the high elf in front of them was not actually the weak mage they imagined. On the contrary, his strength was far superior to any battle mage present.

"Is there any problem?" Ned saw that he had successfully intimidated the battle mages present, so he smiled proudly, then put away the magic field and repeated the previous question again.

"Uh... no problem, but can we see that orc camp with our own eyes?" When Ned showed his strength that was completely beyond the expectations of these battle mages, the problem became much simpler. No battle mage questioned Ned anymore. Of course, even if they have doubts, they still have to have the courage to speak out. Anyway, the battle mages have become very polite now. They politely asked Ned to take them to the orc camp for an on-the-spot investigation.

"Yes, yes, but I'm tired now. Let's wait until the heavy snow stops before heading to the orc camp tomorrow?" Ned nodded first, but then shook his head. He and the Gnoll Druid had been running around all day. , and now he is asked to brave the heavy snow to lead these battle mages to the orc camp. Even if he is willing, the gnoll druid may not have the energy to lead the way.

"Send Ozan back to Dalaran first!" Ned pointed to the tent nearby and said to these battle mages. Ozan was lying in the tent receiving treatment.

So the army doctor and two battle mages escorted the comatose Ozan, activated the teleportation mark, and headed for Dalaran. Ned, who had been busy all night, could relax and take a good rest.

He was very busy that night. In addition to scheming with Drek'Thar and Ozan, he also packed up more than sixty orcs who had the potential to become shamans, and sent them to Maraudon through forced teleportation. , waited until Hogg "signed for" the "green express" from Ned before embarking on the return journey. Therefore, even though Ned, as a dragon, had exhausted his energy at this time, he now even had Sandra's He ignored all the teasing and all he wanted to do was get some good sleep, preferably for a week.

But obviously Ned didn't have a week to rest, because early the next morning, Ned was woken up by Sandra, and they had to go to the orc camp to collect the orc corpses and various evidence.

In fact, several battle mages who escorted Ozan and returned to Dalaran early reported the situation here to the Mages Council in detail, and the six archmages of the Mages Council also sent a new person in charge of the operation at dawn. , Calpurnia, advisor to the Archmage Kael'thas Sunstrider, is a resourceful female high elf mage who is good at fire spells.

Along with Calpurnia came a new order, that is, after completely recovering the valuable evidence in the orc camp, completely raze the remains of the orc camp to the ground and bury it on the spot. In short, it is to destroy The corpse is gone.

The thoughts of the Council of Mages at this time have been very clear. They do not want to see the news of the orcs spread, especially now that these orcs are almost dead. For a group of orcs that have been burned to char, Alteran is attracted to them. The hostility of the Kingdom of Ke is simply not worth the gain. After all, it is now basically certain that there is no connection between these orcs and the Kingdom of Alterac.

Obviously, for these archmages, stable international relations are better than anything else, and this result is what Ned wants to see. He does not want his behavior of taking away the orcs to be discovered by humans, so now Dalaran has actively decided to destroy Of course Ned couldn't wish for the corpse to be wiped out.

Guided by the powerful sense of smell of the Jackal Druid, the battle mages soon found the orc camp where black smoke was still rising. When Ned left the orc camp, in order to cover up the traces, he put a Turning on the fire, the flames had been extinguished by the heavy snow, but the originally well-organized Frostwolf orc camp was completely unrecognizable.

"Don't be stunned, the first team is putting out the fire, and the second team is counting the bodies of the orcs, don't waste time, hurry up, hurry up!" High Elf Calpurnia, who was the successor in charge of the operation, began to shout, for the battle mage They assign tasks.

After the battle mages had all started working, Calpurnia turned her head to look at Ned. She nodded respectfully and said, "Please do me a favor and send all these beasts out to search for those who came from the camp." The orcs who escaped!"

"No problem!" Ned waved his hand gently, and the coyotes began to search around the camp.

"Hello, Master Xingxing, I wonder where you lived before? I have never heard of your name in Quel'Thalas?" Calpurnia looked a little curious about the identities of Ned and his wife. After all, even among the high elves with many talented people, the Archmage is considered a rare figure, and Ned's silver-white hair is too obvious. Calpurnia has never heard of that Archmage. The teacher looks like Ned.