Hokage of Azeroth

Under Brother Nimetz's holy light magic, the two seriously injured men were saved.

Molson saw it and stepped forward and asked: "Master Priest, we also have a fallen militiaman. I wonder if you can use resurrection to bring him back to life?"

"Resurrection?" Brother Nimetz waved his hand, "There is no such thing."

Molson blinked: "But I heard..."

Brother Nimetz: "Those are just legends. Only beings beyond mortals can perform the miracle of resurrection. And I am just a mid-level priest who can treat injuries and illnesses, but cannot bring back the dead."

"Okay." Molson nodded disappointedly.

Although the injured person is not life-threatening, he has not recovered enough to wake up.

"Can you...can you give me something to eat?" During his long life as a prisoner, Brother Nimetz barely had a full meal. A spell cast made him weak, and he stopped treatment.

"Bring the food and mead quickly!" People did not dare to neglect and quickly brought the best food and drinks in the camp.

While eating, Brother Nimetz asked, "What exactly happened here?"

"The fishmen have almost taken over Long Beach, and everyone in the camp has been robbed by them." Rowe came over, "Now we have to take back the dock and re-establish order."

"Recasting order?" Brother Nimetz frowned, "You guys?"

Luo Wei knew that the other party had tried his best to hide his disdain: "In your eyes, the Defias Brotherhood is probably a group of out-and-out bandits. But this is not the case, at least... not yet."

"Friar, I think you should know that the Brotherhood was originally just a group of stonemasons asking for wages."

Brother Nimetz snorted: "As far as I know, Stormwind City has paid salaries at normal prices. You are too greedy!"

Luo Wei was silent for a moment: "The king may indeed have paid a decent amount of money, but I can tell you for sure that this money did not reach the hands of the stonemasons."

Brother Nimetz had something to say, but Rowe interrupted him: "This is a confusing account, and it may come to light in the future. But no matter what, there is at least one thing you will not deny - if you can live and work in peace and contentment, no one will Willing to be a robber."

The monk chewed the food slowly and noncommittally.

"Let's get back to the fish-men." Rowe changed the topic and told Nimitz roughly about the fish-men. "Everyone in the camp I mentioned can testify."

His narrative was not objective, but rather exaggerated the greed and cruelty of the fish-men, but the scale was acceptable, and these exaggerations, which were difficult to verify, did not make people feel inconsistent.

Brother Nimetz finished listening: "These fishmen should indeed be punished."

Luo Wei looked at him: "If you are willing to help us, I can let you have a certain degree of freedom. What do you think, monk?"

Nimitz was silent for a while, and then said sternly: "I want to make it clear that I will never collude with the Defias Brotherhood. I am only helping nearby residents deal with the fish-man invaders!"

Luo Wei smiled: "Of course, Jaxon said that you are an upright and determined person."

"Do you know Jacquessen?" Brother Nimetz was very surprised.

"We have met several times before." Luo Wei only said.

"Friar, although I believe in your character. However, due to our responsibilities, I still hope that we can sign a contract - in the name of the Holy Light." He added, "I will give you a certain degree of freedom, but you have to do it with the fish." People help us in the fight and can't leave this neighborhood."

After signing the contract, Luo Wei said: "I have to leave beforehand. Have a nice meal."

After Rowe left, Brother Nimetz finally put aside his reserved manner of chewing slowly, picked up a large piece of barbecue and started to chew on it...

Leaving the lounge, Rowe talked to Molson alone: ​​"Mr. Molson, can you help me find some smart young people among the nearby residents?"

Molson was startled: "Is there not enough people in the team?"

"No, not combatants." Rowe explained. "I hope they can stay with Brother Nimetz and help him treat the wounded. At the same time, they should also pay attention to reduce the chance of him escaping - after all, he is still a brother. A prisoner of society."

"I understand." Molson nodded suddenly.

In fact, strictly speaking, if Brother Nimetz wants to run away, no one here can stop him unless Rowe monitors him around the clock.

After all, Nimitz is an intermediate spellcaster anyway. Even if a priest as a healer is not good at fighting, he cannot be trapped by a group of militiamen and trainee-level thieves.

However, since Nimetz signed a written contract in the name of the Holy Light, as a devout monk, he must not dare to break his oath.

With a few dedicated monitors, Brother Nimetz's chance of escaping should be low, at least when Rowe was in the camp.

"By the way, these people should be literate, and be beautiful girls who can easily make people relax their vigilance." Rowe added, "Ask them to pester Brother Nimitz and ask him to teach Holy Light Magic."

"understand."

The construction of the camp continues, with more and more wooden houses replacing tents, and the almost abandoned docks taking on a new look.

During this period, the fishmen sent small teams to harass them from time to time, but overall they had little impact.

Until late that night, the fishmen attacked the camp again.

"Whoa whoa-"

"Woah woah - woah woah!" The howling of fishmen echoed all over the water, with unprecedented force.

What's even more astonishing is that with a thunderclap, a white light lit up in the dark night, and an arc of electricity shot out from the fish-man!

A thief was hit immediately and fell to the ground screaming, twitching.

The nearby murlocs screamed and pounced on him.

But at this moment, a circle of invisible strange fluctuations swept over. The fishmen were hit by the fluctuations, and they immediately seemed to have lost their minds and bumped into each other.

Immediately, several people arrived, and Brother Nimetz used a recovery spell to shine on the injured person. The other people took advantage of the effect of the scream of the soul to kill the fish-man with knives.

Luo Wei also jumped to the water and swung his two blades, harvesting the fishmen near the shallow water as usual.

But this time, the fishman was obviously prepared.

Two icy blue lights suddenly lit up underwater, causing Luo Wei to shrink his pupils and quickly dodge to the side.

Immediately afterwards, two ice arrows shot out from the bottom of the water in different directions, passed past him, and finally dissipated in the night sky.

Two murloc mages!

Moreover, these two fish-man mages obviously came for Luo Wei. They only hid in the deep water and threw ice arrows upwards, never diving up or showing their heads.

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and it was difficult for Luo Wei to see clearly the positions of the two fish-man mages underwater.

Until two more ice arrows came.

While dodging, with the help of the glimmer of ice arrows, Luo Wei roughly knew the location of the two fishmen.

Then I saw him forming seals with his hands, and then pressing the water.

Wind Escape · Air Cannon!