Traveling through World of Warcraft

A few days later, one morning, the sky was gloomy, as if foreshadowing something unpleasant was about to happen. Chen Yu stood quietly at the gate of the Kingdom of Gilneas, his eyes revealing a trace of confusion and helplessness.

Around him, there was a team of guards with serious expressions. They held spears and stared at Chen Yu indifferently, as if he was an uninvited guest. Chen Yu's armor looked a little worn out in the dim light. He tightly grasped his sword, and veins on the back of his hand bulged.

At this time, an official in a gorgeous robe slowly walked over, with no expression on his face. He came to Chen Yu and announced in an emotionless voice: "Chen Yu, you have been expelled from the Kingdom of Gilneas. From now on, you are no longer a member of our kingdom, leave here immediately." Chen Yu's body trembled slightly, but he quickly straightened his spine.

He raised his head, looked at the official firmly, and said, "I have given so much to this kingdom, why do you treat me like this?" The official responded coldly, "This is the king's order, no need to say more." Then he waved his hand, and the guards stepped forward and forced Chen Yu to leave.

Chen Yu slowly turned around and walked out of the city step by step. His steps were heavy and slow, as if he had used up all his strength with every step. The city gate behind him slowly closed, making a dull sound, as if it was also sighing for his experience.

When Chen Yu finally walked out of the city gate for a distance, he stopped and looked back at the closed city gate and the tall city wall. His heart was filled with reluctance and loss. He didn't know where to go, but he knew that he had to face it all with strength. Under this gloomy sky, Chen Yu's lonely figure gradually walked away, leaving behind only endless desolation and sadness.

In the past few days, Chen Yu was like a spinning top. He kept running around, his figure shuttled through various places. Every road left his hurried footprints, and every corner witnessed his hardships. He walked on the muddy trails, not caring about his shoes being stained by sewage; he climbed over steep mountains, sweat soaked his clothes but still did not stop.

He tried every possible way, like a man groping in the dark, desperately looking for a ray of hope. He went around in various occasions, talking, pleading, and negotiating with different people. Sometimes he spoke earnestly, sometimes he argued with reason, and sometimes he had to put down his dignity and beg. However, no matter how hard he racked his brains and how hard he worked, the result was always cruel and futile. No reinforcements from any side were willing to lend him a hand, and those cold rejections were like sharp blades, piercing his heart again and again.

Full of helplessness and exhaustion, he was like a deflated ball, as if all his energy and spirit had been drained away. He could only set out on the road back to Nanhai Town with deep loss and frustration. Along the way, each of his steps seemed so heavy and slow, as if he needed to use all his strength to take each step. His heart was full of confusion and loss. The experience of being expelled was like a heavy stone pressing on his heart, and the frustration of seeking help in vain was like a lingering haze, tightly shrouding his heart.

When Chen Yu finally arrived at Nanhai Town after going through untold hardships, he was surprised by the scene in front of him. The Forsaken, who had been at the gates of the city and made people tremble with fear, had actually withdrawn. The streets of Nanhai Town seemed a little deserted, and the tense atmosphere before seemed to have dissipated all of a sudden. The city wall still stood, but the mottled marks on it told of the tense confrontation that had been experienced. Chen Yu stood at the entrance of the town, looking at the empty front, and a complex emotion surged in his heart, with relief, doubt, and a trace of indescribable emotion.

Full of doubts, Chen Yu walked towards Redpath quickly with his footsteps as fast as the wind. His face was solemn, and his brows were tightly knitted together, as if he had tied a knot.

Soon, he came in front of Redpath, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Redpath anxiously. He couldn't wait to ask, "Why did the Forsaken suddenly retreat?" His voice was a little anxious, and his breath was a little unstable.

Redpath looked calm, as if nothing had happened. He slowly raised his head and replied calmly, "Conflicts like this between Southshore and Tarren Mill and the Forsaken are not uncommon, so there is nothing surprising about their retreat!"

Hearing this, Chen Yu's eyes widened, full of disbelief. He quickly said, "How could it be so simple? I have clearly heard their detailed plan. They..." His words were like a string of cannonballs, eager to express his opinion.

However, Redpath raised his hand and waved it in the air, interrupting him. Redpath's expression remained calm, and he said, "Don't make such a fuss." Then, he paused for a moment, and then continued, "By the way, I recently received news that farmers often go missing in Hillsbrad. I will arrange two assistants to accompany you to investigate what happened there!" After saying that, he looked at Chen Yu firmly, as if waiting for his response. The air around him seemed to have become a little heavy because of this tense conversation, and only the sound of the breeze was gently echoing.

After hearing this, Chen Yu responded without any hesitation: "Okay! I understand!" His voice was short and powerful. Although his heart was still full of doubts about the Forgotten's withdrawal, those doubts were like circling birds in his mind, but he also knew clearly that it was more important to investigate the farmer's disappearance first.

The next day, when the first ray of sunlight broke out in the morning, the light gently poured over the vast land like a golden veil. Every place touched by the sunlight seemed to be cast under a magic spell, shining with brilliance.

Chen Yu had already stood up. He was wearing a neat and crisp battle robe, which reflected a faint light in the sun, as if it was a glorious armor tailor-made for him. His hair was neatly tied up, and the outline of his face was more distinct in the sun. His expression was serious and firm, like a resolute rock, which would not be shaken in the slightest no matter how the wind and rain attacked.

Behind him, two majestic guards followed closely. They were dressed in heavy armor, holding sharp weapons, and exuding an awe-inspiring aura. They took steady and powerful steps, each step with firm determination, and slowly moved towards Hillsbrad with Chen Yu.

When they finally arrived at Hillsbrad, the farm before them had an unusual atmosphere. The farm, which should have been full of life, was now filled with an eerie silence. The air around them seemed to have become somewhat stagnant, making it difficult to breathe. The crops in the fields swayed gently in the breeze, but seemed to carry an unspeakable sadness. The houses on the farm were arranged in an orderly manner, but at this moment they seemed particularly deserted, as if they had been forgotten by time. Occasionally, a few birds flew by in the sky, and their calls seemed particularly clear in the silent atmosphere, but added a bit of desolation. Chen Yu and his guards stood at the entrance of the farm, their eyes scanning everything around them, and an indescribable solemnity surged in their hearts.

I saw that every farmer had a sword flashing with cold light on his back. The cold sword body was like a slender silver snake. The sun poured down and landed accurately on the sword blade, instantly scattering countless frightening cold rays. The light seemed to penetrate the human soul, making people feel a little cold. Compared with the peaceful scene of an ordinary farm, the scene at this moment was very different, as if they had entered a different world.

This scene looks so strange in the sunlight, revealing a different kind of coldness and mystery. The bright sunlight and the cold sword set off each other, interweaving an indescribable atmosphere, as if there are countless unknown secrets hidden behind it, waiting to be unveiled.

Chen Yu looked determined, without any hesitation, and walked into the farm in big strides. His figure looked tall and resolute in the sun, full of a sense of mission.

At this moment, a woman with dazzling golden hair slowly walked over. Her hair sparkled brightly under the sunlight, like golden waves. Her skin was as white as snow, forming a sharp contrast with her golden hair, as if she had walked out of a painting. However, she was carrying a dung fork on her back, which seemed so out of place in this environment full of swords, and even had a weird feeling. The dung fork seemed to be very inconsistent with her image, but inexplicably added a bit of mystery.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and there was a vigilant light in her eyes. That light was like a wild cat hiding in the dark, full of vigilance and caution. She approached with light but cautious steps, with a hint of vigilance, and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing here?" Her voice was soft, but it carried an unquestionable power.

Chen Yu straightened his back, and his posture became taller and more upright. He answered solemnly: "I was commissioned by Nanhai Town to investigate the missing farmers. I heard that farmers have been missing frequently in your farm recently?" His voice was steady and powerful, and his eyes were fixed on the woman in front of him, without any retreat or fear.

The woman was slightly startled when she heard Chen Yu's words. The expression on her face froze for a moment, just like a small stone was thrown into a calm lake, causing slight ripples. Then, she said slowly: "Hello, my name is Karaba, and I am the person in charge of this farm." Her voice was low and magnetic, flowing slowly in the air.

Chen Yu also immediately introduced himself: "My name is Chen Yu, and the two behind me are my guards, responsible for my security." His voice was clear and powerful, with an unquestionable firmness. The two guards behind Chen Yu stood straight with serious expressions, like two silent guardian gods.

Karaba's eyes flickered after hearing Chen Yu's introduction. The flicker was extremely brief, but it seemed to contain endless meaning. There seemed to be some unspeakable emotions hidden in that flicker, like worry or doubt. Then, she calmed down and said, "Then let's talk inside." There was a hint of imperceptible urgency in her voice.

Having said that, Karaba turned around and led the way. Her steps were light but firm, and her golden hair fluttered slightly in the sunlight. Chen Yu and two guards followed behind her. Their steps were neat and powerful, making dull sounds when they stepped on the ground. The group slowly walked into the house. Their figures seemed a little blurry under the sunlight, as if they were shrouded in a layer of mist. The mist seemed to be an invisible barrier, isolating them from the outside world, making the whole scene full of a mysterious atmosphere. As their figures gradually disappeared into the house, the door slowly closed, as if locking an unknown story inside.

Karaba frowned so hard that it looked like she could pinch a fly to death. Her face was so solemn that it felt as if a layer of frost had covered her face, making her exude a sense of oppression. She slowly said, "This is what happened. Farmers have been missing from nearby farms one after another since the day before yesterday." Her lips trembled slightly as she spoke, and every word seemed to carry a heavy weight.

As she spoke, she gestured, her slender fingers swiping through the air, as if she was trying to grasp something, as if trying to grasp the invisible truth. Her fingers danced, leaving illusory traces in the air.

"At first, we all thought they might have gone home, but when we contacted their families yesterday, we found that they had not returned home." Karaba's voice was full of helplessness and confusion, as if it came from the bottom of a deep valley. Her eyes revealed a kind of confusion, like a lamb lost in the fog.