In the morning, a lot of time had already been wasted. After arranging for the imp, Jess immediately ran all the way into the Mage Quarter.
Since finding a job in the Mage Quarter, he felt that his endurance was getting better and better. Running several miles every morning and then cleaning the room for an hour without a break. It's both physical exercise and patience training. Isn't this a kind of practice?
Not long after finishing cleaning and just sitting down and picking up a book, Marin came.
Looking at Jess holding a book and still panting, he said, "I have a job. Now that you are so tired, shall we talk later?"
Jess closed the book in his hand and said, "It's just physical exercise, Master. You can talk."
"Where's the tea?" Marin looked at the empty teapot and asked, "Forgot today?"
"Ah." Jess scratched his head and said, "Sorry, I'm late today."
"It's okay." Marin said, "Let me tell you about this job first. I want to find someone to send a letter and some materials to Stonefort. When do you have time to help?"
"Stonefort in Redridge Mountains?" Jess asked.
"Yes." Marin took out a large bag from under the table and said, "Deliver these things to Stonefort and this letter. Originally, it was for a mage, but he is always absent. So I wrote the name of his student to save you trouble."
He put a sealed letter into the package and continued, "It's best to deliver it within this week, that is, in three days. If you leave immediately after class in the afternoon, there is still plenty of time. After all, you will definitely rest for a night in Lakeshire and Stonefort."
"No problem." Since Jess had already promised to do more work for Marin and get four more silver coins every month, then a simple task like delivering a letter is not a problem.
Marin reminded, "However, don't be too hasty. It's best to go with the Stormwind soldiers on patrol. Don't go alone because the problem of gnolls there has not been completely solved and there is still risk."
"So, can I rent a horse for free?" Jess couldn't wait to ask.
"Ah, right." Marin took out a note from the drawer, wrote something on it and stamped it with his seal, saying, "Take this and find the stable keeper. That person is so fat that you can recognize him at a glance. He will lend you a horse."
Jess held the note in his hand and felt extremely excited.
In the midst of his excitement, he suddenly thought of the imp.
Would Marin be able to sense any abnormalities from him? For example, the demonic aura that might be tainted after contact with demons, or the dark energy surrounding him after summoning a demon?
After making tea for Marin, he sat beside and observed Marin's actions, wondering if this cup of tea would be affected and sensed by him. But Marin just casually drank the tea and then read a book as if nothing had happened.
Is that imp really so powerful?
Or is it precisely because he is not powerful at all that the energy he releases is so weak that others can't sense it at all?
In any case, since Marin can't detect it, then ordinary people should be even less likely to sense any abnormalities.
He had originally been worried that he wouldn't be able to enter the Wizard's Sanctum for a while after summoning the imp. Now it seems that summoning a demon doesn't have as big an impact as he imagined.
Thinking about in Dalaran, there are many more rampant warlocks secretly operating than here in Stormwind. The entire city there is protected by Antonidas' magic barrier.
When he returned home at noon, Zaernol was still translating non-stop.
Jess flipped through those pages. The progress was not fast. Only the beginning of this book of about a hundred pages had been translated.
But he also understood the hardships of translation work. Some words simply can't find corresponding meanings in another language in this language. They can only be explained as much as possible. In this world, there is no translation app that can finish everything for you with one click.
"Human pens are so hard to use!" Zaernol complained.
"It's good to have a pen." Jess said, "Be careful when using it. If it's broken, I can't afford a new one."
He looked at his wallet that was mostly empty and sat helplessly on the bed.
Calculating the time, it's still about a week before payday.
This meal will be on Gerred. After eating, go to the Orcish language class and then set off.
The two sat down in an Ironforge-style tavern in the Dwarf Quarter. Gerred has obviously had a good life recently. Jess looked at his newly bought dark yellow coat and said, "Is this going for the Bronzebeard style?"
Gerred grinned and said, "Bronzebeard and Ironforge can't monopolize this low-key color, Jess."
"By the way, speaking of clothes." He took the stick bread handed over by the bartender, tore off a piece, broke it open, stuffed a piece of blood sausage into it and threw the whole thing into his mouth. While chewing, he said, "I made a set of clothes from those wolf skins at Giant's Lake Farm. I had a dwarf tailor make it. It's very beautiful. It was made according to your height. Try it on at my house some other day."
"It's still hot. No hurry." Jess said, "My small shabby room is almost too full to hold even a piece of clothing!"
"By the way." Gerred said, "What about going to Aerie Peak during Winter Veil? Have you considered it? It's already October. I want to start at least a month in advance in case something goes wrong in the middle. You see, preparations should start around mid-November."
Jess took a piece of blood sausage and took a bite. Thinking about Gerred's words, he also thought of the imp he had just summoned, the terrifying Fear spell, and that staff...
He must take that staff with him when going on a long journey. It's absolutely impossible to leave such a valuable thing in Stormwind for a month.
If he took so many things tainted with dark aura to Aerie Peak, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?
But if he just refused Gerred like this, it would also feel strange.
After all, during Winter Veil, he also wanted to find an opportunity to go back to the Kingdom of Lordaeron to see his parents. Hinterlands and the Kingdom of Lordaeron are not very far apart. They are only separated by the Alterac Mountains. If he went back to Lordaeron but didn't go to Hinterlands on the way, it would seem like deliberately avoiding Gerred.
Not to mention, there are gryphons. He wants to see gryphons, real gryphons. As long as he agrees, he can see them.
"Sure, I'll go." He swallowed the blood sausage and took a sip of grape juice and said, "No problem."
Gerred said, "Your 'sure' was hesitant for a minute."
"Was it that long?" Jess said, "I was just thinking about the journey. We have to cross the Baradin Bay and pass through the Hillsbrad Foothills. You know those orcs..."
Gerred picked his teeth with a table knife and said, "In Hillsbrad, Terenas II appointed a new lord to Dunhold Castle. He is a war hero named Edras Blackmoore. Have you heard of him? That guy is very capable. Some people say that he is issuing warrants for orcs all over the Hillsbrad Foothills, capturing orc fugitives, locking them up in the castle, setting aside an arena and making these orcs and beasts fight each other. Let the nobles of Lordaeron pay to watch and then use these funds to continue issuing warrants and capturing orcs. I think as his business grows bigger and bigger, Hillsbrad will become safer and safer."
Jess certainly knew this Blackmoore. Thrall, the great chieftain of the Horde, was a young orc gladiator who grew up under his care.
"You know quite a lot in detail."
Gerred said, "Of course. I also have to consider the safety on the way home. I must know some of these things. There's no problem going with me, Jess. I've figured it all out."
"Since that's the case, I'll rely on you." Jess said, "After I come back from Lordamere, we'll gather in Southshore and then go to Hinterlands. What do you think?"
"Okay. I definitely want you to go to Aerie Peak and visit my home." Gerred took a sip of milk and said, "It doesn't matter how we take the route."
Jess glanced at the milk on his beard and asked, "Do you have work today?"
"Yes." Gerred wiped his mouth and said, "I will go to the east tomorrow or the day after. There is a job entrusted to the Warrior's Guild over there."
"East, Eastvale, or are you going to Redridge Mountains?"
"Redridge Mountains."
"That's great."
Jess put Marin's rental note on the table and said, "Why not go today? I'll take you with me. We'll go on horseback."
Gerred picked up the note and looked at it and said, "You are also going to Redridge Mountains?"
Jess nodded and said, "I have to deliver something to Stonefort. It's on the way."
Gerred grinned and said, "It can save some travel expenses."
"Speaking of which, why didn't you take the initiative to call me when you were going to Redridge Mountains?" Jess asked.
At this moment, the smile that was still on the dwarf's face seemed to freeze.
"I don't even know what the job over there is. What if it's a job like delivering a letter like yours? Wouldn't it be a waste to take you there?"
Jess shook his index finger. "Does your Warrior's Guild still help people deliver letters? You clearly know that going there is either to fight someone or catch someone. It's definitely not some boring job like delivering letters or moving things. So why didn't you call me."
Gerred put down his cup and said helplessly, "...Then I'll be straight. After coming back from Giant's Lake Farm that day, I had nightmares for several days in a row, Jess. I guess it must have something to do with your magic. If I hadn't recovered a lot these two days, I feel like I would have gone crazy. If we run into any more trouble and you use an even stronger magic, I really can't take it."
"Didn't I promise you that I will try not to use these magics as much as possible from now on?" Jess said, "And I can't use them whenever I want. These magics are very difficult to use. I was just using them by trial and error before."
Gerred said, "Okay. In this case, let's make it clear in advance. Unless it's a matter of life and death, don't use those magics again."
"Okay. As long as you don't always make the situation so life-threatening." Jess said helplessly.
The dwarf waved his hand. "Okay, I know. Then, let's meet at the old place at the city gate in an hour."
Jess said, "An hour is too fast. I still have a class later. Three hours."
"You still have class? Then see you in three hours."