"How did I defeat him?" Jes lowered his voice and said in Greed's ear, "As for how I defeated him, of course, it was by severely punishing that self-righteous shaman with the dark magic you despise the most. First, I used the Fear spell, then the Shadowfire and so on. Corruption spell was also used. In the end, he died tragically in pain and fear. Before he died, he was still repenting for the wrong things he had done in his life."
"That's a bit too tragic. Although he is an orc." Greed frowned and said, "It seems that this dark magic... really works. Otherwise, why are there so many people in this world who are willing to degenerate and pursue this thing?"
Jes quietly glanced at him. Greed noticed his look and immediately said, "You are lying to me, right? The orc still repented for the wrong things he did? Does he know Common? You are lying so ridiculously!"
"Ha, you are wrong." Jes said. "He really knows Common."
"What?" Greed said. "What did you say to him? Can orcs still communicate with humans? Aren't they all crazy people who eat human flesh and don't spit out the bones?"
"Eating human flesh doesn't prevent them from speaking human language." Jes said. "Remember the course I mentioned to you before coming?"
"Remember you."
"What I took was the Orcish language course."
After Jes finished speaking, he recited a few of the most basic runes in Orcish. After listening, the dwarf just shook his head. "It's really unbearable to listen to!"
"Don't care if it can be heard. In short, it worked." Jes said. "That orc is actually a shaman who got lost from his tribe. I told him where his tribe was, and he went directly."
"Did he just believe it?" The dwarf asked doubtfully.
Jes said, "I heard a lot of things about orc tribes when I was in Lordaeron. Of course, I had to give him some credible evidence. Otherwise, he would directly smash my head open."
The dwarf nodded and said, "But with the intelligence of orcs, it is normal for them to be deceived by a cunning person like you."
"Aren't I the bravest human you've ever seen?" Jes asked. "Why am I now a cunning person?"
Greed said, "A liar can also be very brave. This is not in conflict. By the way, tell me about what happened to you at Stone Fort. I want to see how this Alliance hero faced the gnoll army without cheating with dark magic and never retreated."
Jes told him roughly what happened at Stone Fort, especially focusing on how that apprentice was dragged off the city wall by a gnoll with a rope around his neck after despising him.
Regarding the later battle, he omitted the matters of the imp and the power of darkness and vividly portrayed a heroic image of standing alone at the top of the stone tower and being unstoppable by thousands of people. After listening, Greed widened his one eye and said, "If I believe you, I am stupid."
Jes laughed and said, "Anyway, the soldiers at Stone Fort testified. They also escorted me back to Lakeshire. You don't know how many people I saved."
Greed looked at Jes sideways for a while. In the end, he could only nod slowly and say, "I'll believe you for now."
Jes stretched out his arms and leaned back, looking at the branches extending from the side above his head, the blue sky and white clouds, and said, "Ah, it's so good to be alive. Don't call me out anymore in the future. I don't want to die, Greed. Now I feel that my life is getting more and more valuable."
Greed said contemptuously in a low voice, "When I can get a job worth one gold coin, don't come running over eagerly."
"One gold coin?" Jes chuckled and said, "Wouldn't you have to single-handedly kill Rend Blackhand in Blackrock Spire?"
"Wait!" Greed grabbed Jes's forearm and said, "You said you didn't use dark magic, huh? Why does this exposed wound look like a burn mark from Shadowflame?"
Jes asked in confusion, "How do you know this is a burn from Shadowfire?"
"Kid." Greed said, "Those wounded soldiers burned by the flames catalyzed by the orcs with shadow all have such burns. You can't deceive me anymore, right?"
"Me deceive you?" Jes said. "Besides, I can't use it on myself. Burn myself?"
"Then tell me what's going on? Gnolls." Jes said. "There are also shadow warlocks among the gnolls. They also participated in the night attack."
"All right." Greed threw Jes's hand aside. "You pass."
Jes let out a painful "hiss" and touched the bandage on his hand, still muttering, "It hasn't healed yet."
Greed clicked his tongue and said, "It's a pity. I was planning to continue practicing sword with you tonight. Since you haven't recovered yet, forget it."
Jes said, "I can practice. But... we both lost our swords."
Greed widened his eyes and asked, "Didn't you bring back that sword from Stromgarde?"
"I could barely carry you. How could I carry anything else?" Jes retorted.
"It's such a loss." Greed lay down with Jes and said, "I should have never come to Redridge Mountains."
That night, Jes noticed that there were many more soldiers in Lakeshire than in the past. They should all have come here from Stormwind following the king.
Thinking that he had actually seen Varian Wrynn in the morning and even had a face-to-face conversation, he really felt it was too unreal.
It had nothing to do with whether he was a king or a noble. Just because that was really Varian Wrynn.
Such a living World of Warcraft hero. Although he was not yet twenty years old and there were some differences in temperament and appearance from the later Varian... When playing the game, Jes didn't have any special feelings for the character Varian Wrynn.
Because in the game, in fact, he played the Horde faction more. As the leader of the opposing Alliance faction, Varian just seemed to show up in various cutscenes and game plots, making a cameo appearance. At most, he was a bit more familiar than just being familiar. Not to mention that in the early days, whenever he showed up, he would scold the Horde.
But when he really talked in the game, there was really an indescribable sense of familiarity in his heart. It was as if he had known him for a long time. In short, compared to other people he knew here, there was an experience of the intersection and dislocation of fantasy characters and real characters.
Jes and Greed were drinking in the tavern at night and heard many people in the tavern discussing the gnoll attack on Stone Fort. Many people said that the Second Gnoll War would come soon.
Many people also felt that it was too unlucky for the kingdom to have to deal with another enemy immediately after the orc war just showed signs of ending.
Jes also felt another reason why the king came to Stone Fort to reward the soldiers. If it was brought to Stormwind and made the gnoll attack incident a big uproar, it was not that Lakeshire would feel panicked, but the entire kingdom would be in turmoil.
In the middle of the night, Jes sorted out his bundle. There was only one bottle left of the three bottles of Shadow Protection Potion he brought. One bottle was thrown away by Greed in the battle with the orc shaman. One bottle was drunk at Stone Fort. Now the remaining bottle was also brought back with great difficulty from the lakeshore. Originally, he thought it was lost.
Jes has now joined the Lambs to the Slaughter gang. There is a new way to learn Shadow magic incantations. In addition, the biggest threat in the entire Stormwind Kingdom area is actually a group of physical violence enthusiasts, whether they are gnolls, murlocs, or beasts.
Even among them, those who have spellcasting abilities are extremely rare. Most of them rely on biting and chopping.
At present, according to Jes's understanding, what he needs most is not Shadow Protection Potion, but healing potions and mana potions, and a large amount of them.
When he was searching for Shadow Protection Potion, he saw many formulas for healing potions and mana potions. The effects were strong or weak, and the production materials were also various. He didn't deliberately remember them. If he wanted to make them, he would have to look at them again when he went back.
But... In the game, health and mana are both in points. How will it be represented here?
He could more or less understand the effect of mana potion. During these days, Jes had felt the taste of running out of mana. He was listless and weak all over. He couldn't concentrate, let alone contact the Arcane Weave, mobilize shadow, and cast spells.
So mana potion is likely to be a potion that fills this feeling and makes people excited again and makes the mind clear again. In terms of gameplay, this is mana value.
Now Jes's "mana value" is too little. After two or three Fear spells, he is exhausted. How can this ensure the safety of himself and his companions?
If he brought a dozen bottles of mana value every time he went to war in the future, that orc shaman would definitely be controlled to death by himself. One Fear spell and then a stab. One Fear spell and then a stab. Let alone him, even Orgrim would be sent away if he came. Of course, thinking about it, it wouldn't be so simple. Either the mana potion has a very poor effect, or it is extremely expensive, or it has no effect after drinking a few bottles, or it causes sudden death due to rapid heartbeat like drinking too much coffee. That's probably what it is.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be possible to run rampant in the Seven Kingdoms as long as one learned a control magic and then carried a machete and a whole woven bag of blue bottles?
What about healing potions?
Jes poked the bandage on his hand with his finger, and a sharp, A dull burning pain came.
If I drink a healing potion, will this pain disappear? It seems a bit ridiculous no matter how one thinks about it.
But he remembered the elf he had seen in Duskwood. He had a bottle of pink potion. Greed said it was a Rejuvenation Potion.
Rejuvenation Potion is a high-level healing potion in the game. The elf claimed that if one drank the Rejuvenation Potion, even wounds bitten by traps could be repaired in a short time. Is it true?
But that elf wouldn't joke with his own life. Moreover, looking at Greed's appearance, he didn't express any objection.
"Greed, Greed, are you asleep?" Jes whispered.
The snoring sound from behind was deafening.
If one doesn't drink a bottle by oneself, one probably won't know the exact answer.