Face-to-Face

If Garona had lived in Leiluo's world, she would have used one word to describe his behavior: "wild." Unfortunately, Garona didn't know that word, so Leiluo managed to talk her around. In the end, she turned back and agreed to find a way to get Leiluo and the four members of Ghost Wolf into Stormwind City.

Although Stormwind City was under full lockdown because of the war, the bad habits left behind by the nobles were still around. As long as you had money, there was nowhere you couldn't go.

Bovar had already carried out a purge of those rotten vermin, but there were two reasons some had slipped through the net. First, never underestimate a politician's acting skills. Second, Bovar couldn't clean house completely. The nobles had built up too vast an enterprise, and if Bovar had uprooted everything, the Kingdom of Stormwind would have ground to a halt. So Bovar had felled the great tree, but left its branches.

And so, thanks to the all-powerful Sharp Stone Society, two Orcs, two elves, and a king made their way into Stormwind City.

"Hey, we've been waiting for three days already. How much longer are we supposed to wait?!"

The five of them had been holed up in the tavern for five days. Although Leiluo hadn't told the other four what they were there to do, it concerned Lo'Gosh's memories, so they had no choice but to follow him. Valera had also been helping Leiluo gather information.

"Hey, hey, hey! If you don't explain yourself today, the four of us absolutely won't go along with you!"

Being kept in the dark felt awful. It was especially hard for Regar to watch his friend long to regain his memories while feeling guilty about dragging the others into this. At last,