Renault's brother?
The people in the inn watched the boy suddenly stand up, gripping the sharp blade of a knife tightly in one hand, and wondered, "Isn't Darion supposed to be only fifteen or sixteen? How come he looks like a veteran who's been on the battlefield for years?"
And he's not even an adult yet, how come he looks so powerful? He blocked a Paladin's greatsword with just one hand!
Merchant Carlos blinked, secretly pleased with his own judgment. How could someone caught the eye of Earl Nicholas be simple? Renault was mentored by Old Mograine, and Darion by Earl Nicholas. Earl Nicholas's prestige had once surpassed even Old Mograine's!
The Paladin flushed red.
Although he heard Darion's words and learned his identity, he was still unwilling to back down, unwilling to accept that his greatsword had been blocked by a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. Keep in mind, he was already 27 years old, had been Paladin for five years, and was now Renault's second-in-command!
No matter how hard he tried, whether pressing down, lifting up, or even thrusting forward or pulling back, it was no use. The greatsword remained motionless, and Darion's hand was completely still.
The Paladin's resentment slowly turned into fear.
He looked at Darion as if he were a monster.
How could a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy possess such immense strength? And how could his hands be so resistant to even a greatsword forged by Dwarves?
"The glory of the Silver Hand is earned with blood and the heads of enemies; it should not be squandered and tainted like this," Darion said calmly. "I will suggest to my father that you receive the punishment you deserve, but before that, I must seek justice for Marin, whom you kicked."
He suddenly kicked out, sending the Paladin flying!
It really was kicked out, because that guy, who weighed at least 80 or 90 kilograms with his heavy armor, was actually kicked straight out of the inn and crashed heavily to the ground. Keep in mind that Darion's position was a full ten meters away from the inn's door!
His power was actually that great?
Are the legendary "martial artists" really that powerful?
The Paladin collapsed to the ground, writhing in excruciating pain in his abdomen. He struggled to his feet, and when he looked down, he was utterly horrified.
He saw that his breastplate was dented, and it almost broke his ribs!
Looking at Darion again, the look in his eyes was no longer just fear, but genuine terror!
Is he really Darion, or some 300-kilogram beast?
The Paladin dared not linger; he had to inform his superior of the matter!
The people in the inn knew Darion's identity, but no one dared to approach or utter a sound until Darion slammed a gold coin on the table and left, at which point they began to shout one after another.
"My God, Darion is that strong?"
"He's back from the legendary Kalimdor? He's not dead?"
"Haha, this is going to be fun!"
I think Renault must be furious!
The timid Marin got up from the ground, looked at the gold coins on the table, and was somewhat bewildered.
"That's for you, Marin. Darion's drinks have already been paid for." The merchant Carlos stood up and walked out of the inn.
He was not an ordinary merchant; he was actually a member of the Lordaeron Royal Assassins.
Just now, when Darion was leaving, he gave him a deep look, which made him realize that Earl Nicholas, the leader of the Assassins' Order who had disappeared for more than three months, had summoned him.
Carlos followed Darion at a distance, and soon they left Southshore and entered the forest that had been corrupted by the Scourge.
From the moment he entered the woods, Carlos felt he was being watched.
He was one of the best mid-level assassins in the Assassins' Order, yet he failed to realize who was watching him. It was as if the entire forest was watching him, and every tree and every blade of grass was the other's eye. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.
That is to say, he has keen senses. An ordinary person wouldn't even feel like they're being watched!
Darion ignored him.
Carlos kept walking ahead, not daring to get too close, maintaining a safe distance, just enough to keep Darion in sight. His identity was a closely guarded secret; he couldn't let anyone discover it.
He walked for a full five minutes before he finally saw Darion stop, and then he saw the person in the distance.
"My lord!" Carlos quickly quickened his pace and soon arrived in front of the man, bowing respectfully.
"The one who's here to see me now should be Dailisi." Jiang Jie frowned slightly as he looked at the mid-level thief dressed as a merchant in front of him.
Before leaving Lordaeron, he issued several secret missions, one of which was carried out by the mid-level assassin, Dailisi.
Dailisi's identity was very secretive. Even within the Assassins' Order, apart from the deceased Master Onias, only the high-ranking assassin Miles knew about her. Even another high-ranking assassin, Caroline, was unaware of her existence.
" Dailisi is dead, sir. She was Cheap Shot a Crypt Fiend half a month ago. Before she died, she found me and told me everything. According to the rules of the Assassins' Order, I am now the one to carry out this mission." Carlos lowered his voice and then glanced at Darion.
"It's alright, this matter concerns Darion, so there's no need to avoid him." Jiang Jie asked, "How's the situation?"
" Renault became High-Ranking Paladin three months ago. Two months ago, Lord Uther was recalled to Lordaeron and appointed Baron Maxwell as the commander of the Order of the Silver Hand stationed in Southshore. However, a week later, Highlord Mograine secured the position for Renault, Baron Maxwell was sent to Dalaran to command the Paladin contingent there."
Carlos whispered, "Furthermore, Baron Maxwell has been awarded the title of ' Grand Knight ' for his outstanding performance in clearing out Tirisfal Glades, a title personally appointed by Lord Uther."
Jiang Jie nodded, not surprised.
Baron Maxwell is a veteran Paladin and is indeed qualified to be Grand Knight. After Dathrohan's death, the Order of the Silver Hand also need a new Grand Knight.
"Did Renault do anything particularly special?" Jiang Jie asked.
"After Renault became High-Ranking Paladin, his whereabouts became somewhat mysterious. Dailisi lost track of him several times; logically, Renault shouldn't have been able to detect her. It was also strange that Dailisi was Cheap Shot by the Crypt Fiend; it seemed that the Crypt Fiend had been waiting for her all along," Carlos said. "After reporting this to Lord Miles, Lord Miles gave me the ' Vanish Amulet,' telling me to be extremely careful."
"Then you must be extra careful and make sure you don't give yourself away," Jiang Jie instructed, then added, "Go on, and if anything happens in the future, report directly to Darion here!"
"Yes, sir." Carlos gave Darion a deep look, then turned and left, disappearing quickly.
Jiang Jie fell into deep thought.
Judging from the situation, it seems that Renault has run into trouble, and it's unclear who led him astray this time.
Balnazzar Kel'Thuzad? Or someone else?
In short, it's definitely related to those guys!
However, Renault's identity is special, as he is involved with Old Mograine. Without solid evidence, it's impossible to deal with him, otherwise, it would lead to animosity with Old Mograine.
Especially now that Old Mograine has ascended to Legendary, his position is subtly above the other Grand Knight. Within the Order of the Silver Hand, he is second only to Uther the Lightbringer, making him a pillar of the kingdom. Therefore, it is even more important not to clash with him, lest unnecessary trouble arise.
" Renault is now the commander here, so Southshore is a security risk. I'm worried. Darion, you take some men disguised as adventurers and spread them throughout the town. Be careful at all times," Jiang Jie said, frowning.
The Fenris People's Army had been training on Wolf Island, only participating in one battle at Greymane Wall before heading to Kalimdor. Few knew them. And now, several months later, their demeanor was completely different; they could easily pass for adventurers.
"Yes, Master." Darion frowned, somewhat worried.
Renault was, after all, his brother, and he really didn't want anything to happen to Renault.
" Uncle Chen, I'm still a little worried. Could you please stay here and keep an eye on things? There are humans, Dwarves, and even High Elf here. The inn must have plenty of wine; it should be enough for you for a few days." Jiang Jie turned to look at Old Chen was walking out from the depths of the forest.
"Liquor?"
Upon hearing that there was alcohol, Old Chen was immediately persuaded, "Okay, I agree! But you have to give me some money for the drinks!"
"Ask Darion, he has some." Jiang Jie smiled, then looked into the depths of the forest. "Well then, Velinde, we should go!"
"Hmm." A whisper came from the forest, followed by a deep wolf howl.
Jiang Jie chuckled, then transformed into a male deer and galloped westward.