All the words I had prepared were wasted, and Vanessa could only reorganize the language: "Do you know the current situation of your loving sister? I took a look at her from a distance, and I have to say that they are completely crazy, you must be mentally prepared."

What mental preparation should be done? That is to say, even if this person is saved, she may not be like before.

"I will help her, even if I have to spend my whole life, I will." Vanessa's female identity undoubtedly made the other party feel a little wary, and the young pastor revealed some of his thoughts.

"Okay, keep your love in person and talk about it. I hope she won't whip you with her spirit. I'm not obliged to help you, you need to pay some price." Vanessa put on her hood and continued walking forward.

The young monk followed quickly and promised happily: "My family can pay, I can hire you to help, and I will bear all the losses in the process."

Vanessa waved her hand: "I'm not short of money. You made a mistake in the employment relationship. Now I want to hire you. My brotherhood has been affected by the undead plague recently and needs a pastor to do a few days of inventory and treatment."

Heard that it was this matter, the young monk agreed in less than a second of thinking. Fighting with the undead is the priest's duty. He has no reason to refuse. Not to mention that the other party is ready to help him, but he has no help. He has the obligation to solve the problem when he finds that there are undeads in some place.

"I accept your employment, but after the incident is resolved."

"Okay, let's make up." Vanessa nodded slightly. It would be useless to wait until you enter the thief's nest and want to repent.

Meiyu's flawless chin pointed to the side, signaling the other party to follow her.

The young monk Nimaz followed her for two miles. Seeing her killing three patrol trolls like cutting melons and vegetables, and then untied the other party's boat, he finally couldn't help asking.

"Sorry, Miss Van Cliff, where are we going?"

"Go and save your loving sister."

"Please don't make such jokes. I am a person who serves the Holy Light and is willing to devote my whole life to the Holy Light." The young pastor said so insincerely.

Vanessa rolled her eyes at him until the young priest lowered her head, and she replied, "You know you can't drive a boat, come on, the distance is not close, you can walk the river faster, I'm very tight, I'm trying to solve your problem within two days."

After Nimaz got on the boat, there was a small episode. This guy was clumsy and the troll's ship was very narrow. He was used to being a big human ship. He jumped up in a hurry and almost overturned the boat. Fortunately, Vanessa was quick-witted and fast-witted, and stabilized the balance of the hull in time, which avoided the fate of the friendship boat capsized.

"Tell me what you know, right?" Vanessa asked while paddling.

Nimaz wanted to help row together, but Vanessa couldn't trust his skills. This guy was obviously a rich man and probably had never done such a rough job as rowing.

Dafan, who is self-proclaimed as a captain, can build ships and naturally row boats. Her predecessor has undergone a period of training in Dafan for a while, and her experience of rowing in the park in her previous life, barely speaking, she can still row boats.

A big man stood aside and watched, rowing by a weak woman. If he were placed in modern society, he would be sprayed to death, but it was fine here. Nimaz had a maid in his house, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

He sorted out his thoughts and then spoke: "Their madness was first discovered three months ago. Mr. Colonel became very strange. He often patrols the camp with his sword in the middle of the night. Someone had seen him wiping the blood from the knife, but he explained that he had met a troll."

"After a while, the spirit of the big guy became more and more wrong. Ms. Miranda Miranda kept taking care of them, but in the end she was also."

Vanessa nodded slightly, which was almost the same as she knew: "Tell me about your investigation results. When I entered the camp, the Captain Doron was arguing with you. What was the record of the troll slab?"

When talking about his hard work, Monk Nimaz was a little excited. He said with joy: "The witchcraft of the trolls is completely different from the magic of Dalaran. Can you imagine it? They can use one or several witchcraft skillfully with just rough textual descriptions. However, our human mages need to study in years to reach this level. They are just a few simple symbols, Holy Light! It is really time for those mages to come and take a look."

He kept talking a lot, and he was very worried about the inefficiency of the human mage.

Vanessa doesn't think so. There are a lot of human mages, and there are more elves, but trolls? Have the trolls produced any famous mages? They use lightning arrows well, but they are more shaman-oriented spells, right?

It seemed that she was dissatisfied. On the one hand, Nimaz was showing off, but on the other hand, it was probably to shock her and prevent her from breaking the bridge across the river. She saw a blue light gathering in his palm, and then a lightning light threw it out at the big tree not far away.

"Are you a fool?" Vanessa hurriedly stopped the paddling and was careful to keep her guard around. It was midnight when you came on the boat, because you were afraid that the enemies and beasts around you wouldn't know you were passing by?

She pulled out the cruel barb and beeping dagger and stared around, hoping that the predators of the Stranglethorn Valley would go home to bed early tonight without seeing the squeal of Reverend Nimaz.

Unfortunately, things went against my wishes, and there was nothing unusual in my sight, but my sensitive ears heard a subtle sound of water flowing.

It was like a huge thing swimming under the water late at night. The other party was very patient, swimming back and forth, exploring several times, trying to find their flaws.

"There is something under the water!" The young priest did not discover the abnormality until this time.

"Thank you for your reminder, but I suggest you better shut up, your voice will make it noise"

To be honest, Vanessa was also a little scared. What was this underwater? She couldn't see clearly in the middle of the night. She could only estimate according to the general movement trajectory. The thing underwater is at least seven meters long and more than one meter wide, and she swam very fast. She was a little confused for a moment. She really didn't think about what it was underwater.

"Shark? We are in the river, right? How come there are sharks here? Is it a crocodile? But this crocodile is too big." The young pastor has read many books, and he kept talking about his guesses.

After receiving his reminder, Vanessa suddenly realized: "It's mostly a crocodile, a very rare crocodile."
Chapter completed!