With all sorts of strange thoughts, Rock walked into Noris's office. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Speaking of an office, Norris actually converted it into her own bedroom and living room.

This office covers an area of more than 100 square meters, and in front of the door, a large desk is placed there, and some office utensils such as pens and paper are neatly placed on the table.

A little in front of the desk, a few High Elf-style leather sands were laid out on top of bobcat leather as cushions.

Before Locke could take a closer look at the room, Norris interrupted him.

"No," said Noris, pointing to the large stack of papers on the coffee table in the middle of the couch, "that's the handle Quappel left in our hands, and with these things, I can't think of any chance that he would betray us." ”

Locke snorted, then reflexively closed the heavy wooden door of his office. When he turned his head to look at Norris again, he saw that the latter was looking at him with a wary expression.

"Do you usually sleep here?"

Locke pointed to the bed with purple silk curtains outside the office area, by the window on the north side of the room. The High Elf-style single bed resembles a spiked garden tent, small and exquisite.

Norris looked at him with a sneer, "This has nothing to do with our work. ”

"I know, I know." Locke smiled bitterly and waved his hand, this High Elf girl is still very defensive of herself...

Locke walked over to one of the couches and sat down, flipping through the papers on the coffee table in the middle.

After a moment, Locke looked up at Noris, who was sitting across from him, looking intently at him.

Locke smiled at her slightly, "What, do I have something on my face?" ”

"No, I'm just curious about how you focus on your work." No longer shy away from Locke in front of him, Norris stretched, and the perfect body curve made Locke swallow his saliva involuntarily.

Flending his body into the bobcat skin on the sofa behind him, Norris looked at Locke a little lazily, "Only here can I let down my guard a little." ”

Seeing Norris say this, Locke simply put down the document in his hand, and he sat down beside her despite Noris's objections.

"Is it because of loneliness?" Locke asked her softly, and he took Noris's deft hands, rubbing them in his palms. Originally, the latter wanted to escape, but at Locke's insistence, Norris no longer dodged and let Locke hold his hand.

Locke's inquiry made Norris feel full of emotions, she looked at the window opposite and nodded, "I'm not you human, I'm an elf." Everything here is out of place for me, and I can't find anyone to talk to. It's been so long since I've been away from my race, and now I miss them..."

"Can't you just talk to me?" Locke was a little depressed, and it was obvious that the girl hadn't completely forgiven him.

"You?" Norris turned her head and glanced at Locke, she sneered a few times, "Your mind is on other women, have you ever thought about me?" Who am I working so hard for? Isn't it for you? ”

Locke looked embarrassed and speechless, as long as he held Noris's hand tightly.

"I used to think I could forget about it if I forced myself to work hard. But," said Norris quietly, "I found that I couldn't. The long-term depression will only make me miss my hometown even more. ”

"I can't forget my relatives, friends, and comrades-in-arms in Quel'Thalas. I can't forget Quel'Salas. I can't forget Prince Kael'thas who led us," Norris was a little disappointed, "maybe I should have followed the prince instead of running away from the army." ”

"When this is done, you should take a boat to Quel'Salas early." Locke stroked Noris's long supple blonde hair and comforted her, "Our harbor now has ships coming and going to Yangfan Harbor in the Yongge Forest. In less than half a month, you will be able to reach your hometown, and you can stay there for a while longer. ”

"As for recruiting troops from your race—" Locke was interrupted by Norris before he could finish his sentence.

"By the way, there are a few things you need to know about recruiting soldiers." Norris looked at Locke with a little headache, "I believe that during the time you have been in contact with me, you may have understood what kind of high elves we have... Shortcoming. ”

Norris stroked her forehead, and she said helplessly, "In the words of you humans, we elves are arrogant, cold, and invincible. In fact, this assessment is not false at all. ”

"Just like when you first met me. We elves have this attitude towards all humans. Norris shook her head, "I doubt what this trip to Quel'Salas will be. ”

Locke nodded as if she didn't understand, it turned out that she was worried that within their race, there would be no soldiers willing to help Lordaeron.

If that's the case, it's not really a big deal. I made this decision on my own, just to show an attitude that would allow Lordaeron to get help from the outside world.

"If it's because of this, then you don't need to worry about it at all." Locke comforted her and continued, "We have a lot of people in Ivar, and we can recruit from here. In fact, we have no shortage of people here, and I am doing this to express the views of our crusaders. We expect help from other outside races, just to prove it. ”

"So, let it be," Locke looked at Norris with a smile, "you can ignore what I said earlier at the meeting about recruiting at least 2,000 soldiers. ”

Locke did not think about it.

The High Elves and Night Elves are two races different from dwarves and gnomes. First of all, their long lives are incomparable to those of other races. This also leads to the fact that the elves always unconsciously have a superiority in treating other races that have a lifespan many years less than them.

The short lives of other races are not worth mentioning in their eyes. Only some powerful heroes can get their other eyes.

In this case, it is obviously unrealistic to want the High Elves and Night Elves to help a country that has been nominally wiped out, let alone be subservient.

Moreover, this high risk does not necessarily lead to high returns. Besides, what kind of reward can be more important than life?

Of course, the Night Elves are friendly to humans due to the influence of the moon god Elune and the heroic performance of the human soldiers in the Battle of Mount Hyjal.

So, Locke's previous thinking was lacking. He only noticed the foreign soldiers of the pre-crusade period and the silver dawn of later generations. But I didn't see that the proportion of these foreign soldiers was not high.

Of course, there are also those who join the crusaders with the intention of avenging their loved ones. It's true that hatred leads to continuous improvement, and Norris is a living example of this. She joined the Crusaders in order to avenge the undead Scourge.

Perhaps some fearless spirits will join the Crusaders. Just like the Comintern column in the Second World War, there are people of such high moral character who choose to join the crusaders to help those who are suffering out of the sea of suffering.

There are such people, and there may be quite a few of them. The character of their Virgin would have prompted them to do so. Now, Locke expects more foreign soldiers with such a virgin character. In this way, Lordaeron will have a better tomorrow.

Compared to elves, dwarves and gnomes are different. They are the traditional allies of humanity, and they will always lend a helping hand every time humanity is in trouble. And humanity is also keen to communicate with these two allies who have no ambitions.

The dwarves were often busy digging holes and tunnels. For example, their cities, the Ironforge Castle of the Copperbeard Dwarves, the mountain tunnels that connect Danmoro to the wetlands, the Eagle's Nest Mountain of the Hammer Dwarves, the Blackstone Abyss of the Black Iron Dwarves, Grimbaatar, and so on. Their achievements in architecture are no worse than the workmanship of human stonemasons, if not better.

They are not only architects, they are also experienced prospectors, but also outstanding blacksmiths. Most of the famous weapons on this continent come from their hands. The human kingdom often buys minerals and weapons from the dwarven kingdom, and every weapon crafted by the dwarves is considered a high-quality one.

And, of course, they are outstanding master sommesters. Each dwarf can drink three or two bottles, and then pull you to tell you the story of his adventures.

As for the dwarf, the dwarven cousin, he has always liked to huddle in his city, Nomorigen, tinkering with his new technological inventions. They are direct competitors to the goblins, and the quality of the products is even better than the goblins, so the goblins don't like them very much.

These two races have always regarded humans as allies and can help in any way they can, so Locke felt that recruiting troops from among them should not be a big problem.

"I think we can go find the Lord Regent Lotherma Theron, and the Ranger General Haduron Brightwing." Norris said to Locke, "In the absence of the Prince, the two of them are currently the Supreme Commanders of our Quel'Salas Guard. ”

"Lord Regent Lotherma Theron?" This name Locke is so familiar, the most famous passerby king in the game in his previous life, so much so that he called his nickname directly in front of Nonris, "Is it Ah Qiang?" ”

"Ah Qiang?!" Norris looked at Locke suspiciously, she looked down and thought for a moment before wondering, "I've been working with Lotherma for a long time, how come I've never heard of him being called like this?" Do you know him? ”

"No, no, no, I don't know." Locke hurriedly shook his head in denial, then he responded with a dry smile, "I've only heard of the name. Well, from the mouths of your sailors in Quel'Salas. Yes. ”