After Rebecca found out that her memories were sealed, she didn't yell hysterically like a normal person, but accepted the reality very calmly, making Alfie very suspicious if this guy was pretending to have amnesia to escape his problem. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zambit thought in his heart that this guy must be acting, looking at her seemingly accustomed appearance, did she often encounter such a thing as amnesia before?

Only Rebecca knew in her heart that after she lost her memory and the ability to use magic, her best option for self-protection was to rely on these two unreliable looking guys. And Rebecca's communicative skills did not disappear with the amnesia, and she soon found a way to deal with these two simple guys: Alfie needs to be constantly fierce to him, so that he will not use his brain, of course, appropriate flirting is an indispensable concoction, and Zambit has no resistance to her, as long as she speaks loudly, it is enough to make Zambit bow down.

And between the two, she needs to constantly reconcile and transfer, so that the two maintain a relationship of friend and foe, if they are about to leave, which is the most beneficial to her. I have to admit that even though Rebecca has sealed most of her memories and powers, she is enough to be a mentor to the other two in terms of grasping people's hearts and communicating skills.

"Mr. Troll, you must have something very important to do here, right?" Rebecca said tentatively.

"Profit, the great prophet of the tribe, has sent me here to find out the cause of the undead plague. Even Zambit himself didn't know why Rebecca was so whipped up when he spoke to him in such a whining voice.

"The Undead Scourge?" Rebecca asked suspiciously, "Isn't the necromancer extinct on the continent long ago?

Alfie finally had room to play, and immediately answered: "Ask me, I am the only witness to the undead disaster, and no one knows what happened better than me. ”

"Bragging!" Zambit said unceremoniously sarcastically.

"Idiot!" Rebecca said, rolling her eyes.

Neither believed that a helpless bard could survive the undead apocalypse, much less the nonsense of the so-called sole witness.

"Really. The Necromancy was caused by a necromancer named Lucas. Seeing that neither of them believed him, Alfie immediately said impatiently.

"Lucas? "It's not surprising that Rebecca didn't know about Lucas. Coming from the western kingdom of Claire, even if her memories were not sealed, it was unlikely that she would know the name of this mysterious necromancer.

"Necromancer Lucas?" Zambit said with a solemn face, "and it's exactly what Master Profitt had guessed. ”

"Do you believe this bard's nonsense?" Rebecca asked, feeling that Zambit would never believe Elfie, who was inherently hostile to him.

"There was nothing wrong with what the Prophet said, and in fact he sent me out to confirm it. Zambit had an almost blind worship of the prophet in his mouth.

"Who the hell is this Lucas? When it came to serious matters, Rebecca didn't care about pretending, and asked in a solemn tone. Even if she has amnesia, she understands that the necromancer who can cause the undead scourge is definitely already a sanctuary.

"Lucas is a necromancer who has been living in seclusion in the Death Swamp in the northeast of the Warcraft Forest, and his strength has reached the peak of the twelfth level for hundreds of years, and he is one of the strongest in the Warcraft Forest. Zambit replied with a solemn expression.

"Twelfth level peak, that shouldn't be able to cause the Undead Disaster!" Rebecca's memories of magic have not been sealed, she knows very well that there seems to be only one level difference between the Holy Domain and the twelfth level peak, but in fact, there is a world difference in strength, and the magic of the level of the Undead Disaster, even if the Holy Domain wants to completely trigger it, it needs to pay a great price.

"That's where the Prophet wondered, and that's why he sent me out to investigate. Zambit was equally puzzled.

"Hehe, you don't know, do you? Ask me, I know very well. Alfie said triumphantly.

"Pretend!" Rebecca snorted.

"I'd better investigate it myself. Zambit couldn't see Alfie's appearance the most, and grabbed his spear and made a gesture of leaving.

"I say, am I so distrustful?" Alfie's nose was about to tilt. But he was the kind of person who would be uncomfortable if he didn't say what he knew, so he didn't wait for the two of them to respond, and hurriedly continued: "That's because Lucas got the help of the Soul Ringing Bell to break through to the Holy Realm!"

Rebecca and Zambit looked at each other and nodded in satisfaction. Both of them knew that if they asked directly, Alfie would definitely put it on the shelf, on the contrary, if they ignored him, he would be eager to say it, and sure enough, he didn't misunderstand him.

"So you two did it on purpose!" Alfie was not stupid, and when she looked at the expressions of the two, she understood that she had fallen into the trap of the two.

"If not, will you say it obediently?" Rebecca didn't feel guilty.

"I heard you say it's to give you face, the great troll warriors are sometimes very soft-hearted, and I can't bear to discourage you. Zambit said cheekily.

"You two!" Alfie was going crazy.

"Alright, alright. I won't tease you, now let our great bard tell us more about the undead!" Rebecca knew how to grasp people's hearts, and gave Alfie a step before he went on a rampage.

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"If what you say is true, I must rush back to the tribe at once and report to the Prophet. After Alfie recounted what had happened, Zambit said impatiently.

In Alfie's story, Bishop Flon is elevated to the forefront, and his own role in it is cleverly obscured. This is not an easy task for the showy Alfie, but considering that the hymn can be regarded as his last hole card besides the Demon Notes, it is better to keep it or keep it. Only then did he suppress his strong desire for expression and downplay his credit.

"I suggest that you also come with me to the Prophet. Zambit invited, one of the two was a witness to the whole incident, and the other was Zambit's selfishness, and he very much wanted to spend more time with Rebecca.

"I'm not going!" Rebecca and Alfie rarely agreed this time.

"Why?" Zambit seemed that it was an incredible thing to refuse his invitation, the Troll Tribe was considered a strong force in the Warcraft Forest, I don't know how many people wanted to have a relationship with the Troll Tribe, but I didn't expect these two people to be so ignorant.

"I won't do anything that is not good!" The two replied in unison.

"This ......," Zambit thought as he racked his brains, Alfie had to go back to the tribe with him anyway, and the Prophet must have been very eager to inquire about the matter himself, and if he couldn't, he could be tied back by force. Rebecca is more difficult, he can't be rough with a girl, so how can he talk about her? Zambit's eyes suddenly lit up, and he came up with a solution.

"Miss Rebecca, the Prophet is a witch doctor with a deep knowledge of soul science, and I believe there should be a solution to your memory seal. Zambit said to Rebecca.

"Really? You might think about it. As soon as she heard that it was related to the memory seal, Rebecca's eyes lit up.

"Of course it's true, I've never met anyone more learned than the Prophet, and he must have a way. Zambit patted his chest and reassured.

"So what are you waiting for? Rebecca was immediately motivated.

"Hey, won't you ask my opinion?" Alfie jumped out again at this time to brush up on his sense of existence, the tragedy was that today was destined to be an unfortunate day for him.

"You, of course, are with us. Do you want to break your promise?" said Rebecca dismissively. Once again, Alfie's opinion was ignored by her, and Rebecca's opinion of the useless bard was insignificant.