The breeze is gentle and the crowds are like tides.

Angma wanted to see how well Queldanas Island was built to now, so she chose the teleportation end point at Yangwan Port on the north of the island and walked to Sunwell Heights.

Previously, Avena exuded too powerful magic during the process of absorbing the water of the Eternal Well, which forced the residents to move out of here.

Angma thought that Avena had just finished the absorption process a few days ago, and there would not be too many people on the island to return, but as soon as she walked out of the portal, the crowded voices scared him.

Every street and alley is bustling with people, the air is filled with the aroma of food, and vendors are selling fragrant food to tourists, with endless hawking.

On tiptoe and looking north, the port was full of ships.

The dense crowd rushed over from the dock, shoulder to shoulder, all carrying a lot of luggage, and everyone was filled with joy.

At first glance, it is difficult to immediately determine which residents are returning and which passengers come here to pilgrimage after learning that the Sunwell is reborn.

Angma suddenly had an illusion that Yangwan Port is now like the Ditan Temple Fair on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and it was very lively.

The natural disaster crisis in Quel'thalas was not eliminated earlier, and a large number of civilians were homeless due to the fall of the Yongge Forest in the south (Ghostland).

As Angma welcomed back to the incarnation of Sunwell, Avena, defeated the betrayer Dalkan and the main force of the undead, and allowed Queldanas to return to the control of the blood elves, the prince intended to build this island far away from the threat into a new settlement.

So Queldanas Island ushered in a new life.

As the Sunwell Heights was rebuilt, the construction of Chenxing Village and Yangwan Port was also in full swing... Buildings rose up one after another, connecting them into surfaces and sections, covering the entire northern area of ​​Queldanas Island.

After a while, more and more people have settled here. In the past few days, more people have felt the restoration of the Sun Well. There are only limited land that cannot meet the needs of everyone. The construction speed cannot keep up with the growth rate of the migrants.

But even so, being able to re-take the pilgrimage path, experience the magic of the well up close, and stay here for a few days is also meaningful for most blood elves.

This will make them feel that they have regained their lost life.

"Give it, oh, the sun well is on it, please let it! Hey, you're squeezed into my bird!"

The helpless voice coming from behind attracted Angma's attention.

He turned around and found that it was a chocoon car that was struggling in the crowd - no different from a carriage, but unique improvements were made at the shaft to avoid the bumps caused by the chocoon's jumping characteristics.

People want to let everyone know that roboats are much more dangerous than horses? If they want to scare this big bird, they can break the belly with one claw.

There are so many people, and there are no gaps between them?

The chocoon car just ran to Angma with difficulty.

The blood elf driving is a middle-aged man with healthy wheat-colored skin, wearing brand new cotton and linen short clothes, and rolling up his cuffs.

Angma noticed that although the coachman was suffering, he had an unpredictable look of expectations in his eyes, as if he could not wait to start a new life.

The coachman's wrists and arms are two colors, with black hands and white arms. Obviously, in the harshest winter that has just passed, he has also been busy making a living, resulting in the hands exposed to his sleeves being sunburned into another color.

This karaoke car is also brand new, exquisitely crafted, with gold, wood, red paint, carved with the patterns of the sun well. It should have been built not long ago. Two rows of seats with padded seats can be seen as four or five people.

"Where are you going?"

When he passed by, Angma made a statement.

After noticing his luxurious robe, the coachman knew that this was a big shot, so he bent down in the car and said, "Ri'an, sir. I'm going to the station in the south."

"station?"

Angma was a little confused.

Seeing that he couldn't move his nest, the coachman stopped the chocbi, smiled and leaned respectfully and explained: "Sir, this is your first time in this period of time, right? There are many stations on the pilgrimage for the pilgrimage to rest, or take the chocbi car to and from the docks and the highlands. I'm about to go to the nearest station to solicit passengers!"

The coachman regarded Angma as a noble pilgrim, and his eyebrows were dancing as he spoke, with a happy smile on his face.

Obviously, the endless stream of passengers brought him a considerable income.

Angma suddenly realized that with the influx of pilgrims, the long-declined passenger industry has also returned to its former style.

He couldn't help but feel excited. The sun well is not close. If he could sit in a bird cart and appreciate the scenery along the way, wouldn't it be a good thing?

"How much does it cost to get to the Highlands? Can you charter a car?"

"Yes, yes! Ten copper coins, one person." When the coachman saw that he was still a customer in front of him, he immediately smiled happily, nodded like pounding garlic, and bit the word "one person" very clearly.

“Pay now?”

"Yes, sir, pay now, pay now." The coachman nodded expectantly.

Angma glanced at the carriage and thought that he could squeeze out a few people at most, so he started to fumble in his arms and prepared to make more advances. As a result, the smallest coin value was also the large silver coin engraved with the Flame Eagle badge, which was the largest of the three silver coins circulated in Quel'thalas, equivalent to ten ordinary silver coins.

The one in the middle that is equivalent to five ordinary silver coins was ordered to be cast during the reign of the former king Anastarien, and his avatar was portrayed.

Since becoming a royal consultant, Angma hasn't spent any money for a long time. No matter where he goes, he can just shine his badge. Although he often holds money in his pocket for emergencies, he really can't find too scattered copper coins.

He simply handed over the big silver coins to the coachman, and did not ask for change, so he got into the carriage.

At first I felt a little heavy when I saw the flame eagle pattern on it, the coachman was shocked.

With the endurance of the chocbi, you can travel between the dock and the highland at most twice a day. Even if you get a full amount of customers every time you go back and forth, you can only make two silver coins into the account. After digging the chocbi's forage money and handling the passenger guides at the dock, you only have fifty or sixty copper coins to make a surplus.

The currency value is equivalent to ten silver coins of the Flame Eagle Silver Coins, which is as valuable as his monthly income to pull a cart. He can even pay off one-third of the loan to the fresh cart, which is a big deal.

"Sir, I... don't have so much change for you..."

The coachman held the "Yan Eagle" tightly, showing his face. He had never pulled the generous nobles, but he was overwhelmed by a silver coin, so he could not take out a "Yan Eagle" at once? So he didn't think about tipping at all.

"The rest..."

It is at least ten kilometers from Yangwan Port to the northernmost end of Sunwell Highland. Ten copper coins are a very reasonable price. It is not like bullying him, a "fatty customer who is not familiar with the land" and asking for a lot of prices. If Mrs. Che is good, Angma will be happy.

"Just as a tip."

The coachman suddenly widened his eyes and was stunned for two seconds. Then he hurriedly stuffed the "Yan Eagle" into the small pocket on the innermost layer of his clothes, and thanked him one after another: "Thank you, sir, thank you! You are really Lord Angma's rebirth, may the Sunwell always protect you!"

Maybe he was too happy, the coachman was a little speechless.

I'm not dead yet, Angma laughed secretly and raised her head gently towards the south, "Let's go."

"Yes, yes, sir! Let's set off now!"

The coachman stopped getting on the bus, unbuttoned the outer cladding of his clothes, pulled up the reins, and went to the front with great enthusiasm to open the way, and squeezed out a passage in the dense crowd.

It is hard to imagine that the thin coachman who looks so strong.

"Give it aside, be careful of the big bird!"

In this way, with the efforts of the coachman, in about ten minutes, the bird car finally squeezed out of Yangwan Port and embarked on the road that runs through the north and south.

Once upon a time, the northern part of Queldanas Island, which was completely destroyed by the explosion of the Sun Well, has now been completely renovated.

A flat white stone road leads straight to the distance. The flower beds and green plants are dotted on both sides, and they are neat and graceful. The pilgrims are clustered in groups of three or five towards the sun well highland. People look around curiously, and are surprised by the changes in the land.

Occasionally, a manned roaming car passed by, carrying pilgrims who seemed to be relatively wealthy.

Along the way, the coachman was so happy that he introduced the local situation to Angma.

"If you want to stay for a while, I suggest you go to Morning Star Village. Although the Blood Thistle Hotel in the village is small, it is better than clean and the boss is simple. It will never try hard to squeeze out the last copper coin in the pilgrims' pockets like those foreign speculators in Yangwan Harbor..."

"...Of course, a big man like you must have a dedicated person to receive him in the Sunwell Highlands."

"It sounds like you are a local?" Angma asked as he looked at the scenery along the way.

"Yes, I am from Morning Star Village. Thanks to Lord Angma, who has brought us back to life..."

When the "Angma" was mentioned, the coachman opened up his chatterbox and talked endlessly about Angma in the carriage, popularizing his own legendary experience...

From the shocking battle in the Sunwell Highland a few months ago, to the promotion of the establishment of the coalition forces, to sacrifice themselves to the danger to save His Highness and heading to the center of the demon invasion... It was so meticulous, just like when Angma did those big things, he was watching from the side.

The coachman flew everywhere, and the more he spoke, he became more and more excited. He never stopped his mouth along the way. When he reached an exciting moment, he stopped and looked back at Angma and asked, "You said yes?"

At this time, Angma smiles politely.

With a talkative coachman, I was not bored all the way.

Finally, the newly renovated Sunwell Highland is near.

Manned roaming vehicles stopped here, and excited pilgrims walked down from it.

In front of the entrance, the tall and tall guards were neatly dressed and solemn, and they glanced at the passers-by over and over again.

The coachman stopped the bird car, walked to the carriage, and tried to support Angma down.

"Master Angma is the light of dawn of our Quel'thalas! Now everyone calls him that..."

"Sir, the place is here, I wish you all the best..."

"I wish you a prosperous business, too."

Angma rejected the other party's kindness, got off the car by himself, and walked towards the entrance.

The guard subconsciously glanced at Angma for a few more times. Although if a spy invaded in, he would pretend to be an unobtrusive civilian, a young man wearing expensive clothes and still so young would always make people's eyes stay for a while.

"Ah..." One of the guards suddenly gasped and looked at Angma, speaking incoherently, "You are, you are..."

Guard B said in confusion: "What's wrong, Dave? He's a big shot?"

The guards who can serve at the entrance of the holy land are all the most elite royal guards. And those who stand in the first row are all the best-sighted and can recognize the badges of every noble family in the kingdom for reception.

Guard B didn't think the big guy was shocked by Dave. How could the big guy come here in a civilian bird car?

"Norin, are you stupid? Give me a salute! This is Lord Angma!" The guard, known as Dave, pulled his companion hard, and didn't care about anything more, and knelt down on one knee at Angma, calling him respectfully: "I wish you the highest respect, the light of dawn!"

As soon as the words fell, whether it was the royal guards, guards behind, the intermediate mages who controlled the entrance to detect spells, or the pilgrims around them, they were all stunned.

Light of dawn…

In all Quel'thalas, only one person has a noble title, that is...

Angma Morning Star!

"Um."

While everyone was stunned, Angma nodded slightly to the guard who recognized him first, and then slowly walked into the entrance.

As the steps arrived, the crowd separated, and the eyes of the blood elves stared firmly on Angma's face.

They just couldn't believe that they were lucky enough to see the hope of Quel'thalas with their own eyes!

Until Angma disappeared from the end of sight, people had not yet escaped from their shock.

The coachman looked at the direction where Angma was going away, and suddenly burst into ecstasy on his face, shouting loudly: "The Light of Dawn comes from my car, and the Light of Dawn comes from my car! The sunlight is on, and the Light of Dawn actually takes my car!!!"
Chapter completed!