Chapter 70 Persian cat? A little fever and sweating
Two hours later, the sky had completely darkened. On the city wall of Seth City, a group of patrolling soldiers had just passed by when a white figure flashed away and quickly disappeared into the wilderness outside the city.
among.
Yes, this figure is Paul. After more than two hours of fighting, Paul finally successfully got rid of the entanglement of the mercenaries and truly embarked on the journey to Blue Star City.
To be honest, Paul didn't pay much attention to the entanglement between the middle and low-level mercenaries. After all, the difference in strength was too big. If he wanted to, he could destroy each other at any time.
The reason why he didn't take action was mainly because of the current situation. Paul was still on the run. If he made a big noise so close to the Warcraft Forest, it would be easy for people from all parties to find him.
Regarding his whereabouts, and considering his current body that has not yet recovered from serious injuries, Paul is really not sure whether he will be able to escape with his life next time.
In fact, what Paul didn't know was that his world-destroying blow had already shocked everyone in the world. Although people from all sides were secretly searching for his whereabouts, they had also warned their own men, unless absolutely necessary.
, don’t have any conflict with this god of death. After all, the Holy See’s lessons are there, and no one wants to follow in their footsteps.
But it's a pity that Paul didn't know this at this time, and he was still working hard to hide his whereabouts.
After leaving the city, Paul galloped all the way until he had traveled a hundred miles and felt that it was impossible for the other party to catch up with him, and then his speed slowly slowed down.
Perhaps because he felt that Paul's speed had slowed down, the little furry head poked out from the clothes on Paul's chest again, staring with a pair of big watery eyes.
Looking around curiously.
Looking at the little head sticking out of his arms, Paul suddenly felt a feeling of laughter or laughter in his heart. He was probably the first person in history to be hunted down for a cat, or a wild cat.
Already?
With this ridiculous thought in mind, Paul gradually stopped after driving for some distance, and casually found a relatively clean place to rest.
He grabbed the little guy out of his arms and handed it to him. For the first time, Paul had time to carefully look at the little guy who had forced him to "escape" all night.
With long shiny snow-white fur and a pair of turquoise eyes, Paul immediately overturned his suspicion that this little guy could be the cub of the Bright Tiger.
That's right, this is a cat, and it's not just any cat, it's the most famous purebred Persian cat among cats. Even Paul couldn't help but roll his eyes after coming to this conclusion.
Are you kidding me? Could it be an ordinary Persian cat that could survive the siege of two fourth-level wind wolves? Even he himself would not believe this answer.
But you said he's not a Persian cat, right? Paul really can't think of any other cubs of Warcraft on this continent that look like this.
After pondering for a long time, Paul could not come up with a reasonable answer. After scratching his head, Paul simply gave up his efforts in this area.
"At worst, I'll just take it home and keep it as a cat. It just so happens that I didn't bring any gifts for Catherine and the others this time, so let's just leave it alone?" Paul thought shamelessly after putting the little guy down and lying down with his clothes on.
I have to say that Paul's idea is indeed very imaginative. You must know that the intermediate fourth-level magic pet can be regarded as an above-average strength among all the war pets on the market. He actually wants to use it as a cat.
Damn, I don’t know what Paul’s thoughts would be like if those people who racked their brains and wanted to fight to win favor were known.
The little guy was very well-behaved. He didn't run far after being put down by Paul. Instead, he circled around twice and then got back into Paul's arms.
Paul smiled bitterly at the little guy's behavior. He didn't know what was going on, but since the little guy woke up, his arms have become his favorite place. If he doesn't pay attention, the little guy will crawl into his arms.
, no matter how hard he rushed, it was useless, it was as if this place had become his nest, and Paul had no choice but to follow him.
After a night of silence, Paul set out on his journey again at dawn the next day. The difference was that this time Paul's route did not deliberately search for those remote roads, but followed the flow of people.
We embarked on the business road with many business travelers.
The reason why Paul made this choice was mainly because he was afraid of being followed. It was true that there were a lot of people on the business road and he would be easily exposed. But how could this large amount of people not be a suitable protective umbrella for him?
On such a busy and crowded trade road, it is not an easy task to find and track a person's traces.
In fact, this was because Paul was a little too cautious. The leaders of the various forces did ask their subordinates to pay attention to the whereabouts of a young strong man, but this was just a vague order. After all, from the initial contact to the final successful breakout, Paul
He has never shown his true face in front of people from all forces.
Even the "young strong man" inference was inferred from Paul's bright blond hair and his slightly childish voice.
It was sheer nonsense to try to find Paul out of the crowd with this bit of information, so the intelligence officers from all parties did not take this order seriously and just ignored it.
As for the middle and low-level mercenaries who came towards the kitten in Paul's arms, there was no need to worry, because until now they had not discovered that Paul had left Seth City and was still wandering around in the city.
But it's a pity that Paul doesn't know this, but even if she knew, I'm afraid she would still make such a choice.
It must be said that Paul's footsteps were indeed very fast. It took him less than two months to reach the capital of the Blue Kingdom, Blue Star City.
I don’t know if it’s because the Blue Kingdom is close to the World of Warcraft Forest and there are so many mercenaries, but Paul didn’t encounter a single incident of thieves blocking the road during his two-month journey.
This discovery really surprised Paul. Later he found out that in a country like the Blue Kingdom, which was completely supported by the trade of Warcraft, there was no place for thieves to settle down.
Because as soon as there are traces of thieves, without the need for the country to take action, those mercenaries and merchants who make a living by trading in Warcraft will organize themselves spontaneously, and if they have money and strength, they will quickly organize manpower to start cracking down on these thieves' gangs.
This is true all year round.
In this way, over time, no band of thieves was willing to make a living here, and they all moved away from the central area of the Azure Kingdom, only operating near the national border. This is why Paul did not encounter thieves on the way to Blue Star City.