Chapter 156 Giant Eagle Get

   "Mr. Theron, are you finally awake?"

   When Charlemagne woke up from his deep sleep again, he immediately heard the greeting from his side. He opened his eyes while rubbing his eyes, and found that it was the female tauren who took care of him before going to bed.

   "What time is it... How long have I been asleep?"

   "You slept for about 5 hours, it's 10 am now, and the chiefs are waiting for you and Ms. Shadow Guard to wake up in the lower chamber."

  5 hours is not too long. Charlemagne, who often stayed up all night in his previous life, thought he would sleep until the afternoon. It seems that his physique in this life is indeed very different from his previous life.

   Seeing that Charlemagne was about to get out of bed, the cow swiftly handed him the ranger leather boots. Because she was too tired while sleeping, Charlemagne even took off her shoes and fell asleep before changing clothes.

While putting on his shoes, he thought of the three little leopards he had brought back. From what the cow said, he learned that the three little ones had been taken back to the Marksman camp by members of the Hidden Path to take care of them. Presumably there are these experts here, the little ones Leopards will live very well in the future.

  When he washed and tidied up with the help of the cow, ate some breakfast and walked out the door, he happened to see Emmoreel who had also just come out at the next door.

   "Exactly, several chiefs seem to be waiting for us, go and listen to what they have to say."

"Um."

   After the two reconciled, they didn't talk nonsense, and went directly to the elevator to wait for the "elevator".

Speaking of this Tauren-specific elevator, Charlemagne has been tricked to death several times by this thing before. As long as you are a little impatient and rush in when the elevator does not stop, it is easy to go directly through this platform and fall to the go below...

  In the real Azeroth, he doesn’t want to test whether this magical setting still exists. After all, he hasn’t lived enough with girls and territories…

  When the two arrived at the lower chamber, the red eyes of the chiefs and the dark circles under their eyes clearly showed that these overactive guys were still awake.

   Seeing the two people coming, Naig first rushed up and gave Charlemagne a big hug. The strong body odor on his body almost made the poor high elf ranger faint.

   "Haha, good boy! I like you! Since you have fulfilled your promise, and I keep my word, my Blood Totem will regard you as my best friend forever!"

  When the bewildered Charlemagne was let go by Naig, the other three chiefs also came up and gave them hugs.

  Barre of the Tianjiao tribe is alright. Although he always smells like bird droppings, he is at least much better than Naig.

  As the great chief, Ulan may pay more attention to personal hygiene. Although there will inevitably be some "cow smell" on his body, it is still acceptable.

   It was Jie'er from the River Mane Tribe, the only female among the chiefs exuding a pungent herbal smell, which almost made Charlemagne want to sneeze.

"Mr. Theron, thank you for bringing back the eagle claws that have been lost for hundreds of years for the Gaoling tribes. From now on, we will regard you as the best friend of the Gaoling tauren. As long as you ask, we will definitely do our best Do it with all your might!"

  The great chief, Ulan, took the lead and bowed down to salute Charlemagne gratefully. The three chiefs also followed suit. Charlemagne was a little unaccustomed to this solemn attitude.

   "You don't need to do this, besides, to be honest, I also have something to ask for."

  Barley patted his chest "bang bang" at this time and said, "Mr. Theron may as well just say, what is your request before you leave, as long as I, Barre, can do it, I will go through fire or water!"

  Charlemagne scratched his head embarrassingly. "It's actually not that serious. It's just that our high elves have been short of decent flying troops, so I want to ask Patriarch Barre to provide us with some giant eagle cubs."

  Barre, who was already mentally prepared, was stunned, "Is that all?"

   "That's it!"

"Hahaha! What's the problem with this little thing? You brought back an artifact that has been passed down from generation to generation for us. What are some eagle cubs! When you want to take it back, send someone to tell me, and I will provide you with 200 cubs 100 adult giant eagles, and let that stinky boy Monton follow you to your country, and that kid will not allow him to come back until the giant eagle's nest is ready!"

  Bare's boldness made Charlemagne very excited, and now the giant eagle troops of the high elves can really be implemented.

  The atmosphere among several people became more harmonious due to the relationship between Barley and Charlemagne. Several patriarchs planned to take the opportunity to retrieve the Eagle Claw to go to the marksman camp to pray and express their gratitude to Onhara.

Emeril has no objection to this. After learning about the Burning Legion's movements from Charlemagne, she realized that it is not time to continue to stick to the policy of avoiding the world. In addition, the tauren have sent people to join the organization for generations. It’s not a big deal to go to a prayer of thanks.

  Although the chiefs didn't sleep all night, they were still very energetic and didn't feel tired. After arranging the affairs of their respective clans, the group took a giant eagle to fly to the sharpshooter camp on the top of Eagle Claw Peak.

   Before leaving, Charlemagne finally saw a mysterious figure who hadn't shown up before—the soul walker Black Horn.

   Knowing his true identity, Charlemagne did not take the initiative to expose his identity. He just greeted this big man disguised as a shaman in a normal way, and then left Thunder Totem with the chiefs.

After returning to the peak of Eagle Talon, Charlemagne found that the camp had undergone a lot of changes during the time he and Emeril had left. There were already a lot of high elves gathered in the camp where there were only tauren and night elves. Ranger.

  But at this time, these high elves were in a tense posture with the night elf sentinels. Although there was no fight, there was a lot of eye contact between them.

   When Immorel came forward to mediate with the chiefs, Charlemagne rubbed his chin and thought, "It should be brought by Aurelia..."

   "Charlemagne!"

   Sure enough, Alleria, who returned to Quel'Thalas through the Shal'Aran portal yesterday, was running here from the team of high elf rangers with a happy smile.

  The elder sister of the windrunner threw herself into Charlemagne's arms like a swallow, and Alleria took a step back and began to **** for her lover after a little tenderness.

   "Aren't you injured? Is that leopard difficult to deal with?"

Charlemagne helplessly let his girlfriend check him everywhere. From behind the squatting Alleria, he saw the gossiping Lor'themar, the rolling eyes of Vereesa, and Hope, who was looking at him with a smile. Alvanas.

   In addition, a male high elf ranger with long blond hair was following the three of them at this time. Judging from where he was standing, he seemed to have a good relationship with Lor'themar. I don't know if he was a friend of his younger brother.

He hugged Alleria who had finally finished the inspection, and Charlemagne said with some amusement, "Okay, my dear Alleria, I am not injured, how can a mere Shadow Leopard hurt me? By the way, mentor!" ?”

  Alleria shook her head regretfully, and Cirvanas, who had already walked beside the two, answered instead of her sister.

"Mother said that she still has the duty of the Ranger General, and she doesn't plan to join the Hidden Passage, but she let us young people come here, and my mother has already contacted Eleanor and Jia who happened to be back at the Quellings hut. Linde, these two seniors are now on their way back to Taquilin."