Laura Smith watched with her own eyes as a semi-transparent figure, at first only a blurry shape, gradually became clear and real, finally giving her a more intuitive sense of what David Clark had previously described.

With such an incredible sight, it was no wonder David Clark had reacted the way he did.

While Laura Smith focused on how the figure slowly became ‘real’, David Clark was carefully observing the newcomer, trying to see if he could recognize who this new arrival was.

The result disappointed him. When the other finally revealed his true appearance, David Clark couldn’t immediately recognize this unusually strong, bearded middle-aged man.

As David Clark and Laura Smith sized up the stranger, the burly man also noticed them, and, as if sensing something, stopped in his tracks, scanning the surroundings warily: “Excuse me, where is this place?”

The burly man asked in a language David Clark had never heard before, yet David Clark found that he could actually understand what was being said, and even, the moment he heard the question, knew how to answer in this unfamiliar language.

“……”

After a brief silence, he pondered carefully in his mind, and soon ‘knew’ that the new language he had just mastered was also called Common Tongue, but it was not the same as the Common Tongue used by humans in this world.

As for how he had suddenly mastered a new language, he suspected that the reward Laura Smith had initially given him wasn’t simply knowledge of English, but rather some much more powerful ability.

“Hello, this is the Pioneer Camp in the northern part of the Kingdom of Tiran. I am the village chief here, David Clark. Is there anything I can help you with?” David Clark answered the question in the newly ‘learned’ Common Tongue, which greatly surprised Laura Smith.

Laura Smith possessed a language talent almost like a cheat; she had heard the Common Tongue David Clark used before, and the one he was using now was clearly a completely different language.

The burly man across from them looked obviously puzzled after hearing David Clark’s answer: “The Kingdom of Tiran?” After thinking for a few seconds, he asked again, “How far is this from Eastweald?”

“I don’t know where this Eastweald you mentioned is,” David Clark shook his head, indicating he had never heard of the place, and inwardly guessed that people who inexplicably arrived here might not necessarily be people he was familiar with.

The other’s friendliness had already put the burly man at ease, but David Clark’s answer made him even more confused: “Stratholme? The Kingdom of Lordaeron? Have you heard of these names?”

“……” David Clark showed no reaction on the surface, but was inwardly surprised. He was actually very familiar with these two place names, but it wasn’t convenient to directly admit it, so he kept guessing the identity of the man in front of him.

Seeing David Clark remain silent, the burly man’s thick eyebrows furrowed even more. He decided to introduce himself before asking for more information: “Hello, my name is Terry Baker. I may be lost… and might need to stay in your village for a night.”

As one of the most famous paladins in Azeroth, he was no stranger to mysterious powers, and suspected he might have encountered some kind of spatial transfer.

He had no idea where he had been sent. Judging from the young man’s reaction just now, he had most likely left the Eastern Kingdoms.

Franklin Baker was pondering the strange things that had happened to him, while David Clark was inwardly amazed at the identity of the burly man before him.

Terry Baker, disciple of Archbishop Alonsus Faol of the Order of the Silver Hand, one of the first five paladins in the world of Azeroth, had participated in many great wars, fought orcs, defeated the Scourge, faced the Lich King, and stood against void demons—powerful and of impeccable character.

In fact, Franklin Baker’s story in World of Warcraft is far richer than that of the other original paladins, making him extremely popular and earning him the respectful nickname “the Old Buddha” among many Warcraft fans.

He never expected this famous paladin to show up here!

While recalling all sorts of information about this Old Buddha, David Clark quietly organized his thoughts, preparing to tell the paladin in front of him the actual situation.

There was no need to hide certain things. The other party was no fool; even if David Clark didn’t say anything, Franklin Baker would soon notice something was off.

It was better to directly tell him everything, which would also show his own attitude and perhaps increase goodwill—if Franklin Baker was willing to teach him how to use the Holy Light, David Clark would really benefit.

It wasn’t that he thought the Holy Light was especially powerful, but rather that it had excellent healing and disease-curing abilities. In this relatively backward world, living alone in a remote area, David Clark’s biggest worry was getting injured or sick and not receiving timely treatment.

There hadn’t been any good solutions before, but now that Franklin Baker, a paladin, had appeared before him, it would be foolish not to seize the opportunity.

“There are some things I need to explain to you.”

Describing Franklin Baker’s miraculous appearance, and with Laura Smith—who had also come here from ‘another world’—as an example, David Clark could easily explain the situation clearly.

Franklin Baker accepted it even faster than Laura Smith, because he came from a world that often fought with people from other realms, so he was much more open to the idea of other worlds than Laura Smith was.