Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1459 92. The era of the old man is over

Speaking of the Fearless Fortress, this human city built in the Borean tundra was originally the residence of the governor, military chief and elite soldiers of the colonial kingdom, and no other troops were allowed to stay here.

However, because the alliance navy has been fighting undead pirates in the frozen sea for the purpose of fighting for sea power recently, the earliest colonial territory established by the human kingdom on the Northrend continent has become the rear of the alliance navy.

In addition to the two fleets of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, the elven fleet of Quel'Thalas, the highland knights of the Kingdom of Stormgard, the barbarian mercenaries of the Kingdom of Alterac, and even the battle mages of Dalaran They will frequently appear in Zhiyuan County and Dreadnought Fortress.

This once fertile and productive colonial territory was quickly turned into a bustling, crowded and noisy large barracks. The large gap between the upper and lower limits of military discipline among the various troops even stirred up complaints from the local farmers.

Especially not long ago, the North Sea pirates plundered the Fearless Fortress, which burned the city's food storage. In order to ensure that the army's supplies were sufficient, the chief of the Zhiyuan County Colonial Territory made some regrettable decisions.

For example, once again, the local farmers did not have much food in their hands.

Naturally, a series of classic operations such as enriching one's pockets are indispensable in this process.

In short, the meaning of this kind of behavior in the context of today's season is probably equivalent to: no matter how hard the farmer is, he will be called the navy.

The order of compulsory grain requisition has caused the locals to panic within a few days, and some farmers who are more radical or have been oppressed have fled the hard-working land.

They fled to the coast in the night and were lost in the waves of night.

There are many rumors that the ships of the undead pirates have been cruising outside the coast of the Borean tundra, the warships of the alliance dare not go out to meet the enemy at all, and the soldiers of the king only know how to grab things, not the sturdy North Sea pirates at all. opponent.

There are also people who swear and whisper that the pirates will win in the end.

Because in the local rumors, there has always been an alliance between the blue dragon and the pirates. Before the war started in the past, many people have seen the murloc pirates frequently entering and leaving the magical island where the blue dragon lived on the Amber Cliff.

It is said that the rich and generous pirate Bu Laike Shaw dedicated the ten treasures in his hands to the blue dragons in exchange for the dragon's favor and support.

This gossip is very well compiled, and it completely fits people's stereotypes of pirates who are rich in money and dragons who are greedy for money.

Of course, there are very strange things mixed in these true and false news. For example, some people always say in private gatherings that the pirates sent envoys to secretly meet with several officials and militia leaders in Zhiyuan County.

Those guys will always deliberately exaggerate certain details of that negotiation.

For example, the pirates offered attractive conditions. As long as the militiamen of Zhiyuan County rose up against the king's army, the pirates would give the militiamen all kinds of support.

They will also help Zhiyuan County to become independent from the Kingdom of Lordaeron in the name of the "Pirate Council". At that time, all farmers will have the land they cultivated by themselves, and they will no longer need to pay taxes to the lords far away on the eastern continent.

Of course, these are just rumors that spread in the farmlands and villages outside Dauntless Castle, and are not known to the commanders of the Alliance Fleet. They are all preparing to sail to Howling Fjord to find the bad luck of the North Sea pirates.

Under such circumstances, the leader of the intelligence organization of Quel'Thalas, Baron Sangunar, the master elf assassin, quietly appeared in a sailor's bar in the lower city of the Intrepid Fortress at dusk.

As soon as this elegant elf, who looked like an old aristocrat, opened the door, he saw the whole smoky tavern filled with disgruntled farmers and the city's lowlifes, as well as some soldiers who were not on duty. Here to pass the time.

The tall, heavy-gauge human dancers are dancing on a very seductive stage around an erected iron pipe on the circular high platform in the center of the bar.

That fiery dance seemed obscene and vulgar to the Quel'dorei elves.

It is said that this dance was spread from a certain bar in Keelport, Gilneas, and it became popular in the entire Eastern Continent in more than two years. Even the pirate bars on the South Sea route are full of rude men. These dancing girls are good for spending money.

Nowadays, if a tavern doesn't have one or two girls who are good at dancing, it must be despised by the drinkers. In a big city like Lordaeron, taverns will even fight for excellent dancers.

As far as Baron Sangunar knew, there was already a similar rivalry even in the taverns in the common areas of Silvermoon City.

In short, this line has also begun to roll.

This can be a real headache.

"boom"

His Excellency the Baron threw the two silver coins into the hands of the bartender next to him. He made a covert gesture to the bartender, and the latter immediately raised his eyebrows, knowing that the hooded figure in front of him belonged to the underground world.

So he secretly pointed to the second floor, and gestured to the two Vrykul bodyguards guarding the stairs, telling His Excellency the baron to leave the noisy tavern on the first floor and enter the quieter corridor on the second floor.

As a legendary master assassin, Baron Sangunar's pointed ears moved when he stepped onto the corridor on the second floor.

Even though the room in front of him had been well soundproofed, the master assassin could still hear something he shouldn't have heard from the vibration of the wood following the sound.

For example, in the room on the left, a North Sea pirate captain who sneaked into Fort Fearless is trying his best to lure the captain of the militia in Zhiyuan County to defect and surrender.

He also promised a large reward, as well as helping the militia captain to obtain the mayor's throne of Zhiyuan County after the matter was completed.

For another example, in the third house on the right in front of the Baron, the Warlocks of Dalaran are secretly discussing that after the Alliance Navy leaves, they will launch a shameless dialysis in the Fearless Fortress, and they should cooperate internally and externally to help the North Sea pirates take over the dock.

Another example is that in the room closest to the corridor on the second floor, a female elf is talking to a dwarf.

"Old K, Master is very satisfied with your service to the Uncrowned in the past few months, and he decided to grant you the official status of Uncrowned.

You can choose to be an Assassin, or you can choose to be our liaison officer in the Borean Tundra.

If you choose the former, someone will come and take you to the Silithus Desert in a few days to receive the best assassin training.

If you choose the latter, we will provide a large sum of money to help you buy all the taverns in the nearby villages and towns, and help you set up a shipping company, all profits will be 60 to 40%. "

The female elf spoke out the news she brought slowly, and then the dwarf who was talking to her let out a happy and satisfied sharp laugh. The guy rubbed his hands and asked cunningly:

"This is six or four points, who gets six?"

"Ok?"

The damn question of the dwarf immediately attracted the dissatisfaction of the female elf.

She uttered a low nasal sound, which startled the dwarf, and changed his words hastily:

"Oh, look at my brain, I said the wrong thing when I was excited.

I mean, is it enough to pay 60% of the profits for the uncrowned? Would you like a little more to show my infinite admiration and admiration for Master Bu Laike.

If it weren't for his support, I would still be picking oysters at the pier of Fort Fearless. How could I become the underground godfather in this city like I am today?

I am a grateful person, ma'am, and I would like to give more to my beloved. "

"No need, this sharing model is enough, the uncrowned are not short of money.

But I want to warn you, old K, you are also our old friend. You used to be in a cooperative relationship with us, so although we have seen some things, we can treat them as if we did not see them.

But then you've officially joined the Uncrowned, and you're about to let go of things that should have been packed away. "

The elf warned:

"We are an organization with beliefs. Every uncrowned person has his own creed. You may not have it temporarily, but you have to work hard to find it, instead of letting yourself rot in the mud and not thinking about making progress.

do you understand me? "

"I understand, I understand very well."

The dwarf nicknamed "Old K" screamed:

"I have read Lord Bu Laike's aphorisms over and over a dozen times, and I believe that after joining the Uncrowned, I will definitely find my creed.

Well, it's about time, I'm going to deliver lemonade and orange water for the Alliance Navy for their long voyage, this is a big job, I have to take care of it.

Speaking of which, does the organization really need me to add something to those military lemon and orange juices?

I have just extracted a paralyzing toxin from deep sea fish that will weaken the sailors in a few days, so that they will no longer be able to challenge Lord Laike and his pirate fleet. "

"No, no need."

The female elf immediately refused, and then comforted:

"The master has already won the victory, there is no need to risk exposing you to do such a thing. Old K, you are of great value to us and cannot be used in such trivial matters.

Go ahead and run your business, the organization will contact you if necessary. "

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

After finishing speaking, footsteps sounded in the house, causing Baron Sangunar, who was standing at the door to eavesdrop, to immediately retreat into the shadows.

Then the door opened, and a middle-aged dwarf dressed in a Gilneas merchant-style black dress, with a tall hat and a cane, dressed like a classic nouveau riche, swaggered out with a cigar in his mouth, and hummed strangely. Song disappeared down the hallway.

In the room, Valeera Sangunar, who was sitting by the fireplace, glanced at the personal information belonging to "Old Oyster Master K" in her hand, picked up her seal and stamped it under the information.

Then, she took a sip of the grape juice at hand and said:

"Uncle, you came right after you came, why are you still hiding your head and showing your tail?"

"Ok?"

Baron Sangunar, who was hiding in the shadows, raised his brows immediately. He was surprised by his niece's keen perception.

Although she didn't deliberately hide in the shadows, this little girl was able to sense her existence all of a sudden, which seemed to prove that Valeera, a talented girl from the Sangunal family, already possessed strength far beyond her age.

"I have to remind you, Uncle, the words you heard just now must not be spread out. At this critical moment, if your talkativeness causes the plan of the Uncrowned to be frustrated, then my mentor will be very unhappy."

Valeera brushed her hair, put the documents in her hand, and lay down on the sofa in a resting posture. She raised the grape juice towards the door, and said in a gentle tone:

"You know the destructive power of the Uncrowned Master. Once he is unhappy, many people will have a headache. Come in, Uncle, I want to talk to you about something very important to the family.

That's why I'm inviting you here at this time. "

"I have received a message from the Uncrowned."

Baron Sangunar, wearing a hood, appeared from the shadows and appeared in front of Valeera. He lifted the hood with his hand, revealing a handsome elf face.

He stroked his well-groomed beard, and said to Valeera in front of him:

"His Excellency Bu Laike Shaw asked the Sangunar family to repay the favor we owed him, and he asked us to close our vigilant eyes for the next period of time.

Although I don't know what he's going to do yet, I feel ominous from this message.

The 'Double-Faced Man' turned his gaze away from the North Sea and placed it on Quel'Thalas. He wants to do something on our land, which the Sangunar family cannot allow!

Although we are assassins walking in the dark and not bound by the rules under the light, as an ancient family, we also have responsibilities to our country and civilization. "

Baron Sangunar shook his head, and he said seriously:

"So, I came here today to convey our response to you and your mentor. The Sangunar family cannot close their eyes. We will continue to protect Quel'Thalas in the dark."

"hum"

The moment the baron finished speaking, a very weird wave of teleportation appeared at the door of the room behind him, completing a long-distance teleportation without triggering the space blockade of several mage towers in the Fearless Fortress at all.

Then there was a familiar aura emerging there.

"It's a pity that I came at the wrong time, and I actually heard with my own ears that my friend refused my request."

Bu Laike's voice sounded behind Baron Sangunar, and the stinking pirate threw the Sargeras Scepter that was still pulling the space in his hand and threw it into his bag.

He lowered his head and picked up the pipe. Amid the mellow tobacco smell, Bo Laike said in a low tone:

"I hate when people reject me...especially when I bring kindness."

"swish"

Two emerald crystal daggers with astonishing arcs and strange shapes appeared in the hands of Baron Sangunar. He was ready to die, but the pirates did not intend to do it himself.

He whispered:

"I said the Sangunar family owed me a favor because I helped you train the most promising and potential Master Assassins that Quel'Thalas has ever seen.

You may feel that this favor is not enough for you to change the family rules, but it is obviously because you have not seen my most exquisite work with your own eyes.

Valeera, let your Uncle see what you've accomplished.

Perhaps he will give up the position of Patriarch in his heart, and hand over the young man with more potential and future to take charge of this ancient inheritance, and Quel'Thalas will usher in a new life.

It will be promoted by Sangunar alone, and that will be a change that will be recorded in history. "

"That will be my creed too!"

With a sound of armor closing, Valeera Sangunar, who was wearing the owl helmet, waved her hands lightly, and the two source quality moon blades jumped into her hands. Valeera bowed to her uncle, and then Made a watchman attacking gesture.

she says:

"Uncle, you have always known that I have respected you very much since I was a child, and I used to regard you as an idol in my life. But I am sorry, but you are getting old.

belongs to your era

it's over. "

(end of this chapter)