Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1478 111. Azshara asked me to punish Elisande, but she didn't say that I can't outsource this matter

Bu Laike has been the Luna Chosen for a while now.

Although in his own words, he himself felt that it was a ridiculous thing for an unbeliever to become the Moon God's Chosen.

Occasionally, when complaining about his little darling Maiev, the pirate would say that it must be that Ms. Elune got too drunk because of her good deeds with Goldrinn that night, and then she promoted herself to a god under unprecedented drunkenness. choosers.

Stinky Pirates are very self-aware.

He looked at himself from the beginning to the end, but he didn't find anything that could match certain characteristics of a priest. After all, he doesn't like little boys, right?

However, the deal is done. Although he got into God's Choice in a daze, Bu Laike is not proud of this identity. In his eyes, the majesty of Moon God's Chosen walking on the earth on behalf of Moon God is not as majestic as dominating the endless sea evil powers.

After all, the identity of Luna God's Chosen is only useful on the side of the elves.

The humans who believed in the Holy Light and the trolls who believed in the loa didn't care about him at all. When they met a religious lunatic like Isenlien, they might be tied to the stake and burned to death.

But as the saying goes, even a piece of used toilet paper has its own value.

No, when facing the icy-faced Tyrande Windtalker, Bu Laike's identity as the God's Chosen played a miraculous effect all of a sudden.

The high priest of the moon is obviously still brooding over the humiliation and torture by Braike in the Northshire of the Stormwind Kingdom last time, but when she saw the crescent moon emblem floating behind Braike's head, she also had to show a lot of respect. He leaned slightly towards Laike.

This is a matter of faith, and the beautiful high priest can't play with the girls' petty temper.

Speaking of which, Tyrande wearing the silver battle armor has a more sonorous and heroic temperament than Tyrande in the long skirt. With her beautiful face, Queen Azshara even called her an expert. , The astonishing charm of the woman in front of him under the moonlight even filled Braike's eyes with admiration.

If the other beauties were Luna and Titan Guardians enjoying the food, then Tyrande in front of her was the level of Luna holding a rice spoon and slamming food into her mouth.

As far as pure beauty is concerned, His Majesty Tyrande is not at the same level as those vulgar fans.

Everyone laughed at Illidan.

But after witnessing the charm of Tyrande walking in the moonlight at this time, I guess everyone is Illidan.

But the pirates only had appreciation in their eyes.

It's not because he's not a man, it's just because there are three beautiful girls beside him. If it's not about intimacy but appearance, then Little Xingxing, stupid Fenner and his own sister can basically be selected.

Well, it's like this with everything, any scarce thing is worthless once there is more of it.

"I said, if you want to talk about something, can you take your eyes off my wife?"

Malfurion Stormrage, who had returned to his human form from the moonwing flight form, said something to Bo Laike in a calm tone, and the stinky pirate shrugged, looked away and looked behind him.

Several pirates, Children of the Night, were graciously bringing tables and chairs for the big shots, while Anaris Moonshire, the pirate king, and her fiancé, Lilas Windrunner, stood beside them personally.

One is holding a jug, and the other is holding a fruit plate.

Obviously, this black and white elf mandarin duck is going to watch this conversation forcefully.

"Come on, let's sit down and talk."

On the platform of the elf palace that had just been captured and looted by the pirates, Laike shamelessly made a gesture of "please" in the attitude of the master.

After taking his seat, he glanced to the side again, and said in a long voice:

"General Shandris, come and sit down too, don't hide in a sneaky place, you have to know, if I want to assassinate your Mindo, you won't be able to stop ten of them.

Speaking of which, you still owe me a big favor, about you and Jarod."

"Shut up!"

General Shandris Feather Moon, who was lurking secretly to protect Tyrande, told the pirates to shut up in a cold voice. She had already pinched the silver-winged horned eagle bow decorated with moonlight, and put on a live log arrow.

As long as the stinky pirate dares to talk about her private affairs casually, this arrow will soon appear on the stinky pirate's forehead as an "decoration".

The general walked forward with a cold face, and stood beside his Mindo, posing with his hands bound as a "bodyguard", although with Tyrande's strength, Yu Yue didn't need to protect her.

But this is more of a proof of the identity of the High Priest of the Moon, and represents the close relationship between Shandris and Tyrande, who are mother and daughter who are not related by blood.

Although the age difference between the mother and daughter is only a few decades, both of them have lived for more than 10,000 years.

"Well, before we start, let me ask you a question."

Braike pouted, and Lilas immediately stepped forward to pour wine for the three big men. The little milk dog of the Windrunner family was very winking and polite. He poured wine for the captain, and then replaced it with hot tea for the great man. Rui and the Priest of the Moon fill up.

Then stand behind Bu Laike, which happens to be in the same position as General Feather Moon, so as to enhance the momentum of his captain.

Well, the top atmosphere group belongs to yes.

"Are you two here on your own behalf? Or are you here on behalf of the Cenarion Order and the Sisters of Elune?"

Bu Laike picked up the wine glass and leaned back in the chair lazily. He said:

"Is the purpose of your coming here to mediate this war? Or to participate in it? Last question, if you are here to mediate, what are you going to do?"

"We are here for peace."

Malfurion glanced at his wife, and he said to Bo Laike seriously:

"This is the internal affairs of the elves, and the Kaldorei cannot just sit idly by. Although we have not established formal diplomatic relations with the Nightborne and the Quel'dorei, we are all descendants of the elven empire. A family of blood brothers.

Even if you don't talk about bloodlines, just talk about the significance of the existence of both parties to the world

At the moment when the demonic invasion you predicted is getting closer and closer, it is not in everyone's interest to let precious combat power be wasted in internal fighting. "

"And Azshara"

Tyrande added calmly:

"A cunning ruler, Elisande shared with the Sisterhood of Elune the growing conflict between the Shal'dorei and the Deep Sea Empire and invited us to join the fight against Queen Azshara.

While this alliance does not mean that the Kaldorei will be involved in all the wars and conflicts that the Nightborne will cause, if we are to guard against the threat of Queen Azshara, then we need to persuade our allies to preserve their strength.

I believe that the elves of Quel'Thalas, founded by Dath'Remar Sunstrider, must also understand the common dilemma we face.

They cannot expect Queen Azshara to forgive their 'sins'.

I have seen Queen Azshara with my own eyes, and I am very familiar with her behavior style. No matter what Quel'dorei thinks, in the eyes of the queen, there is a difference between their behavior of breaking the land and sealing the border and Elisande usurping the king. There is no real difference.

In the eyes of the queen, they are all traitors.

Of course, so do we 'wild elves'.

The empress will never tolerate the existence of traitors. From this point of view, we are not involved in this war with peace in mind, Your Majesty Laike."

"Uh, don't use this title, it feels like calling me old all of a sudden."

The stinky pirate waved his hands "modestly", put down his wine glass, spread his hands and said:

"I probably understand the reason for your actions and what you mean. I have to say that your decision is very correct. If I were you, I would probably make the same decision.

But I guess you've overlooked a little bit about the cause of this war.

If you have watched the battle that took place today, you will know that the conflict between the Shal'dorei and the Quel'dorei cannot be bridged. The Nightborne want to get the Sunwell, but the Quel'dorei will not be so easy Give up your holy land.

Both are for survival!

What reason do you want to use to persuade the Sons of the Night to retreat? Or persuade the Quel'dorei elves to be more generous? Can you conjure a Well of Eternity that satisfies all cravings for magical experiences? "

This question made the three Kaldorei executives in front of them silent for a long time.

Finally, Malfurion sighed and said:

"Yes, Lord Laike, your question is something we cannot ignore, and before coming here we felt that we could convince them with the future and the common threat.

But after witnessing the unending death of both sides, I have lost confidence in this mediation. That's why we're visiting you tonight.

Perhaps the answer we can't find can be obtained from you? "

The pirate blinked at this answer, grinned, and said in a drawn out voice:

"But I'm not a pacifist, I'm a pirate, everyone, I like chaos, I pursue disputes, war is my cash machine, and destruction is my Colosseum.

I am not humble enough to tell the two of you that I secretly instigated Elisande's ambition for the Sunwell, and it was I who single-handedly cooperated with her in completing this deadly raid on the Quel'dorei.

It was I who led the situation to the present scene with my own hands, and I was the initiator of this war. "

Bo Laike raised his left hand, making a marionette motion.

He said:

"I feel like everything is under control right now, to put it simply, I haven't got what I want, I haven't played enough. You want peace?

Do not!

I don't give it to you.

unless"

The smelly pirate hooked his fingers at the three of them and said:

"You can satisfy my desire for benefits and my pursuit of treasures. You want an answer that breaks the game, don't you? I can give you a little dark wisdom for free.

listen!

The children of the night came here to carry out their conquests under the command of Elisande. You have to understand that when one person rules a city for ten thousand years, the obedience of others becomes a deadly tradition.

If you want the Nightborne to retreat, you must first knock out the culprit who has been agitating their ambitions.

I mean, you need to kill Elisande and let the Quel'dorei hold the Holy Land. Or kill Anasterian and help the Nightborne conquer to gain their goodwill.

yes!

You cannot bring about peace and eliminate the problems of war by yourself, but you can eliminate once and for all those who cause problems.

Although this cannot cure the root cause, it is completely enough to treat the symptoms. "

The stinky pirate put down his wine glass and picked up his pipe. When the first puff of smoke rose, he said softly:

"This is also one of my goals. In the past, others offered me rewards to kill someone. Today, I also experience the feeling of being a boss.

Go ahead, kill Elisande or the Sun King, and you'll have the peace you want.

And do you know what the best thing is? "

Bo Laike picked up his wine glass again, winked his eyes and toasted Malfurion and Tyrande and said:

"You can't be greedy and want everything. For peace, you must choose a side."

"That's not the answer we want."

Tyrande shook his head and said:

"Killing is not an Elune virtue, and choosing one side means we lose the other... Forget it, I probably shouldn't have pinned my hopes on seeking the advice of a Chaos Prophet in the first place.

Tomorrow morning, in the name of Kaldorei, we will invite the Grand Magister and the Sun King to discuss with the town where the war took place today.

If you have time, Your Majesty Bu Laike, I hope you will be there. "

"I don't have time, I want to sleep late."

Bu Laike immediately said no.

He said boredly:

"I'm not interested in hearing a ten-thousand-year-old woman pointing her nose and cursing. Well, I'm not talking about you, Your Majesty Tyrande, I'm talking about Elisande.

If she really comes to the appointment tomorrow, then you will be 'blessed'.

I guess you must be able to appreciate how elegant Salas language can be raised in terms of trolling. Seriously, in terms of 'linguistic art', Elisande is really the best I have ever seen The most talented guy ever. "

Having said that, Bo Laike grinned and said:

"You guys will definitely open your eyes. Then, I won't send you two off. Good night."

The pirate raised his wine glass, bid farewell to Malfurion and Tyrande who had stood up, and watched as the archdruid re-transformed into a beautiful and majestic moon wing form, and disappeared into the night with his wife on his back.

A few seconds later, Bu Laike looked back at Grand General Shandris Feathermoon. He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and said in a strange tone:

"What are you doing here? Are you planning to ask me about the secret art of 'Gong Dou'? No way, as General Yuyue, you can't even deal with a country elf girl in the emotional war?"

"Shut up, you stinky pirate with three tongues!"

General Yuyue waved her war bow unhappily, and she threatened:

"Don't sleep too hard when you go to bed tonight!"

"whispering sound."

The pirate looked Shandris up and down, and said disdainfully:

"Your figure is not my thing at all, don't come! I'm too lazy to spend time training you. Tell me, what are you doing here? Do you have any disagreement with your parents and want to express it?"

"yes."

Shandris looked around and whispered:

"My Mindor was bound by the Sisterhood of Elune and the will of the Faith, she couldn't make such a cruel decision, and my father always hated war.

He is occasionally pedantic, but he really wants to see peace.

But I am different.

I'm a soldier, I'm looking for victory, and Jarod reminded me of something before I came here. You just said that in the war on Que Isle, we have to choose a side, right? "

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

Bo Laike showed a meaningful smile, and he said to Shandris with a pipe in his mouth:

"So what exactly are you trying to say?"

"Can we take your side?"

General Yuyue raised her head, looked at Bu Laike with burning eyes, and she said seriously:

"We should be on the side of the victor, or in the words of you humans, if you want to win, you have to bet with the dealer. Although you try hard to create an image of staying out of the way, in fact you are also a party to this war, Right?

And, I'm curious, how many sides are there in this war?

I get the feeling that this war is only just beginning, and that even the Sunwell may not be the ultimate goal of this war. I get the feeling that you're promoting something that no one knows about, but is absolutely terrifying. "

"Tsk tsk, are you Shandris Feather Moon? Or is the Dreadlord in disguise?"

Bo Laike flicked his pipe and said:

"Did you accidentally find some strange fruit on Mount Hyjal, and after eating it, your IQ increased several times? If there is such a fruit, hurry up and bring me a few. My sister really needs this kind of brain-replenishing thing."

"Stop kidding! I mean it."

Shandris said seriously:

"You have to give me a word, Mr. Bo Laike"

"Ahem, I think you can no longer call me Your Excellency because of the unclear relationship between you and Jarod."

The pirate coughed and said:

"Your plan is very good, but unfortunately, my side is not open for betting business for the time being. You have to finish your own battle, this is your own choice, Shandris, this time I don't have to jump around for you Oh the chance.

Tsk tsk, speaking of it, you are much more qualified than your mother.

Want to be Queen of the Kaldorei?

Don't be shy, just say it.

If you want, I'll arrange it for you right away. "

(end of this chapter)