Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1645 13. Bu Laike's little fan +1

Jarod Shadowsong, the legend and soul figure in the later period of the Elven Empire and the history of the Kaldorei, the absolute C who shined brilliantly in the War of the Ancients, and is also very likely to be the most powerful Azeroth ever commander.

The legend of this guy includes but is not limited to, after the assassination of Lord Kutalos Ravencrest, he shouldered the position of the leader of the anti-magic alliance, and united dragons, demigods, nature families and high-ranking soldiers with his own personality charm. All the warriors, including the Ling tauren, bravely resisted the Burning Legion commanded by Maronus the Destroyer and Archimonde the Polluter.

His command art on the front line accurately held off the demon army returning to the Well of Eternity, buying enough time for the Stormrage Brothers' desperate gamble.

In the final stages of the War of the Ancients, Jarod faced Archimonde's tormenting spells and persisted until the Well of Eternity exploded.

It can be said that if there is no commander in front of him who looks gentle and elegant but actually has a tough mind and a deep chest, the story of the battle of the ancients and even today's Azeroth will be rewritten by irreversible disasters.

In addition, this guy is a very personable and stylish person.

After the War of the Ancients, he has an overwhelming reputation among all the tribes, and if he has a little thought, he can easily become the king of elves.

At that time, even the high elf nobles like Dath'Remar Sunstrider were very convinced of Garald's meritorious deeds, but after this guy was almost killed by Illidan during an inspection, he took his wife and retreated decisively. The supreme power of the elves was handed over to Marifao and his wife.

In addition, Garrod is not only first-rate in combat skills, but also quite accomplished in love.

After he and his wife retired, he was still remembered by General Shandris Feathermoon, commander of the Silverwing Sentinels. Just like Ms. Maiev, this relationship lasted for 10,000 years before there was a new development not long ago.

In every way, anyone who has heard Garrod's story will adore him, and the courage, wisdom and high personal morality displayed in his high-light moments are amazing.

Unfortunately, in order to stabilize the Kaldorei's rule, the Sisters of Elune did not publicize Jarod's deeds under Maiev's suggestion.

Especially after Dath'Remar Sunstrider led the high elves to break with the Kaldorei, Jarod's story was hardly known to the new generation of elves.

It wasn't until the news of the demon's comeback was confirmed not long ago that Garald came out of the mountain again under the personal persuasion of General Shandris and "sleeping clothes".

It was also at that time that Kaldorei's propaganda machine was in full swing.

In just a few months, the truth of the War of the Ancients spread throughout the world, and Jarod Shadowsong's legendary commander became known.

This is to make it easier for a commander like Jarod, who has won victories against demons, to control the coalition forces of all races in subsequent wars, but for a person who can regard the throne of the "King of Elves" as a burden, Jarod Shadowsong was also troubled by the side effect of the high reputation brought about by this kind of vigorous publicity.

This is one of the reasons why he, as the commander of the anti-magic alliance, took the lead in coming to the dangerous world of Argus.

Compared to traveling around the world and chatting with kings, chiefs and priests, the very pragmatic Jarod hopes to do something more meaningful to the war.

As for uniting all races, it is obviously more appropriate for the priests of the Sisters of Elune who are more eloquent to do it.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Garrod may have come to Argus for some other purpose. For example, this legendary elf who is famous all over the world is walking around Laike with him in a familiar and almost "coquettish" attitude. say.

"Brother-in-law, you left without saying a word, which really makes me feel sad.

Especially when you promised to protect me on the battlefield, but you didn't show up when the Defiler threw its evil magic on me and tried to break my will

At that time, I almost despaired. "

Jarod laughed and said to the bewildered Bo Laike:

"But fortunately, relying on your protection of my soul, I finally survived Archimonde's torment, and I have also seen with my own eyes the victory you promised us.

Although my sister is very sad about your departure, I know that she has always been proud of you, especially when you took a manly farewell and romantically faced the fallen god on the other side of the demon star sea.

From then on, I made up my mind to be like you! "

"Huh? What? You're going to be a pirate too?"

Bo Laike snorted and responded with a pirate joke.

He has complicated senses about the bearded elf in front of him, who looks very mature and vicissitudes, but has an imposing manner.

On the one hand, he knew that he must have had a good relationship with this guy 10,000 years ago, and from a legal point of view, Garald was indeed his "brother" after he and Maiev made a private decision for life.

But on the other hand, Garrod's Bo Laike is not the real him.

To be precise, that is him in the future, and the current him doesn't know much about the legendary elf commander in front of him, whose eyes are shining with admiration.

This situation made the pirate once again feel that he was in an embarrassing situation shrouded in the shadow of his own greatness, and he, who was always eloquent, would also become a little stupid now.

Jarod seemed to see Bo Laike's embarrassment, he laughed and said to the pirate:

"I knew that our first meeting would be very weird. In fact, I was planning to meet you in Suramar before, but my sister drove me away.

She said you are not the person we remember yet.

But I know, it's just that my sister wants to spend more time alone with you.

I didn't expose her tricks, judging from the miraculous deeds you did in Azeroth, you are the Bu Laike Shaw in my memory.

The omnipotent prophet in black.

It is you who taught me a lot, my dear brother-in-law, without your encouragement, I would never have been able to persevere in the situation ten thousand years ago. "

Having said that, Garrod smiled a little embarrassedly, and whispered to Bo Laike:

"They don't know that at least 70% of the victory in that battle is on you.

It was you who helped us convince the dragon, you who summoned the demigods, you who found the mighty Huln Highmountain, and it was you who told me about the flaws and weaknesses of the demons.

I can't take all the victories into my hands with peace of mind, it makes my conscience uneasy.

So as you predicted, I took Sarah Hill into seclusion and asked the Sisters of Elune not to promote me too much, but not this time.

If we can win this time, then I will let the whole world know what you secretly did to win.

Those applause and cheers, all that honor and glory should be yours. "

"Ugh, I appreciate your thoughtfulness, but I don't really need that."

The pirate sighed. He pointed to a fallen petrified tree next to him. He sat there and waved to Jarod, letting his "brother-in-law" sit beside him.

He picked up his pipe, looked at the rolling darkness around him, and whispered:

"My purpose of coming to Argus is actually very selfish, you should be able to guess my thoughts."

"I know, it's for my sister."

Garald didn't seem to have any psychological burden on this matter. He brushed his long elf hair and looked around again. Then he lowered his voice and said to Bo Laike in a serious manner:

"Actually, I have known this for a long time. About your parting and the sadness you hide in your heart, my dear brother-in-law, I felt it when we first met."

"Ok?"

Bo Laike glanced at Jarod next to him, and he said:

"Did I tell you this?"

"No, but I can feel it."

The pirate's brother-in-law shrugged his shoulders solemnly, and said with emotion:

"When my sister took you back to the manor for the first time and introduced her mysterious 'boyfriend' to me, I could feel the subtle feeling when you get along with my sister.

You are obviously very strong, unfathomably powerful, but you are always inseparable from your sister, and you always try your best to satisfy all your sister's ideas.

It's like a walking 'wishing machine'.

That feeling has surpassed love at first sight, it is more like a kind of compensation and compensation. Later, as we experienced more and more things together, I began to gradually understand your feelings.

Especially with that pain reflected in your sister's eyes every time you see her smile.

I'm not smart enough though.

But I can understand that feeling.

Especially after you left, during the 10,000 years when my wife and I lived in seclusion, every time Sarah Hill suffered from illness, I could understand your feelings more and more.

You must be very sad, but you still have to show a reassuring smile while holding back your sadness.

You must have lost her in the future, but I didn't see you despair apart from the pain, so I knew that you still had a way to save her.

I'm sure you can do this incredible thing.

You are omnipotent in my heart.

Actually, although it’s not appropriate for me to say this, I don’t think you need to feel guilty or sad about it. For us elves, a short parting is not a bad thing.

Because every reunion is a surprise. "

Jarod propped his hands on the wood beside him, looked up at the gloomy fel sky above his head, which was completely different from Azeroth, and said softly:

"I think my sister thinks the same way, she's just too shy to tell you what's really on her mind.

You gave her the best, so that she could look forward to tomorrow every night and every moon in ten thousand years of solitude.

that is hope

You might think it would be terrible to keep your sister waiting for ten thousand years.

But this is not the case. From the perspective of the elves, it is actually a wonderful experience to face a long and boring life with anticipation.

brother-in-law

I can feel that you are very upset at this moment.

Although you appear to be comfortable, you are trying to do something that you are not sure of. For people like you who are used to being in control of everything, this is a very dangerous signal.

This means that you are out of your home field and trying to step into a field that you are not familiar with.

Need me to give you an advice? "

"Say."

Bo Laike snorted.

He exhaled smoke from his nostrils and stared angrily at the guy beside him.

This guy talked a lot, and the pirates suspected that Jarod might also have some weird abilities, such as being able to accurately sense the mood of the people around him.

But the strange thing is that after Garald said so much, the pirate didn't feel offended or disgusted.

It may have been the friendship, past or future, that allowed Laike to tolerate Jarod Shadowsong guessing his thoughts again and again.

For a guy who is good at playing tricks, Jarod has not been beaten up by the stinky pirates or turned into a big fool, which fully demonstrates the kindness of the pirates to him.

"Don't be tied down, brother-in-law"

Jarod grinned and said:

"Using your words, that's not cool at all. Girls won't like men who are timid, and if they are destined to separate, they can't forget the chic farewell kiss.

You'll get her back anyway.

You once predicted to me that you would have an infinite future with your sister. I believe you can do it, although I can't figure out how you should do it. "

"Well, this is great, a pot of sour chicken soup from elves from 10,000 years ago."

Bo Laike read with a blank face, took off the pipe again, and said to Garrod next to him with his fists moving:

"Fortunately, I was still expecting you to bring me the wisdom of the conqueror. I didn't expect you to waste a few precious seconds of my time. Maybe I should have a 'real conversation' with you."

"Uh, cough cough, the commanders are waiting for me, look at me, I get carried away when I meet an idol I admire, oops, I have wasted too much precious time."

Garrod jumped up with a whoosh, made a serious gesture, coughed twice and said to Bo Laike:

"Well, brother-in-law, I won't bother you anymore.

I went there first to meet with the commanders. If we want to complete the final sniper attack on the Burning Legion in Azeroth in the future, then the war on Argus is the best war rehearsal.

I must seize this precious opportunity to run the coalition forces of all ethnic groups into the perfect joint state as possible. This will definitely be very busy.

Well, brother-in-law, see you next time. "

After finishing speaking, the elf commander showed that bright smile again, waved to Bu Laike, and walked quickly to the Kroku camp under the protection of several watchmen.

Bu Laike watched him leave, and didn't hit his bad brother-in-law. He sat on the tree where he was, maintaining the posture of rising smoke.

It wasn't until Archbishop Mograine came to urge him to leave for Mac'Aree that Braike stood up from the fallen tree where he was.

He took a deep breath, moved his body, and under Mograine's gaze, he returned to his previous heartless and evil look.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

The pirate provocatively said with a pipe in his mouth:

"Your eyes look like a fool trying to pierce the heart of the ancient god, do you need me to open my dark heart to you enough? Archbishop.

Are you ready for your soul to fall into the abyss forever? "

"Don't be so aggressive, Boo Laike."

Mograine shook his head, and after a few seconds, he said:

"If you feel bad about it, you can actually cry it out. I have seen too much destruction and tragedy, and I won't laugh at you for it."

"Well, that's what you said."

The pirate raised his head with a grin, and swirling purple halos danced in his eyes.

A few minutes later, Captain Faria watched dumbfounded as the weeping Archbishop Mograine walked back behind the expressionless Bo Laike.

She rushed over nervously to support the War Archbishop who kept wiping away tears, and she yelled at Bu Laike:

"Evil fellow, what have you done to our commander?"

"Well, man, it's not a sin to cry."

The pirate twisted his mouth, and waved to the group of Little Stars who were ready to travel. He turned his head and rolled his eyes at Faria, saying:

"Archbishop Mograini wept bitterly because he could not bear the grief in his heart because he had seen too much destruction and tragedy.

Do not worry.

No one would laugh at him for that. "

(end of this chapter)