Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 206 25. An Aventure? Yan fart!

"I still think it's a bit too risky for us to do this. Looking at the dress of this chick, she might be a mage."

Under the darkness of night, a fearful voice sounded from the dark alleys of Dalaran City. It was a bit cowardly and suspicious, but he just started, when he was interrupted by another rough voice:

"If you're afraid, go back to the countryside! It was a mistake to bring you here."

"That's right, we managed to mix among the workers, sneaked into Dalaran, and we had to make some money before going back, the damned greenskins burned my farm, and my family was waiting to eat.

She is the best mage!

Who doesn't know around here, mages are the richest! "

Another voice chimed in.

The coward who spoke first was pushed and almost sat on the ground, but he didn't dare to resist, so he could only get up, lower his head, and continue to move forward with his accomplice.

In this alley, these guys in civilian clothes were carrying the chick who was unconscious from drinking at the bar and was still covered in vomit.

As they walked, they encouraged each other.

It doesn't look like a habitual offender.

Each of them spoke very hard, and they were actually trembling.

"Look, her bracelet is made of gold!"

A small guy took off the bracelet roughly from the girl's wrist, put it in his mouth and bit it, and said to his companions with surprise on his face:

"If you buy this thing, everyone in our village will get a lot of money."

"Keep your voice down! You bastard, if you provoke the mages, we're done!"

Someone else scolded him, and said:

"Hurry up, hide her where we live first, send her out of the city tomorrow, and release her after getting the money, or simply... what are you doing!"

Before the thoughtful guy finished speaking, he saw his accomplice impatiently stretching out his hand and touching the chick's neck.

But not for doing bad things.

"Look at her necklace! Made of precious stones, it must be very valuable!"

The guy's outstretched fingers were trembling.

Probably never seen such a luxurious pendant, and wanted to remove the sapphire pendant from the neck of the unconscious chick.

But before he touched that thing, a black shadow pierced over with a whoosh, and was stabbing at the guy's arm.

The blood spattered, and the pain made him want to cry out.

But before he could yell out, a person jumped out from the shadow behind him, and hit the guy's neck with a knife, causing his eyes to roll over and fall to the ground.

The gold bracelet with tooth marks in his arms also rolled out with a gurgle.

"I thought I ran into something evil, but I didn't expect it to be a group of little thieves, not only not skilled, but also far from knowledgeable."

Boo Laike, who followed them all the way, emerged from the floating shadows.

Holding the worn-out sword hilt in his left hand, he injected a little magic power into it.

The one-meter-long flaming blade bounced out with a "swish", burning blazingly, illuminating the darkness of the dark alley, and frightening the little thieves in front of them to tremble.

The guy pointed at by his blade raised his hands violently.

The ankle of the chick in his hand hit the ground with a bang, and several people almost threw the drunk chick out, but they didn't know how much she drank.

The impact didn't wake her up.

There were only five small thieves in total, one was stunned by Bu Laike, and the remaining four were frightened instantly.

When they saw that they were found doing bad things, they were all scared out of their wits.

I dare not say anything.

"You guys are really brave. You don't know anything, but you dare to touch a magic necklace. Aren't you afraid it will explode?"

Bo Laike glanced at the sapphire pendant around the chick's neck on the floor.

He could feel the fluctuation of magic power on it, but the chick in the robe was not a mage herself, and she didn't have any magic power on her body.

The pirate said helplessly:

"Besides, you can tell from her clothes that she must have something to do with the mage. You guys still dare to take risks, and you are still in Dalaran City. How should I evaluate you two?

Is it a guts?

Still impatient to live, so courting death? "

He looked at the four people in front of him and the unconscious guy.

They were dressed in shabby clothes, and they didn't look like residents of Dalaran City. Based on their conversation just now, they should be workers recruited by mages from outside the city.

Not all mages live in the city-state of Dalaran.

Since it is a city-state, there are naturally civilians living here, but in a place where mages are absolutely dominant, civilians are naturally excluded from the mainstream of the city-state.

Most of the areas where they were active on weekdays were in towns and villages outside the city. In the plain area by Lake Lordamere, there were many such civilian gathering areas.

Under normal circumstances, they will not have any intersection with mage masters.

However, Dalaran was attacked by a red dragon controlled by Dragonmaw orcs before, and the city was a little damaged. Naturally, some workers need to be recruited to repair it.

Noble masters, masters, will definitely not wipe the mud by themselves.

"grown ups."

The leader of the four farmers saw that the situation was not good, and saw that Bu Laike was dressed as a merchant, not like a mage in the city, so he gritted his teeth and boldly said:

"We can't do it either.

When those greenskins attacked here, they burned all our farms, and the mages in Dalaran city are supposed to protect us, and we pay them taxes every year.

But they don't.

We are penniless now, and the whole family is waiting to eat, just relying on working for the mages, we can’t support us at all, neither are we.”

"Well, the classic bad guy's rhetoric is that you are forced to do bad things."

Bu Laike waved his hand, put away his weapon, and helped the chick on the ground.

Well, she has a good figure, she is covered by a wide robe, but I didn't realize that this little girl has such a figure. And she looks pretty good, very handsome.

It's a pity that she is an alcoholic, and she can tell by the smell, this chick has drunk a lot tonight.

The alcohol capacity is not bad.

He helped the little girl who was struggling to stand, and said to the people in front of him:

"I'm too lazy to talk to you, and I'm not interested in upholding justice. I just saved you once. God knows what will happen after the magic necklace is activated.

get out.

You better hope this chick is drunk enough to not remember tonight.

Otherwise you will be in big trouble. "

Seeing that the guy in front of him didn't intend to continue to pursue the matter, the four foolish farmers immediately thanked him a thousand times, and they were about to leave with their stunned companion.

But they didn't take a few steps before they were stopped by Bu Laike.

"Hey."

The pirate looked disgusted, and held the little girl with vomit in his arms with one hand.

He said to the four farmers:

"You just said that the farms near here were burned by orcs, and you are in urgent need of money to support your family? Are there many displaced people like you?"

"Many, several towns are starving to death now."

The bolder farmer replied bitterly:

"The kings are going after the greenskins to fight and take revenge. We don't complain, but they also took food for the army, and now the farm is gone.

us"

"Well, interesting."

Bu Laike blinked his eyes, ignored the farmers who were temporarily foolish because of the embarrassment of life, turned around and walked into the dark alley.

After a few minutes.

"Ding"

Two gold coins were thrown on the bar of the largest hotel in Dalaran, "Magic Hotel". Bu Laike supported the drunk chick and said to the bartender in front of him:

"Open a room, and then help me, a little drunk, send her in. She should be a local, and she should be related to a certain mage in the city. I'll leave it to you.

is that OK? "

"Of course, sir."

Those who can open hotels in Dalaran are businessmen who often deal with mages.

The bartender knew the situation as soon as he saw the robe on the chick.

He called a waitress and helped the chick to the second floor, but when he turned around, Laike was nowhere to be seen.

——

"What the hell kind of an affair is this? Is it just so random to realize your wishes in this little pond?"

At the Wishing Fountain, Bo Laike, dressed as a merchant, kicked against the pillars of the pond.

He cursed in a low voice:

"That little drunk is still a minor, bastard!

I knew that you gods and ghosts were unreliable at all! Or go to Quel'Thalas someday, bring back a few elves, and imitate my old man's lofty ambitions. "

After cursing, the pirate straightened his collar and looked left and right, right next to the Wishing Fountain, looking left and right at the different signs of the shops on both sides.

"Battle Witch, not this one! Magic weapon, uh, I went there just now, and it's full of bluffing garbage. Brilliant grocery store, um, this is it."

The pirate looked at the inconspicuous small shop next to him, and stepped forward with a suitcase in his hand.

Pushing open the door, the small doorbell on the door vibrated, it was already dark, and a young red-haired male employee in the store was taking a nap in front of the counter.

After being awakened, he rubbed his eyes and looked dissatisfied at the customers who walked into the shop.

"Hi Jack, how are you doing?"

Bu Laike asked the young man in front of him.

The latter looked at him suspiciously, but didn't answer. He put his left hand under the counter, probably clasping some kind of weapon fixed there.

The pirate didn't waste time either, and waved his hand.

The assassin badge spun and landed on the table in front of the employee. The latter froze for a moment, quickly and dexterously put away the badge to identify it, and winked at Laike again.

He led him into the small living room next to him, and closed the door cautiously.

It was only then that he said:

"Since you showed up in Booty Bay a few days ago, many people in the organization have been inquiring about you. But few people can imagine that the famous 'orc killer' has come to Dalaran."

The intelligence agent named Jack brought Boo Laike a cup of tea and said to him with a touch of respect:

"Mr Bo Laike, there is something I must tell you.

After you reappeared, Ms. Passonia gave orders to the intelligence points in northern Xinjiang. If we meet you, we will inform you to join the Alliance in the pursuit of the Horde as quickly as possible. "

"Grandma Xiao?"

Bo Laike held the teacup elegantly, and said to Ravenholdt's intelligence agent in Dalaran:

"Please take a word to Granny Xiao for me, I may have little time to participate in the upcoming decisive battle, I have other important things to do.

If she has questions, please ask her to contact the Church of the Holy Light directly and ask His Majesty Alonsus Faol about my work. Also, please prepare a safe enough magic safe for me.

I have a gift to present to His Majesty Faol. "

"Your request will certainly be granted."

Jack replied decisively, and turned to go to his shop.

A few minutes later, a black magic suitcase marked with a League of Assassins dagger was delivered to Bo Laike.

The pirate took out a dark red crystal-like eyeball from the ordinary suitcase in his hand, and put it in the magic suitcase in front of Jack.

"It's... ah, sorry, I shouldn't have asked, this is not in line with the Assassin's rules."

Jack watched this scene curiously, and he glanced at Bo Laike, and when the latter closed the suitcase, he still couldn't help asking curiously.

"It's nothing, Jack. Those rules are for outsiders. In our organization, there is only one rule for all Shadowwalkers.

The stronger you are, the freer you are. "

The pirate glanced at him and said in a low tone:

"This is the Eye of Gul'dan. The relic from the Orc Warlock is also his death certificate. It is also the reason why I disappeared for so long. You can report it to the organization truthfully.

Yes, as you can see.

While Ravenholdt was doing nothing in the war, I made another glorious hunt and slew another legendary orc.

If the lives of two orc legends can't be exchanged for the title of 'Master Assassin', then I really want to consider quitting this corrupt, incompetent and bureaucratic organization.

What do you say? Jack. "

(end of this chapter)