Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 30 29. The old business

Bu Laike lifted the soul-inducing lamp in his luggage, the pale light on it was a little weaker, and there was a slight tingling when he touched it, which represented that Hell was dissatisfied with yesterday's "hunting".

He was urging him to hunt more souls for Queen Hela.

Bo Laike curled his lips.

Tucao Hela is really a black hearted boss.

"Huh? Mr. Bo Laike? When did you come over again? Why didn't you talk?"

Little Taresa, who had recovered from the time flow, blinked her eyes, and she didn't realize at all what kind of thrilling things happened in the ten minutes of going backwards repeatedly just now.

Boo Laike wouldn't tell her either.

He just said to little Taresa with a relaxed smile:

"I gave the wrong gift."

He picked up the cut apple, shook it to the little girl, and said:

"This is what I tried last night. It is coated with herbs that can make people sleepy. I shouldn't have given this to you. When I first came here, thank the Holy Light, you haven't eaten it yet.

However, the gift is still to be given, on behalf of my apology. "

Bu Laike sat by the bed, and he said seriously to the immature girl in front of him:

"Well, at some point in the future, I'll help you as a reward for doing me a favor. Believe me, little girl, when that terrible time comes.

You will absolutely need my help. "

"But I don't remember that I helped you, Mr. Bo Laike."

Little Taresa frowned, and said to Bo Laike beside her:

"You're so weird today."

"No, you've helped, you just didn't know it."

Bu Laike chuckled lightly, and said hoarsely:

"I am very grateful to you, and, a good boy like you deserves a better fate, remember our agreement, when you are most helpless in the future.

do not forget.

You also have a friend who is an 'orc killer'.

And he owes you a big favor.

Well, it's time for me to go, it's time to do today's hunt. "

The pirate assassin waved to little Taresa, stepped into the shadows, and disappeared before the little girl's eyes. When he stepped out of this hut, something suddenly appeared in his mind.

Like a phantom memory, entangled with the original memory.

It should be that the Bronze Dragon had completed the "handling" of what should not have happened seven days ago. In the new memory, Bu Laike didn't kill the orc scout at all, and he escaped.

Therefore, there was no letter to prove his claim.

But he was still at Danga Locke Castle, where he met the Rangers of the Farstriders resting there.

He also had a conversation with Nathanos Maris, the two hit it off immediately, exchanged combat experience, hunted together, shared skills, and then parted ways.

Without the follow-up from that letter, Nathanos did not come to Dunholde Castle, but garrisoned at Dangar Locke Castle with his companions.

They will go directly to the Royal City of Lordaeron in a few days.

Bu Laike came to Dunholde Castle and contacted Major Bu Laike Moore. He also did not accept the invitation, but agreed to fight under his command, and the hilly area did not plan a counterattack against the orcs.

Everything is back to the normal world line.

The secret operation of Great Chief Orgrim will be discovered only half a month later, and at that time, it will be too late for Marshal Lothar to make strategic adjustments.

"It really isn't that easy to change history, especially with the intervention of the Bronze Dragon."

Bu Laike rubbed his forehead, digesting those illusory but real memories, he glanced at the character card, the rank of ranger is still there, and the power has not disappeared.

"That little girl dragon who likes to pretend to be a high elf won't let it go. Before she comes next time, I have to prepare. Well, if I remember correctly, her name should be Sefiel.

After more than ten years, he will be sent to Shattrath City, an outer domain that has become a broken world, as the spokesperson of the Bronze Dragon Legion in that world, which is equivalent to exile.

I don't know what kind of trouble she got into. "

The assassin thought so, but his feet were not slow.

He threw out the hook lock in the shadows, quickly ran silently over the low-rise residential buildings in the lower city, crossed the city wall more than ten meters high, and entered the hills.

Soon, he found a group of orc scouts quietly approaching the castle in the forest.

Bu Laike, who was hiding on the branch, squinted his eyes, grabbed Blade Fist and Werther's Leg, took a deep breath, and fell back when an orc approached.

In the silent assassination, the whole person was like a nimble monkey, standing behind the orc, and the blade fist gently pulled on his neck, blood spattered everywhere.

The scorching heat flowed into the body along the arm, and another mass of experience arrived, and was conveniently thrown into the soul lamp. The pale light became brighter, representing the joy of hell for the new soul.

The orc's body was dragged into the grass, and Laike, who had done a quick scavenger hunt, severed the head and threw it into the bag.

But then, after completing the warm-up, Laike did not end the battle with assassination. He glanced at the skill bar, and the "unlocked" behind the skill of Blade Dance of the Farstrider made him frown.

"Powerful combat skills must be familiarized quickly. Before the next trouble, I must master this skill. There is also this new talent 'far traveler', which is a bit interesting."

Bu Laike looked at the character card, and in the status bar, there was a strange entry:

Character Card: "Spirit Hunter" Drake Proudmoore (Laike Shaw)

Status: Mortal Body. Hell Envoy. Far Traveler - Lone Wolf

"This 'lone wolf' state probably means that I am hunting alone. It has indeed strengthened my perception and agility, and also slightly increased my damage. But if I hunt in groups, it may have a new state."

Rubbing his chin, Bo Laike thought:

"As expected of a hidden profession, just in this permanent state, it is already worth pouring experience into it, um, let's do this, before midnight today, raise the ranger class to level 5.

Counting the soul fragments that should be given to Hela, I have to hunt at least 15 orcs today.

Well, not too much, if you work hard, it shouldn't be difficult. "

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In the evening, Bo Laike returned to Dunholde Castle, feeling tired.

Today's hunting was not smooth, because he had to practice the sword dance combat skills, and it was no easier than assassination. When he was fighting the orcs head-on, he was slashed by a wolf cavalry.

Fortunately, he dodged quickly, but his chest was injured and was already bandaged. He needed to find the priest in the castle to heal him later.

This means that in Azeroth, a place with the energy of the Holy Light, the priests of the Holy Light who are good at gentle healing have great experience in treating skin trauma.

Only one healing technique is needed to speed up the healing of the wound. Otherwise, with his injury, he would have to recuperate for at least four or five days before he can continue his activities.

"Master! I'm here as promised."

When Laike came to his room, Auriden Perenold was already waiting there with a small bag on his back.

Seeing his figure, Bu Laike's eyes lit up.

He didn't answer, but just made a gesture, took Oridon into the room, and threw the little murloc with dry skin into the water in the big wooden barrel, letting it play happily in the water.

Then sat down on the chair.

Knowing Master Bu Laike's temper, Auriden didn't say much, and directly took out all kinds of things he brought from the small bag.

Two small bags.

A set of black leather armor, including breastplate, trousers, boots, gloves and a belt, is of fine texture, without extra decorations, let alone fancy dyeing.

It just looks old, but no obvious damage.

Bu Laike stretched out his hand and stroked the stacked armor in front of him. When his fingers touched, he found out the information of this armor:

Brotherhood of Masons Armor

Excellent quality

Set effect:

Strengthen attack. Strengthen defense. Strengthen endurance

Good guy.

In addition to the five parts of the armor with two entries each, the set also comes with an additional three reinforcement entries!

Although you need to wear one set to be effective, wearing this set of five pieces of leather armor is equivalent to two more pieces of equipment. It is indeed the best thing that Laike found after entering Azeroth.

Oridon, who was watching the changes in his expression beside Bo Laike, noticed the joy in the master's eyes. He immediately had a plan in mind and introduced:

"I got this set of armor through a friend. They came from an organization in the southern border of the mainland. They originally lived in the Kingdom of Stormwind, but now they have to move to the northern border.

I did him a favor before by getting a batch of supplies for his brothers. As a reward, he gave me his armor and said that he asked the master to make it in the Stormwind Kingdom.

But I'm a soldier, and I have my chain armor, which is more protective, so I keep it in storage.

My friend, although they used to be a group of construction workers, they are also bloody people, and now they have joined the army of the Stormwind Kingdom MI7, fighting guerrilla warfare against the orcs in Gilneas. "

"Ok."

Bu Laike looked at this suit of armor that looked so familiar. After a few seconds, he asked:

"That friend of yours is Edwin Van Cleef?"

"Ok?"

Oridan was really surprised now, he looked at Bo Laike suspiciously, and the latter waved his hand.

Say:

"The Third Fleet rested at Keelhaven in Gilneas.

I had heard of them in the taverns there, a brotherhood of stonemasons from the kingdom of Stormwind, skilled craftsmen forced to take up arms and fight the orcs.

These stories are widely circulated in Gilneas. "

"I see."

Orridon nodded, pointed to the two worn-out small bags and said:

"These two magic bags are not particularly good, but now that the war is in chaos, it is not convenient for me to contact the family in Alterac, so I can only use these two as a reward.

Master, don't be disgusted. "

"It's okay, I'm very satisfied with your efficiency, so I will pay you extra."

Bu Laike handed over the newly hunted orc head in his bag to the surprised Auriden. The young sergeant was already satisfied, and he was not ignorant of the quality of this sophisticated armor.

But the question is, a set of armor, how can it compare to your own bright future?

With the orc head generously given by the master, he is sure to become a major or even a lieutenant colonel after this battle!

Just like your own mentor, you have your own territory and army!

That is truly precious power.

Compared with power, giving away a set of armor that you don't need is really a low price. Moreover, building a good relationship with the orc killer in front of you will not do any harm to your future career.

"I still need such a good thing."

Bo Laike hung two small luggage on his waist, and he said to Oridan:

"If you can find something better, you can come to me anytime, and I'll pay for anything you need, as long as it's good enough, you don't have to worry about payment.

Whether it's an orc head, or something, or even helping you get rid of your thorn in your side I'm an assassin, Auriden, don't worry about saying this, it will make me psychologically stressed. "

"this."

O'Riden's eyes lit up, he really didn't think about this layer before, this will be pointed out by Laike, his mind immediately turned.

After ten seconds, he said softly:

"I was banished from the kingdom of Alterac by my family because one of my cousins ​​got in the way."

(end of this chapter)