Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 311 20. Look, I said she will cry, right? ——【2535】

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"Suramar City, the hometown of many heroes. Tyrande Whisperwind, Brother Stormrage, Brother Shadowsong, and even your Majesty Dath'Remar Sunstrider.

They were either born in this city, or fought in this city.

It is really a city of thousands of years of legend.

It's a pity that it has now been used as a nest by a group of rats who are willing to degenerate. "

Bu Laike rode his hell horse and galloped on the land and hills that had been abandoned for 10,000 years. From time to time, he overlooked the elven city shrouded in a purple magic sky, and expressed some very personal views.

Beside him is Lady Liresa Windrunner on her undead steed.

There is also Natalie, the ship doctor who was sent by the goblin aircraft, and the pirate dragon rides with the captain, but because she is a ghost, she is basically light and light, so that the mount does not feel pressure at all.

According to the description of Mrs. Villeny, the widow of the Nightborne, after her daughter was kidnapped by the Suramar city guards, she should have been sent to a place called Ty'anno.

There is an elf ruin in the mountains. After the War of the Ancients, it was used as the cemetery of Suramar City. Because the elves seldom die naturally, the frequency of use of the mountain cemetery is quite low.

Fortunately, it was not far from the Meridian ruins where the pirates found Villene, and it took half a day at most to ride back and forth on horseback.

"Continue with the question we were talking about about Grand Magister Elisande, mentor."

Bu Laike judged the direction, pulled the rein of the horse around a simple stone bridge over a river, and drove quickly towards the mountain road in front of him, then turned his head and remained silent to the side, obviously the mother of the windrunner who had something on her mind said:

"Based on what you know now, what kind of person is Elisande in your mind?"

"I don't know much about her. The only bit of information I got was from reading His Majesty Dath'Remar's diary and handwriting when I was young."

Ms. Windrunner replied curtly:

"She is like a stranger to me. All I know is that the great magister Elisande was deeply trusted by Queen Azshara during the ancient elf empire.

Commanding a fairly elite magic force, searching for the artifacts left by various creators around the world for Her Majesty the Queen.

When Azshara was tempted by demons to summon the Burning Legion into Azeroth during the War of the Ancients, Elisande made a very wise choice.

She didn't trust the devil, and she chose to abandon Azshara in the face of her stupid loyalty to Azshara and the survival of the world. "

General Liresa recalled the knowledge in her mind, and said softly:

"But the Grand Magister is not a righteous person. While she abandoned Azshara, she did not join the camp to save the world. She and her subordinates retreated to Suramar City when the war was at its height.

What happened afterward is unclear in His Majesty Dath'Remar's diary.

But that was basically the last time the city of Suramar and the Grand Magister appeared in history. His Majesty the Sunstrider had speculated that Elisande might have died in some dangerous force. "

Having said that, Liresa glanced back at the purple magic sky in the distance while running towards the mountains, and said with an exclamation tone:

"In His Majesty's diary, he recorded that when he left Kalimdor with the high elves, he also tried to find the city of Suramar, but he found nothing.

Who would have thought that this city would be pushed from the center of the world to this remote sea area in the big bang? It can last for another ten thousand years.

What an unbelievable miracle. "

"It's just that you don't know."

Bu Laike snapped his fingers and said:

"The moon priests and druids of the night elves, after the War of the Ancients, have been very clear about the location and situation of Suramar, and their natural holy land is on the Broken Isles.

But they didn't choose to tell Dath'Remar Sunstrider, but let you sail across the ocean and establish your own country on the eastern continent.

Those girls who live in the trees are not stupid.

They are probably afraid that you high elves, who are unwilling to give up magic, will join forces with the great magister of Suramar again, causing a magical disaster.

This kind of vigilance is understandable, but the way it is done is a bit unreasonable. "

Liresa didn't respond.

She is not a person who is keen on politics, and she is not interested in talking too much about the grievances between Kaldorei and Quel'dorei, which are all old things.

What's more, she was not born in that time.

During the time of her birth, Quel'Thalas had already been established.

To her, the conflict between the sages and Kaldorei was just a piece of history on the scroll.

"Then Captain, what do you think of that great magister?"

The ship doctor lady dressed in black was very interested in this topic, and she asked with a hood:

"You seem to know the elves and the history of Suramar very well. You must come to Suramar, and you must have your own purpose. You have your own position on that distant history.

Anyway, I'm idle now, so let's listen to it.

Think of it as an ignorant human like me, popularizing interesting knowledge that will not be taught in these history classes. "

"Ah, well, I don't really dislike Grand Magister Elisande."

Bu Laike shrugged and said:

"It was she who boldly used the Titan artifact full of arcane magic power in the Great War of the Ancients, built the mysterious Nightwell, and sheltered Suramar with that power.

It was she who kept the millions of elves in the city, and protected them from the troubles of the outside world, until now.

She is a savior, a qualified ruler.

He is even more powerful.

With the Nightwell fully charged, the Grand Magister's magical powers could easily reach that of a demigod. The narrow-minded Queen Azshara can tolerate such a traitor for 10,000 years, it is definitely not her kindness.

Of course, no one is perfect.

If you have to say that Elisande has any shortcomings."

The pirate tilted his head on the hell horse and thought for a while, organized his language, and said:

"She has ruled Suramar for 10,000 years, and that kind of rule has solidified into an instinct. Power seems to be innate, and she no longer listens to the needs of the people under her shelter and rule.

This is the same as on a ship. If a captain cannot realize the resentment of the crew and cannot meet their needs, then it is very reasonable to suffer mutiny.

No matter how much magic power Elisande had in her hands, it was not enough to distribute it equally to all the elves in the city in ten thousand years, so she adopted a very simple, direct, but stupid distribution method.

Among the people who originally obeyed her, a camp was forcibly drawn.

Whoever is loyal to her and who obeys her increasingly bloated administrative system can get enough magic power. offline.

No one wants to go hungry.

Oh, by the way, you may not know that the Nightborn like Virenni has been transformed into a strange life under the transformation of magic power for 10,000 years.

They don't eat, and only rely on a drink called "magic wine" to survive.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is to directly absorb magic power.

In Suramar City, whoever controls the supply of magic wine can control the power. From this point of view, Elisande is really not stupid.

The control of the Nightwell, the source of magic power, is firmly in the hands of the Grand Magister.

Her rule remains secure, but there are signs of rebellion.

Now it only needs a reason to incite the children of the night, and the Grand Magister and her henchmen will fall into a turbulent internal war. "

Speaking of this, Bo Laike glanced at Liresa secretly, and the latter had fallen into a strange silence.

The pirate's words seemed to be explaining the current situation of Suramar to Natalie, but when it fell into the ears of Windrunner's mother, it had a different meaning.

No matter from which point of view, the situation of the Nightborne and Suramar City is very similar to the current situation of Quel'Thalas, and it is simply carved out of a template.

So, will the high elves encounter the problems encountered by the night children in the future?

"Here we are."

Bu Laike's words interrupted General Liresa's thinking. She tightened the reins of the horse, turned over and dismounted, and followed the pirates forward through a half-collapsed stone arch, relying on the solidified spirit body brought by the cursed gold coin.

What appeared in front of them was an elf cemetery built on the mountainside, transformed from the ruins of a temple, with white tombstones erected layer upon layer on top of it.

Those buried here are all elves who died in the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago.

"In front, there is a hall around the cemetery. There are life activities in it. There are more than a dozen people and a group of children. The number is quite large. It seems that this is the stronghold for the Suramar City Guards to place the kidnapped children."

When the legendary ranger activated his perception, it was like invisible eyes swept across the huge dead cemetery halfway up the mountain, and locked on to the target in less than three seconds.

The pirate nodded, holding the hilt and dagger at his waist, and said to the others while sneaking into the shadows:

"I'll just go there alone."

"Ms. Windrunner, let's go to the bottom of the valley to have a look. There are some very 'fun' things there. Natalie will go with her, lest Your Excellency, Teacher, can't stand the stimulation, and the spirit body will collapse."

After finishing speaking, his figure disappeared in the air, and he sneaked towards the hall where the target was. A dozen or so Nightborne guards were nothing more than Suramar elites.

With Laike's now critical body, and his increasingly proficient combat skills, he can kill these guys quietly and easily.

After he left, Liresa Windrunner glanced at the valley under the elven ruins leading to the path ahead. She spread her perception suspiciously and found that there were some strange life forms moving under the valley.

Walking down the path, Ms. Natalie obeyed Laike's order and followed Liresa closely.

She wanted to know too.

After making such a big detour, the captain must show Windrunner what it is.

——

Ten minutes later, Bo Laike was holding a cute nightborne child in his arms, followed by a large group of rescued little elves with purple-gray skin.

Amid the loud cheers of the children getting the candies and being out of danger, he led the group of children down the mountain path to the valley.

He saw Liresa Windrunner head-on, shooting an arrow with his bow, and knocked down a group of weird elves wandering in the valley in front of him.

"Ah! It's the Withered!"

The little elf Connie, who was hugged by Bu Laike, screamed and shivered in the arms of the pirate Uncle. The other children also hid behind the pirate, poking their heads to see the massacre in front of them.

"That Aunt is amazing."

They exclaimed in Salas language, and got the approval of Bo Laike. The pirate reached out and touched the head of the nightborn child who was clutching his trouser leg, saying:

"General Liresa is the most powerful, she can kill all the withered wandering in Suramar by herself, with her here, these ugly monsters can't hurt you.

correct.

You should call her 'Grandma' and be a polite child, okay? "

"captain!"

Seeing Bo Laike appear, Natalie, who was observing a dead body, stood up immediately, her head raised, a serious expression shining under the hood.

Pointing to the corpse, he asked:

"These children of the night, what happened to them? Why did it become like this? After General Liresa saw them, she seemed to be insane. She seemed to have seen something terrible.

Her spiritual body is already very unstable, and I don't even dare to comfort her soul.

She. She was in great pain, as if she had foreseen some impending disaster or danger. Those things affected her emotions and made her have a tendency to self-destruct.

I can't understand this sudden outburst of emotion, is this related to some elf secrets? "

"Calm down."

Bo Laike calmly stroked the silver-gray hair of Connie in his arms, and looked at Liressa Windrunner who silently slaughtered the Withered in front of him.

He said:

"Ms. Windrunner is of course shocked, of course angry, of course she is horrified, because she has seen the future of her beloved country and people.

I remember you asking me if there were any plans to raid Quel'Thalas.

The answer is, no. "

The pirate snorted and said softly:

"Why plunder a doomed nation? Quel'Thalas is finished, and the high elves have gone too far on this path of self-destruction.

I don't need any heist plans at all.

I just have to be patient.

When Silvermoon City is reduced to ruins, shouldn't I be allowed to pick up the treasures there? "

As he spoke, Liresa Windrunner headshot the last Withered in front of him. The strong general dropped his war bow and knelt down among the corpses, covering his face and trembling, as if his spirit had been completely broken.

"Look!"

Bu Laike said to Sefiel, the first mate of the pirate dragon, who emerged behind him:

"I said she would cry, right?"

"You lost, remember to owe me ten gold coins."

(end of this chapter)