Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 319 28. Noble Elf Sister Flower? Ha, the captain must like it, tie it up and take it away! ——【3340】

(Add more [8/15] for the prisoner brothers on the throne)

This is an ordinary night, for everyone in Suramar City, it is very ordinary.

It is no different from the past ten thousand years. It is so calm that people are not interested at all, and it is so dull that people are disgusted.

The city is still so beautiful and beautiful, the air is as pleasant as ever, and the Yongyue Market is still so lively.

But no matter how good the scenery is, after watching it for 10,000 years, it has already lost the feeling of heartbeat at the beginning.

If a human being was here, he would have gone crazy long ago.

But the Nightborne elves didn't. They didn't hate the city because they were tired of seeing it. On the contrary, this group of strange elves calmly accepted this life as light as water.

And in a different way, trying to find the factors that can make my eyes shine.

It was this city that protected them from the catastrophe 10,000 years ago, and it was Suramar City that protected them for 10,000 years. There is no better place in this world than Suramar City up.

This is heaven on earth.

"Have you heard? The Stryce family in the rich area held another hunting celebration last month. That family full of liars, hooligans, and thieves invited Miss Yuejun and many dignitaries to go Fox hunting."

Suramar City, on Astava Port at Circular Quay, a soldier of the city guard who was patrolling in a place where his boss could not see, stretched beautifully, and said to his companion who was secretly drinking magic wine Say:

"It is said that Ms. Elisande also participated. The great astrologer Etraeus Your Excellency almost captured the most cunning red fox Wapping."

"It's not fair!"

After his companion heard this, he immediately complained dissatisfiedly:

"Why can they go out of the city to enjoy? We have to patrol here every day. The Strys family has not contributed to this city but can win the favor of the great magister.

And those of us who devote ourselves to the city can only get a little salary every month.

Have you heard?

The quota of magic wine we will distribute next month will be reduced again, and the group of nobles are still having a banquet. Hey, they drink bottle after bottle of magic wine, and some people use magic wine to take a bath!

Hell. "

"What's the use of saying this? Who made your parents not become nobles under Queen Azshara?"

The complainer's companion looked left and right and joked:

"As for hunting in the city, the Grand Magister didn't tie your feet, as long as you're not afraid of being bitten to death by the Withered, you can go hunting.

Haha, in the end, the reduction in the magic wine quota is not a big deal.

Come, let me teach you how to get enough magic wine. "

This guy smiled, and walked to the pier with his companion, put on a serious posture, and shouted to a gondola woman who was delivering goods next to him:

"Hey! You, come here! Stop the ship for a temporary inspection."

The boat lady who was called seemed to be familiar with such things. She was wearing short clothes and turned the rudder to bring the boat dotted with magic lamps on the front and rear sides to the shore.

Then she watched as the two city guards walked onto her boat, lifted the old silk covering the goods, and took four bottles of freshly brewed magic wine from the wine box. ashore.

The boat lady watched this scene with cold eyes, and did not stop her plan.

There was even a hint of joy and sarcasm in the big purple eyes. The Grand Magister has been trying to control the production of magic wine, so as to force more people in the city to serve her wholeheartedly.

But even someone as wise as Elisande couldn't stop the smuggling of magic wine in private in the city.

The reason is not that the "rebels" are too cunning.

It is precisely because the city guards under the great magister are too corrupt, and because these guys will always try their best to get away some magic wine to enjoy themselves, this makes the "rebels" take advantage of the loopholes.

Doesn't the great magister know?

Do not.

She is very clear.

It's a pity that the more she knew about the corruption of the lower-level soldiers, the less she dared to investigate strictly. After all, the number of nobles like her was small. To control the entire city, these large numbers of city guards had to be the dogs.

But aren't the City Guards the Sons of the Night?

Don't the city guards have a magic addiction?

She has been reducing the magic wine quota of the city guards, trying to shake the mountain, but the more this happens, the more corrupt the city guards become.

There is no way, everyone wants to have a meal.

Changing to the Son of the Night version means that everyone wants to drink.

"Hey, there seems to be something under the water?"

The city guard soldier who took the magic wine was about to go back to find a place where there was no one to enjoy it, but when he left the boat, he glanced under the water and immediately froze in place.

His companion had already unscrewed the bottle cap and poured the wine into his mouth, enjoying the comfortable taste of the magic power mixed with the sweet and sour wine flowing into his body, but felt that the people beside him would not leave.

Then he looked back angrily, and saw his companion squatting down to look at the water surface, thinking that this guy was busy.

However, the moment he wanted to reprimand, the water surface around the entire pier immediately rioted, and amidst the frenzied roar of an underwater beast, a ferocious withered man jumped out of the water.

The hands that had degenerated into claws tightly strangled the city guard soldier's neck. Amidst his screams, the unlucky guy was dragged into the water.

In the next moment, the terrifying blood swayed underwater with the sound of tearing and chewing.

"what!"

Another City Defense Army soldier was terrified.

He backed away in horror, and the magic wine in his hand fell to the ground, staining his feet with purple stains. The aroma of the magic wine made the withered in the water even more violent.

In just a few seconds, more than a dozen withered ones rushed over from the water, with glaring bloody footprints, and merged into the frantic withered current behind them.

And on the spot, there was only one corpse of the Nightborn who had been disemboweled and drained of all the magic power in his body.

He fell in a pool of blood.

His head was only three steps away from his hollowed out body.

But those two things can never come back together.

Messed up.

The whole pier was in chaos the moment the withered army rushed up, and the place where the maddened withered, stimulated by magic power, was left with ruins.

Even the alarm crystals on the pier were roughly torn off by the group of mana beasts, and they were regarded as "delicious", devouring the magic in them.

And the gondola mother, who had witnessed everything, no longer had the calm posture she had before. She was shivering, shaking the rudder with weak hands and feet, and rushed towards the civilian area.

She just wanted to stay as far away from this dangerous place as possible, and now she just wanted to warn her friends.

The withered are rioting!

God, how did these monsters get into the city?

The ear-piercing magic sirens soon echoed throughout the dock area. The city guards made a massive move, but were defeated head-on by the berserk Withered. Chaos spread in this city that had been peaceful for 10,000 years.

The gondola mother anxiously sailing the boat into the Yongyue civilian area did not know that, only one step away from her, Bu Laike in the shadows was leisurely putting more than a dozen boxes of magic wine on her boat. Into the magic bag.

Bu Laike sat in the boat and looked out over the bay.

The magic barrier on the sea surface has been upgraded to wartime standards, and the sea water leading to the inner and outer bays has been completely cut off. Ten thousand years ago, the barrier was dropped because of the invasion of the Burning Legion.

Ridiculously, it was reactivated 10,000 years later, only because of a pirate.

"So, Bu Laike Shaw = Burning Legion?"

The thought rose in the pirate's mind, and he was amused by himself. This was definitely the funniest cold joke he could think of this year.

Be sure to write it down and tell Seifel when you go back.

——

"Huh? The city siren is going off? What's going on here?"

The magic warning that sounded in Suramar City was quickly transmitted to a seaside manor in the southeast corner of the city, which was completely isolated from the main body of the city.

It is connected to the Nighthold by a Tower Walk, but otherwise, it is completely independent of Suramar City and can only be reached by boat.

The most important thing is that this manor is located outside the magic barrier, which violates the taboo of Suramar City in a sense, but it also represents the power of the owner of the manor.

It belongs to Ms. Talisa, the most trusted magic advisor under the Grand Magister, but it will be here, not the owner of the manor.

It's two big nobles in the city who have a close relationship with Talisa's advisor, and they are here to discuss secret matters that cannot be known by others.

"Servant, go out and see what happened!"

After hearing the ear-piercing magic warning, in the main hall of the manor, a noblewoman wearing a gorgeous shadorei silk robe with a ruby ​​seal on her finger looked out the door.

But she didn't get up herself, but ordered the family servant outside the door to inquire about the information.

Then she turned her head and continued the conversation with the female elf who was sitting on the sofa opposite her and whose appearance was 70% similar to hers. She was holding a glass of "Millennium" magic wine in her hand.

The low purple wine reflected an intoxicating halo in the wine glass.

This kind of magic wine is not for drinking at all. This magic wine that has been stored for thousands of years is the best collection of nobles in Suramar City. It is perfect for displaying family heritage and wealth.

Opening a barrel at a banquet can make even the most difficult guests smile.

But right now, it is being used by the elf sisters for drinking, so it can be seen that these two are definitely not small roles in Suramar City.

"Annaris, my sister, I need your help."

The female elf nobleman with the magic wine said something in the oldest and most orthodox Salas language. This elf language was the language of the nobles in the ancient elf empire. After finishing a sentence, the tongue must be tied in at least nine knots.

But don't mention how elegant and refined it is, and don't mention how tiring it is to speak in this tone.

no way.

This is the heavy daily life of a noble family that has been passed down for more than 12,000 years.

Well, their tongues must be flexible

She looked at the other side without saying a word, but her younger sister, who was dressed in the same luxurious clothes as her, emphasized again with the extremely awkward aristocrat:

"My close friend Talisa revealed to me a crucial piece of news, the Grand Magister is selecting a new political advisor for her, this is the best chance for the Moon County family to return to glory.

I intend to compete for this position, and the Astava family has already made arrangements, and they will support me in the meeting in a month's time. But the Stryce family, full of robbers, liars and thieves, also wants to compete.

Last month, they held a very successful hunting ceremony, and Ms. Elisande is said to have treated the upstart family differently.

In addition to the troublesome Stries, the Mu Wan family seems to have taken action.

I know that you have a very close relationship with some members of the Muwan family, so I took this opportunity today to ask my close friend Talisa to borrow her manor and talk to you about it here. "

"I won't help you, Lilith!"

The nightborn elf sister named Anaris Yuejun sneered, and with the same elegant posture and tone, she picked up another glass of wine and said to her sister:

"The Muwan family invited me before, and in the name of the Yuejun family, I will support their patriarch."

"But I am the mistress of the Yuejun family."

Lilith Yuejun narrowed her eyes, raised her left hand, and showed the ruby ​​seal to her rebellious sister. She said:

"Father handed over the family seal to me back then, because"

"boom"

The internal strife between the two sisters ended before it even started. The servant who was sent to inquire about the news just now rushed into the manor with a face of panic, fell to the ground with weak legs, pointed outside and said:

"Master, let's go! A group of hairless monkeys rushed in outside, and green monsters, and trolls! I've never seen such creatures.

They have no ears, white and yellow skin, and they pilot ghost ships.

Now it has rushed into the manor and is attacking the guards, hurry up, master."

"boom"

Before the servant finished speaking, he was kicked unconscious by the butler assassin Moros who jumped out of the shadows. The undead butler in a black and white tuxedo held a blood-red dagger in his hand and glanced at the two elf ladies in front of him.

As expected of the eldest daughter of the Wannian noble family, Lilith Yuejun reacted very quickly. She got up and protected her flustered younger sister behind her. She grabbed her ceremonial cane and pointed it forward like a sword.

He yelled a series of words in Salas to the undead steward in front of him.

"Uh, this lady's Salas language is too old, sorry, but I don't understand it very well."

The old butler Moros was also a respectable man.

Being able to serve as Medivh's housekeeper, he must understand Salas or something, but the problem is that the awkward language of the great nobleman in front of him is too complicated, which makes Moros look helpless for a while.

But at least he understood part of it.

"The two are descendants of a noble family named 'Yuejun'? Ah, that's great."

Moros glanced at the dagger in his hand, put the thing back into the scabbard, and said politely to the two noble ladies in front of him:

"I've been worrying about Master Bo Laike's social circle.

He made friends with a group of dangerous people, which did not fit his status. Now that two real noble ladies joined him, it would definitely greatly improve the master's reputation and quality of life.

So, please forgive me for being rude and inviting you two to be guests on the Naglfar.

Two Yuejun ladies, please follow me. "

(end of this chapter)