Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 35 34. Bait

The two elves were bickering in the obscure Salas language.

Bu Laike understood and listened with great interest, and a lot of information was revealed in their conversation.

The two seemed to have a bad relationship, but they should actually be very familiar with each other. Bu Laike looked at the elf on the treetop, squinting his eyes, apparently recognizing that guy.

Welles. Deep Shadow.

The master assassin of Quel'Thalas, the diehard loyalist of Prince Kael'thas Sunstrider, and one of the prince's most trusted subordinates, is powerful, but his character does have some flaws as Halduron said.

Simply put.

Foolish loyalty.

"Okay, everyone, come here, what's the point of watching two young people fight?"

Elf Assassin Welles stood on a tree and shouted to the quiet darkness around him:

"Prince Kael'thas attaches great importance to this operation. I don't want to bring back a humiliating defeat for my prince. Let's talk about the plan while there is still time."

"There's no need to say anything, it's all set."

A slightly aged voice echoed in the darkness.

It was a woman's voice, speaking with an accent from the southern border of the mainland.

As Bu Laike looked back, wearing a black leather armor and wearing a mask to cover her face, the female assassin who looked very young was sitting on a stone less than ten meters away from him.

And judging by her appearance, she must have been sitting there for a long time.

The problem is, it's okay if Bu Laike can't sense it, even a powerful ranger like Halduron Brightwing can't feel it.

This has fully demonstrated that the strength of this silver-haired old woman is far above that of Halduron.

this is

Passonia Shore.

Thumbs up (commander) of the Stormwind Kingdom's SI.7, this may not reflect the identity of this old woman, so let's add another adjective.

The legendary assassin on the human side!

Beside her was a brown-haired young man about the same age as Bu Laike, who was also dressed in black, with a short knife and dagger on his waist, and had a dark demeanor.

No need to investigate, Bo Laike knows who this is.

Mathias Shore.

The grandson of the legendary assassin, the future commander of SI:7, the master assassin of the Kingdom of Stormwind, and of course, now, like Laike, he is just a fledgling.

The reason why he was not sensed by Halduron was probably because Pasonia wrapped him in her Shadow Cloak.

"There is really no need to say it again. The target has already set off, without any awareness, and is still rushing to Steinbrad."

Another deep voice sounded.

Appearing with the voice was a black-haired human, in his prime, wearing gray-black leather armor, cloaked in a coquettish manner, and Ravenholdt's veil.

There are two long swords around his waist, which are quite rare weapons for assassins.

Bo Laike also knew him.

Ravenholdt Manor Master Assassin, Farad, this guy is not as well-known as the previous ones.

But what he will do in the future is not low-key at all.

Excluding the factors of being fooled and used, this master Farad can be called the "black dragon savior". He will save the last pure-blooded black dragon prince in Azeroth more than 20 years later.

"Is everyone here?"

Farad, who appeared last, saluted the old lady Passonia who was sitting on the rock and was boringly trimming her nails with a dagger. The latter glanced at the people present with a calm face.

she says:

"Who else is not here?"

"We sent an invitation to the orc legendary assassin Garona Harf Eugen, who escaped from the battlefields of the Hinterlands, but the latter did not respond, nor did he kill our messenger.

It seems that the rumors of her separation from the Horde orcs are somewhat believable. "

Farad replied in a low voice.

As a result, Pasonia glared at her, and the old woman said coldly:

"I know the duke has been trying to recruit that half-orc bastard, but if you dare to mention the name of that kingslayer in front of me again, the duke won't be able to keep your tongue!

It's a good thing that bastard didn't come, otherwise what we're going to hunt today would not be just a legend.

Say something else. "

The Master Assassin shrugged, not intending to offend Master Pasonia, so he changed the subject sensibly.

Say:

"The Gnomeregan Secret Forces also sent an agent to support our operation. Her name is Kelsey Steelspark, an expert in explosives and traps. She has completed the arrangement of explosives at the operation point and is ready to detonate at any time."

"Ok."

Pasonia nodded and asked again:

"What about the others? I mean, the rest of us besides us, the unseen rats."

"General Gavinrad's decoy unit is in position."

Farad, like a ruthless reporting machine, said concisely:

"Prince Bronzebeard, Muradin Bronzebeard, who is responsible for the frontal attack, is already in place, and Archmage Mo Della of Dalaran will provide us with 'logistical support'."

"that's OK."

A legendary assassin like an old grandmother jumped off the stone. She stretched her wrist and looked at the lineup of assassins gathered in front of her.

She said in a shaky tone:

"If possible, I would rather let pure assassins like us do this, but war is war, and frontal attacks are not the area assassins are good at.

That's why today's action came about.

All right, folks.

You may or may not have heard of me, I don't care at all, and I'm not interested in introducing myself. I just want to tell you one thing, for the next three hours, you must follow my command! "

The old lady paused, and her eyes stopped on the most unruly elf assassin. The latter looked at her for a few seconds and then looked away. This performance made Pasonia quite satisfied.

She coughed and went on:

"About the goal of this operation, some clever people probably guessed that we are going to assassinate the chieftain of the Burning Blade Clan, Dal Triple Bloodblade, in the valley between Chillwind Heights and Steinbrad.

If possible, destroy all the Burning Sword Masters under his command by the way.

They've gotten us into too much trouble already.

The early information misleading was completed very smoothly. The old orc believed that an important person would show up in Steinbrad, and he had already rushed there with most of the elite of the Burning Blade clan.

You have all heard that in this battle, there will be a legendary warrior and an archmage to provide support.

They will entangle Old Dahl first.

And our task is to kill all the followers around him before Lao Daer breaks through the siege to get support, and then, with the shortest speed, kill the legendary sword master!

Who still has questions?

You can mention it now, ten minutes later, the action will begin!

At that time, whoever dared to talk nonsense, I will cut off his tongue with my own hands! "

"I have got."

Boo Laike in the crowd held out his hand.

In the eyes of others, Bu Laike did not choose to hide his doubts, he pointed to himself, Maris and Shaw behind Passonia.

He said:

"I can understand the meaning of this battle, and I can understand its danger. I will give anything to kill the orcs, and my only question is

In such a high-level battle, why are there three rookies like us? Are we going to take on some important task? "

"Well, that's a good question."

The old lady Pasonia smiled, and she was really kind when she smiled.

But what she said next was not so heartwarming.

"You are really precise in controlling your own strength, which is good. Young people should be like this, understand the limits of their own strength, and refrain from doing dangerous things.

But kid, I ask you.

Have you ever hunted? "

Hearing this question, Laike's expression changed.

Passonia smiled like a real old woman, and she said:

"Hunting takes bait, boy.

As you heard, our helpers set up a blast zone, and it's your job, the three rookies, and the other decoys sent out, to bring in as many Burning Blade masters as possible.

Old Dahl would never be fooled if I sent a master to carry out this mission. That orc is the most cunning and cautious master tactician I have ever seen.

Before the assassination began, any disturbance would make him aware of the danger.

But if it's just three rookies who strayed into the hunting ground

He will be more than happy to send out his elites to 'play' with you, especially if there is a popular 'orc killer' among them. "

Having said that, Passonia shook her head.

She said to Bu Laike just like her predecessors imparted experience:

"When you're an assassin, it's best not to be too famous, boy, fame is a heavy burden for us, and it will bring you a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Like now. "

"According to what you said, I am enough for the bait."

Bu Laike blinked and asked again:

"Did the two of them offend you?"

"That's not true. I'm not a public avenger."

The legendary assassin was very talkative, and patiently explained to Bu Laike:

"Nathanos Marris was invited in because of the opinion of his mentor, Ms. Sylvanas Windrunner, who pursues a cruel growth philosophy.

I think that my disciples need to go through honing to become talents.

As for my grandson Shore.

This is his shadow trial. "

Pasonia glanced at the expressionless Mathias Shaw beside her, and she said softly:

"We are the defenders of the Stormwind Kingdom, but we failed to fulfill our mission. The moment King Lane was assassinated on the throne by that bastard Garona, all the assassins in SI:7 were ashamed.

I'm already old.

My shame will follow me to my grave.

If Xiaoer wants to take over the heavy responsibility on my shoulders, he must prove his ability. It will be a long process to wash away the shame. Maybe one day, my grandson will stab the dagger into the heart of that bastard for me.

But now, his ability is only enough to be a bait.

So he, he has to finish the job, his first trial, like you two, get it? "

"understood!"

Bo Laike nodded.

He said:

"You either came here for a mission, or you came here to wash away your shame, but I don't seem to have found what I can get by desperately.

So, without offense, I'd like to claim ownership of the spoils if I'm still alive after the war.

After all, I am also a member of Ravenholdt now.

Our creed is to be faithful to the commission. "

"Well, what a character, boy."

Pasonia glared at him.

Say:

"As long as Lao Daer dies today, you will become a hero, you will gain fame, and you will get everything you want, revenge or something, isn't that enough?"

"As an assassin, being too famous is not a good thing. This is the truth you just taught me."

Bo Laike shook his head.

He said:

"So, I thought, I should ask for something more realistic."

"Hmph, sharp teeth and sharp mouth."

Pasonia rubbed her neck, and the silver-haired old lady snorted and said:

"With so many masters present, you still dare to make such a request. I hope your ability is as strong as your greed, but this request is not too much. If you invite people to work hard, you really have to pay.

But only those who survived are eligible for the spoils.

I like you very much, bold boy.

do not let me down.

Alright, everyone else rest, three baits, you can set off, Xiao Er will take you to the predetermined location, and finally remind you, when you are chased by a group of orc sword masters, don't get out of the shadows!

With your strength, once you are caught up by them

It only takes less than ten seconds, and you are finished. "

(end of this chapter)