Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 484 37. I heard that you have many collections.

Azeroth is a world with a long history of civilization. Although the farthest history that humans have come into contact with is only in the period of the glorious elf empire, but those who know the knowledge know that the elf empire is just a more conspicuous part of the turbulent civilization of Azeroth. that.

Speaking of a long history, the trolls who are doing miserably today have something to say.

Before the trolls, there were mysterious dragons and titan creations walking on the earth in the wild age. Earlier in the barbaric era, there was still an era of dark empires dominated by the ancient gods and elements.

Even before the Dark Empire, there were still some Old Ones who left their mark on Azeroth.

Therefore, doing archaeology in Azeroth is a very promising and "money" job. Spellcasters who are rich and seek knowledge are willing to pay for these ancient artifacts that may lead to amazing discoveries.

However, at present, the archaeological circle on the Eastern Continent is basically monopolized by the dwarves who are keen on digging around the world.

These muscular sticks have passed down a rather ancient saying. They believe that dwarves were created by the gods, and the gods must have a purpose in creating dwarves.

The dwarves have forgotten their noble mission in the circulation of civilization, which is the main reason for the civil war among the dwarves.

If they want dwarven civilization to stand on the land of Azeroth again, they must find their own civilization mission. Driven by such ideas, the dwarves established their own exclusive archaeological organization a long time ago.

It's called the Society of Explorers.

This organization was established hundreds of years ago. The initial members were a group of old dwarf miners who were keen on digging. Later, when digging around the world, they also absorbed adventurous dwarves and humans to join.

It is said that there are members of the Kaldorei night elves in the Explorers' Guild.

But this is a rumor, at least in many excavation sites in the Eastern Continent, no one has ever seen an elf.

The Explorers Association has a great reputation, not only for its professionalism and excellent awareness of cultural relics protection, but also because their honorary leader, Brian Bronzebeard, is the prince of the Bronzebeard dwarves of Ironforge.

That energetic old dwarf is a well-known explorer and writer. Unlike the two big brothers with super high military values, he is not good at fighting. He likes to explore the mysteries of history since he was a child.

Many human businessmen who joined the Explorers' Association were actually running to get in touch with the dwarven royal family.

Too bad old Brian wasn't interested.

He would rather take the archaeological team to investigate the wild land of Kalimdor than drink and have fun with those merchants.

However, the dwarves all have their own archaeological organization, so the Quel'Thalas elves, whose history of founding a country is much longer than the dwarves, must have a corresponding organization.

The archaeological organization of the Quel'dorei is the Society of Relics that Laike is meeting today.

Their style and the League of Explorers are two extremes.

These elven archaeologists are low-key and well-trained, more a paramilitary organization than a professional discipline. Moreover, the Society of Sacred Relics has never advocated the concept of protecting cultural relics, which can never go wrong in any occasion.

Their starting point for searching for antiquities is very simple, even very utilitarian.

It is to find magical artifacts of various races that can be used in the dust of history to strengthen Quel'Thalas' combat readiness.

Occasionally, some magical items they find are sold in the circle of elf nobles in exchange for money to keep the organization running.

According to gossip, the Society of Relics is secretly supported by the Silvermoon Council of the High Elves.

Those casters are interested in all knowledge, and they don't want to see the gods get dusty.

The leader of the Society of Relics, the high-ranking investigator Tae'theran Bloodwatcher was also a noble elf, and his family was the first group of spellcasters to follow Dath'Remar Sunstrider to Quel'Thalas.

He is also extremely influential in the political circles throughout Silvermoon City.

If it weren't for the relationship of the Golden Sword family, Gina Golden Sword, Aunt's connection in the Silver Moon Council, and Laike, a mere human pirate, it would be impossible to get on line with such a low-key and mysterious organization.

In the early morning of the next day, on a desolate island at the junction of the seas of Quel'Thalas and Lordaeron.

The pirate got up early in the morning, and this club is taking its little murlocs to do morning exercises on the island. In fact, it's just jumping and jumping, and pulling up the bow, shooting fish in the water at a distance of several hundred yards .

This island is the place where the two sides agreed to meet.

Just before eight o'clock in the morning, a portal opened behind the pirates and the murlocs. A tall, thin elf in a red robe, with a long hood and holding a golden ornate staff passed through the portal. out.

Very punctual, perfectly in line with the style of the Quel'dorei elves.

"Well, I thought His Excellency Bloodwatcher would come over in person."

The eye of Keir Rogge on the pirate's shoulder rolled over, and he said with a lack of interest:

"I have prepared a lot of things, and I need professionals to appreciate them."

The elf behind him is just a messenger.

But still a "professional" as the pirates said.

As soon as the latter appeared, he looked up and down on Laike. For a few seconds, his gaze stayed on Laike's cloak, weapon and chain around his waist respectively.

Eventually, that gaze fell on the amulet hanging from Bo Laike's chest.

The movement of his gaze was caught by the pirate. He came back to his senses, and showed his outfit to the envoy, and gave the latter a thumbs up, saying:

"Professional indeed! Come on, talk about business, you have to understand, I can't stay here any longer."

"Well, the Institute of Relics also advised His Excellency Bu Laike not to stay in Quel'Thalas any longer. What happened on the coast of Eversong Forest last night has alarmed the Sun King."

The hooded envoy spoke clearly with a pure Quel'Thalas nobleman's accent:

"If you need, you can use our portal to leave. We are happy to provide this service for distinguished guests."

"Ha, you guys are really brave."

Bo Laike took out the flagon from his waist and twisted the lid off.

This action made the emissary's eyes twitch. He stared at the evil skull jug in Bu Laike's hand, and said:

"The jug in your hand should have a history of at least five thousand years, right? It's a pity to use such a magical relic as a daily drinking utensil."

"Five thousand years? Huh?"

The pirate pouted and said:

"I'm starting to doubt your professionalism. My jug is seven thousand years old. Have you heard of Zemlan?"

"Zandalari Pirate King?"

The emissary, who was well-read and knowledgeable, immediately replied with his eyes shining:

"Your jug ​​comes from the legendary great pirate? He also looted our ancestors and forced His Majesty Dath'Remar to sign a humiliating agreement.

Be sure to trade his relics to us.

These things are of great significance to the Sun King family. "

"Uh, forget it."

Bo Laike shrugged, took a sip from the wicked skull flagon, and said:

"I use this set of things very well, and I have no plans to sell it for the time being. I am a very straightforward person, and I don't hide from you. I met you today to see your 'professionalism'.

I made it very clear in my letter to you.

Those priceless 'cultural relics' are all stored on my island. If you are interested, send someone to me with money, and someone will welcome you. "

"That's why I'm here, Lord Bou Laike."

The messenger nodded, and said to the pirate in a tone of conveying instructions from his superiors:

"Our leader, His Excellency Tae'theran Bloodwatcher, attaches great importance to your invitation. But he is very busy now, so he sent me to ask you a few questions.

First of all, the cultural relics mentioned in your letter, do you mean pure cultural relics, or powerful magic items? "

"Does this make any difference?"

Bu Laike asked rhetorically.

The messenger patiently explained:

"This question is very critical. It is related to the grade of the envoys we are about to send. If it is just an ordinary cultural relic with historical value, then we can send an archaeologist there.

But if it is an artifact of great magical power, it must be taken seriously.

We are different from the group of neurotic dwarves who are aimlessly digging around the world. The Sacred Relic Society has a complete and efficient course of action since its establishment. "

"Well, professional!"

The pirate sighed again.

He hooked his fingers at the little murloc under his feet, who took a troll voodoo doll from his belt and threw it over, and Bo Laike threw it to the elf messenger on the opposite side.

He said:

"Is this kind of thing 'valuable' in your eyes?"

"Hold on."

The emissary put on a pair of black gloves, and used a very professional technique to observe the voodoo doll in his hands, and injected magic power into it.

A total of seven or eight steps were used, but I just didn't know what was going on anyway.

After several minutes, the messenger handed back the voodoo doll and said in a regretful tone:

"The figure has high historical value.

For archaeologists who specialize in the history of trolls, it should be taken seriously. But its voodoo magic is too crude, with almost no artistic value. It should be a good prop for the voodoo identification class of the magic apprentices on Sunstrider Island.

We'll buy items like this.

But you need to understand that it belongs to the kind of dispensable leftovers, and the value will not be very high. "

"What about this one?"

Pirates were not disappointed.

He took out another unpolished animal tooth from his pocket and threw it to the messenger.

The moment the latter took it in his hands, he was still a little disapproving, but after careful inspection, he was full of energy.

"A relic from the demigods of the wilderness? Judging from the power attribute and aura, it should be the giant bear Ursoc! It can be made into the top magic talisman!

With careful craftsmanship, it is not difficult to craft magic items of legendary quality. "

The envoy held the animal tooth in the same way as holding a treasure. He raised his head and said excitedly:

"It's really hard to imagine what kind of great journey you have gone through to get such a perfect collection. Do you have many such things?"

"Not too much, but not too little either."

The pirate answered vaguely, and asked again:

"What kind of price can you give for such a thing?"

"This requires a professional appraiser to give an answer, but based on my past experience, such an animal tooth should not be less than 100,000 gold coins."

The messenger noticed the disapproving expression on the corner of Bu Laike's mouth, and he immediately replied:

"Because it is a raw material and not a genuine product, the price will definitely be lowered. If it is processed by a professional enchanter or inscription master, its value will double immediately."

"Well, that's not bad."

The pirate took the animal tooth handed back by the messenger. After thinking for a while, he took out a fist-sized, stone-like ring from his bag.

handed it to the messenger, saying:

"Show me this again and estimate the value."

The ring in front of him was ugly.

But after the incident with the beast tooth, the emissary already knew that this pirate was a good fighter, so he didn't dare to treat him casually. He held the slightly heavy ring in his hand, and as soon as he injected the magic power, a strange and huge magic power echoed and exploded in the surrounding sea immediately.

The messenger was so scared that he immediately withdrew his magic power and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He returned the mark of the Wizard King to the pirate in awe, and said softly:

"I can't identify this strange object, Your Excellency. It should be a powerful magic item full of unknown knowledge. According to my judgment, it should not be the knowledge of the world of Azeroth."

"Professionals!"

Another compliment came from the pirate, who took the ring and said:

"This is a legendary item from the orc world. It is my spoils after a certain battle. It is a real legendary item! It is said to be related to the rune magic of the ancient ogre empire.

Then, I think, I should be able to meet Lord Tesseran who is said to be very 'busy' on my island, right? "

"Of course, your needs will be met."

The Messenger whispered:

"His Excellency Tae'theran Bloodwatcher will lead a mission to Tol Barad Island in a few days. So, what do you ask for the trade item?

Is it barter? Or pay with gold coins?

Please understand that if you want to sell such a valuable item, we have to prepare a large amount of gold coins in advance. "

"Ok"

The pirate rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then said:

"I heard that you nobles of Quel'Thalas have a lot of treasures, especially weapons. I agree with the taste of the elf royal family very much. I heard that in the private palace of Prince Kael'thas, there are seven legendary weapons .

And in the Sun King's private collection, there is also a war bow soaked in the brilliance of the Sunwell."

"Your Excellency, you are joking."

The messenger chuckled a few times and said:

"The Society of Relics is not as powerful as you imagine. The collections of the royal family are beyond our reach, but if you need weapons, we will do our best to meet your needs."

"I have no shortage of weapons, I have a lot of magic weapons."

Bu Laike shrugged, waved his hands very richly, and said:

"What I lack is the Legendary Blade. If I can't get those treasured war artworks, I won't sell this rare object full of knowledge in my hand.

I think maybe you can get in touch with Prince Kael'thas.

He's also a knowledge-hungry spellcaster, isn't he? "

The pirate tossed the mark of the Wizard King in his hand, and unceremoniously gave his price:

"I've made inquiries in advance.

Bring two of the prince's seven legendary collections, or Thoridar Starsfury, or a phoenix egg, and I'll exchange it for you.

Take my words back to Lord Tae'selan without changing a word.

What I sold to you is not just a seal of the Sorcerer King, but also a brand-new set of knowledge that is completely different from Azeroth's magic system. It can help you open all the secrets of an empire.

My mentors always say that knowledge is priceless.

But I am a very philistine pirate, so I can sell priceless items without psychological burden, and it is right in front of you now.

Oh, by the way, do you receive information?

For example, I also have information about Quel Sera, the sister sword of Quell Della, the ancient dragon-forged blade. "

After finishing speaking, the pirate laughed, and said to the messenger in front of him:

"If you don't want it, I think the dwarves will definitely be interested. It is said that human cultural relic dealers are quite rich. In short, please be prepared in advance, Your Excellency Tesseran.

I'm a crass money-loving pirate who would love to befriend him. "

(end of this chapter)