Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 523 76. It's all the task of the stinky brother [410]

Two hours later, Varian, who changed into his armor and wore a long hood to cover his body, headed for the famous "Weapon Fighting" holy underground channel in Dalaran on time under the leadership of the enthusiastic little Arthas.

It is really rude for a king of a country to drill into the sewer.

But the problem was, Varian had to come.

While looking at the somewhat deserted street, he said to Xiao who was accompanying him:

"Are you sure that Ms. Fenner really belongs to Her Majesty Dai Lin?"

"Well, a lot of fragmented information proves this."

A strange smile appeared in Xiao Er's eyes, and he said in his own steady voice:

"Therefore, this private duel is undoubtedly a very important diplomatic event, Your Majesty. Please take it seriously. If possible, please use your manly charm to conquer Ms. Fenner.

There is much more to this half-elf than you know now.

Believe me, if she can become your queen, it will definitely be a great benefit for our kingdom that is in ruins. "

"No, Shaw!"

Varian said in a more headache tone:

"As the leader of the intelligence department, please don't be so concerned about my private life!

We have talked about this aspect many times along the way. I've got my heart set, Miss Tiffin Allianne will be my queen, and we needn't discuss that at all. "

"Ms. Tiffin was with you when you were in northern Xinjiang. Her appearance, character, and manners are all top-notch. Her family is also very well connected in the Stormwind Kingdom. She is indeed the perfect candidate for queen.

Especially after you took her to meet representatives from all walks of life in the country several times, no one can change this fact. "

Shaw said softly:

"But you are a king, my lord.

You can have many lovers, which is the king's privilege, especially when your lover can bring great benefits to the kingdom, and it is also an 'optional way' to dedicate to your beloved country. "

"Save my country with my lower body? No, Shaw, neither my country nor I have fallen to this level."

The sixteen-year-old young king replied with a straight face.

"Yes, Varian is not that kind of person!"

Eleven-year-old Alsace also chimed in.

The child's height has jumped a lot in the past half a year, probably because of his excellent family blood, making Alsace look about the same height as an ordinary young man now.

He is also wearing a ceremonial armor this time, as if to support Varian Wrynn, who he regards as his big brother. He also specially carries a large warhammer with a resolute and simple shape on his back.

The little prince also has holy light shining on his body, which means that he has also studied the way of holy light.

He raised his head and retorted to Shaw plausibly:

"Varian and I will be christened together in a few days, he will be an honorable paladin, and I will be a Silver Hand recruit.

Holy Light will never advocate such indecent behavior!

Besides, if Varian really wants to use himself as a bargaining chip to help the Kingdom of Stormwind, what's the matter with that arrogant half-elf? My father had already married my sister to him. "

"You're talking nonsense too!"

Varian reached out and knocked on Alsace's forehead, stopping the child's nonsense.

Seeing that he was about to enter the sewer, Varian asked softly:

"In another twenty days, it will be the wedding of Calia and Lord Daval. Is everything ready?"

"Well, the city of Lordaeron has been largely rebuilt, and a new palace was specially built in the palace as a wedding hall. Lord Daval paid for it."

Alsace said a little depressed:

"Luxury is very luxurious. My sister and father are looking forward to it, and the nobles also feel that this is a powerful alliance. But it is too noisy there, which seriously disturbs my study of the way of the Holy Light.

So a month ago, I used to live in Dalaran. "

"But you don't seem very happy."

Varian asked:

"Do you have any opinion on this marriage?"

"No problem, as long as my sister likes it."

Alsace looked around, lowered his voice and said:

"However, I always feel that Lord Daval is a bit gloomy.

Although everyone respects him very much, and my father also relies on him very much, but when I heard some old nobles chatting, they said that my sister's marriage is actually a standard political marriage.

The father wants to support the Prestor family, which is very powerful in Alterac, through marriage, so that Alterac can become a vassal state of Lordaeron.

Perhaps many years later, there will become a new province of Lordaeron.

It made me feel bad, maybe my sister deserved better. "

"There is nothing better."

Shore interjected:

"Judging from the current situation in Lordaeron and Alterac, King Tenaris' decision is perfect.

What's more, Princess Calia loves Lord Daval deeply. Although the age gap between the two is a bit big, this is already a very good result for a political marriage. "

"His daughters are as old as my sister!"

Arthas complained in a low voice:

"And I can't always get close to him, I don't know why, but I'm always uncomfortable around Lord Daval."

"Okay, let's not talk about this, you have to accept this reality."

Varian shook his head. When he stepped on the sewer stairs, he smelled a strong smell of blood, and asked with a frown:

"Did a massacre just happen here?"

"It's a weapon fight!"

When it comes to this, little Alsace is excited.

He enthusiastically described to Varian the epic battle in the sewer last night, saying:

"I wanted to run over to watch the excitement, but General Nathanos, who was my temporary guard, didn't allow me to come out, because there were other things going on in the city last night, and it was very lively anyway.

It is said that nearly a hundred little mages were imprisoned in Violet Prison at one time last night. The same number of mages are now being treated in the emergency department, and even the high knight of Turalyon was there to help this morning.

Although I have heard from Jaina that the little wizards of Dalaran have this kind of 'tradition', this is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes, which is really amazing. "

"That is, two hundred people against ten people?"

Varian widened his eyes and sighed:

"Is the warlock school of Narsalas College so powerful? I really can't figure out, how can this 20-fold numerical advantage lead to such a bad battle?"

"That school is amazing."

Little Alsace said emphatically:

"I went to Dalaran to welcome them.

Their golems are very handsome, and I heard that it is a famous school for thousands of years. Their dean once served Queen Azshara of the Elven Empire.

They held a lecture on magic today, and several royal archmages from Lordaeron made a special trip to listen with their disciples. It is said that the prince from the elves also went to listen.

Well, why are there so many people here!

Didn't you say it's good for private martial arts? "

Amidst Alsace's exclamation, Varian looked up and glanced at the arena in the sewer in front of him.

The well-prepared Fenna Jinjian was wearing a set of weird armor, holding an ax spear shaped by black ice cubes, standing there with his hips akimbo in the cold air.

She still held a duel flag in her hand.

There is magical brilliance entangled on it, and besides Fenner, there are many people standing around the entire arena, about seven or eight.

"That's... baby Jaina?"

Varian recognized the acquaintance, it was indeed little Jaina, and she and Ellie were waiting with Little Xingxing to watch the excitement.

Next to the "joy" trio, there was a lady in black with a scripture in her hand, and Nathanos Maris, who was pulled over by Fenner to be the referee.

Fenner's human child, the local "snake" Caitlin Luinvivor, of course, will not miss this good show.

Shaw raised his head and looked around.

Above the crowd, there was a long-stopped sewage outlet. Although there seemed to be no one there, Xiao Er was sure that some stinky pirate who liked to watch the excitement must be hiding there.

"What creature is that?"

When little Alsace saw Jaina, he immediately straightened his waist. He was going to talk to Jaina about the old days, but he saw a strange creature sitting next to General Nathanos with a blank face.

A bear with steel claws, walking upright!

"That's a bear man, a creature from Northrend."

Shore explained:

"According to our information, he is the guard of the Nazaras Academy delegation. It is said that he is a rare 'spiritual warrior'. He was probably specially arranged to prevent the duel from becoming critical."

"Well, a very powerful creature."

Varian commented.

Wearing a long hood, he strode fearlessly down the steps from the arena. Arthas handed him the hammer behind his back and whispered;

"The thing in the elf's hand looks like a very powerful magic item. This one is a bully. You use this! This is the warhammer blessed by my mentor, the great knight Uther, and it was used by my grandfather."

"Is it the 'Power of Menethil'?"

Varian took the heavy hammer, held it in both hands, and said:

"This is the symbol of the strength of the Menethil family. If you just bring it out like this, your father won't say anything?"

"He doesn't know at all."

Alsace grinned and said:

"He has been busy with his sister's marriage recently, besides, I want to become a glorious paladin, so I should take over this warhammer sooner or later.

Go ahead, Varian.

Use the symbol of my family to teach that arrogant elf a lesson and show her the bravery of the Holy Light! "

After finishing speaking, the little prince adjusted his armor boldly, left Varian behind, and walked quickly towards Jaina.

"You are here, very good, you are not a coward at all."

When Fenner saw Varian take off his hood and walk up to him with a shining hammer, he laughed and threw the duel flag in front of him.

An arc-shaped magic circle was released, including the circle around the arena.

This represents the beginning of the duel ceremony.

The effect of this magic circle is: before the winner is decided, others cannot interfere in the battle between the two, and applying blessings, healing, magic effects, etc. is prohibited.

Nathanos, who was waiting on an old box, stood up too.

He spread his hands, rolled his eyes, and announced in a helpless and spiritless tone:

"Today's duel ceremony is hosted by me.

Apparently it's because I'm bored right now with nothing else important to do. In short, the private duel between Finna Golden Sword and Varian Wrynn is about to begin.

The two young men will bet on their respective paths of strength and fight for their respective beliefs!

This is a friendly match.

Therefore, the rules are very simple, one game determines the outcome.

We have a powerful priest here, a god warrior who is responsible for stopping possible fatal injuries at critical moments, and 'representatives' from the Tirisfal Council and Narsalas College to notarize.

If there is no objection, I will declare the duel to begin.

Anyone object? "

He looked around, and no one raised any objections.

Shaw was gone, and Fenner and Varian were ready for battle.

"Then, the duel begins."

Nathanos waved his hand, and Fenner immediately picked up the ax and spear, and launched an imposing charge towards Varian, with a confident smile under her battle helmet.

She didn't think young Varian would be able to fend off her onslaught.

Although she didn't understand why the stinky brother wanted to provoke the young king himself, she liked fighting very much, and Bo Laike made her a condition that she couldn't refuse.

So, all of this is just the task of the stinky brother.

"boom"

The black ice halberd that Fenner swung when charging charged, with a standard and swift fatal blow, whistling and smashing towards Varian, the movement was extremely wide, and the blow was wrapped in anger. She tried to scare the young man in this way, Win without a fight.

But the latter's reaction was extremely calm, and he raised the warhammer in his hand at the right time.

With the shining of the holy light, this fatal blow with a deterrent effect greater than its actual significance was perfectly blocked.

In the contest and duel barrier opened in the sewer, the throbbing blood-red anger collided with the golden holy light and dissipated in an instant. Facing Fenner's astonishment in front of him, Varian raised his head, and the young eyes also floated. With a raging fighting spirit.

"Don't underestimate me, Ms. Fenner, and don't try to scare me with this old-fashioned way of dealing with recruits.

Although not as distinguished as you, I am also a veteran who has fought against orcs. Before accepting the baptism of the Holy Light, it was an honor to fight against an Alliance hero. "

Finner didn't answer.

She is remarkably silent in battle, a ruthless virtue expected of a warrior.

The second after the fatal blow was blocked, Fenna turned the ax and gun upside down, struck with the sharp tail of the weapon, and then struck forward with a more vicious blow.

Varian responded by raising his left hand, and a hot and sharp holy light pierced the elf warrior in front of him like a sword.

Amid the sound of clashing weapons, Fenner's surprise attack returned in vain, and the unsheathed holy light left a scratch under her helmet, as if a real sharp sword had grazed the helmet.

right!

That's it!

That's what makes it interesting!

The ease and indifference in Fenner's eyes were all thrown away, bloodshot eyes appeared in her big eyes, and the anger wrapped around her rolled back and beat around her like a sea tide.

She recognized the young king in front of her, and she was going to get serious.

Hope he lasts a little longer.

——

"I really don't understand, what's the point of your trying to arrange this battle?"

Next to the sewage outlet above the arena, Shaw leaned against the not-so-dirty wall, looked at the battle below, and said to Bo Laike who was hiding in it and smoking a pipe:

"Really intend to make your sister the Queen of the Stormwind Kingdom?"

"Are you kidding me!"

Bu Laike pouted and said:

"If Dai Lin hears what you say, Varian will be severely beaten tonight. Don't think too much, I just want to see your majesty the king's accomplishments and talents in the way of the holy light.

I am very concerned about his future and very curious.

Besides, I didn't really bother, my sister is really easy to 'get along with'. I doubt that I can sell her easily, and she will happily count the money for me. "

"Then I will ask one more question."

Shore said:

"Is your 'curiosity' about the king I am loyal to Jaina Proudmoore? Or is it about Orgrim Doomhammer?"

"neither."

The pirate thought for a while, and answered with a metaphor:

"It's the kind that opens a 'blind box'.

He is my 'puzzle', a factor beyond my comprehension and control, and I would love to try to predict the answer. So, be quiet and don't interfere with my appreciation of the battle of Light and Fury, okay?

If you talk nonsense again, I will beat you!

If your king performs well, I will give him some 'rewards'.

Also, do me a favor, go down and let Arthas that little milk dog stay away from Jaina! He still has a chance to escape before I personally turn him into the little princess Mialthalas.

I mean seriously, no kidding. "

(end of this chapter)