Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Stinky pirates walk in muddy swamps.

Not far away from him, there was a large six-legged crocodile lying in the muddy water, looking at the two guys walking towards it with its cold and emotionless eyes.

The person next to him who is holding a staff and walking suspended a few inches above the ground should be difficult to offend.

As a "permanent resident" of this swamp, in Mr. Crocodile's limited memory, many of his companions died at the hands of another woman holding a staff.

So it chooses its breakfast target very carefully.

The person next to that guy was walking slowly in the mud. Looking at his movements, you could tell that he didn't come to the swamp very often. He was cursing as he walked, and he was wearing weird clothes.

At first glance, it looks like a good target.

So the Crocodile Lord began to lurk in the mud, preparing to wait for the two of them to come over and give them a surprise attack.

Soon.

Soon.

It's now!

"Shua"

The explosive power of the six-legged crocodile is much stronger than that of its weak four-legged sibling. When the smelly pirate approaches it, the ferocious predator opens its mouth and bites him.

With that movement, that stance, and that speed, ordinary people would never be able to dodge this vicious blow!

This is a fatal blow that only an apex predator can deliver!

"Let's go!"

Then

There's no after that.

At the stinking pirate's strange cry, Hemet's trap boots kicked the big crocodile hard on the head, causing the six-legged beast to twitch and fly out.

The mud was flying around, but the pirates swung around to avoid it.

He also raised his eyes and watched Mr. Crocodile, who was looking for breakfast, drawing a gorgeous arc in the air and finally crashing into a small river in the distance, making beautiful splashes.

"The Pirates score one more point! The Swamp still has 0 points. If this continues, I will definitely win."

Black nodded solemnly, turned to look at Archmage Elan beside him, and said:

"But what's wrong with your wife? There are so many good places in the world that she won't go to, and she insists on hiding in this rotten swamp. Is there anything in this swamp that can attract her?"

"Because this is the only area in the continent of Kalimdor where the night elves do not send out sentries."

Elam explained:

"The elves hate the climate and terrain here. They never come close to it, and my Aegwynn has become a little lonely after getting old. She likes to be alone and quiet without being disturbed.

In addition, Dustwallow Marsh has a Leyline node on the east coast of Kalimdor, and spellcasters will be very comfortable staying here. "

"Is it just because of this and not because Ms. Aegwin has developed social phobia?"

Blake looked around and joked:

"Look at this hellish place, it's a good news for people suffering from social anxiety. You don't have to go out here for a whole year, and there won't be a single visitor for ten years.

Except that the environment is a bit worse, social phobia patients like me are excited.

However, this shouldn’t be a good place to raise children, right?

Going further south, living in the Shining Plains would be better than here, at least it would be close to the largest city in southern Kalimdor. "

"Gadgetzan? The goblins' city is too noisy."

Elan, who was floating on the swamp and moving forward, shook his head and said:

"Shuiyue Manor is ahead. I think Aegwin has discovered us. Come on, let's go there."

The Archmage said he was not in a hurry, but looking at the way he accelerated and flashed across the swamp, you could tell that the spirit caster must also have a glimmer of expectation in his heart.

Counting the time he spent trapped in Karazhan and going crazy, he hadn't seen his wife in a conscious state for many years.

Blake's eagerness was understandable, so he speeded up and followed without saying anything strange. Hemet's Trap Boots are still as useful as ever.

Especially in terrain like swamp.

It still brought out a kick of mud with one step, but it didn't slow Blake down to an unbearable level.

After crossing a swamp with complex terrain, the two soon saw a small manor hidden among the redwood trees of the mud swamp. This is where Aegwynn lives in seclusion. It must be said that this place is still very mysterious.

It is surrounded by swamps and is inaccessible to ordinary people.

A large flat platform was built with soil and trees around the manor, and all the buildings were on it. There were low walls made of trees, and lanterns were hung in the front and back.

The faint white light illuminated the nearby area, which was a rare bright light source in this dark swamp. Aegwynn also built a road that extended from the front of the manor into the swamp.

She even raised flowers.

In the open space outside the manor, large swathes of colorful flowers gathered there. The fragrance of these flowers was rich and assailed, which just neutralized the stench of the swamp here.

The rooms in the manor are not large in size, but they are very exquisitely decorated.

The walls are made of red bricks, and gray-white gargoyle sculptures are erected around the black eaves, with ruby ​​eyes looking in all directions.

If it were in other places, the pirates would definitely be regarded as ordinary sculptures, but this is the manor of a powerful witch, and Blake has enough reason to suspect that those stone statues should be able to move.

This means that any uninvited "guest" has to pass through the defense line composed of these six gargoyles before meeting Aegwynn. Looking at their specially shaped sharp claws and obsidian-embellished teeth, you will know that this life is estimated to be Not easy to do.

"Hey, you two! Stay away."

As the two walked towards the stairs of the manor, a cold voice came from above. Blake looked up and saw, Huo, good guy, the master came out to greet him.

However, Ms. Aegwynn's dress today is a little strange.

She did not wear a wizard's robe or a staff. Instead, she wore a well-fitting women's hunting suit, a black shirt, a green vest, breeches and boots. The belt was full of bronze bullets, and she was still carrying a A goblin shotgun.

That caliber is enough to kill a six-legged crocodile with one shot.

The white-haired witch reached out and pushed up her hunting hat, glanced at Black, and then at Ellan. A trace of joy flashed in her eyes, but soon turned back to indifference.

She pointed the barrel of her gun at the two guests and said:

"I've seen you. Now go back! Don't disturb my seclusion. I'm going to hunt crocodiles in the afternoon. The crocodile activities around here have been a bit rampant recently."

"Cool, Gun Witch."

The stinky pirate whistled and winked at Elan, which meant:

Your wife is awesome.

Ellan pretended not to see Blake's unbeatable expression. He shrugged, ignored Aegwynn's indifference, and said in the same calm voice:

"I'm here to see the kids."

"You can watch it if you want?"

Aegwynn grabbed the gun and said in an unhappy tone:

“It’s been so long, without writing a letter, without sending a magic message, without even bringing a gift, and without notifying me in advance when I come over, the child will call mommy but hasn’t seen his daddy yet.

A stinky man like you has the nerve to step into my home? "

"I'm going to explain this, Ms. Aegwynn."

Blake hurriedly interjected:

"Mr. Ellan is also very busy. Since he has a very bad superior, he follows the ghost ship around all day long, and he is also responsible for teaching at Nathalas Academy. He is already under a lot of pressure.

As a man, you must always be ambitious.

As for gifts

Who said he didn’t bring a gift, he definitely did. "

As he spoke, the pirate winked at Elan, took out a rugged stone from his bag, and offered it with both hands.

Aegwynn blinked, looked at the stone in Blake's hand, and said:

"Is this the Tidestone? The one in the Gurubashi Ruins in Stranglethorn Vale? You damn pirate, how dare you bring such a cursed object into my manor?"

Aegwynn put his finger on the trigger of the rifle with a frown and scolded Black:

"I used to work hard to collect things like this, but now I've given up this hobby. Don't you know there are children here? Damn it, I should really shoot your head full of dark wisdom!"

"Shhhhhh, listen!"

Blake suddenly raised his finger, pointed at the manor, and said:

"The great Lord Medivh or Lord Med'an is crying."

"Um?"

Aegwynn, who was pretending to be cool, changed his expression, glared at Ellan fiercely, and disappeared at the entrance of the manor, leaving only a shotgun on the spot.

Elan also disappeared in a flash.

Blake shrugged, whistled, and threw the Tidestone up and down in his hand. Since Aegwynn didn't want it, it would be his.

Speaking of which, this is Little Star's favorite thing.

However, Her Royal Highness the Blue Dragon Princess has many good things in her hands. Since the last time Blake borrowed them to study the curse on them, she has not been seen wanting to take them back.

Maybe Little Xingxing himself had forgotten about it.

But with the current strength of the Stinky Pirates, this Tide Stone, which can summon a small tide and make the soul restless, is of little use.

He snapped his fingers, and a huge blue water element quickly appeared from the muddy water beside him. This guy had a body that was completely different from other water elements.

The upper body is covered with ice, and there is a head shaped like a crown.

The torrent on his body has also been shaped by the ice into a handsome set of ice blade armor. He is holding a cold ice spear in his hand. He is one of the two legendary water element guards of His Excellency the Ocean Earl.

"Aquilion, my loyal champion, now cruise the swamp."

Blake ordered his water element guard:

"Help Ms. Aegwin clean up the crocodiles around them. They seem to have voodoo residue on them. It is definitely not natural causes that gather here. Someone is taking advantage of them behind the scenes.

The target is undoubtedly the orphans and widows in this manor, they are really vicious!

go Go.

In my name, catch the mastermind behind this and wait for me to come back for interrogation. Move slowly, there are children here, don't disturb this little guy who is destined to have a great career in the future. "

The water elemental lord nodded, and as the pirates watched, it turned around and dived into the swamp, turning into a torrent and dissipating.

Blake clapped his hands, strutted up the steps in front of the manor, and looked around again. Judging from his "rudimentary" knowledge of the arcane school, there were at least four magic locks covering the manor.

It seems that Ms. Aegwynn is still a treasure trove. Although she has lost most of her spellcasting ability because of her need to save her son, her insight and knowledge are still there.

She's still as deadly as ever, just with a lot less edge.

The smelly pirate walked briskly into the house. The fireplace was burning, making the room filled with books and children's toys very warm.

When he walked over, he saw Aegwin sitting on the sofa holding a crying child. Lord Ellan stood aside, looking at the child in his wife's arms with tender eyes.

"Hey, you stinky pirate."

Aegwynn shook her arms and comforted the child while instructing without raising her head:

"The milk bottle is next to you, take it and rinse it out. There is prepared elemental water and Northland seal milk essence in the kitchen. Let's make some milk.

Set the elemental water scale to 140 and add four and a half tablespoons of milk essence. The temperature should be moderate, neither too hot nor too cold. This should not be a problem for you.

By the way, I took the child's diapers to wash. I took the ones I washed before and hung them to dry outside the kitchen. "

"Hey, Ms. Aegwynn, don't go too far!"

Blake's anger suddenly soared. He put his hands on his hips and said:

"You asked me, a legendary pirate, a distinguished guest of the Hall of Valor, and a close friend of the King of War, to prepare milk powder and wash diapers for your child? What do you think of me?"

"Um?"

Aegwynn and Ellan looked up at the same time, looking at him faintly with two pairs of eyes.

The two people spoke at the same time:

"What? No?"

"I mean"

The smelly pirate still maintained that angry expression, and he said angrily:

"How can you be so unprofessional? Just let someone who has never seen a child do things for you! I'm not talking about you, Ms. Aegwynn, you may have defeated the Dark Titan, but your skills in looking at children are too bad.

Look at the way you hold him, you look like an amateur at first glance.

I wonder how the poor kid got to be so big.

I would like to recommend a professional maid that you can trust to help you take care of your children. To be honest, she has been tried and tested on my ship and is already my most reliable chief maid.

She even raised an orc baby herself! That orc will definitely do great things in the future. I think she has enough qualifications and qualifications to help you take care of your children.

Look, the child has peed and you haven’t changed his diaper yet.

You're so clumsy, what's the point of going on like this?

Please wait a moment, I will send my dear maid Taresha here. She will definitely make you feel at ease. "

"Oh, I forgot about little Taresha too."

Archmage Elam patted his forehead and said:

"I'll go. Having a professional maid with quick hands and feet will really save a lot of things."

After saying that, the Ghost Archmage tapped the ground with his staff and was about to teleport out. Aegwin called out to him again. She glanced at the crying child in her arms, touched her dark circles again, and sighed. .

He said somewhat gloomily:

"Bring Moros here, Medivh was the one he looked up to back then. Black, I know Moros is serving you now, but I need him to come back and help me.

You're right, taking care of the kids during this time has been draining on me.

I underestimated the difficulty of this job. I really can't do it alone. "

"It's okay. Moros doesn't like being an assassin very much. Now he's in charge of logistics."

Blake looked at the various furnishings in the room and the dishes in the kitchen that had not been washed. He rubbed his chin and said:

"Your manor is indeed in a mess. You really need a professional housekeeper to help. I can second Moros to you, but his affiliation is still with the Uncrowned One.

When Mr. Stevenson is ten years old, he will come back to work with me.

The salary and remuneration during this period will be paid by you and your wife, and you will also give me a portion of the secondment payment every month. Is that okay? "