Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Blake watched the idiot Fenner and Little Star leave. He held his pipe in his mouth and looked at the desert in the distance with a melancholy expression.

My brain started to work again.

When he ended the meeting before, he said he wanted help from the druids, but he didn't mean to ask the druids to mobilize an army.

To be honest, this tactic was an enhanced version of the decapitation operation. He had his own clever plan for the ground assault. What the stinky pirate meant was that he hoped that the Druid Order could send a real boss to help.

For example, Cenarius outside the forest, and guys like Archdruid Malfurion Stormrage who can stand alone.

If you can't get such treatment, then you should ask some senior members to come over and help the hunter calm down the irascible mutants to promote the smooth progress of the taming work.

At least in this action, time is life.

But speaking of it, if Tyrande Windspeaker confirms that she has to undertake an important mission, then Archdruid Malfurion, her dear husband, should come with her.

That would give Black a better chance of winning.

But anyone familiar with the pirate's style of behavior can be sure that Black did not reveal all of his plans and preparations.

He has a habit of always hiding half of what he says, and half of what he says, in order to maintain his sense of mystery and intimidation as a prophet.

Blake maintained his posture of looking at the desert and thinking. A few seconds later, amid the rising smoke, he said:

"Have you seen enough?

Hiding in the dark and peeping on a handsome pirate like me, I always feel that you have ulterior motives, but if you really admire me, then I don’t mind showing my enthusiastic fans how to blind the peeping eyes with a sword."

"I did not see anything."

General Shandris Feathermoon's cold voice came from the shadows of the room at the back. She had changed into a set of ranger leather armor to facilitate mobility, wore the long cloak of the Silver Winged Sentinel, and carried a yew horned eagle on her back. bow.

She said to Blake:

"What about brothers and sisters, what about pirate princes, what about turning against each other, I really didn't hear anything."

"So, you wild elves who live in trees and eat wild fruits really deserve a beating!"

The smelly pirate said unhappily:

"But I won't target General Yu Yue directly. I know you are difficult to deal with. The combination of a first-rate Moon Priest and a third-rate legendary hunter is a very difficult enemy even for me.

I'll teach you a lesson.

Let me think about it, what is the biggest weakness of General Shandris Feathermoon, who is as strong as steel and as strong as in the elven legends? "

"Haha, of course you are looking for my weaknesses."

Shandis crossed her arms and sneered:

“From the beginning of the War of the Ancients to now, countless enemies have tried to find my weaknesses, and countless opponents have tried to kill me, but they have all died while I am still alive.

I really hope you succeed. "

"Indeed, you have the strength to protect your body, your faith to arm your mind, and you are decisive and resolute in your actions. You are simply perfect. At first glance, you have no weaknesses."

Blake nodded in deep understanding.

Then, he rubbed his chin, tilted his head and rubbed his forehead, and said:

"Well, it seems that if I want to make General Shandris sad, I have to go back to my old job as an assassin. Let me think about it, Mr. Jarod Shadowsong, who once almost became the King of the Elves, is now Where is it?

He should be living in seclusion in Ashen Valley now, right?

His wife, Ms. Sarah Hill, appears to be pregnant.

Tsk tsk, what a heartless man. He played with Ms. Shandis’s heart but did not touch her. Instead, he did some shameful things with a simple girl from the country.

Do you want to put a reward on my head, General Shandris?

Assassinating a pregnant woman is simply heinous, but since I have done so many bad things, I will definitely go to the hell of humans or elves in the future.

You'll go to hell if you do one bad thing, so why not do more of it? When I do enough bad things, I will become a new legend in hell!

Therefore, if you ask a high enough price, I can also forgive my conscience. As long as Sarah Hill and the child in her belly die, the lonely Jarod Shadowsong may return to your warm embrace.

As long as you take the initiative.

Well, at this point, I have to promote my gold medal love potion again.

This stuff is really powerful. It only takes half a bottle to satisfy your 10,000-year desire for loneliness.

Let you and Mr. Jarrod spend a perfect night of warmth. Do you need me to prepare a wedding room full of flowers for you? If you need, I can knock him out, strip him naked and stuff him into your bed.

Don't you elves who look serious on the outside but are dirty on the inside like this tone?

Don't be embarrassed.

Tell me, you are a very distinguished guest, General Yuyue, and I am willing to serve you."

"bass"

Before the pirate could finish his malicious words, the sharp and cold elven sword was pressed against his neck. With just one stroke from Shandris, the stinky pirate would be dead.

But at the same time, the black and white swords also pressed against General Yuyue's slender neck.

As long as she dares to move, both sides will suffer.

"You're angry, aren't you? I can tell."

Black reached out and pinched the sharp blade, pushing it away from his neck little by little. He looked back at Shandris, whose eyes were blazing with murderous intent.

He sneered, reached out and took off his magic mask, shook his golden hair, and said to Shandis:

"Now do you know how uncomfortable it feels to be arbitrarily probed into your deepest heart? I hope you can learn this lesson that Tyrande did not teach you. This is very important to you.

After all, you need to defeat a lot of people before you can get my weakness.

A clumsy but really capable legendary warrior, a weak princess who can summon an ancient blue dragon by blowing a whistle, and her loyal knight Ji who is as loyal as a mad dog.

And a crazy old man who would immediately rush to the Black Coast with an invincible fleet and kill 10,000 elven civilians on the spot as long as he hurt little Jaina's finger, and claimed that this was 'reciprocal revenge'.

And I want your weakness, just snap my fingers.

Immediately, countless people will rush to Ashenvale for the life of Jarod Shadowsong. I can absolutely guarantee that even if you rush back now, you can only collect his body.

Or sew his poor body up stitch by stitch from a pool of blood on the ground. I hope your needlework is good enough.

Tsk, look at how angry and scared you are.

So cute. "

The smelly pirate laughed, waved his hand to retrieve the Salamani sisters, or pointed his finger and said:

"You may think that I am nothing more than this, but poor girl, when you really face me, you will know that only ridiculous confidence cannot protect you.

Let's go.

Let's go to the territory of the Qiraji Empire.

On the way, I will share with you the secrets of the Shadowsong family. After all, from the perspective of kinship, you should call me 'brother-in-law' now.

So don't be angry.

Just think that my brother-in-law made a little joke with you. I will take good care of you on this journey, little pitiful one. "

——

Shandris Feathermoon had a gloomy face.

The Silver Winged General had not been so angry for a long time. She was riding on the saddle of her Mistsaber, staring at the smelly pirates flying through the wind and sand in front of her.

The left hand is holding the reins, and the right hand is stroking the yew wood horned eagle bow.

The legendary hunter mentally calculated the distance between the two sides and the angle of attack, and only needed one arrow.

That's right.

An arrow with the power of the Moon God is enough to crush the evil person in front of him into ashes and send him to hell. The full force of the attack under the extreme state was enough to ensure that Black Shaw would be hit by the arrow before he could react.

"It's not that simple. I can guarantee that your first arrow will never hit me."

Just when Shandis's thinking entered an impulse to be executed, Black's faint voice came from the wind and sand in the dark night ahead, with a sense of ridicule and indifference.

He said:

"If you want to complete the killing blow, you must first find a way to seal my legendary power. A conservative estimate is that you need at least three high-level moon priests to cast spells together to create a forbidden magic zone with an area of ​​at least 200 yards.

You have to make sure that your first arrow must have supernatural power beyond legend, otherwise even if you hit it, you won't be able to kill me instantly. And once I still have the power to fight back, you will be dead.

Well, that seems a bit arrogant to say.

So let me put it another way.

Before I die, you must lose your beautiful life first.

I will turn your delicate head into a collectible, and I will take it out and admire it every bad night when Tyrande and the Sisterhood of Elune hunt you.

Recall the beauty of the moment that took your life. "

"Stop provoking!"

Shandis said coldly:

"Do you think I will be fooled by such childish tactics? Calmness is a virtue shared by all Blade Sentinels. We will not act recklessly because of anger."

"Oh, then you are really awesome. I admit that I underestimated you, and I apologize for my ignorance."

Blake said without sincerity.

He looked at the beetle wall at the end of his sight, and when he and Shandis crossed a sand dune, he slowed down the hell horse and walked with Shandis.

Then he whispered in the wind and sand:

"You know I'm a pirate who does all kinds of evil, right? A bastard like me never suppresses his twisted desires. Maybe I'll enjoy my prey before killing you.

By the way, you didn't taste the forbidden fruit with Jarod before he went into seclusion, right?

So, you are still a pure person?

A virgin of ten thousand years? "

"bass"

The elf sword was unsheathed again.

Facts have proved that Black's taunts are as powerful as ever. Facing General Shandis, whose eyes were breathing fire, the pirate held his stomach and laughed loudly and said:

"Ha, you're anxious! You lost, were you provoked by me? Where is the calmness and rationality that you are proud of? Is that all you have? Little girl."

"Despicable!"

Shandis looked at Blake's smile, and she felt that the bastard in front of her was simply unreasonable!

This is not a game, how could he say such obscene and dirty words without any burden?

How could Ms. Maiev be with such a person?

Complaints are complaints, but Shandris did not doubt Black's close relationship with Lady Shadowsong. As the general of the Silver Sentinels, Shandris also has her own information channels, and she knows the inside story of some changes on Watch Island.

Although there is no conclusive evidence, Shandis feels that Black's words should be true.

He was indeed confused with Ms. Maiev.

However, Shandis refused to admit Black's exaggerated statement. From the perspective of kinship, she should call him "brother-in-law."

This is outrageous!

Not to mention that he and Ms. Maiev have no public record of a relationship, but he and Jarod also belong to the type of fateful couple who are destined to have no connection.

The two have never been together, so naturally they are not tainted with the Shadowsong family's internal affairs.

But that's what it says.

Shandis actually still wanted to call Blake "brother-in-law".

Unfortunately, she really can't do it.

Because of Black's previous provocation, there should have been a tense situation between the two, but because of Maiev Shadowsong's existence, although they had been quarreling and quarreling, there was no deep hostility and hatred between them.

"I said, don't tell me you don't know that Jarod is living in seclusion in Ashenvale."

While Black galloped toward the Beetle Wall, he said to the silent General Hazuki:

"I think Jarod must have given you news before he went into seclusion. I can understand if others don't know that. After all, that guy's concealment skills are really excellent.

But you can't help but know.

The relationship between you and him is nothing short of a perfect and exemplary couple.

If it weren't for the existence of your adoptive mother that forced you to intervene in Kaldorei politics, you and Jarod would definitely have come together, and that poor girl Sarah Hill wouldn't have had a chance.

Why not look for it?

He still has to guard Feralas alone for thousands of years. Do you really miss him?

Even just talking would be fine. "

Shandris was silent.

She is unwilling to reveal her inner secrets in front of outsiders, especially those related to feelings.

After all, Shandris Feathermoon has been famous in Kaldorei society as an iron-blooded soldier for these ten thousand years. But when facing a prophet, the initiative in the conversation cannot be in her hands, and it doesn't mean she can't talk about it if she doesn't want to.

She doesn't even have the power to remain silent.

She knew that if she didn't answer Blake's questions, this evil man who seemed to know everything would definitely reveal more dirty information about himself.

In desperation, Shandris was forced to "let down her guard."

General Yuyue glanced at the dim moonlight tonight. She was running in a silent desert, and said in a melancholy and uninterested tone like a literary girl:

"So what if we meet? He has already made his choice. Although I know he is in the same pain as me, it can no longer be undone.

Both of them felt uncomfortable meeting each other, so it would be better not to meet them.

At least I know that he can enjoy peace in Ashenvale, no longer entangled in those annoying politics, and he can finally live the life he wants.

Sarah Hill is also good, a good girl who takes care of others.

I just wish them well. "

"you sure?"

Blake squinted and said:

"Don't you have any resentment in your heart? You know, if you were not Tyrande's adopted daughter, then you and Jarod might have three or four children by now."

"How can I resent my Mindo?"

Shandis glared at Black who was talking nonsense and said:

"If it weren't for Mindo, I would have died long before the War of the Ancients began. What's more, the tragedy between Jarod and I was not Mindo's fault. Mindo has been encouraging me to get together with him.

She even supported me in giving up my duties to pursue my love, I just... I just couldn't let go of Mindo alone and shoulder the heavy responsibility of the Kaldorei. "

"Indeed, Ms. Tyrande is a very good lady and a basically qualified ruler in all aspects. The Sisters of Elune secretly forced Jarod to live in seclusion, and then pushing her to power was the right choice. "

Blake nodded and said:

"But you two, mother and daughter, are just as weak and passive in matters of love. Tyrande chose Malfurion, but hurt Illidan, causing entanglement between the three of you.

You.

You are even more 'outstanding'. It was clear that you would be happy if you followed Jarod at that time, and your mother agreed, but you still stubbornly stayed.

It made him look like this now.

In this regard, you really can't compare to Rashahir.

That country girl knows that you can't hesitate when making a decision. Once you make a decision, you have to go all the way.

But you don’t understand.

You hurt yourself and the man who loves you deeply. "

Shandris' expression under the hood became more and more sad. Although she hated Black, she had to admit that this stinky pirate really understood people's hearts.

Those words touched the biggest regret in her heart, making her unable to maintain her iron-blooded soldier attitude.

"It's no use talking about it now."

Shandis gritted her teeth and said:

"He has chosen Sarah Hill. They are very happy. I don't want to disturb them. Don't talk about this topic anymore, you evil person, will you be happy to see me sad?"

"certainly."

Blake nodded shamelessly and said:

"I enjoy other people's pain, and your sadness makes me happy. That's the secret to my good mood. Don't tell anyone else.

But if you can stop being wary of me and treat me as a trustworthy friend, I can give you some advice.

Don’t you want Jarod to come back to you on his own initiative? "

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

General Yuyue sneered at Black's words, she said:

"Not to mention that letting down your guard in front of a world-famous conspirator and villain is simply asking for death. Even if I want to believe you, so what?

The matter between Jarod and I is too complicated, and it can't be solved by just making an idea. "

"Of course you can think so."

Blake whistled, the desert wind blew his blond hair, and he said casually:

"But there's no loss in hearing it, right? Maybe I can give you a miracle?"