Shadow Trails in Azeroth

When Black brought his warlock henchmen to the ceremony site in front of the mighty gate of Nathalas College, there was still some time before the ceremony started.

In the reception room, Dean Lanyue had just finished chatting with the representatives of Dalaran.

The six-member council sent Black's old friend Archmage Modera as a representative, and the female Archmage also brought several precious books as gifts.

She had a good chat with Dean Blue Moon and left with a smile on her face and a slight nod to Black.

The stinky pirate also responded with a very standard spellcaster etiquette.

Although he wanted to make fun of Master Modera's lack of charm, he was unable to let Khadgar stay in Dalaran.

After all, in terms of appearance, the old man Khadgar and the graceful and mature Archmage Modera really match each other. However, considering that I am also here today as a master spell caster, I can't tell these vulgar jokes.

"Master Mentor, you look really majestic today."

Black watched the archmage of Dalaran leave, then turned to give a thumbs up to his mentor, who responded with an indifferent gaze until the trio of warlocks behind Black compiled the completed "Geography of Azeroth" Sending it as a congratulatory gift, Ms. Lan Yue showed a slight smile.

She looked through this set of precious knowledge and kept nodding her head, apparently very satisfied with the disciple's gift.

But the compliment the stinky pirate just said was not nonsense.

Today's Dean Lan Yue is indeed dressed in a gorgeous, mature and majestic manner. She rarely dresses her spirit body in the cumbersome attire of the Grand Arcanist of the Palace during the Elf Empire.

This thing has six layers of decorative pleats and laces on the outside of the clothes!

After wearing the full arcanist crown and cloak, the triple train of her robe is as exaggerated as a wedding dress.

Although it is said to be a robe, it is actually no different from a set of formal ceremonial clothes. Even during the Elf Empire, this kind of clothes was not something that could be worn casually.

In the time of Prince Faroldis, the Grand Arcanists would only wear such clothes when meeting the Queen on formal occasions or holding a large gathering under the Well of Eternity.

Not to mention anything else, the process of putting this outfit on takes more than ten minutes, and it requires help from someone to put it away properly.

To be honest, ordinary women simply cannot hold up the aura required to wear such clothes. Even if they can barely put them on, they are no different from a clothes rack or a doll for display.

It's definitely more than just a set of clothes.

It represents inheritance and power from ancient times. What is needed to wear it is not a good figure, but the ability to control knowledge and the persistent pursuit of truth.

"This set of books is good."

Dean Lan Yue folded the map in her hand and put it in its place. She approvingly said to her disciple who was standing with his hands down:

“With it being treasured in the Great Library of Narthalas, you finally have your first true book in the academic world.

In this field of seeking knowledge and truth, you are also qualified to compete with us.

I am finally contented to extend an invitation to you to join the most high-end magic society in Azeroth. Next time you visit the giant magical salon in Ms. Aegwynn's swamp villa, you can also come and listen and express your opinions. "

"I'm deeply honored, really."

Although Black didn't care about this "reward", he didn't want to be too rude when facing Dean Lan Yue, so he made a very touching gesture, chatted with the dean for a few more words, and then changed the topic to the opening ceremony.

He boasted proudly:

"I just saw Master Shaun Moonclaw in the crowd outside. He came to watch the ceremony on behalf of the Cenarion Order, and he also came to teach in the academy as our external Druid instructor.

With the addition of Master Farodin Valley Walker, who has been living in seclusion in the academy, the Druid Nature Academy has finally established its presence.

In addition to the Drek'Thar prophet who was invited to teach for a week in January from Blackstone Mountain, and the Magatha Tide Totem on my ship, with their assistance, the Shaman Elemental Academy can also be opened.

In this way, our Narthalas Academy will become the most professional all-category magic academy in Azeroth. For this reason alone, we will be better than the stubborn and conservative Dalaran, and the arrogant Quelsa who does not know how to make progress. Lars has more potential.

Although we are still in competition now, I believe that in at least ten years, Nathalas Magic Academy will become the top magic school in the world!

Facing such a bright future, mentor, can’t you smile more today? "

"Your information is out of date, my disciple."

Dean Lanyue couldn't laugh.

She sighed and said:

"Originally, I thought so too. Since I want to rebuild the academy after ten thousand years, I must make my academy the best magic holy place.

For this reason, I not only maintain the arcanist heritage of the Elf School, but also allow you warlocks to open a warlock academy, and accept psychics to form the death magic sect, as well as the colleges of druids and shamans you mentioned.

I think there are enough mainstream spellcasters for us to hit the spot.

But when I was communicating with Modera just now, I got a very strange news from her.

Black, did you know that Dalaran made an additional note in today's enrollment that they are also preparing to open the Warlock School.

The Silver Moon Council of Quel'Thalas just passed a 'Spellcaster Convention' half a month ago. The always proud elves will open the application qualifications for magic apprentices to all human kingdoms in the eastern continent in a month. . "

"Um?"

The expression behind Blake's mask was not pretty.

He didn't say much, just made a snort of dissatisfaction, but the trio of warlocks beside him were filled with indignation.

"This is malicious competition!"

The orc Evil Eye was extremely dissatisfied and pointed the dog stick in his hand on the ground, and said angrily:

"These bastards are here just for us. They want to compete with us for the few high-quality students."

"Dalaran and Quel'Thalas, who have always been hard to deal with, have united! They want to block the future of Narthalas College."

Zarak also clenched his fists and shouted:

"We should teach them a lesson! This is a declaration of war in academia!"

The skinny boy Kanrisade had a gloomy look on his face. He played with his legendary jewelry and said in a cold tone:

"Bah! A bunch of scholars, maybe we should create an 'accident'. Anyway, the waters of the eastern continent have not been very calm recently. I heard that there are remnants of the Blood Sail Pirates operating in the northern Xinjiang."

"Yes, this is competition!"

Dean Lanyue shook her head. She raised her hand to quiet the angry evil-minded warlocks. She held the Holy Staff of Alunes and said calmly:

"Modra's visit is a challenge issued by the Kirin Tor to us, while Rommath, Chancellor of Silvermoon in Quel'Thalas, has not yet visited, and it is even more a question and scrutiny of us by the Quel'dorei elves.

The magic world in 10,000 years is more competitive than it was 10,000 years ago.

But this is not a bad thing. Nathalath Academy, which has returned from time, is not afraid of challenges, and we will use facts to prove our heritage.

You are not allowed to make small moves in secret.

But if they take the initiative to reach out, then I will give the Warlock School the power to fight back. "

A cold light flashed in the dean's eyes.

she says:

"The game between truth and truth, and the collision between knowledge and knowledge should be pure."

"I understand, Dean."

Blake snapped his fingers. He stopped discussing the issue and asked again:

"However, each faction in our college has its own Grand Master as its representative. If, Dean, you represent the Arcanist School, then wouldn't there be no one to represent the Psychic School?

Do you want Prince Faroldis to temporarily transform into a lich?

He still has regrets in his heart, and the promotion ceremony may not go smoothly. "

"Let's not mention Farodis' transformation for now. We all know his situation."

The dean shook his head and said:

"I already have a candidate for the Grand Master of the Necromancer School. Kel'Thuzad just completed his ascension ceremony three days ago. He will appear at the ceremony as the Grand Master of the Necromancer School.

This young man is really talented in the field of necromancy. Fortunately, you discovered him, Black, otherwise he would have been buried in the old traditions of Dalaran. "

"Wow, he has become a lich? This guy is really decisive."

Blake rubbed his chin and said:

"I knew that Xiao Ke was an emotionless spell-casting machine. Facts have proved that apart from his cat, there is no life worthy of his attention.

However, mentor, I have another thing to tell you when I come back this time. "

The pirate made a gesture, and the three warlocks bowed out of the reception room. It was obvious that the evil captain wanted to discuss some secrets with the powerful dean, which they were not supposed to know.

To become a good warlock, talent, luck, etc. are not the first thing.

Wink!

Do you understand?

If you want to stay in this industry for a long time, you must have a good eye.

A warlock with no wink will not live long.

After the three warlocks left obediently, the pirate whispered to Dean Lanyue:

"About Gilneas."

"I know this, you don't need to say more."

The dean shook his head and said:

"Do you know who the royal family of Gilneas sent to watch the ceremony?"

The pirate shook his head. He had just come back less than an hour ago. Although the guest list was given to him, he had been instructing Tanred just now and had no time to read it.

Ms. Lan Yue glanced at him and said softly:

"It's Gilneas 'Arch Mage' Arugal and his orc shaman servant Hagatha."

"Um!"

Blake's eyes immediately became subtle.

These two guys were the first and second leaders he had arranged to command the Wolf Cult in Gilneas. They were also the two of them who had been operating near the Black Forest and Burning Wood Village, commanding the wolves there.

But now, the two guys he sent out were actually sent back by Gene as "representatives of the ceremony."

What does it mean?

"Is it a provocation? Or a hint?"

Blake squinted his eyes and said:

"It seems that His Majesty Jean, who has taken back the Luna Scythe, feels that he has a great advantage.

Alas, if I were not going to Draenor soon, I really wanted to go to the Royal City of Gilneas in person and have a good chat with my dear Majesty Genn. "

"I will continue to monitor developments in Gilneas."

Dean Lanyue said calmly:

"After all, there is only a sea between that country and Tol Barad, where the academy is located. If things develop to a necessary stage, I will find a way to intervene.

I don't ask you what to do in Draenor. If it is necessary, then do it with your heart. You don't have to worry about the academy and the North Sea. Nar'thalath has already joined forces with the undead pirates.

We will not sit back and watch your fleet fail. "

"You are not needed, mentor."

Blake waved his hand and said:

"You should devote all your energy to searching for the truth. My subordinates will handle the battle in Beihai. As you said, it is better to be pure in the realm of truth and knowledge.

Well.

Speaking of which, please see what I asked you last time, Dean."

The stinky pirate rubbed his hands and said to the embarrassed Dean Lan Yue:

"The child is getting older, so we can't let her be idle all the time, right? I don't know how to teach children, so I'm afraid that I'll spoil her, so why don't you please work hard?"

"I want to explore the truth about magic, so how can I have time to help you take care of your children?"

Dean Lan Yue sighed and said with a rare headache:

"And Nagfar is a special spirit and the spirit of a ship. I have never taught this kind of student."

"But for a great educator like you, how can it be challenging to educate ordinary children? You should try a new challenge.

I promise, that child will be obedient. "

Blake persuaded for a while and said:

"I'll call her over right now, and on this good day, let her officially become your apprentice."

"Um."

The dean thought for a while and suddenly said:

"I happen to have a new apprentice coming over today. One is to teach, and the other two are also teaching. Seeing that you are also working very hard, I will take over Nagfar's teaching."

"Wow, this couldn't be better."

Black whistled, and without even asking who the dean's other apprentice was, he used the bow statue to summon Miss Ship Spirit.

Nagfar appeared in the reception room like a flash. The weakness of leaving the hull made the ship spirit a little uncomfortable, but when she saw her father, she transformed into a red panda and still rushed towards him with a smile.

"Surprise! And a gift!"

The ship spirit jumped into the pirate's arms, waved his fists and shouted:

"Dad said he would give me gifts and surprises. I have been looking forward to it since last night!"

"Well, Dad, I never break my promise. Now, this is your gift."

Blake took out a branch of the Fortune Tree from his bag and handed it to the Ship Spirit. When Nagfar smelled the peculiar smell of wood, he immediately jumped up in surprise like a little rabbit blinking.

"Wow, it's better than the wood that Little Xingxing brought back last time!"

Nagfar waved the branch in her hand in surprise and said:

"It also has unique characteristics. Using it to transform my hull will greatly improve the progress of Nagfar's transformation! It may be close to perfection, but it may still be a little short of perfection, but it's already great.

Dad, how much of this wood did you get?

Is it enough for me to replace the keel? "

"It's more than just dragon bones."

Blake stroked the ship spirit's head with loving eyes and said:

"I have more than thirty logs, which is enough to replace most of your hull. The remaining logs can be repaired to the mast and bilge. In this case, your hull is completely made of Fuzu Baomu and World Tree Noda Hill's branches.

There is no more powerful ship than yours in this world. "

"I love this gift so much. Dad is the best!"

Ship Spirit's joy couldn't be faked. She rushed over and hugged her father's face and pressed it against hers, looking happy. At this moment when Nagfar was very happy, Black and Dean Lanyue looked at each other. One glance.

He felt that the concentration of happiness was enough.

It's time to tell your sweet daughter the "surprise".

"Little baby, look, it's not long since you were born. Do you remember that I said I would find you a teacher?"

Blake stroked his good daughter's hair and pushed her in front of the serious-looking Dean Lanyue.

He said to his good daughter:

"Here, call the instructor."

"???"

Nagfar didn't react for a while. She blinked blankly and looked at Dean Lanyue in front of her, then looked back at the smiling pirate father.

A few seconds later, Chuan Ling burst into tears.

She sat down on the ground and shouted:

"I don't want to do the papers! I don't want to memorize them until night! Oh, oh, oh, my father doesn't want me anymore and has left me to the most terrible person! I want to go to my mother to complain!

I don’t want to go to school here with Aunt Lanyue

Help! "