Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"The man in front of you may not seem to have any merits at first except that he is handsome and stable, but he is like an uncut jade. Only a prophet like me who can see through the future can see through him. From his ordinary appearance, you can see his amazing heart.

While saying this always sounds like I'm bragging, that's the truth, my lord. "

In front of Azshara's "Queen's Carriage", the Queen's loyal Captain of Guards, His Excellency Black Shaw, took off his pipe and played with it carefully. Moved.

Obviously, with Blake's "identity", he couldn't command them.

The pirate suddenly became unhappy and glanced flatteringly at the supreme Emperor Ai. The latter snorted and moved his fingers decorated with red coral gems. Two war matrons who were cold and powerful enough to press Aqiang to the ground and rub him. Put away your weapon immediately.

Each of them used two hands to pull the embarrassed Aqiang up from the ground, and held him in place to prevent him from approaching the Queen.

Although this humble white-skinned elf risked his life not to touch the Queen's supreme body, allowing him to approach Her Majesty with possible malice was an unforgivable sin in itself.

When the rangers attacked the Queen's car just now, if Black and His Majesty hadn't ordered it in advance, the Queen's "Deep Sea Valkyrie" would have rushed out at the moment the rangers launched their attack, using their tridents and Tide's weapons. The storm slaughtered the attackers.

Aqiang was very honest and did not choose to resist.

He stood there like a real prisoner, and used his eyes to comfort Liadrin, who was also being guarded by two war maids, telling her not to worry, as he would risk everything to save her.

But Lor'themar Theron's heart was also very complicated at this time.

He looked at the great pirate Black Shaw, who was flattering the Queen like a court servant. This evil man was directing the pirates to sack Quel'Thalas.

He should have been the target and enemy of the defenders of Quel'Thalas, and the relationship between the two parties should have been life-and-death, but now his life and the life of his beloved lady depended on Black Shaw's eloquent tongue.

Based on Lor'themar's previous understanding of Black, this guy has no rules at all, and no one knows where his next words will lead to his and Liadrin's fate.

This may be the elusive and strange power of the prophet.

But now, even though he feels humiliated in his heart, Aqiang still has to pray in his heart that fate will favor him. In front of someone like Queen Azshara, the resistance he and Liadrin could make was too limited.

It was as full of powerlessness as the struggle of ants.

"My lord, in my opinion, Aqiang, er, Lord Lor'themar Theron is of far greater value to you than Lady Liadrin. Although Lor'themar is now... alas, I still call him Ah Qiang, his name is too cumbersome and difficult to pronounce whether it is pronounced in human or Salas language."

Blake complained harshly.

He glared at the innocent Aqiang, as if it was all his fault.

He coughed and continued to say to the Supreme Queen:

"Although the current Aqiang is far from reaching his peak in terms of mind, ability or strength, he has already shown his outstanding potential.

I know that Kael'thas Sunstrider is a benevolent ruler. He will never judge them in front of his subjects, but believe me, Her Majesty the Queen, I am sure that in Kael'thas' heart, Aqiang is definitely him. The most important minister of the humerus.

This man is the kind of person you can entrust all important tasks to him in critical moments and then you don't have to worry anymore. He is undoubtedly the kind of person who can turn the tide at critical moments.

He will complete his mission even if he faces death. "

Having said this, Black glanced at Queen Azshara, and he used a way to describe the importance of Lor'themar Theron in his eyes in a way that was more familiar to the queen.

The smelly pirate picked up his pipe again and said:

"In order to give you a more intuitive understanding of where Aqiang will go in the future, let me put it this way. You can understand him as a 'low-end version' of Lord Kutalos Ravencrest.

Or a 'teenager' version of Dath'Remar Sunstrider.

His biggest advantage is not strength, my lord, but I feel that your subordinates never lack strength. What you lack is Aqiang, an excellent commander and leader who can take charge of one side.

Let me make a bold estimate. If you can make Aqiang convinced of you and let him devote his wisdom and ability to you wholeheartedly, maybe in less than ten years, your deep sea empire will have an extra regent. '.

That's right! "

Under Queen Azshara's slightly surprised gaze, Black emphasized his voice and said:

"Aqiang is such a powerful person. I swear in the name of the prophet, Your Majesty, I am definitely not exaggerating at all."

"Then it looks like I've really found a treasure."

Queen Azshara, who originally had little interest in Aqiang, now sat upright on her crystal shell chariot. She looked at the embarrassed Lor'themar Theron with a deeply scrutinizing gaze.

After more than ten seconds of hesitation, the Queen waved her hand to the war maid beside her.

With a pop, Lady Liadrin, who was being held in custody, was mercilessly thrown out of the Queen's car by the maid.

They looked at this poor female elf with contempt and pity.

What a pity. She could have achieved the most glorious achievement as an elf. She could have served Her Majesty Azshara as gloriously as they did. She could have become the queen's loyal sword and shield just like them.

But now, she will never have this opportunity again, and she will never have such honor again in this life.

And all this is because of the words of Black, the prophet in black.

Her majesty, Zeng Qianggang's arbitrary Queen, actually trusted this cunning human pirate so much?

This made the war maids exchange glances with each other, and they all saw that everyone was wary of Black Shaw.

Perhaps, for the sake of his status in the Queen's court, it is necessary to show goodwill to Black Shaw appropriately. He does not ask for his help, but only asks him not to talk nonsense in front of the Queen.

Otherwise, the experience of Liadrin, the "reserve war maid" who had just been deprived of her qualifications, is the best example of other war maids who have offended Black Shaw.

"Take him back to the deep sea!"

Azshara lazily raised her fingers and said to the two war maids guarding Aqiang:

"Send him to the Queen's Court and hand him over to my judges! Give him good treatment and supplies, and don't let N'Zoth's miserable servants get close to him, lest they affect his mind.

I still need his reason and wisdom to serve my empire.

When I return victorious from promoting the empire's reputation in Quel'Thalas, I will see a loyal minister of the Deep Sea Empire.

Maybe, I should change his appearance myself.

Anyway, this 'Aqiang''s appearance is not considered top-notch among the elves. Transforming into the form of Naga can also give him a more powerful and powerful figure.

No need to thank me, my future Imperial Chancellor.

These are all gifts given to you by your queen, enjoy the rest of the journey. "

A Qiang was obviously unwilling to accept all this, but as a man, A Qiang also felt relieved after seeing Liadrin awakening from the Queen's "Kingly Menace" little by little and being able to escape this nightmare.

He bowed his head to Her Majesty the Queen with great difficulty, and did not thank Her Majesty for her kindness. He just prepared to be taken to the deep sea without saying a word.

"no, do not want!"

Just as Aqiang was escorted away by two war matrons, Liadrin, who woke up from Queen Azshara's charming power, finally understood what was happening before her eyes.

The Holy Light Priest, who was always calm, wise and dignified, and was used to hiding his emotional fluctuations, seemed crazy. She opened her arms and called out to the Holy Light in an attempt to attack the two war matrons who were escorting Aqiang.

But was once again "interrupted" by Blake's spellcasting.

The exact same movement, the exact same throat-cutting hand struck Liadrin hard on the neck, causing the gathered holy light to dim and shatter.

"Aqiang sold his life in exchange for your life, madam."

Black put his hand on Liadrin's shoulder and said in a low voice:

"Even if you want to commit suicide, you have to wait until Aqiang leaves, right? Besides, why are you so concerned and excited about Aqiang's departure? Liadrin, you two who love each other deeply have never spoken to each other, right? ?

I really can't understand why two people who love each other must alienate each other, and they must wait until everything is irreversible before they understand the need to take action.

But I don't like this kind of sad story.

So I decided to punish you two guys for not being true to yourself.

Aqiang will look back at his homeland in every moonlight under the deep sea with his longing for you; and you will spend the rest of your lonely life with difficulty with your guilt and incomparable pain for Aqiang.

Gee, that sounds awesome.

As long as this story is slightly polished, it will surely spread throughout the world, and I decided to call it "The Farewell of Quel'Thalas."

"I was wrong!"

Liadrin grabbed Black's hand and screamed with red eyes:

"I like him. I have been waiting for Aqiang to take the initiative to express his feelings to me. We are not hiding our feelings for each other. You pirate, you don't know anything.

But I am willing to admit my love for him.

That is the most important man in my life, and I will not allow you to take him away! "

"bass"

In the sound of blades clashing, the Salameni sword worn by Blake on his waist was pulled out by Liadrin who lost control. The disheveled priest held the heavy blade in both hands and looked back at Azshara. Queen.

This action instantly transformed the surrounding war maids into weapons masters.

They all drew out eighteen kinds of weapons, forming a three-layer human wall in an instant, protecting Queen Azshara on three levels inside and three outside.

Although the Queen can beat everyone present with just one hand, the majesty of the superiors still cannot be violated.

"Don't do it!"

Blake, Aqiang and Azshara spoke out almost at the same time.

The stinky pirate stopped him because he didn't want to see the fun disappear.

Aqiang did it out of concern and concern, while Her Majesty the Queen stopped because she saw with her own eyes Liadrin's "talent" that she had never shown before.

The elven sword belonging to Blake was shining with a very strange light in Liadrin's hand.

The holy light that is supposed to be magical power is being continuously compressed and purified under Liadrin's will, and is wrapped around the sharp blade to form a very sharp "light blade".

The golden wings were also beating behind the priest who was extremely excited because he was about to lose his lover, just like the majestic posture of the wings of light.

As the most powerful spellcaster in Azeroth, Queen Azshara also has some research on the Holy Light. She knows that not just any legendary priest can do what Liadrin has done now.

This female elf whom she had just evaluated as "very average" had a potential that she had not discovered in her body.

That is very amazing, very amazing potential.

"My captain of the guard, you have never told me about this lady's future achievements. It is obvious that you are playing a trick."

Azshara looked up and down at Liadrin, who was protected by the Holy Light, and she said:

“But look at the amazing potential.

I suddenly realized that I had almost missed out on a real talent, and she would become the only Valkyrie among all my War Maids to wield the power of the Holy Light.

Her future achievements in power will be no less powerful than those of my loyal Vashj.

I made a decision! "

The Queen covered her mouth and chuckled several times, and said:

"I want both of these two elf lovers who admire each other. I realize that there is no need for me to make a difficult choice between the two. I realize that the initiative is always in my hands.

This is my privilege as an emperor!

So be it.

Take them both away! They were all sent to the deep sea. Well, this land trip got two generals, one civil and one military. It was already a worthwhile trip. "

"That's not the case, Your Majesty. What you do will only make them resentful of you."

Black shook his head. He whispered a few suggestions next to Azshara. Her Majesty, who looked lazy, hesitated for a few seconds after hearing this.

Then, Azshara looked at the desperate Liadrin and Aqiang, and said:

"Then, let's make a deal. My future excellent generals and prime ministers, I can allow you to stay in Quel'Thalas and continue to serve the hometown in your hearts and the king you are loyal to.

I will give you ten years to settle all your unresolved matters on land. My captain told me that this will make you grateful for my tolerance and kindness.

I don't expect you to be grateful.

That was a luxury for the descendants of rebels and traitors.

But today, ten years later, messengers from the Deep Sea Empire will come to greet you. You only have ten years left on land. I hope you will not embark on the road of rebellion again.

There is a limit to my tolerance for genius. "

"this"

Aqiang felt that the restraint of the war maids beside him was weakening. He broke free from his hands, looked at Azshara and then at the smiling Black. He hesitated and whispered:

"Your Majesty, when you propose this ten-year agreement, does it mean that my hometown of Quel'Thalas will be able to survive your wrath?"

"Look, Your Majesty, I'd say he's a real smart guy."

Black whistled, reached out to retrieve his elven sword from the trembling Liadrin, and threw it away. The black and white swords roared around the pirate like a dragon.

He said to Azshara:

"You don't even need to remind me, this guy has heard the implication of your words."

"Hey, whoever loves this poor place wants it."

Queen Ai made no secret of her disdain for Quel'Thalas. She said:

"My Majesty is in no mood to rule over this poor imitation of my eternal Zin-Azshari.

While the elven romance was interesting and I gained two future heroes, we've been too late and the Sunwell is waiting for its true owner. "

After saying that, the carriage door slammed shut.

Blake shrugged and jumped onto the driver's seat of the carriage. He pulled up the reins and glanced at Aqiang and Liadrin, who were hugging each other as if they were in danger for the rest of their lives.

He whispered with a smile:

"There are only ten years left. Take the time to get married and have a baby. You two, remember to send me invitations to the wedding."

After saying that, the stinky pirate raised the reins and, escorted by the Naga War Matron, drove the carriage and set off again. Needless to say, the elf rangers and priests who came with Aqiang and Liadrin were sent to the deep sea.

Compared with Aqiang and Ms. Liadrin, these elite soldiers don't have such a good choice.

Watching the carriage disappear into the forest, Aqiang and the trembling pastor lady in his arms looked at each other in silence. Although the two finally broke through the window paper at this time, they were not in the mood to talk much.

They must immediately convey the news of Queen Azshara's appearance to the Sun King, and then they find that they are the only two people left in the forest.

"Huh? Where is Representative Darkan? Wasn't he still here just now?"