Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Early the next morning, at the gate of Narthalas Magic Academy, a group of instructors put on the most gorgeous elven spellcaster robes and lined up at the gate to greet the coming alien emperor.

Different from Dean Lanyue's attitude, the other instructors in the college felt honored by the Pandaren Emperor's request to visit Nathalas College.

They think this is because the success of Narthalas Academy has spread throughout the world, and has even been praised by the emperor of the distant country of Pandaria. For the particularly face-conscious highborne, this feeling is simply worse than eating ice cream in the summer. Be cool.

From today on, they will be able to add an extra line to the college's brochure when enrolling students: "The Emperor of the Pandaren Empire has spoken favorably of the Academy of Magic", and by the way, the magical images of Emperor Shaohao's visit to the academy will be added to the academy's chronology. This is another success for Narthalath Magic Academy in the field of diplomacy.

Because of this, the atmosphere of today's welcome ceremony was very warm.

But soon an attentive instructor discovered that Dean Lan Yue, who always presented himself as a cold-faced iceberg in the past, was in a bit of a bad state today.

She struggled to maintain her dignity.

But the thick dark circles under her crystal glasses and her constant yawning could not be concealed.

"Your Excellency, Dean, why are you so sleepy? Is it because you didn't get any rest last night?"

The dean's right-hand assistant, Tutor Andrea, asked curiously in a low voice. Dean Lanyue shook his head and did not answer. He just turned around and summoned a handful of magic glacier water to wash his face to make himself look more energetic.

She couldn't tell her subordinates about her "fantasy encounter" last night, about a god from ten thousand years in the future who claimed to be her apprentice and asked to teach her some novel magical knowledge.

This is a ridiculous plot that only appears in third-rate magic novels popular among the unlearned nobles of Suramar.

As for the fatigue that I shouldn’t have

No matter who did thirty sets of test papers in one night and was repeatedly criticized for not being rigorous enough, it would be like this, even if Queen Azshara came in person.

My disciples are really strict in this regard. Even small grammatical errors will be pointed out and asked to correct them on the spot.

It's so tiring.

Physical fatigue is secondary. My future disciples have strange powers that can relieve fatigue, but the pressure on the spiritual level is not so easy to relieve.

Dean Lanyue felt like he was back to the age of eighteen, when he was studying with his low-key and humble tutor, Mr. Maitri, who was very serious about learning.

If his mentor, who suffers from strong social phobia and autism, could know what happened to him last night, he would definitely be very interested, but unfortunately, even Dean Lanyue himself does not know that his mentor is now roaming around. To somewhere.

There is news that Lord Maitri appeared in the remote Ashenvale a few years ago, and that he has rejected Queen Azshara's recruitment more than a dozen times.

What a dashing person.

Dean Lanyue sighed in his heart.

Soon, as the flag of the Faroldis Palace appeared on the mountain road in the river bend, the band of the Magic Academy immediately began to play the elves' gorgeous welcome song.

As the golden ornate candle dragon appeared carrying the emperor of the Pandaren Empire, the elven mentors immediately put welcoming yet distant smiles on their faces.

According to the tradition of the elves, the highest-born noble instructor in the academy presented a magic crown as a gift to the alien emperor. Emperor Shaohao also followed the custom of the Pandaren and gave the academy the Lorewalker's Scroll he carried as a gift in return. .

The emperor even expressed his admiration and admiration for the prestigious Nathalas Academy on the spot, and then stood with Prince Farodis and the instructors of the academy to accept the shooting of magical images.

After this welcome process, the guests and hosts had a great time.

As Emperor Shaohao, under the protection of his ruthless monkey demigod guards, happily began to tour the academy under the leadership of several noble instructors, Prince Farodis, who accompanied the emperor, found an excuse to leave. .

He entered the dean's office with ease, took out the key he had prepared in advance, opened the treasure house in the dean's office, and took out the Tidal Stone, the Pillar of Creation, hidden in Nathalas College.

But Prince Faroldis did not notice an invisible tentacle hidden in his shadow swaying, and all his actions were visible to Black who was hiding in the academy.

"Woohoo, the show is about to begin."

On the observatory at the highest point of Narthalas Academy, Blake squinted as he watched Prince Farodis and a group of his close associates hide the Tidestone in his palace carriage, and then walked the mountain road to the Stone of Tide. The Pillars of Creation were transported out of the academy.

He knew that this was Prince Farodis' "military remonstrance" plan that was about to begin, and this incident would directly cause the entire city of Narthalas and the land of Azsuna to suffer in the next ten thousand years.

"It's a pity that I can't save you."

The pirate sighed helplessly. He sat on the edge of the observatory and swung his legs. He took out a bottle of wine from his arms and opened the lid to smell the aroma of the wine.

He was thinking about whether he should intervene in the destruction of Narthalas City, but the answer was quickly answered.

He couldn't stop this from happening.

Unlike the Sindra elves in the city of Elrethalas and the Troll Empire, the ghosts of Azsuna and Prince Farodis occupy a relatively important position in Blake's journey ten thousand years later.

That is part of his own story. Once their state of existence is changed by external intervention, it will directly affect Blake's life ten thousand years from now.

According to the impact of the fate feedback brought about by the previous changes to the Sindra Elves and the Troll Empire, if Black prevented the destruction of the city of Narthalas, he would likely become weak due to the fluctuations in fate.

Although I didn’t come here to fight ten thousand years ago, and strength or something like that doesn’t matter, it’s not worth it!

The most important thing is that even if Blake saves the people of this city, it will not be of much benefit to the future situation.

A group of highborne elves who love pleasure and indulge in magic will die in a long time even if they survive the disaster, and the highborne elves in Narthalas City are absolutely loyal to Queen Azshara!

They do not have the eternal life granted by the World Tree, and they do not have the luck and channels to obtain the eternal well water like Dath'Remar Sunstrider.

In addition to following the Queen and falling into the deep sea to become Naga, their best ending is to join Suramar who chose to be alone in the later stages of the War of the Ancients before the world collapsed.

But with Prince Farodis' level of palace fighting, he will definitely not be Elisande's opponent and will definitely be marginalized. Most importantly, think of a Prince Faroldis turned into a "du-sucking man"

Well, it's better to let him die in tonight's tragedy. At least he can maintain a sober state and wait for Black to save him from fire and water ten thousand years later.

"Anyway, the Queen shattered the Tidestone and cast a curse that didn't kill you. She just transformed your form from flesh and blood into earthbound spirits. Such a huge explosion did not 'kill' anyone. It can only be said that the magic power of the Well of Eternity The increased destructive power of Queen Azshara has indeed exceeded my imagination."

Blake flicked his tongue, shrugged and said:

"So I can only feel sorry for you. To be honest, if it weren't for Dean Lan Yue's situation in ten thousand years, I wouldn't even want to get involved in her fate.

Well, according to my original idea, I want to solidify the dean's obsession with someone else besides me before she dies of old age, so as to prevent her from having terrible thoughts of self-destruction because of me.

After much deliberation, the most suitable person should be the commander of Black Crow Castle and Suramar, the Queen's important minister, Lord Curtalos Ravencrest. "

The pirate squinted his eyes and thought in his mind:

“According to my previous understanding, Lord Kutalos pursued Dean Blue Moon when he was studying in Suramar when he was young, but he was rejected by the dean because of his studies.

Although there is not much affection between the two, it is a friendship that goes beyond friends. He is one of Dean Lanyue's only friends.

Counting the time, Lord Kutalos has now been attacked by demons. Coupled with the Queen's perverse behavior and the opening of the demon portal, it is estimated that the Elf Resistance Army will be established in a few days.

When the time comes, Dean Lan Yue, who has escaped from the disaster, will be recommended to work under the great lord to cultivate a relationship, and then let Dean Lan Yue see with his own eyes that the great lord died tragically under the sword of an assassin sent by the queen.

Tsk tsk, perfect!

What could be more occupying the mind of an Avenger than a great man assassinated before his eyes?

Another point.

I must be stricter with the dean during this time!

If I want to cause more trouble for her, it would be best to make her hate me and make her feel unhappy when she sees me. In this way, when we meet in 10,000 years, the dean will definitely not think so much of me. Thoughts were spent on me.

Gee, I'm so smart. "

Pirate Pirates, who knew his plan was right, laughed and drank the wine in his hand.

He felt that he had run out of options. He originally planned to find a place to take a nap, sleep until the afternoon, then meet up with Emperor Shaohao who was visiting the academy, and leave Azsuna before dark to embark on the journey to Suramar. .

But just before Blake broke into the empty tutor's teaching building and secretly admired the "Shame of the Academy" with a "learning" attitude, the wand combat tutor Nitille hid in her dormitory in a rather unique and quite... When he used his wand to have "intimate contact" with his body in a stimulating way, he suddenly felt the thoughts of truth he had placed on Dean Lan Yue shake.

This made Blake frown. He realized that something was not quite right, and disappeared from the window of Instructor Netir with a whoosh.

When he appeared again, he stood out from the shadow of Dean Lan Yue who sneaked into the teleportation hall.

Blake expressionlessly pressed Dean Lanyue's shoulders, slamming her against the wall next to her. As the power of the void was activated, tentacles of the void sprang out from the shadow of the wall, covering the dean's hands. Legs tied to the wall.

"What are you going to do? My dear mentor."

The pirate said to Dean Lanyue, who was wearing a hood in front of him, in a conspiratorial manner:

"You are not good."

"I'm just helping your Emperor inspect the portal leading to Suramar!"

Dean Lan Yue retorted while struggling to keep those cold and sticky tentacles from touching his skin:

"Let me go! You claim to be my disciple, but look at you, you don't show any respect for your teacher! Is it outrageous for a disciple to do such a thing to his teacher?"

"Oh, you really can't lie."

Blake sneered.

He stretched out two fingers into Dean Lanyue's collar, and took out a warm magic stone that contained a message amid the dean's increasingly fierce struggle.

He glanced at the magic stone and found that it was a letter secretly sent by the dean to Queen Azshara. The letter detailed the appearance of Black Shaw and her views on this matter from the perspective of time magic and prophecy magic. Speculation and suspicion.

In the letter, the dean stated that her ability was completely unable to deal with the possible threat posed by the "time traveler" Black Shaw, and she invited Her Majesty the Queen to come to Azsuna in person to conduct an investigation on this black-clothed prophet who claimed to be a god. ask.

"Snapped"

The carefully crafted magic stone was crushed to pieces when the pirate's fingers closed together. He looked dimly at Dean Lanyue, who lowered his head and stopped struggling.

He whispered:

"You don't believe me? You actually believe in Azshara more? This is really sad, my mentor. You really took great pains to prevent me from hurting your lovely students."

"Who can trust you? Blake."

Dean Lanyue endured the tearing and destruction of her mind by the tentacles of the void, and she whispered:

"Think about it from my perspective, if you were in my position, and a stranger suddenly appeared one night claiming to be a visitor from ten thousand years later, claiming to be your disciple.

But he threatens you with the lives of all your students to be obedient.

Would you believe it?

If what you said is true, then I don’t understand why I would allow my disciples to fall to this level after ten thousand years? "

"No, my evil is not your fault, Dean."

The pirate stretched out his hand and pinched Dean Lanyue's chin, forcing her to raise her head and look into his eyes. He said:

"Don't punish yourself for other people's mistakes. You really worked hard to get me on the right path. A large part of my success is due to your careful guidance.

But I suddenly realized that your stubborn personality might be a problem, so I thought of using some ‘techniques’ that I wouldn’t normally use on my friends.

You should be better behaved, I really tolerate you already. "

"Hey! Pandaren over there! What are you doing to our dean! Let go of your dirty hands!"

Just when Blake was about to use a mental shock to temporarily put Dean Lanyue into a coma, a scolding suddenly sounded from the light of the teleportation hall.

The pirate and the dean turned around at the same time and saw several students dressed in traveler attire walking out of the portal leading to Zin-Azsali. They should be senior students, led by a guy who looked like a mentor.

Their faces were exhausted, and their bodies were stained with some blood. They looked very embarrassed, as if they had escaped from the imperial capital.

As a result, they saw something very exciting when they came back.

A pandaman wearing a black hood was using evil purple power to fix his beloved and beautiful dean to the wall, and his hand was pinching the dean's chin, as if he wanted to do something bad.

Those damn tentacles even touched Dean's delicate skin

"Let go of the dean!"

A student yelled and took out his wand and threw deadly magic at Black, but Dean Lanyue, who had given up resistance, suddenly became violent and broke away from Black's restraints to send his students to safety.

"Nice try, I really like you."

The pirate laughed and raised his left hand, hitting the dean on the back of the head with a precise afterimage knife.

Ms. Lan Yue, who wanted to protect the students, hung her limbs and head in the air like an out-of-control puppet, and was lifted up in the air by Blake's arms.

He laughed and ignored the magic thrown by the students. He waved and threw a few dark green death coils to knock the tired students to the ground. Then he turned around and pulled out a rift in the void and walked into it.

Before leaving, he provocatively held up the unconscious Dean Lan Yue's hair and made a friendly farewell gesture to the students who got up from the ground.

He has the evil attitude of a villain.

A few minutes later, the piercing alarm bells echoed throughout the entire Nathalas Academy, and a terrible news quickly spread throughout the academy.

Their beloved Dean Elya Blue Moon has been kidnapped by a villain Pandaren!

And that panda is a close entourage of His Majesty the Panda Emperor Shaohao, who is still visiting the academy. What a contradiction! These shameful aliens actually did such evil things in the land of elves!

wanted!

He must be wanted!