Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"I still think it's too risky for us to do this. Looking at this girl's dress, she might be a mage."

Under the cover of night, a fearful voice sounded from the dark alleys of Dalaran City, with a bit of cowardice and uncertainty. But as soon as he raised his head, he was interrupted by another rough voice yelling:

"If you're scared, go back to the countryside! It was a mistake to bring you here."

"That's right, we managed to sneak into Dalaran among the workers, saying we had to make some money before going back. The damn greenskins burned down my farm, and my whole family is waiting to eat.

She is the best mage!

Who doesn't know around here that mages are the richest! "

There was another voice assisting.

The coward who spoke first was pushed and almost sat down on the ground, but he didn't dare to resist, so he could only get up, lower his head, and continue to move forward with his accomplices.

In this alley, these guys in civilian clothes were struggling to carry the girl who was unconscious after drinking in the bar and still covered in vomit.

As they walked, they cheered each other up.

It doesn't look like he's a habitual offender.

Each of them spoke so hard that they were actually trembling.

"Look, her bracelets are made of gold!"

A little guy roughly took off the bracelet from the girl's wrist, put it in his mouth and bit it, then said to his companions with a surprised look on his face:

"If you buy this thing, everyone in our village will get a big share of the money."

"Keep your voice down! Bastard, if you mess with the mages, we'll be finished!"

Someone scolded him again and said:

"Hurry up, hide her where we live first, send her out of the city tomorrow, and then let her go when we get the money, or just...what are you doing!"

Before the guy with some ideas could finish his words, he saw his accomplice impatiently reaching out and touching the girl's neck.

But not to do bad things.

"Look at her necklace! It's made of precious stones, it must be very valuable!"

The guy's outstretched fingers were shaking.

Probably because he had never seen such a luxurious pendant, he wanted to take the sapphire pendant off the unconscious girl's neck.

But before it came into contact with the thing, there was a whoosh, and a black shadow stabbed over, piercing the guy's arm.

Blood splattered and the pain made him want to scream.

But before he could shout, a man jumped out from the shadow behind him and hit the guy on the neck with a knife, causing him to roll his eyes and fall to the ground.

The gold bracelet with teeth marks in his arms also rolled out with a grunt.

"I thought I bumped into something bad, but I didn't expect it to be a group of petty thieves. Not only are they not skilled, they are also far from knowledgeable."

Blake, who had been following them all the way, stepped out of the floating shadows.

Holding the worn sword hilt with his left hand, he casually injected a little magic power into it.

The one-meter-long flaming sword popped out with a whoosh, burning brightly, lighting up the darkness of the dark alley, and making the few thieves in front of them tremble with fear.

The guy whose blade was pointed at raised his hands violently.

The ankle of the girl they were holding hit the ground with a bang. Several people almost threw the drunk girl out, but they didn't know how much she drank.

Such a collision did not wake her up.

There were only five thieves in total, one of them was knocked unconscious by Black, and the other four were instantly frightened.

When they saw that they were caught doing bad things, they were all scared to death.

I dare not say anything anymore.

"You are so brave. You don't know anything, yet you dare to touch a magic necklace. Aren't you afraid that it will explode?"

Blake glanced at the sapphire pendant around the chick's neck on the ground.

He could feel the fluctuation of magic power on it, but the girl wearing the magic robe was not a mage, and she did not have any magic power on her body.

The pirate said helplessly:

"And you can tell by looking at her clothes that she must be related to the mage. You still dare to take risks, and you are still in Dalaran City. How should I evaluate you?

Is he brave?

Or are you tired of living, so you are looking for death? "

He looked at the four people in front of him and the unconscious guy.

They were wearing shabby clothes and did not look like residents of Dalaran. Based on their conversation, they should be workers recruited by mages from outside the city.

Not all people living in the city-state of Dalaran are mages.

Since it is a city-state, there are naturally civilians living here, but in a place where mages are absolutely dominant, civilians are naturally excluded from the mainstream of the city-state.

The areas where they usually move are mostly in towns and villages outside the city. There are many such civilian gathering areas in the plain area beside Lake Lordamre.

Under normal circumstances, they would not have anything to do with the mages.

However, Dalaran was previously attacked by a red dragon controlled by the Dragonmaw Orcs, and the city was somewhat damaged, so it was natural to recruit some workers to repair it.

The noble mage masters will definitely not wipe the mud by themselves.

"grown ups."

The leader of the four farmers saw that the situation was not good, and saw that Blake was dressed as a businessman and did not look like a mage in the city, so he gritted his teeth and said boldly:

“There’s nothing we can do.

When those greenskins attacked here, they burned all our farms. The mages in Dalaran were supposed to protect us, and we pay taxes to them every year.

But they didn't.

We are penniless now, and the whole family is waiting for food. We just rely on working for the mages, which cannot support us at all, and neither do we."

"Well, it's a classic bad guy saying that people who do bad things are forced to do so."

Blake waved his hand, put away his weapon, and helped the girl on the ground.

Well, she has a good figure. She is covered by the large robe, but I didn't realize that this girl has such a good figure. And she looks pretty good, quite delicate.

It's a pity that he is an alcoholic. You can tell by the smell that this girl drank a lot tonight.

The drink capacity is quite good.

He helped the little girl, who had difficulty standing, and said to the people in front of him:

"I'm too lazy to talk to you more, and I'm not interested in seeking justice. I just saved you once. God knows what will happen after the magic necklace is activated.

get out.

You better hope this chick is drunk enough not to remember tonight.

Otherwise you will be in big trouble. "

Seeing that the guy in front of them had no intention of continuing to pursue the case, the four farmers who had been foolish for a moment immediately thanked him profusely and were about to leave with their knocked out companion.

But they didn't take a few steps when Blake called out to them.

"Hello."

The pirate looked disgusted and held the vomit-covered girl in his arms with one hand.

He said to the four farmers:

"You just said that the farms around here have been burned by orcs, and you are in urgent need of money to feed your families? Are there many displaced people like you?"

"Many, several towns are starving to death now."

The bolder farmer replied bitterly:

"The kings are going to go after the greenskins to fight and take revenge. We don't complain, but they also confiscated the food to use as military rations, and now the farms are gone.

us"

"Hmm, interesting."

Blake blinked and ignored the farmers in front of him who were acting foolishly due to their embarrassment in life. He turned around and walked into the dark alley.

After a few minutes.

"Ding"

Two gold coins were thrown on the bar of the "Magic Hotel", the largest hotel in Dalaran. Black supported the drunk girl and said to the bartender in front of him:

"Open a room and send this little drunkard like me in. She should be a local and has a relationship with a mage in the city. I'll leave it to you.

is that OK? "

"Of course no problem, sir."

Those who can open inns in Dalaran are businessmen who often deal with mages.

The bartender knew the situation as soon as he saw the robe on the girl.

He called a waitress and helped the girl to the second floor. When he turned around, Blake was gone.

——

"What kind of love affair is this? Is it so casual for your little pond to fulfill your wish?"

At the wishing fountain, Blake, wearing businessman's clothes, kicked against the pillar of the pond.

He cursed softly:

“That little drunkard is still a minor, bastard!

I know you guys are not reliable at all! Let's go to Quel'Thalas one day, kidnap a few elves and come back, and emulate my old man's heroic ambition. "

After scolding, the pirate adjusted his collar and looked around. He was standing next to the wishing fountain, looking around at the different signboards of the shops on both sides.

"Battle Witch, that's not it! Divine Weapon, uh, I went there just now, and it's full of bluffing garbage. Brilliant Grocery Store, uh, that's it."

The pirate looked at the inconspicuous little shop next to him, stepped forward with his suitcase in hand.

Pushing the door open, the small doorbell on the door vibrated. It was already dark, and a young male employee with red hair in the store was taking a nap in front of the counter.

After being woken up, he rubbed his eyes and looked at the customers who walked into the store with a dissatisfied look.

"Hi Jack, how are you doing?"

Blake asked the young man in front of him.

The latter looked at him suspiciously and did not answer. He put his left hand under the counter, probably holding some kind of weapon fixed there.

The pirate wasted no time and waved his hand.

The Assassin's emblem swirled and landed on the table in front of the employee. The latter was stunned for a moment, quickly and dexterously put away the emblem to identify it, and then winked at Black.

He led him into the small living room next to him and carefully closed the door.

Then he turned back and said:

"Since you showed up in Booty Bay a few days ago, many people in the organization have been asking for news about you. But few people could have imagined that the famous 'Orc Killer' has already arrived in Dalaran."

The intelligence agent named Jack brought Blake a cup of tea and said to him with a touch of respect:

"Mr. Black, there's something I have to tell you.

After you reappeared, Ms. Pasonia issued orders to intelligence points across northern Xinjiang. If we encounter you, we will notify you to join the alliance's pursuit of the tribe as quickly as possible. "

"Grandma Xiaoer?"

Black held the tea cup elegantly and said to Ravenholdt's intelligence agent in Dalaran:

"Please send a message to Granny Xiao for me. I may have less time to participate in the upcoming decisive battle. I have other important things to do.

If she has any questions, please ask her to contact the Holy Light Church directly and ask His Majesty Alonsos Fao about my work. In addition, please prepare a magic safe that is safe enough for me.

I have a gift to present to His Majesty Faao. "

"Your request will certainly be met."

Jack replied decisively and turned around to go to his shop.

A few minutes later, a black magic suitcase with the Assassin's League dagger mark was delivered to Blake.

The pirate took out a dark red crystal-like eyeball from the ordinary suitcase in his hand and placed it in the magic suitcase in front of Jack.

"This is... ah, sorry, I shouldn't have asked. This is not in line with the assassins' code."

Jack looked at this scene curiously. He glanced in Blake's direction, and when the latter closed the suitcase, he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"It's okay, Jack. Those codes are for outsiders. In our organization, there is only one code for all shadowwalkers.

The stronger you are, the freer you are. "

The pirate glanced at him and said in a faint tone:

"This is the Eye of Gul'dan. A relic from the orc warlock. It is also his death certificate. It is also the reason why I disappeared for so long. You can report it to the organization truthfully.

Yes, as you can see.

While Ravenholdt was doing nothing in the war, I completed another glorious hunt and killed another orc legend.

If the lives of two legendary orcs cannot be exchanged for the title of 'Master Assassin', then I will really consider quitting this decadent, incompetent and bureaucratic organization.

What do you think? Jack. "