Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Um."

Under the warm streetlight, Blake, who was wearing disguise magic, nodded.

Answer aloud in simple words.

The Orb of Deception can disguise the appearance, but the disguise of the voice is very poor, so it would be too much to say too much. He straightforwardly stretched out his hand to the vigilant Jaina and gave something away.

In his fat palm lay the silver anchor-shaped pendant. It was slightly melted by the dragon fire, but its original shape could still be seen.

The slender chains are intertwined, reflecting a slightly colder light under the magic street lamp.

The moment she saw this thing, all the vigilance and anxiety in little Gianna's eyes completely disappeared, replaced by a touch of surprise that could not be concealed.

She immediately reached out and held the silver pendant in her hand, checking it over and over again with the meticulousness unique to a mage.

She recognized this thing.

This was a gift from her father, Derek Proudmoore, when her brother was born, and every child in the Proudmoore family has a similar pendant.

Gianna has one herself.

Wear it around her neck and never leave it.

Outsiders have no idea about this tradition of the Proudmoore family, and they cannot imitate an identical pendant. The fact that the fat businessman in front of him can produce this thing proves that he has indeed met his brother.

This also proves another thing!

According to outsiders' legends, his brother, who died in the battle in the waters of Khaz Modan and sank under the water with the third fleet, is really still alive!

He is somewhere in the world now!

"My brother."

Little Gianna's heart was filled with surprise and warmth.

She held the pendant with both hands and placed it on her chest. When she raised her head, her big eyes were filled with tears. She seemed to want to question the person in front of her:

Since her brother is alive, why doesn't he come to see her?

Why hide this news from your family again? Doesn't he know how uncomfortable and painful this will make his family?

My father is like that because of pain!

Why doesn't my brother show up?

But before she could ask the question, she saw the fat businessman in front of her, smiling and narrowing his eyes, putting his finger to his mouth and making a silent gesture towards her.

Blake deliberately raised his voice, imitating the decaying voice of Habron, and whispered to Jaina Proudmoore in front of him:

"Prince Drake is doing great things, little princess. He has embarked on a path uninterrupted by fate. Before he achieves greatness, it is difficult to return to the world of us mortals.

As for me, I am just a humble messenger.

Nor can I tell you much about his fate.

But he told me personally that one day, after he completes his work, he will return to you and his relatives.

But now, all he can give you is this thing that represents his life.

He hopes that this will comfort your soul and allow you to inherit His will.

Please also understand his difficulties. "

"Thank you, Sir Messenger, but I would like to see him."

The little princess's doll-like face showed a hint of gratitude and disappointment. She pursed her lips and said softly:

"He kept appearing in my dreams. Every time I wanted to talk to him, he would disappear into the sea with a smile on his face. I asked my mentor and it seemed to represent a kind of misfortune.

I wanted to see him. I just wanted to tell him that no matter what kind of misfortune he suffered, he could come home and get through it with us.

No matter what he becomes, I will never give up on him.

Can you help me bring this sentence to my brother?

Just say that his sister is waiting for him in Dalaran, and I will work hard to learn magic until one day when I am strong enough, I will take the initiative to see him.

I believe he is doing great things. My brother is the prince of Kul Tiras. He will do great things and achieve great things.

And I, I will help my brother and help him defeat all the bad guys who prevent him from returning home!

Tell him not to worry about me. "

Jaina wiped her tears and tried her best to smile at Blake. It was obvious that she didn't want to worry the messenger in front of her, so she turned her face and straightened her expression.

Then he came back and said:

"Please tell my brother that everything is fine with me. I'm waiting for him to send me a letter. If you really can't come back to see me, you can always write a letter, right?

If he's really too busy, he doesn't have to reply.

I write to him whenever he can receive it. "

"He will reply, sensible little girl."

Blake stood up, and under the light of the street lamp, he said warmly to the little princess in front of him:

"I will also bring your words to your brother, and I guarantee that he will hear them exactly as they are. But I also have a request. Please help him hide the news about your brother for the time being.

Princess, you are a promising mage. You know that there are many mysterious powers in this world. Your brother is currently fighting some of them.

He didn't want this danger to extend to his relatives because of him.

This is what he specifically told me to do.

He said, this is a secret that only belongs to the two of you. So, I want to ask you, His Highness Drake Proudmoore, can I trust you? Her Highness Jaina Proudmoore. "

"Can't you even say it to your father?"

Jaina hesitated.

She made a "little bit" gesture to Blake in front of her and said:

"My father is in pain. Although he has been hiding his pain in front of me, I can feel it. Can I reveal a little bit, just a little bit."

"cannot!"

Blake shook his head and said:

"If you can't keep it a secret, Jaina, then I have to take this pendant back. Your brother is trying to protect you, and you have to understand his difficulty.

Be good, okay? "

"Oh well."

Little Gianna immediately clenched the pendant in her hand as if it were the most precious treasure. She nodded and said to Blake seriously:

"I swear on Jaina Proudmoore's name that I will tell no one this news until my brother has completed his work.

But if I were to write him a letter, who should I send it to? "

"Blake Shaw."

Blake pretended to be serious, picked up his cane, held it in his hand, and said to little Gianna:

"An assassin who is about to become famous, and a pirate who is about to roam the sea. He is also a trustworthy person who follows your brother, just like me.

You can send letters to him through Ravenholdt's channels. Just like the process I used to give you this note, I believe this will not be difficult for the daughter of the sea.

Be sure to keep confidentiality and communicate in code words when necessary.

If you have any needs, if you urgently need something, or feel that you are in danger and need help, you can take the initiative to find him.

When your brother doesn't come forward, he can help you complete your request, but don't contact him too frequently, he also has his own things to do.

Okay, little princess.

You've been away from the mage tower for too long, which will arouse suspicion.

Let's go back.

Hide the joy in your heart and pretend that nothing happened. From today on, you are also your brother's little guard. "

"Well, bye, sir."

Little Gianna immediately looked around warily, as if she were a secret protector. She politely bowed her head to say goodbye to Blake, then walked away quickly with her staff in hand.

But just after taking a few steps, Blake stopped her again:

"Wait, there's one more thing. Your brother has found a great mentor for you.

He doesn't think Antonidas can complete the magic teaching and life education for you. Don't worry, I'm just telling you the news in advance.

You don't have to make any moves, he has already arranged everything for you, you just need to follow your brother's arrangements, that's all. "

"but"

Jaina suddenly turned around, tilted her head and said to Black:

"But I feel that my mentor is very good to me and he is also very powerful. He..."

"No, Antonidas is not that powerful, especially when compared to your new mentor."

Blake waved his hands disapprovingly, made a farewell gesture, and said:

"Please trust your brother, little Gianna, and obey his arrangements. He will not harm you. Be obedient and don't disobey your brother's request. He will reward you."

"Okay then."

The little princess pursed her lips. She waved to Blake, wrapped her hood again, and walked quickly to the mage tower with an ice staff that was taller than her.

When she entered the mage tower, she looked back and saw that the fat gentleman was no longer there under the magic streetlight across the street.

"Brother's followers are so mysterious."

The little princess thought so and stepped into the mage tower.

A smile she hadn't seen for a long time finally appeared on her face, and she even hummed a song in a relaxed mood, but soon she remembered Blake's instructions and hurriedly put on a straight face.

After looking around again and finding that no one was paying attention, she quickly returned to her room, looked at the silver pendant in her hand, and smiled stupidly.

Then take off your pendant and hide it carefully.

Then he put his brother's pendant around his neck.

She picked up a piece of parchment and a quill, lay on the table, thought for a while, and began to write her first letter to her brother.

"Dear brother, uh, you can't write it like that, it needs to be kept confidential. Well, then it won't work if you write it as dear Blake. Oops, it's so complicated.

How about this.

Write it as Dear Mr. S. Well, that’s not bad. "

——

"Gianna is obviously very obedient now. If she is so obedient, why would she do something like a parricide in the future?"

The pirate complained in his mind.

Under the guidance of the magic streetlight, he turned forward and turned around a street intersection, intending to cross the alley, go back to the Glorious Grocery Store, and spend the night in Ravenholdt's stronghold.

Waiting for Merry Winterwind to arrange his reception.

But just as Blake walked into an alley, a beam of teleportation light suddenly lit up behind him.

The fluctuation of the magic power was obvious, and it was obvious that the visitor had no intention of concealing his appearance.

The pirate stopped.

He glanced back.

After the blue teleportation light faded, a young man with black hair appeared in the shadow of the alley.

He wore a robe with the emblem of the Purple Magic Eye of the Kirin Tor, and held a staff wrapped in four red crystals in his hand. He had a thin cheek, a beard, and a pair of sharp eyes.

Notably, on his shoulder lay a black and white kitten.

That kitten looks very interesting.

The whole body is white, only the cheeks, ears, four paws and tail are black. It also has a pair of blue eyes. It is very beautiful, very delicate, and small, making people feel loving at the first sight.

It must also be the beloved pet of this evil black-haired mage.

As a magic that has been used by high elves for thousands of years, normal teleportation should not have such violent arcane fluctuations.

It must be that the mage deliberately increased the mana injection in order to protect his cat when the teleportation spell took effect, but this also means that the mage is very confident in his own strength.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t show up here with my pet.

"you are?"

Blake asked pretending to be confused.

"Shh!"

The mage made a silent movement, and then glanced at the sleeping kitten on his shoulder. He changed his staff to his other hand so that his shoulder would be level and not disturb the kitten's sleep.

Then in a light voice, he said to Blake:

"Kir'ri Tor High Mage Kel'Thuzad transferred to Archmage Antonidas a few months ago and conducted magical research under his guidance.

I lived with Jaina Proudmoore in the Archmage's Mage Tower.

Before the great master left, he told me to take good care of his valued disciples.

Little Gianna is a very well-behaved magic apprentice. Her talent is amazing, but she is too young and does not know much about magic other than ice magic.

Just like your disguise, sir.

This is a very special way of using magic developed by the high elves from Quils in the long past. As far as I know, this kind of camouflage magic was originally used to provide elf assassins and rangers to use when performing tasks.

So, sir, are you from Quel'Thalas?

And, why would you want to contact Jaina Proudmoore privately? "

He asked two questions.

And it seems like he won’t leave if he doesn’t get an answer.

Blake moved his shoulders, took out a gray-white dice, gestured to the mage in front of him, and said:

"Wait a mininute."

"Wait until I throw the dice and then I decide how to answer you."