Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Miss Jinjian? She is not in the Valley of the Kings now."

Nathanos received a disappointing answer from the quartermaster of the High Elf Expeditionary Force.

The quartermaster who was counting the number of arrows in the warehouse was very busy, so he did not explain the whereabouts of the golden sword to the ranger in detail. He just told him in a general way:

"Miss Jinjian has now joined the drive against the orcs as a vanguard and should be active in the Burning Plains area. The last time she returned to the supply point was seven days ago."

"Is there any way to contact her?"

Maris was entrusted by others, so he naturally inquired with all his heart.

As a result, the quartermaster looked at him suspiciously, and Nathanos immediately took out his Farstrider badge, which represented that although he was a human, he was one of the high elves' "ones".

After confirming that the badge was correct, the quartermaster opened his mouth to explain again:

"Miss Golden Sword is a rare and powerful warrior among the tribe who is involved in the way of anger. She was removed from her team by Ms. Alleria.

Therefore, their whereabouts are kept secret, and there is no magic stone in the camp to contact them.

If you are really in a hurry, you can go look for them. You are also a member of the Travelers, and you should be able to find the road marks left by them.

And Miss Jinjian is easy to identify. "

Having said this, the busy quartermaster also put down the record book in his hand, looked around, raised his slender eyebrows, and said gossiping:

"She is a half-elf. Although she comes from a magical family, her other half of the blood gives her a stronger body than her tribe, and her ears are also more delicate than those of her tribe.

Many people are speculating who Miss Jin Jian's biological father is.

There are rumors that he is most likely a legendary human warrior. Some people also say that Miss Jinjian is actually the illegitimate daughter of Marshal Lothar, and she is gilded when she comes to the battlefield this time, but I don't believe this statement.

I helped Miss Jinjian repair her armor.

The scars on it are shocking. It shows how violent her posture is when fighting. Speaking of which, you are also a human being. "

The Quartermaster blinked and said to Maris:

"Are you looking for her on behalf of her biological father? Come on, tell me quietly who the big shot is? I will keep it a secret. No one in the whole camp knows. I have the strictest mouth."

"Yeah?"

Seeing the quartermaster in front of him being so gossipy, Nathanos was deeply doubtful of his ability to keep secrets.

After prevaricating for a few words, he walked out of the quartermaster's tent and found Blake leaning against a tree trunk outside the camp, listening to a group of wounded elves not far away playing balalaikas and singing songs.

He told the pirate what he had learned, and the latter was not surprised.

"My old man's bloodline is indeed excellent, and he is also very partial. He gave the part of his bloodline that belongs to the sea to my sister, and the part that belongs to the warrior to my sister."

While enjoying the melodious singing of the high elves, Blake complained:

"He gave the best to his two girls, and what he gave me was a mess. And my younger brother will probably be a guy who can't achieve anything but a low level in the future.

The boy's family status is miserable, right? "

"But you are almost a master assassin now, which means your bloodline is also very good."

Nathanos crossed his arms and said:

"Your father also gave you a blessing."

"Nonsense, I worked hard to earn it myself."

The pirate glared at his companion. He took a grass stem from his hand, held it in his mouth, sucked the sweetness of the grass root, and said to Maris:

"This shadow's blessing has nothing to do with Dai Lin."

"I knew you had family problems. Children who don't get care will turn into monsters when they grow up. This is a saying among elves."

The ranger laughed, patted Blake on the shoulder and asked:

"So where to go next? Go directly to the Burning Plains to find the Golden Sword? Or complete your Assassin Master Trial?"

"Go to the dwarves."

The pirate thought for a while and said:

"I'm going to find a blacksmith to make something. I'm waiting for Xiao to come back. That guy must have something to tell us. As for the golden sword, there's no rush.

She will always be on the battlefield anyway, and there will always be a chance to meet her. "

They left the elven camp and headed towards the dwarf camp at the front.

Compared to the humans and elves, this place is much noisier. The dwarves, who are as muscular as sticks, have built several large furnaces and several workshops here.

The fire was scorching and black smoke was billowing.

The dwarves were all wearing blacksmith vests, exposing their steel-like muscles, and they were wielding forging hammers, making weapons and protective gear for the decisive battle.

There is also a cannon-making place next to it, where a group of noisy dwarfs are busy.

The most exaggerated thing is that there are seven or eight dwarf steam tanks parked next to the camp waiting for repairs.

These big guys are far less exaggerated and domineering than the tanks in Blake's memory. After all, they are products of engineering in a fantasy world, and they don't look very reliable.

There is no gun barrel, just a huge car body, and there are no tracks underneath.

It uses two rows of wheels driven by a transmission shaft and a lever.

The dwarves are also very artistic, shaping the front of the vehicle into the shape of a beast's head to give their steam tank a deterrent effect, usually a griffin's head or a ram's head.

Although there are no gun barrels, these tanks are equipped with steam-powered continuous-fire machine guns designed by dwarves, revealing a strange and sophisticated sense of magical technology.

The caliber of that thing is very powerful, and one shot can probably crack the orc's torso.

Unfortunately, Black didn't have many acquaintances with the dwarves, and there was no way to get close to him, so he went to the dwarfs and gave his name as Kelsey Steelshine, and was received by the busy dwarf engineer.

"Gang Shuo and their secret agents are the boldest and bravest group of us dwarves."

In front of him was a dwarf engineer wearing red goggles and waving a wrench, saying in a sharp voice:

"They are all over the Burning Plains now, flying rotorcraft to bomb the orc army. They are all war heroes, and their friends are also friends of all dwarves.

Tell me, tall human friends, what help do you need? "

"I want to make some assassin equipment."

Blake took out the drawings he had drawn from his arms, spread them out in front of the dwarf, and introduced to him:

"That's it, do it again, and finally do it like this, can you do it?"

"This drawing is so poorly drawn."

The dwarf engineer wearing goggles complained mercilessly. He stood on the chair, looked at the drawings spread out in front of him, held his beard and thought for a few minutes, and said to the pirate:

"It can be done, no problem. Its structure is very simple, just a very ordinary spring energy storage mechanism. Not only can I make it, I can also improve it. But you have to come up with the materials."

"No problem, I brought the materials."

The pirate took out a small bag from the magic bag, looked around, and handed the thing to the dwarf engineer, who took it and took a look.

I was very curious and took out a black, curved claw from it.

He said doubtfully:

"What material is this? I've never seen it before. Are you sure you want to use bone instead of steel?"

"This is a dragon bone."

The pirate grinned and said:

"It's much more durable than ordinary steel. If you can do it before tomorrow morning, I can pay you twice as much. Oh, by the way, help me make a hook lock by the way."

Use this dragon tendon to do it. "

"cool!"

The dwarf engineer blew a loud whistle and said:

"Dragon, a legendary creature. It's really worth the trip to help."

After saying that, he tapped the dragon claws and dragon bones in his pocket again, raised his head and said to Blake:

"I don't want payment. I can do it for you for free. I will make four for you before tomorrow morning, but the remaining scraps will belong to me. I want to take back the Gnomeregan collection."

"Four, okay."

The pirate glanced at the dwarf engineer and said:

"But you can't cut corners. My smart friend, you dwarves also have assassins. You know how powerful they are. I don't think you would like to offend a master assassin."

"Cutting corners? Hey, friend, you're insulting a master craftsman!"

The dwarf puffed up his chest in dissatisfaction, blew his beard and said with eyes wide open:

"You can go to Gnomeregan and ask about it. I, Oversback, have a very good reputation. I will run for membership in the Artisan Parliament next year.

I won't do anything like this to ruin my reputation! "

"Hey, are you Overspark?"

Blake exclaimed in surprise, then immediately apologized and said:

"Sorry, I didn't recognize you. I heard Kelsey say you are a very powerful master craftsman before, but you dwarfs all look the same when you put on goggles."

"It doesn't matter. In the eyes of us dwarfs, you humans are all the same."

The white-haired dwarf craftsman in front of him waved his hand magnanimously, mentioned the materials Black gave him, and was about to turn around to do the work, but was stopped by the pirate.

He looked at the dwarf in front of him and asked softly:

"I heard that you have been looking for the legend of the Mechanognomes?"

"Um?"

Oversback, who had already walked away, suddenly turned his head. The white-bearded dwarf opened his red goggles with a snap and stared at Blake with a pair of ghostly eyes.

He said:

"I have been studying this matter privately, but I have not told anyone else. Where did you hear about it? And even my tribe thinks that the mechanical dwarf is just a legend."

"No, no, no, they are not legends."

Blake explains:

"As you can see, Master Overback, I am a Kul Tiran. I grew up in Boralus, and there is a legend about a mechanical villain circulating there.

It is said that the weather in Boralus gets very bad for a few days every month.

In the black storm, many citizens have seen some strange aircraft taking off from the heavy rain city. They will bring many packages, and occasionally even live animals will fly into the clouds and disappear. "

The pirate looked at the dwarf's eyes that were getting brighter and brighter. He coughed and said:

"The people there are more superstitious, and they will spread urban rumors about 'robotic thieves' who steal things. I think the protagonist described in that story should be the legendary mechanical dwarf.

But our engineering skills are too poor to detect their disguise. "

"Really?"

Overback's eyes shone brightly, and the dwarf said in a shrill voice:

"After so many years, I have searched the entire eastern continent, and I am almost desperate. Who would have thought that the compatriots who fled Gnomeregan a thousand years ago would actually settle overseas?

I really want to go and see it now. "

"It's better to wait until the war is over, my friend."

Blake smiled like a fox who had stolen a chicken and said:

"I have a ship and I am familiar with the route to Kul Tiras. After everything settles down, I will be willing to take you on a sea adventure."

"Okay, it's settled then."

Overback snapped his fingers, shook the small bag in his hand, and said:

"This thing counts as the deposit I paid you, human. I won't cut corners for you this time, but you will have to send me safely to Kul Tiras when the time comes."

"Yeah, it's agreed."

The pirate gave a thumbs up and waved.

After watching the dwarf leave, he turned to the ranger beside him and said:

"Look, when dealing with these smart and cunning little guys, you really can't slack off at all. They are so smart that even if they do some tricks, you won't be able to detect them."

Nathanos nodded in agreement. He had just looked at a few dwarf drawings and was confused. He had no idea what was drawn on them.

A few minutes later, the ranger who was admiring all kinds of strange and weird gadgets at the dwarf suddenly raised his head, glanced at the sky, and said to the pirate who was playing with a weird machine next to him:

"Look, Shore is back on a gryphon."

"Let's go find him."

Blake flipped his fingers and the machine at hand disappeared into his hand, pulling the ranger towards the griffon pen.

Shortly after they left, the dwarf engineer screamed:

"Hey, has anyone seen the chicken transformer I just made? Where are my rocket boots?"

"Ah! The improved brainwashing cap I just made is also missing!"

"My death ray gun was stolen, and the blueprint for the World Amplifier is missing!"

"No, there's been a thief! Alarm, sound the alarm! It must be those unclean assassins who have come in again to steal our explosive grenades, please turn on the detection radar!

Throw all the hidden thunder!

We must teach them a lesson this time! Let them know that dwarfs are not to be trifled with! "