Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"boom"

The blood-red Phoenix heavy sword was inserted into the ground, splashing up the black-red dust formed by the unique volcanic ash of the Burning Plains. It was blown by the scorching wind, circled around the golden sword's Phoenix boots, and was blown away again.

In the dark corner at the end of the canyon, one can still hear the screams of orcs being slaughtered in the distance, which are no different from the screams of other creatures when they are dying.

The harsh voice was filled with desperation.

It is the cry when life withers away.

However, unlike in the past, the war sword carefully forged by the magic craftsmen of Quel'Thalas today was not stained with blood, which also made the owner of the war sword full of fire.

Under her battle helmet, she glared at the "brother" who suddenly appeared in her life.

There was no trace of curiosity or expectation in her eyes, but instead a kind of undisguised disgust and push away. It seemed that she didn't want to have any contact with the person in front of her at all.

As an assassin, Blake easily captured this emotion.

This made his talk today full of pessimism.

I guess I can't come up with any constructive opinions.

But it's not good to just walk away after the first contact. After all, the same blood flows in the two people's bodies.

"You serve Alleria?"

Blake broke the silence first and said:

"Have you discussed it with Aunt Jinjian before setting off to the battlefield? Aren't you afraid that your actions will put her in a politically embarrassing situation? As far as I know, Aunt Jinjian is a senior member of the Silver Moon Council."

"House Windrunner is permanently neutral in the politics of Quel'Thalas."

Fenner looked at Blake up and down and said coldly:

"On the contrary, you, a human, are so concerned about the politics of elves. Do you intend to use this to deceive an inexperienced elf like your father?"

"Well, it sounds like you have a lot of resentment towards Dai Lin."

The pirate laughed and said:

"Do you need me to remind you? When Dai Lin and your mother met, Aunt Jinjian was old enough to be his grandmother. She was not some elf girl who was 'inexperienced in the world'.

So I think the meeting between the young prince and the romantic elf mage may be more about mutual attraction.

Not 'bait' as you think.

In addition, the Windrunner family is permanently neutral, which does not mean that Alleria is neutral.

The eldest daughter of the Windrunner said several times in public that Quel'Thalas should ally with humans and stand firmly together using the ancient alliance as a bridge.

Speeches like this would probably not satisfy the members of the Silver Moon Parliament. "

"You came here today just to talk to me about elf politics?"

Jin Jian took the initiative to end the topic and said:

"What's the point of that rotten thing? If you're going to continue wasting my time"

"It's exactly the same."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Blake. The pirate looked at her and said in a relaxed tone:

"When the topic of politics comes up, your reaction is exactly the same as Dai Lin's. That admiral would rather take the fleet to sea to fight pirates than waste time in political meetings.

What else can I say?

It’s truly a lineage. "

"Click"

Hearing this, Fenna Golden Sword's gauntlets were clasped tightly.

The friction between the steel gauntlets made a scalp-numbing collision sound, and the red anger wrapped around the fist showed the half-elf's excellent talent in the path of anger.

Think back to Drake's pitiful character panel when he died in the sea of ​​Khaz Modan, and then look at Fenner, who has mastered the power of anger at such a young age.

Blake couldn't help but think again that Dai Lin was really partial.

Give the best things to your daughters.

"Calm down, I didn't mean to provoke you."

The pirate raised his hands and pressed them down.

He said to Fenner, who was unwilling to even take off her battle helmet to show her attitude:

"I came here today just to see you. You can rest assured that it was not Dai Lin's request. He didn't even know that he still had a daughter alive.

I just happened to have to take care of some things in the Burning Steppes, so I stopped by to take a look out of curiosity.

I originally wanted to talk to you about some family matters.

But since you have made your attitude clear, I won't waste my time. But I have a question. As far as I know, Aunt Jinjian probably didn’t tell you about your life experience.

Where did you learn about your relationship with Dai Lin? "

"I've seen him."

Fenner said in a low tone:

“When he landed from Westfall with the Kul Tiras fleet, I was accompanying Ms. Alleria to stop the orcs of the Blackstone Tribe in the Redridge Mountains.

I saw him from a distance when I was resting at Donggu Lumber Camp.

I knew who he was the moment I saw him. The pendant that his mother carries with her all year round contains images of him when he was young. He has become much older.

There was anger and sadness that lingered in his eyes.

I heard from the lady that he had just lost his son, Drake Proudmoore, who was said to have died in the Palatine Bay, at the hands of the orcs.

what a pity. "

When the half-elf heard that Blake had not come here in compliance with Dai Lin's order, the aura of being repellent from thousands of miles away weakened a bit.

As she spoke, she took another look at Blake's outfit.

Asked:

"Are you here to avenge your brother? Are you Daelin's third son? Tarred Proudmoore?"

"???"

Blake's eyes were filled with questions as he looked at the half-elf with a cold temperament in front of him.

He hesitated for a moment and asked:

"Where did you hear this name? The person who told you this didn't tell you how old Tanred is this year? Do you think a ten-year-old kid who is still playing with urine can run to the Burning Plains? Come on, kill the orcs so neatly?

How do you do your intelligence work? "

"Um?"

Upon hearing this question, Fenner immediately realized that there might be some small mistakes in her knowledge.

Indeed, when Ms. Alleria told her about Dai Lin's family, she did not clarify the ages of Dai Lin's children, and she did not take the initiative to ask because of her resistance.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

The half-elf turned away, coughed a few times pretending to be nothing, and then said suspiciously:

"You're not Tanred? Then who are you? Another illegitimate son of Daelin? I know it! Like other human kings written in the book, he is the kind of person who has a corrupt and dirty private life."

"???"

The pirate's eyes were filled with questions again.

He glanced at the aggrieved Jin Jian with a strange look, and corrected him again:

“The current kings of the seven human kingdoms, including the traitor Aiden, all have exemplary personal ethics.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is good to keep oneself clean.

There may be lovers, but as far as I know, Dai Lin is the only one with an illegitimate child.

Where did you hear the rumors about the human king's corrupt private life? Have you read too many third-rate knight novels written by down-and-out mages in Dalaran? "

"Shut up!"

Finna, who accidentally exposed her little hobby, became a little angry and stamped her feet and scolded her. This gesture made the pirate shake his head repeatedly.

He said in a sad tone:

"Aunt Jinjian is a senior mage, and her wisdom goes without saying.

But unfortunately, this wisdom cannot give you much. While you inherited Dai Lin's talent as a warrior, you also inherited the bold and careless part of his character.

Take my advice.

From now on, don't express your opinions casually on things you don't understand, otherwise you will make a fool of yourself. "

"bass"

The phoenix epee beside Miss Jin Jian was lifted up with one hand and pointed at the pirate. Under the red anger, the big blue eyes in the helmet began to become bloodshot.

This is proof that the warriors are truly angry.

"You really deserve a beating! Did you come here to provoke me on purpose?"

"No, I'm just going to tell you who I am."

Blake shook his head regretfully and said:

"But now I have decided not to tell you. It's not that I don't trust your strength, but that I really have no confidence in your wisdom. I'm afraid that you will be tricked into revealing my identity by someone else's words.

That would be the end of it.

Forget it, enjoy your life. Since you don't want to get involved in anything related to the Proudmoore family, I won't force you.

Say hello to Aunt Jinjian for me.

In addition, Jaina Proudmoore is now studying magic with the mages in Dalaran. She is only a ten-year-old child.

I don't think she would make you feel threatened.

So, if possible, after the war is over, you can get in touch with her. "

After saying that, the pirate took a step back and said a polite farewell to Fenna as the shadows gathered. When the half-elf raised his hand to ask, he disappeared from her eyes.

Not only did the figure disappear, but the aura that had been locked by Fenna also disappeared without a trace.

It's as if he doesn't exist in the material world at all.

This made Fenner's eyes blink.

She may be simple-minded, but she's not stupid.

In terms of power perception, it is different from ordinary people because of the fusion of two excellent bloodlines.

From the movement of Blake disappearing and blocking his breath, she could feel that this guy who suddenly appeared and called her "sister" might be even higher than her in terms of strength.

But who is he?

Dai Lin's eldest son was dead, and the news spread throughout the alliance. The last time he unexpectedly saw Dai Lin, the sadness in the king's eyes could not be hidden from her.

Daelin's third son, Tanred Proudmoore, is only ten years old this year, and there is no way he can come to a dangerous battlefield.

so.

he is

Sure enough, he is another illegitimate son of Dai Lin!

Just like her.

It was the poor boy who was secretly born on a stormy night by the amorous human king who, after abandoning his mother, looked for an aristocratic lover other than his wife.

Like her, she was born with the pain of being abandoned.

I couldn't live under the sun, so I chose the path of shadow.

And because of the blood connection, he endured the torture of not being able to meet his relatives, but he couldn't worry about his family being in a dangerous battlefield, so he turned into a shadow and came to meet him.

I originally wanted to draw some warmth from my family, but I

However, he lost his temper with him and vented his resentment towards Dai Lin on the poor people who had the same life experience as himself.

He must be feeling very uncomfortable now, right?

Miss Fenner's thoughts spread out and ran along her usual way of thinking. Within a few minutes after Blake disappeared, she came up with a story that moved her.

She wasn't thinking in the right direction at all.

He didn't even think about the possibility that the person in front of him might be the dead Derek Proudmoore.

It's a good thing that Blake can't read minds, otherwise he would have been laughed to death on the spot by the magical brain circuit of his weird sister in the Burning Plains.

But to be honest, it’s not Fenna Golden Sword’s fault.

You can see what the warriors are like just by looking at the Black Hand Chief. The better the warrior is, the less he likes to think.

There is a saying that people who think too much cannot become good soldiers.

The simpler the mind, the stronger the power that bursts out in anger, and the stronger the power, the less need to think. When any trouble can be cut in half with a sword in his hand.

Thinking has become a burden for the soldiers.

Especially on the battlefield.

The more you think about it, the faster you die.

"Buzz"

The phoenix heavy sword wrapped in anger spun around in the next moment.

In a counter-holding posture, she was held by Fenner's hands with her head lowered, whizzing and stabbing behind her, stabbing through an orc assassin who was trying to sneak up on her in the shadows.

And while swinging the sword, he threw the enemy's body to the ground.

"boom"

The orc assassin, whose chest was completely chopped into pieces, fell to the ground with his eyes blank, splashing up volcanic ash that covered the burning plain. In the scorching wind, it flew around Miss Golden Sword's boots and was blown away again.

Finna, who was wearing exquisite plate armor, put away her heavy sword and glanced in the direction where Blake disappeared.

she thought to herself.

Next time we meet, I must say sorry to my illegitimate brother who shares the same problem.

Their tragedy is all Dai Lin's fault!