Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"So, Ms. Windrunner, what do you want to talk to me about?"

In the dim cabin of the Nagfar, Black looked at the Ranger General who had his arms folded in front of him in the darkness. The latter, like a delinquent, was leaning against the bulkhead, blocking the way of the pirates.

The lady's ghost form still maintains her previous appearance, with a tall and well-proportioned figure, wearing a full set of Ranger General armor, a combat hood, and a large cloak.

Blake noticed that Ms. Lilesa's long hair was braided around her neck and hanging on her chest. This hairstyle was full of the flavor of a mature big sister.

It also made the pirate keep complaining in his heart:

Madam, your hairstyle is really dangerous.

Of course, on the surface, Blake still maintained the cold and gloomy look that a pirate captain should have, standing on his own ship with his hands behind his back and a calm look on his face.

"I heard that you are also a ranger?"

Ms. Lilesa looked Blake up and down with her sharp eyes under the hood. After a few seconds, she said:

“Haven’t you passed the ‘Wild Trial’ yet?”

"Getting ready, ma'am."

Blake said frankly:

“I have recently been looking for rumors and knowledge related to rangers to prepare for my own wilderness trial, but I heard that the same wilderness trial has different contents for rangers who walk on different paths of hunting.

Therefore, I plan to visit a few legendary hunters first and ask for their opinions.

For example, Hemet Nesingwary, the legendary hunter of Ironforge, or General Shandris of the night elf Kaldorei in Feathermoon Fortress. If I am lucky enough to meet Lady Tyrande Whisperwind, I will too."

"You can't see any of the people you mentioned."

Before the pirate finished speaking, General Windrunner in front of him yawned and reached out to interrupt Black's delusion.

She said bluntly:

"A pirate who has an affair with an orc may be able to hide it from others, but in front of the legendary hunters, the smell of green-skinned orcs on your body will be easily caught by their hunting senses.

With old Hemet's violent temper, he would probably shoot you in the head before you even got close to him.

As for the Kaldorei.

Oh, don't be ridiculous, Captain, the dark aura on your body will only be considered by them as a degenerate. Even though I'm dead, I can still smell the evil energy on your body from such a distance. "

Ms. Windrunner stood up straight, put her hands on her hips, and said:

"If you dare to step into the territory guarded by the Sentinel Legion on the continent of Kalimdor, you will immediately be regarded as a demon traveler. No, you don't need a legendary hunter to take action.

The wardens of the Kaldorei clan will come out in full force as soon as possible.

The small cubicle used to imprison demons on Watch Island will be the best destination for you for the rest of your life. "

The pirate nodded frequently at these words.

The different meaning revealed in the words also made Blake narrow his eyes.

This comment basically stopped Black from looking for legendary hunters of other races to ask about the possibility of wilderness trials at this point in time.

The profession of hunter is very similar to that of a warrior.

As long as you can shoot arrows, you can call yourself a hunter. However, while the lower limit of this profession is very low, the upper limit is also extremely amazing. However, archery still requires some talent compared to slashing with a knife.

Of all the races in Azeroth, the elves are of course the best at shooting. The trolls are also rich in good hunters, followed by the dwarves who have always had a hunting tradition. Their eyesight and endurance are very good.

As for humans

Well, human beings are dabblers, and they are dabblers in everything they do.

In addition to unique professional systems such as priests and paladins under the blessing of faith, basically the current professional systems of human civilization are borrowed from other races.

Lilesa clearly intended to guide Blake in his wilderness trials.

But probably because of the pride of the high elf, she wanted Black to take the initiative and ask her, the legendary ranger, for the secrets of the Wilderness Trial.

Thus making Blake owe her a favor.

This just offsets Blake's kindness in saving her from the orc warlock.

After she owed nothing, she could confidently ask the pirates to release her.

This little idea was immediately appreciated by the cunning pirate. He sighed in his heart that this Windrunner's mother was really a principled person. It was really reassuring to deal with such an upright hero.

But what's going on with this little tsundere?

If you want to help, just say so.

You still have to ask me to speak first?

The elf is indeed hypocritical, thinking so in his heart, Black's eyes rolled, he put on a thoughtful expression, and followed General Lyresa's words.

He frowned and said:

"Oh my, what Ms. Windrunner said makes sense. These legendary hunters are not easy to get close to. It seems that I will have to find another way to conduct my wilderness trial.

Let me think about it, is there any legendary hunter in the Eastern Continent who can help me? "

After hearing the pirate's words, Ms. Lylitha Windrunner showed a smile under her hood that everything was going well.

Blake was thinking hard in front of her. After a few seconds, he suddenly slapped his forehead and said in an annoyed tone:

"Look how stupid I am, isn't there a legendary ranger right in front of me?"

The smile on Ms. Windrunner's face became more obvious.

She raised her feet forward and put on an expression that said "That's right" and "Since you asked the question sincerely, I will guide you casually."

Just when he was about to give guidance to the junior Black as a senior ranger, he heard the pirate say in a joyful voice:

“The legendary hunter of the orcs!

The son of the Beast King Leorox and the warrior of the Moknasa clan, Rexxar Rema is said to be wandering around the hills and mountains of the eastern continent with his legendary war bear Misha, living half of his life. Days of seclusion.

According to the stories told by the incompetent orcs under my command, he was a beast king who was tired of war and devoted himself to pursuing the way of the wilderness.

He and Gul'dan have an irresolvable hatred. Since I killed Gul'dan with my own hands, maybe Lord Rexxar will be willing to guide me in the wilderness trial. "

As he spoke, the pirate whistled, and the ghost wolf Frostclaw reluctantly walked out of the shadows and squatted next to the pirate.

Black stroked the head of the war wolf next to him, ignoring Frostpaw's aloof look. With a bit of joy and gratitude, he said to Lyressa Windrunner in front of him:

"Look, I also have my own battle pet. Maybe I am very suitable to follow Rexxar's path of beast king. You are worthy of being a senior in the ranger world, Ms. Windrunner.

Your few words opened my mind. I really want to thank you sincerely.

Well, without further ado, it’s time for me to head out to the wetlands.

It is said that the last time Rexxar was seen was in that damp swamp, he seemed to be hunting the dragons of the Dragonmaw clan. Thanks, ma'am. "

After saying that, Blake turned around and walked to the other side of the cabin. As he walked, he hooked his hands behind him and called out:

"Frostpaw, you stupid wolf, catch up."

Watching the pirate leave, Ms. Lilesa clenched her fists and the corners of her eyes twitched.

This stinky pirate!

He must have done it on purpose.

"Whoosh"

The ghost disappeared from where it was, and with the help of its unobstructed passage through the Nagfar, it appeared at the other end of the cabin, blocking Blake's eyes. She said:

"You learned the ranger skills of the high elves before embarking on the path of hunting. What you have learned and your current experience are completely different from the hunting methods of the orcs.

I have not seen the Rexxar Remar you are talking about, but I have seen how the orcs of the Bleeding Circle hunt.

I can tell you responsibly, Captain Black, even if you find the legendary orc hunter, you will not be able to learn his ways of the wilderness from him.

You must find another way, find another instructor who understands the way of hunting elves and is good at it to provide you with advanced training. "

"Um?"

Blake stopped and fell into thought again.

He rubbed his chin, with a serious thinking expression on his face, which made General Lilesa relax again. She had already reminded him that if Blake could not understand what he meant, the pirate's IQ would be worrying.

The pirate captain thought carefully for a few seconds and then patted his forehead.

Looking at the elf ranger general in front of him, he suddenly realized:

"What Ms. Windrunner said makes sense. Now that you have learned Farstrider's tactics and combat skills, and your fighting style has been finalized, it is indeed a waste of time to go to the orcs to learn from them.

Well, I should follow your advice and find a new ranger mentor."

Ms. Windrunner smiled.

Thinking that this time there must be no problem, I was about to show the expression of "I'm here" again on my face, when I heard Blake ask seriously:

"As the saying goes, the one who knows you best is often your enemy. After thinking about it, I think Ms. Windrunner meant to ask me to find the forest trolls who have been hostile to the high elves for thousands of years, right? ?

Coincidentally, I heard that Zuljin, the current leader of the Amani clan, is not only a powerful warrior and a high-level shadow hunter, but also a troll hunter who is very accomplished in hunting.

I think, given Zul'jin's feud with the high elves, he must be extremely familiar with the Farstrider Legion's combat techniques.

But I heard that the troll was a bit extreme and stubborn.

If I want to ask him for help, I will probably have to bring a few high elf heads there, but it is not difficult. The Farstrider Legion and the Phoenix Mages are still fighting in the Burning Plains.

The Eternal Song Forest should be guarding the void. I will take a ship there, rush in and out quickly, tie up a few high-status high elf sissies, and take them to the Amani trolls. I should be able to please Zuljin."

"No! You idiot! That's totally the opposite!"

Hearing the pirate's unabashed sarcasm, no matter how well-educated Windrunner's mother was, she would have raised her eyebrows in anger. The hatred between the high elves and the Amani trolls can no longer be described as a blood feud.

One of the two must fall completely before their hatred can die.

The Ranger General strode forward. She looked at him condescendingly with her sharp eyes under the hood, a head taller than Blake. The pirate did not avoid this gaze.

He also looked at Windrunner’s mother and said in a gentle tone:

"You should have talked about these things with Mr. Elan. Didn't he tell you that I don't like to be concise when I speak. Madam, if you are willing to teach me, I can ask for it.

But if this teaching represents a transaction, then I cannot accept it.

You want something from me, and you owe me a favor.

You have to return the favor.

Only when we don't owe each other anything will I be willing to sit down with you and talk about what you want from me on an equal footing.

And Lord Elan should have told you that I took over Medivh's prophetic duties.

I am also a prophet now. "

Blake stretched out his hand to help Ms. Lylessa straighten her hood and the braids on her chest that were shaking in anger.

He said:

"About your three daughters and one son, and about the future of the Windrunner family.

Although the world has changed from its original trajectory, with the level of political criticism between the royal party and the parliamentary faction in the high elves, there is a high probability that they will not be able to live a good life.

Your departure was too hasty. Your daughters do not have your ability and prestige. No matter who takes over as Ranger General, it will be difficult for them to be absolutely neutral.

I think that as a mother, after you have dedicated everything to your country and died in the war, you should perhaps seek some helpful help for your children from the perspective of your family.

After all, as human beings, we can't be selfish and only think about ourselves. From time to time, we have to show concern and help our family members as much as we can, right? "

After a few seconds of silence, Black performed a very standard apprentice etiquette to the legendary ranger in front of him.

He said:

"So, mentor Lilesa, my ranger training will start tonight?"