Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 304 13. Planeswalker Jaina (Part 2) -——[1835]

(Additional update [3/5] for the plain-faced and Qingguo brothers)

Little Jaina wore a robe, a hood, and a staff, and jumped out of the magic castle of Tirisfal Council.

Because I am going on a long journey tomorrow, I have to seize the time today to replenish various journey needs, buy some materials in the Magic Commercial Street, and then go to the Violet Castle to apply for some magic scrolls and potions from the Archmage Ansrem.

These are all instructions given by Master Merry.

According to Ellie, members of the Tirisfal Council have some "privileges" in Dalaran. Little Jaina still doesn't quite understand what this means.

But it is always a pleasant thing to get free scrolls and potions.

But before going to the Magic Commercial Street, the little mage first went to the mage tower of Master Antonidas to see his "senior brother".

"Teacher Meili said that my talent is very outstanding, but my learning ability is slightly insufficient because I am too young. Learning too many complicated magic theories at this time will only weaken my talent.

Transform me from the future ‘Queen of Winter’ to an Archmage who is proficient in everything but mediocre in everything.

Sounds reasonable.

But all I have learned during this period is ice magic, and I am already a little overwhelmed. "

Little Jaina sighed, holding a glass of wine in both hands, using magic to create a chill, keeping the temperature of the wine at a comfortable level, and handed it to Mage Kel'Thuzad, who was half lying on the recliner.

The latter's injuries have almost recovered, but the strange thing is that Master Kel'Thuzad, who was always very serious in the past, now has a clear look of disappointment on his face.

Next to him was his precious cat, curled up in a ball very cutely, sleeping soundly in its nest.

Every time little Gianna sees this cat, there is a flash of fondness in her eyes.

Little girls love cute things like this.

"Seeing that you have recovered from your injuries, senior brother, I won't worry anymore."

Jaina looked at Kel'Thuzad, who was holding a drink in front of her, and she whispered:

"Although you don't say it, I can probably guess that my injury may have something to do with me, senior brother."

"No, it has nothing to do with you, Jaina."

Kel'Thuzad took a sip of his wine. He didn't want to show a rude expression in front of a young mage, so he smiled awkwardly and said to Jaina beside him:

"The injury I suffered that night was just because my fighting skills were so poor. It's not your fault. I learned a lot that night and saw the world outside of magic.

I just heard you talk about Master Meili's teaching arrangements for you, and I think it makes sense.

Being good at everything means being mediocre at everything. "

The high-level mage stood up, walked to the window of the room with a wine glass in his hand, looked at Dalaran City in the distance, and said:

"Perhaps, I should also learn some experience from your study plan. I should also look for the magic power that I am really good at, instead of blindly following the advice of my mentors and continuing to delve into magic theory.

I should also learn some fighting skills. "

Having said this, Kel'Thuzad looked back at the kitten sleeping soundly in the nest. A trace of tenderness and determination flashed in his eyes, and he put the wine glass in his hand aside.

He turned back to smile at little Gianna and said warmly:

"A spell caster who can't even protect his beloved has no right to call himself a mage."

"Well, actually, I think senior brother can try to join the secret organization led by his mentor."

Jaina saw the determination on Kel'Thuzad's face. She looked around and whispered:

"I heard the mentor and the guest say today that he has been in Dalaran, observing those talented and potential spellcasters, and when the time is right, he will invite them.

Ellie said that she saw your name also recorded in her mentor's notebook.

Being rated like this by your instructor shows that you are indeed a potential spell caster. "

Kel'Thuzad, who had lost all confidence after being beaten by the stinky pirates in the previous battle, raised his eyebrows.

There was a light of thought in his eyes.

After a few seconds, he asked quietly:

"Actually, after you left, Anna, Master Antonidas sent back a letter. He expressed regret for you leaving the Mage Tower, but he also recognized Archmage Merry's magical attainments and praised him as the pride of human spellcasters.

The master said in the letter that Lord Merry is a 'demilich'.

This is a concept I have never heard of.

In the big library of Dalaran, I couldn't find any magic theory related to this system. Can little Anna explain to me what a demilich is? "

"Ah, the mentor is no longer a demilich."

Jaina thought for a while and explained to Kel'Thuzad:

"The mentor has entered eternity and has become a true lich. He is still the only lich in Azeroth. According to the mentor himself, this is based on ice and shadow and extended by necromancy. A unique magical path.

It is said that when he completed the transformation ritual, he integrated death magic into his power.

There is no information about this magic system in Dalaran, because it is an inheritance from the high elves. "

"Is that so?"

Kel'Thuzad frowned, nodded, and said softly:

"As for the knowledge of necromancy, I remember that during our crusade against the orc warlocks, we also harvested a batch of forbidden books, which were stored in the secret room of the Violet Prison.

The Council of Six does not allow spellcasters to study the power of those dark taboos. Ah, I'm sorry, look at me, I'm too slow, little Anna.

You have to travel far tomorrow, and I'm still wasting your precious time. "

The high-level mage suddenly realized this. He hurriedly walked to his storage box, found some excellent magic materials, parchment, scroll potions and other supplies, and handed them to Jaina.

Then he said with a very unfamiliar smile:

"You don't need to go to the Magic Commercial Street. These should be enough for you. This is your first time traveling, so be sure to pay attention to safety."

"Then I'm welcome."

Little Gianna checked the supplies given by her senior brother. They were all of very good quality materials, indeed better than those purchased in the Magic Commercial Street.

She put the materials back into her bag and was about to say goodbye to Kel'Thuzad when she remembered a sad thing.

She didn't have many friends in Dalaran, so she confided to the high-level mage in front of her:

"Actually, I want to apply to my instructor to suspend my studies for a few days. I heard that my father is about to end the war and return to Kul Tiras. Maybe I have to see him before he goes back.

But I was afraid that my instructor would reprimand me.

Instructor Meili always has a gloomy face and lacks fresh emotions, which makes him look scary. "

"No need to apply."

Kel'Thuzad said with a strange expression:

"The Swamp of Sorrows you are going to is near the Cursed Land. The Archmage's letter said that His Majesty Dai Lin is fighting in the Cursed Land at this time.

This happens to be the way to go. If you have enough time, half a day will be enough. I think even Master Merry will not stop it. "

Upon hearing this suggestion, little Jaina's expression immediately became cheerful. Since arriving in Dalaran, she has been studying magic and has never traveled outside. She still doesn't know much about the terrain of the eastern continent.

Now that traveling can solve his worries about meeting his father, he immediately felt happy. After bidding farewell to his senior brother politely, he left the mage tower and went to the Violet Castle to apply for his own scrolls and potions.

On the mage tower, Kel'Thuzad stood by the window and watched Jaina disappear at the end of the street. The high-ranking mage glanced at the wine glass placed by the window.

The chill left by little Gianna showed no sign of dissipating.

Although it is just a very common magic trick, the fact that it can be done to this extent has proved the terrible progress of little Gianna in more than a month.

"How enviable the daughter of the sea is, what an amazing magical talent."

The high-level mage touched the cold air on the wine glass, and with a hint of confusion, he whispered:

"Master Merry praised me for my potential, but where is my talent? Should I continue to study with Master Antonidas? Or... necromancy? Lich

Alas, it's really hard to decide. "

"Meow~"

While the high-level mage was thinking, the kitten behind him stretched out, jumped up, and landed on Kel'Thuzad's shoulder, rubbing its owner's cheek affectionately.

This close gesture made the mage smile. He stroked the kitten on his shoulder, looked at the city in front of him, and recalled the battle that was completely suppressed that night.

There wasn’t much humiliation.

He is a very calm person and will not be distracted by emotions, but the feeling of having his life and beloved things held in the hands of others that night is something he really doesn't want to experience again.

strength.

He must find that innate power!

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"Arch Mage Ansrem is so indifferent."

Half an hour later, little Gianna's magic bag was filled with magic scrolls and alchemical potions, and she walked out of the Violet Castle wearing a hood.

As he walked, he thought about the conversation with the Archmage just now.

"His words and actions are almost the same as those of Master Meili. Maybe it's because he's in a bad mood?"

The little mage thought of some rumors he had heard from Ellie before:

"It is said that the daughter of Archmage Ansrem is very disobedient. She even tried to run away from home some time ago, saying she wanted to go to sea and become a pirate. As a result, the Archmage was very angry.

He also kept his daughter at home.

Pirate, why would she want to be a pirate? "

Little Gianna frowned, lowered her head and thought hard but couldn't think of an answer.

As a princess from Kul Tiras, she was born and raised in that ocean country, so the little princess has no favorable impression of the pirate profession at all.

This is also what most people in Kul Tiran think.

Pirates who make a living by robbing are so bad, they will only disturb the order on the sea, and if caught, they should be hanged on the spot. Her father, Dai Lin, had hanged countless pirates with his own hands from the day he went to sea to now.

Many pirate groups that roamed the sea were wiped out by Dai Lin personally.

At least little Jaina knew that before the orcs invaded Azeroth, part of the military expenditure of the Kul Tiras Navy was obtained by fighting pirates.

The Kul Tiran navy calls this action "hunting."

Those naval officers like this kind of activity the most. They can not only get awards and fame, but also get a lot of wealth. Many of the knights of Boralus got their titles by hunting down pirates.

"oops"

Thinking randomly while walking with your head down is definitely not a good thing.

Little Jaina, who was thinking about Archmage Ansrem's family problems, just walked out of the castle. When she turned, she bumped into the armor of the lady who was walking quickly in front of her.

The little princess's forehead came into "close contact" with the cold and solid armor, making a banging sound that made her sit down on the ground.

The forehead is red.

Hiss. It hurts.

"Um?"

When Jaina rubbed her head and was about to get up, she saw the tall elf lady in front of her, wearing exquisite enchanted plate armor and a war helmet, squatting down.

Amidst the sound of armor clashing, she reached out a friendly hand towards little Jaina. But the eyes under the helmet were looking at the doll-like little girl with blond hair and familiar blue eyes in front of him.

"I'm sorry, I walked too fast, sweet little girl."

The gentle Salas language, with the pure Elf curlicue, sounded from under the war helmet. Little Jaina held the gauntlet in front of her and was pulled up by the Elf lady.

It's as easy as picking up a little rabbit.

This elf woman is so strong!

This idea suddenly came to the little mage's mind. She patted her robe and was about to apologize when she heard the elf in front of her speaking in human language and said:

"What a beautiful pendant. Is it your favorite?"

"Huh!"

Jaina was shocked. She looked down and saw that the silver anchor pendant hanging around her neck had been thrown out in the collision and was hanging on her robe.

She hurriedly put the pendant back into her clothes. This could not be seen by others.

"Well, since it is a beloved thing, it must be protected. Hiding it in clothes is not a good way to protect a beloved thing. See you next time, cute little girl."

The female elf warrior didn't ask any more questions.

She stretched out her hand, touched Jaina's head, helped her smooth her messy hair, said goodbye politely, and strode into the Violet Castle with the Phoenix Epee on her back.

"She's so weird."

Little Gianna stood at the door of the castle, watching the female elf warrior disappear, covering her chest, frowning and thinking:

"Why didn't I resist her at all when she touched my head?"

"Is she someone I've met?"