Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Black Shaw! I am really disappointed in you. When you invited the members of Narthalas Academy to board your ship, I thought that you were inspired by knowledge and became a person pursuing wisdom.

But on the first day of my elite class, you chose to skip class! "

In the middle of the night in Azsuna, Blake was enjoying the fun of flying in the sky riding his newly tamed colorful winged hippogryph, when unexpectedly, the image of Dean Alya Blue Moon appeared in front of him.

This startled the pirate and he almost fell off the hippogryph's saddle.

"Dean, what's wrong with you? I understand. You must have unleashed some evil trick of the mages on me, right?

Do you really distrust your students? "

Blake said dissatisfiedly:

“Where has the trust between people gone?

What's more, I have the right to privacy. You can't show up whenever you want. If we see something we shouldn't see, we will all be embarrassed. "

"Come back to class immediately!"

Dean Lanyue ignored the pirate's complaints and said in a cold tone:

"I'll give you ten minutes, otherwise I'll go find you myself."

"Listen to me, Dean, I'm not skipping class. I really have important things to do when I come out."

Black took out the blue dragon scale from his bag and shook it in front of the image of Blue Moon. He told him about the agreement he had made with the blue dragon Eldagosa in Dalaran.

Nothing is being hidden.

Lan Yue must know that there is a blue dragon living in seclusion on the land of Azsuna, and Black does not need any explanation.

After listening to Black's words, Dean Lanyue's expression looked better.

This responsible tutor previously thought that Blake was skipping class maliciously, but now that he heard that Blake was trying to fulfill his agreement, he decided to bypass him temporarily.

In the culture of the upper elf, making a promise is a very important ritual, and keeping a promise is also a virtue that is praised.

"You should have at least informed me in advance."

Dean Lanyue's tone became gentler and she said:

“Then go get busy.

After the matter is over, I will give you private lessons. In addition, there is a very subtle magic barrier in Azure Habitat, so you must be careful when passing by.

If you feel like you can't figure it out, don't hesitate to ask me for help. "

"I will, Dean."

The pirate grinned. He remembered something again and asked:

"Dean, Prince Faroldis is in the ruins near the academy now, right? Is there any way you can help me find him? If a magic prince is determined to play hide-and-seek with me, I will have to spend a lot of money. It takes a lot of energy to find him.”

"What are you looking for him for?"

The dean said:

"He was also my student, one of the best, but he was heartbroken by his own people. He himself also believed that he had done something wrong and that he was too reckless.

He feels that he has brought disaster to this land and is now in a state of self-exile.

Do you want to use him like you used me? "

"Oh, Dean, do you high-level elves speak so straightforwardly? Why don't you modify it a little? What do you mean by taking advantage of it?"

Blake curled his lips and explained:

“I just wanted to ask him for help.

We are going to lift the curse of Azuna, which is what Prince Farodis wants to see. Since the disaster of this curse is caused by him, he must participate in this redemption.

I just gave him a chance to redeem himself, how nice.

Besides, in the future, we will rush into Naga’s base camp on land to look for opportunities. In such a dangerous place, if there is no powerful person like Prince Farodis to control the battle, I will feel terrified. "

"You just want to take advantage of him, you bad student."

The dean frowned and said something, and a few seconds later, she said again:

"Pharodis would occasionally camp on a hilltop on the edge of the Academy, far away from his vicious subjects, where he would look out across Azsuna and reflect on his sins.

I want to remind you that Faroldis is a very kind person, but he is also a very sensitive person, and he is also a person with justice in his heart. He dares to confront Azshara head-on for the justice in his heart.

He is fearless.

If you use him to do bad things, it will only make him hate you.

Queen Azshara was also amazed by Farodis's accomplishments in flame magic. If you are disgusted by him, then I don't need to say more about the ending.

When getting along with him, be less calculating and more sincere, my student. "

"I understand, Dean."

The pirate nodded and ended the conversation.

He thought for a moment and used his magic to feel around his body.

He wanted to find the positioning magic that Dean Blue Moon had cast on him. Perhaps the dean had good intentions for protection, but this feeling of being positioned still made Black very uncomfortable.

The most important thing is that when he is sneaking, this magic power that does not belong to him will destroy his high degree of coordination with the shadows, and may be detected by others.

"Your method is wrong."

Under the night, Xalatath whispered:

"That elf has hidden her magic in your hair. Don't move, my little master. I will guide you to get rid of it. In fact, you don't have to learn magic from her at all. If you have any needs, I will be happy to meet them. you.

Knowledge, whether orthodox or taboo, I have a lot here, my little master.

As long as you ask, I will teach you this knowledge for free. "

"Thank you for your kindness, but I can't bear it."

Following Xalatas's guidance, Blake finally discovered the small group of obscure magic at the end of his golden hair. After dispersing it, he said to the little sister living in his heart:

“Your knowledge is as poisonous as you.

Although I am very confident in my own intelligence, I don't think I should play a game of intrigue with you in the field that you are good at.

I've got enough to worry about,"

This answer made Xal'atath very dissatisfied. The black-hearted lady was silent for a few seconds and sighed:

"But you are only resisting the inevitable fate, my little master. The end of the shadow of kindness is to fall into the embrace of the warm void, and you are already on this road.

Sooner or later you will be exposed to this forbidden knowledge, with or without me.

I'm just offering you some delicious wisdom ahead of time that will do you no harm. "

"Wrong! Big mistake!"

Black took the hippogryph's reins, hovered in the sky in the dead night of Azsuna, and flew towards a hillside near the river on the edge of the ruins of Narthalas College.

He sat firmly on the throne of the hippogryph king's sky and said to Xal'atath:

"I now have two mentors, whether it's Windrunner's mother or Dean Lanyue, who remind me that I must be cautious when chasing power.

I understand what they mean. They are telling me to do what I need to do at every stage and not to crave power that I cannot grasp when I am weak.

Yes, the end of the shadow is the void.

But I also have to go to the end of the shadow first before I can accumulate enough resistance to the corrosion of the void at both the levels of my body and soul. Only then will I be able to contact the power of the void without being swallowed up.

If I take the 'shortcut' right now as you said.

Then my ending can only be to become an ignorant insect captured by the abyss.

There is a price for taking shortcuts, Xal'atath.

Next time you seduce me, remember to make your lies more rounded. If your secret lies are always so straightforward, I will be very disappointed. "

"Haha, he is indeed the man I like."

Xal'atath was silent for a few seconds, then let out a short laugh, mixed with a lustful tone of licking her lips, and she whispered:

"I hope you will always be so sensible, my little master, and remain unmoved in the face of the power at your fingertips. May your heart be like steel, without any cracks.

You know, as long as there is the slightest flaw in your mind, I will swallow you up!

Even the skin and meat, between my lips and teeth, taste your deliciousness bit by bit. Well, where should I start tasting it? That place that is always hot and always firm? "

"Are you talking about the heart?"

The pirate sneered and said with a smile:

"I'll take it as my heart. A lady shouldn't make such dirty jokes. Xal'atas, are you so angry that you have no choice but to seduce me?"

"snort"

Xal'atath made a cold nasal sound and disappeared into Black's ears.

The pirate laughed.

When it comes to verbal quarrels, who has he been afraid of?

"Go down! It's in the cave by the river, my precious sky, let's go to that location!"

Blake observed the surrounding terrain in the dark night, stretched out his hand and patted the neck of the hippogryph flying freely in the sky. The latter let out a high-spirited neigh, carried its new master, and darted down like an arrow from a string. River bend.

The hippogryph is very stable when flying. How stable can it be?

It is said that the night elf archers can ride hippogryphs to form formations in the air and rain down arrows on the ground while flying at high speeds. This amazing balance is far better than the griffins domesticated by the dwarves.

Of course, gryphons also have advantages.

They are more ferocious and fearless, dare to compete with giant dragons, and their attack speed is faster than Hippogryphs.

But the endurance is far behind.

It is said that the hippogryph was blessed by Cenarius, the demigod of nature, and thus grew antlers. However, this is unofficial history, and the druids of the Cenarion Order have never acknowledged this rumor.

This intelligent beast is also called "Wind Vulture" by the elves.

They are the most psychic of all flying mounts and are good companions of all elves. Even the arrogant Queen Azshara likes these smart and noble beast flyers.

All kinds of hippogryphs are domesticated in her palace. Blake, the hippogryph, was secretly taken out of the queen's court ten thousand years ago.

The sky landed smoothly, and Blake jumped down from its saddle. However, this loyal and brave intelligent beast did not take off immediately. Instead, it stretched out its wings and stood in front of Blake.

It was a little anxious, as if it smelled something dangerous nearby, so it raised its head and hissed, preventing Blake from walking towards the cave with a small opening in front of him.

"Good boy, don't be afraid, good boy."

The pirate comforted his beloved mount. He took out carrots from his luggage and fed them to the sky, just like feeding horses. He patted the hippogryph on the head and whispered:

"The stupid elven ghosts said this cave held a terrifying roaring beast, but no. It's just a pathetic guy like you.

I released you and I will release it.

Good boy, go to the sky and help me stand guard.

By the way, help me find that silly prince who likes to watch the scenery on the top of the mountain.

He is easy to recognize, he is just a ghost, a transparent and sad ghost. "

Qingqiong had probably been alone for ten thousand years and was very attached to its master. It rubbed its antlers on Blake's arm and chirped a few times in a low voice.

Then it flapped its wings and circled around him, darting into the sky like a galloping ghost, keeping watch for pirates cruising nearby.

Blake himself took out the worn sword hilt in his arms and injected it with magic power.

The one-meter-long flaming sword was like a torch, helping him illuminate the darkness in front of him. He strode towards the small cave in front of him. It was really a small cave.

The height is only two meters, and taller elves will have to bend down when entering.

But when Blake got close to the cave, he heard bursts of thunderous roars coming from the cave, mixed with the shaking of the ground and a dust storm, which was very scary.

If an ordinary person were here, they would be scared to death. No wonder the ghost apprentices in the academy call this place one of the seven mysteries of the academy.

"Stop shouting!"

Blake lengthened his voice and shouted into the cave in a weird language like a roar.

The violent shaking and roaring stopped immediately.

A few seconds later, a low, thunderous voice came from the cave:

"Who are you, little man? Why do you speak our language?"

"I'm just a passing pirate."

Holding the flaming sword high like a torch, Blake walked into the cave. He looked at the huge illuminated space in front of him and the terrifying figure sitting cross-legged in the giant cave.

After a few seconds, Blake said:

"I'm also very curious, how did you, a seven- to eight-meter-tall sea giant, get locked up in this cave with an entrance of only two meters? Who was so wicked as to lock you in?

Well, I feel like you old hapless guy must have a good story.

Come on, tell me your unhappiness and make me happy. do you drink? I have a lot here. "