Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Captain, this monastery is so mysterious. Did you know that they have a hidden necropolis between the cathedral and the library?

There are many people buried inside, and I don’t know if it’s my imagination, but I always feel like there’s something weird in that cemetery.

They're staring at me. "

Under the mountains of Tirisfal, in the carriage that was starting again, Little Star excitedly told Black about her "secret adventure" these days.

Thanks to her excellent expressive ability, an ordinary thing was made full of ups and downs by her.

Little Gianna, who was dozing next to her, was stunned for a while.

The latter worked all night again yesterday. She really wanted to take a rest, but the advanced magic test questions at Narsalas College were really too challenging, and those wild magic ideas were really addictive.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Blake, who was writing and drawing in his grimoire, first scolded him, and then said calmly and conspiratorially:

"It's not yet the season for the resurrection of the dead in the Eastern Continent. By the way, when you and your 'Steam Girl' went to explore the tomb, did you see any decaying jack-o'-lanterns?

That’s the enduring symbol of the ‘Headless Horseman’.

Every year on Halloween night, the evil knight who has lost his head will emerge from the tomb riding his nightmare steed, spreading chaos and evil throughout Azeroth. "

"Isn't that a legend?"

Jaina immediately shook her body and whispered:

"My brother would accompany me when celebrating Halloween in the past. There is also a legend of the Headless Horseman in Kul Tiras, but my brother said that it was all false, a lie used by adults to deceive unruly children.

I learned magic in Dalaran, and I also know that it is difficult for such a powerful wraith to be born in this world. "

"Your brother used to think he was Dai Lin's eldest son, but what happened? It turns out he doesn't understand anything."

Blake sneered and said:

"You used to think that lichs were nonsense magic stories, but now you have a living lich mentor, don't you?

You see, this magical world will always refresh your knowledge, and as a spell caster, you must also have awe and curiosity about all the unknown.

Okay, I won’t scare you anymore.

The Headless Horseman does exist, but it's just not yet time for the legend to be confirmed. "

After saying that, Black lowered his head and continued to modify his grimoire, and Jaina also fell asleep again.

But just when she was in a daze, she suddenly heard Little Xingxing say doubtfully:

"Hey, little Anna, when did you get a jack-o'-lantern next to you? It's so ugly. Where did you get it?"

"Where is it?"

The little mage yawned and looked back. He didn't know when there was a shriveled jack-o-lantern beside him. The thing was carved in a particularly evil way.

It was like something strange was smiling at her.

The confusion in the little mage's heart suddenly flew out of the sky, and she even faintly heard weird laughter in her ears.

"ah!"

Little Gianna let out a scream, trembling and shrank into Blake's arms next to her, causing the pirate to glare fiercely at the little star in front of her who was holding her stomach and shrinking into a ball with laughter.

He now doubted that the little blue dragon was really led astray by him.

This guy has never been so bad before.

"Huh? The carriage stopped?"

Little Xingxing was hugging the little murloc, and one dragon and one fish laughed at their successful prank, but soon, the carriage team heading towards the King's City of Lordaeron suddenly stopped.

She poked her head out of the car suspiciously and glanced ahead.

It was discovered that Alsace and Varian in the car in front had already got out of the car. They were taking their respective attendants and talking to the leader of the luxurious motorcade that greeted them in front.

He was a middle-aged man wearing aristocratic robes, with black hair and eyes, and a graceful face.

Arthas and Varian seemed to respect him.

"Shua"

Before Little Xingxing could take a closer look, Blake pulled her back into the car. The action was not gentle, which made Little Xingxing glare:

"Captain, what are you doing? You can't..."

"Um?"

The pirate raised his head and "looked" at the little star. The coldness on his body made the little blue dragon swallow the second half of the sentence. She suddenly remembered what she had agreed with the captain before:

Once you enter the city of Lordaeron, you must listen to him unconditionally.

"Captain, that person just now?"

Little Xingxing asked cautiously.

"Stay away from him."

Blake's fingers traced a few characters in the air, and Little Star nodded with a serious look on his face.

"Isn't that Lord Davar?"

Jaina said doubtfully:

"What's wrong with him?"

"Stupid little Anna! The captain told you not to ask!"

Little Xingxing immediately pulled Jaina to his side and kept silencing her.

Although Black didn't say anything, the captain's expression as if facing a powerful enemy reminded her of when she faced the demigod Ursoc in Northrend.

She's very smart.

She can understand many things without having to say anything.

This Lord Davar must be something evil in disguise, and he might be as dangerous as the fallen Ursoc!

Little Xingxing decided to deal with it with full vigor from now on.

However, she was stupid and didn't know the true identity of the person in front of her. Otherwise, she would have immediately abandoned the stupid and evil-minded captain and run as far as she could.

However, although Black was avoiding meeting with Lord Daval, when the convoy changed into the luxurious carriage carefully prepared by the Priesto family, the other party took the initiative to come to the door.

"Sir Black, the master invites you to ride with him."

A polite butler in black rode up to Blake's carriage and said to Blake who was taking little Gianna out of the car in a very gentlemanly manner:

"My master said that I haven't heard from you for a long time since we last said goodbye in the Royal Court of Lordaeron. It's a joy to meet old friends now, and my master sincerely invites you to come and have a chat.

He also said that the information you gave him about the dragon last time allowed him to successfully compile a natural history book, and he also asked the Warlock Grand Master of Narthalas College to comment. "

"Is Deathwing really crazy? Is playing a role-playing game so exciting?"

The pirate complained harshly in his heart.

But the people were so polite and considerate, so it seemed like I wouldn't be giving face if I didn't go there.

Under the worried gaze of Little Star, Blake thought for a moment and nodded, saying:

“Last time I went to attend the King’s Celebration, and at the entire ball, only Lord Davar did not judge my status based on my appearance, and even bought me a drink. This moved me very much.

Then please lead the way. Now that I have managed to gain some fame, I am finally qualified to thank the lord in person.

By the way, congratulations on his upcoming marriage. "

He turned back and nodded to Little Xingxing, motioning for her to take Gianna to the Pope's carriage. He followed the butler, whose temperament was very similar to Moros's, towards a large carriage decorated with the emblem of the Priesto family. .

The pirate took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in.

This carriage is huge, and there is a huge space inside that is completely inconsistent with the outer frame. It must have been exerted by the enchantment master to extend the space magic.

Just looking at the magic effect, you can tell that this is an expensive magic carriage, and the interior decoration is very unique.

The inside is like one of those "old money" family studies, with several large bookcases lined up on both sides, carpets on the floor, a black crystal table in the center, and several high-backed velvet chairs.

To be honest, when he first saw the interior of the carriage, the well-informed Blake was slightly surprised, and then a simple emotion arose in his heart:

As expected, I am still an outsider, and when it comes to showing off my wealth, these "locals" are still good at it.

Then, another simpler thought came to mind:

So cool! Really want!

"It seems a bit exaggerated, right?"

A very magnetic voice came to mind from behind the carriage bookcase. The extremely elegant Lord Davar appeared in front of Blake holding a large black book with a gentle smile on his elegant and handsome face.

He said:

“This is a carriage I customized for my upcoming wedding, and it doesn’t actually fit my aesthetic.

But Calia liked it.

As compensation for her young age, she has to marry a bad old man. I hope she can get everything she wants. "

"Actually, I think Princess Calia is lucky to be able to marry you."

Blake leaned forward and said with a faint smile:

"As long as the wedding is over, she will become the most legendary bride in the world."

"What does that mean? My friend Blake."

Lord Davar asked in confusion.

Blake curled his lips and said:

"I am also a master assassin after all, Lord. My faction has recently been hired by a mysterious guest to detect the movements of orcs in the Alterac Mountains.

Your family's agreement with Auriden Perenold and the Barov family cannot be hidden from me. Princess Calia will be crowned Queen of Alterac overnight.

She doesn't even know that now.

Can't this story be called a legend? "

"Hahaha"

Blake's answer made Lord Davar laugh implicitly and repressedly. He waved his hands, asked Blake to sit down, and said to him as if he were joking:

"This is a surprise I left for my wife. Master, please don't reveal it casually."

"Of course I won't spoil your surprise, Your Majesty."

Blake also laughed and said with a serious expression:

"We are friends, and we should keep our friends secret. Speaking of which, don't you, Lord, think that the sinister villain Auriden and the deep-rooted Barov family are too annoying?

As long as you nod, I can help you solve these two troubles, and treat it as a congratulatory gift to you and Her Highness Caliya. "

"No, that wouldn't be fun, Blake. The process of discovering weaknesses and coming up with plans is half the fun of solving problems, and I won't let you take that away from me."

Lord Davar waved his hand, not concealing his ambition at all. He put the book in his hand on the table, pushed it to Black, and said:

"This "Encyclopedia of Dragon Knowledge" was created with your help. Use your outstanding vision and knowledge to help me taste it?"

The pirates did not refuse such elegant things.

He opened the book in front of him and saw that it used the most beautiful words and sentences to reveal all the information about the mysterious dragon army. There were also some unofficial histories of dragons that were said to be "rumours". It was very interesting to read. .

The most evil thing is that this book tells the power, characteristics and weaknesses of all dragons except the black dragon in the form of stories.

It can be called a "Compendium of Dragon Slaying".

Blake looked at this and called him a good guy, thinking that Deathwing really knows how to play. Is this some kind of evil taste of the fallen demigod that mortals can't understand?

While he was reading, Lord Davar was also observing Black.

He looked at it carefully, but his magic could not penetrate the pirate's disguise and see his true face.

This may have something to do with the little girl who looked like a blue dragon at the glimpse just now.

Blue dragons have always been low-key when traveling in the human world, but the problem is that even the low-key of blue dragons is a bit too high-profile for those who are most familiar with them.

No matter where they are, there is always a touch of blue, which is simply their most conspicuous feature.

"Master Black, I heard that two master assassins in Ravenholdt died at your hands recently. How did they offend you?"

Lord Davar suddenly asked.

Blake raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Why are you, Lord, interested in these things in the shadows? Are you one of those who want my current employer, Anduin Lothar, to die accidentally?"

"How is this possible?"

The lord shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"Marshal Lothar and I have been friends for several years. When he was fighting against the greenskins at the front, and I was at the rear trying to persuade the kings to take a tough stand, we had several secret conversations.

I personally respect Marshal Lothar very much and never want to see him harmed. But it is precisely because of this protection of personal will that I will pay attention to the movements of those evil people.

Marshal Lothar is indeed very discerning and has invited an outstanding alliance hero like you, Black, to protect him.

It would also be a relief to an incompetent person like me.

I ask this question just out of personal curiosity. I have a feeling that you didn't just kill the two masters and their faction because you wanted to protect Lothar, right? "

Lord Davar said softly:

"Perhaps there are some personal reasons involved?"

"Um."

Blake hesitated and said:

"Indeed, there is nothing I can't tell you to the lord, those two guys are blocking my way!

I'm already a master assassin, but I'm still eager to take it one step further. Lothar may become the second emperor of the human empire, but I think that in the shadows under the sun, the underground world of the human kingdom also needs an emperor.

An emperor in black!

This was his payment for hiring me to serve him temporarily.

What I pursue is not money, status or other exaggerated and meaningless things. "

"What an amazing ambition."

Lord Davar praised:

"Perhaps we can help each other. In the Kingdom of Alterac, which is about to be controlled by me, I would like to invite you to go."

"No, I won't go to that place."

Before Lord Davar could finish his words, he was interrupted by Black extending his hand. The Uncrowned Master looked around, lowered his voice, and said to the Lord as if telling a secret:

"I advise you, Lord, not to rush back to the Kingdom of Alterac recently. For the sake of friendship, I want to remind you, Lord.

As I killed the two mutineers, something terrible happened to them.

The mages of Dalaran told me that the two traitors drank the blood of the corrupted black dragon, and according to the information they revealed before they died, their evil black dragon master was hidden in the Kingdom of Alterac. "

Blake glanced at the astonished Lord Daval. He rubbed his hands in a philistine manner and said to the worried Lord:

"We mortals may not be able to kill the dragons, but if the lord can pay the highest price, I can find a way to help you find them and drive them out of the human world."

"Of course! My family and I need this service."

Lord Davar seemed to be frightened, and immediately talked about the contents of the transaction with Blake. The two of them talked very seriously, as if they were really going to do this.

"Where did these two drama queens come from?"

Xal'atath couldn't help but whisper in Black's ear:

"How did you get such a big heart, and dare to talk, laugh and act with Deathwing. You are really the boldest legendary figure I have ever seen, little master.

However, you can actually have such a speculative conversation with a recognized lunatic... I really suggest that you ask your ship's doctor to have a good look at your brain. This kind of disease cannot be delayed. "

"You're talking more and more."

Blake complained in his heart:

"You have been too deeply influenced by me. It seems that I have to find an opportunity to send you out. Look at you now. If you continue to learn from me like this, you will be doomed.

Sooner or later he will be beaten to death. "