Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Pope Fa'ao has a very high reputation among the people. Many believers even regard this venerable old man as the incarnation of the Holy Light in the world. This is not only because of the Pope's pure faith, but also because of his attitude toward all matters related to believers. All hands-on.

He is not as aloof as the other leaders.

In the Cathedral of Stratholme, the Pope personally presides over the church's sermons and confessions several days a week. He is very "people-friendly", which makes all believers respect him.

The direct consequence of this people-friendly approach is that the sermon meeting originally planned to be held at Alom's Terrace was extended to three hours due to the prayers of local believers.

It was not until night fell that the believers, whose hearts had been cleansed by their faith, returned with satisfaction amid a chorus of praise.

The old pope also returned to his prayer room a little tired.

Blake almost fell asleep while waiting here. He did three papers in a row under Nasa's strange gaze, so that he would not fall asleep out of boredom.

"Hey, don't you wardens also learn magic? Why can't you even do this most basic arcane question? Can't you complete such a simple deconstruction of the mana model independently?"

When the Pope walked into the prayer room, what he heard was Blake's dissatisfied questioning and Nasa's hesitating and ashamed voice.

Your Excellency the Adjutant is indeed half a spell caster.

Her level of Luna Magic is good, but it is only rated as "good". Among the high-level watchman commanders, Nasa's level is in the middle-to-lower range.

When faced with Blake's question while holding the test paper, she suddenly lost her timidity.

But it’s not Nasa’s fault.

What people learn is magical arts.

As long as you understand the principles of these basic magical knowledge, the rest is to pray crazily and sincerely to the moon god, praying for Elune to send down holy knowledge.

The same goes for the Paladins.

Even among the five knights, except for Uther and Turalyon, who were priests from Bancor, the level of scriptures and meanings of the other three people is probably about the same as that of official priests, or even worse than others.

Therefore, paladins never conduct sermons.

Not only because this is not their responsibility, but also because their understanding of the scriptures is indeed not good enough and they are easily stumped by some tricky questions raised by evil-minded believers.

If that happens, Holy Light's prestige will be laughed at, family members.

"Blake, you're just in time."

The Pope walked into the prayer room expressionlessly. He put the scroll in his hand aside, looked at the pirates, and asked:

"You promised me that the situation in Gilneas would be under control, but I have seen no signs of the werewolf epidemic being under control. The people are terrified, and the night has become a paradise for monsters.

This incident disturbed my soul.

Perhaps I trusted you too gullibly, causing the people who were supposed to be protected by me to suffer unreasonable disasters. "

"Your Majesty, what you said makes no sense."

Blake put away his magic pen, stood up, and said to the old man:

“The druids of Moonglade have strengthened the seal of the worgen in the Emerald Dream, and Gilneas can no longer summon the worgen of the ancestors.

Most of the wolves active there now are new werewolves, and their curse has spread very slowly.

And I don’t believe you don’t know that in recent times, many of the new werewolves have actively sought this power! The 'Wolf Cult' that took root in Gilneas and gradually spread was not my handiwork.

There are also the Druids of the Rende Society who are preaching wantonly near the forest. They have begun to attack the hunters who are squeezing out the breadwinners with Jean's dizzy connivance.

According to my information, a large part of the new members of the Wolf Worship Cult come from hunters who lost their jobs due to the obstruction of the Rende Society.

That's your problem.

Why do believers abandon the Holy Light and instead seek the power that can truly protect them? Perhaps you should reflect on this, Your Majesty. "

The stinky pirate not only beat him up, but also pursued the victory and said:

“Besides, is the werewolf curse a bad thing?

I can't see it.

The mages of Dalaran were too slow to clear the giant pit, causing the void infection left by Deathwing to spread outward. Alienated creatures appeared in Silverpine Forest and the border of Gilneas, attacking villages and towns everywhere.

You definitely know this.

So let me ask you, who repelled those cursed flesh and blood that attacked Burning Wood Village more than ten nights ago? Is it a paladin? Is it a mage?

Or are they the blood-toothed werewolves who organized themselves to defend their home and country?

There are also the Ice Ax Trolls and Ogres who escaped from the Alterac Valley due to the annihilation of the Alliance army. They fled into the Silverpine Forest and lost their lives.

Who killed those dangerous alien bandits and cannibals?

You have seen how powerful werewolves are in dealing with danger.

It is no exaggeration to say that some time ago, Lordaeron took advantage of the civil strife in Gilneas and eagerly planned to annex part of the territory. Wasn't it forced to suspend the war plan because of the threat of werewolves?

As long as they are used properly, they can also bring peace. Now it depends on Genn Greymane. "

"You are lying!"

The Pope scolded:

"I personally visited those poor people who were captured. They told me the pain of becoming a werewolf. Compared with the long-term pain that tortures the body and soul, the power of those curses is not worth mentioning!"

"Yeah, in addition to pain and strength, they also got a long life that they didn't want at all, the talent of shadow that was despised by others, a healthy body that can no longer feel the 'beautiful disease', and the benefit of not having to worry. Super self-healing power after being killed in war.

The most important thing is that they lost the 'happy life' that was squeezed by the lords, right?

Is this what you want to say?

Under the crown. "

Blake crossed his arms angrily and said:

"Especially for the serfs under the control of the Gilnean merchants and the hunters who were bullied by the Society of Benevolence and had no reason to reason. They lost all the shackles they once had and only got a man who could hold his head high and be a human being. Humble opportunity.

This is really a big loss. "

"quibble."

The Pope was furious.

The old man's breathing became rapid, but he was an elder with long-lasting wisdom, and he knew that arguing with Black was pointless.

This young man truly believed that the spread of the werewolf curse was a good thing, and he did not feel that he had done anything wrong.

Behind the two opposing men, Watcher Adjutant Nasa finally understood the source of the problem.

She said in a surprised and horrified tone:

"Did you spread the werewolf curse in the Eastern Continent? Are you crazy? Don't you know that the wild nature of werewolves is uncontrollable! They will kill all living things."

"You can't control it!

It’s time to turn the page in the night elves’ old almanac. I'm not telling you, if I create an uncontrolled monster with my own hands, I will either destroy it or study it.

No matter how troublesome it is, you can't just seal them up and forget about them.

This is a recipe for disaster.

There are always many people in this world who are curious and capable of committing suicide. "

Blake diverted the fire and said to Nasa:

"Fortunately, we humans' excellent spellcasters, the former demigod of Tirisfal and the astral mage Medivh, have already developed a potion that can curb wildness.

That's not perfect though.

But since it comes from the wild power of nature, a natural ceremony is needed to truly soothe the suffering soul.

Therefore, if you really feel heartbroken and empathize with the tragedy of werewolves, you should quickly find the Luna Scythe that you have irresponsibly lost for nearly nine thousand years!

That thing is the source of all disasters and the end of all misfortunes. "

"You shouldn't say this to me, you should say it to those druids."

Nasa shrugged and said:

"This is not the area that our watchmen are responsible for. In most cases, the watchmen are not responsible for treating diseases and treating people."

"But I didn't say it to you."

Blake buried this sentence in his heart and did not say it out loud.

The magic eyeball on his shoulder turned and looked at Hisari Black Crow, who was standing at the window pretending to be an ordinary falcon.

This was said to her.

It was urging her to write a letter back and tell the druids that if she wanted to solve the werewolf problem in the eastern continent, she should quickly find the Luna Scythe.

The evil pirate Black has been coveting that stuff for a long time.

If he had an army of tens of thousands of dire worgens under his command, Gilneas, Kul Tiras, and Draenor could all be bulldozed.

The atmosphere in the church was a little stagnant for a while, and Blake coughed a few times and changed the topic.

He pointed to Nasa behind him and introduced to the Pope:

"Your Majesty, we can talk about our little conflict later. I will introduce to you this respectable watchman, Ms. Nasa who helped Marshal Lothar resist the assassination of the evil assassins in Lordaeron City that day.

You should have learned of her existence from Zack Flash's confession.

Her purpose in coming to Kul Tiras is partly the same as ours. Her companions encountered big trouble in Kul Tiras while tracking down something related to an evil thing in the abyss.

I think this can corroborate the accusations I have made against the Church of Storms. "

"Thank you for everything you have done for Marshal Lothar, Ms. Nasa."

The Pope looked at Nasa and leaned over to thank her in a sincere tone.

The always indifferent Watcher also returned the courtesy of the Pope. Obviously, Nasa, who had experienced the Battle of Dalaran, also had respect for this respectable human Pope.

Really kind people are always more likely to gain more friendships.

Nasa didn't waste any time. She recounted what happened to the Watchers in Kul Tiras to the Pope from a first-person perspective, especially explaining their speculations.

Faao listened very carefully.

While turning the rosary beads in his hand, the expression on his face became serious. After Nasa finished speaking, the Pope thought for a moment and then asked:

"Madam, you said before that when the attack on the stormy night occurred, you only saw the faces of the attackers on the attacked ship.

According to you, they are a group of humanoid creatures alienated by dark forces, much like creations of the void? "

"Well, I'm sure of that."

Nasa emphasized:

"In the past ten thousand years of hunting, we have also dealt with void creatures, and we are well aware of their difficult characteristics. I can tell you with certainty that they are indeed a group of dark believers in the power of the void."

"But you have no evidence that those dark things are related to the Church of Storms."

The Pope looked at Blake and Nassa, and he said:

"Please forgive me for having this doubt. It's not that I don't believe in your judgment, but I must see tangible evidence. Even if a war is started in the name of justice, it will still endanger the lives of innocent people.

War is war.

It has no good or evil in itself. It is a monster that swallows up peace and hope wantonly. It must be restrained in the hearts of good people at all times. It is the last resort to solve problems.

Because of this, I have to be cautious. "

"Yes, I have no evidence to prove this. In fact, like you, I am also waiting for Mr. Black to show me such evidence.

He appeared to be full of confidence. "

Nasa was not surprised by the Pope's answer, nor was she angry. She said calmly:

“But there’s one thing I want you to realize.

Even if the dark thing that attacked us has nothing to do with the Church of Storms, it means that a terrible poison has grown in Kul Tiras.

As those of us who have dealt with the void, I can tell you a conclusion based on my past experience.

Those dark things can cause such big waves on the sea, which is enough to prove that their organizations have taken root in this country. They have built dark lairs on this land and are injecting poison that corrodes the soul into the hearts of your people. in the mind.

Like it or not, I agree with Mr. Black on this matter.

Human civilization faces a war that you have to fight.

Any appeasement in the face of the void will lead to irreversible catastrophic consequences.

Please believe me, on an island in the South China Sea thousands of years ago, I have seen with my own eyes the nightmare ruins left behind after the raging void. Such things have happened more than once in past history.

Only this time, the disaster is aimed at you. "

"Well, your advice is very sound, ma'am."

His Majesty nodded.

Nasa's warning was by no means groundless. The old Pope was wise enough to discern whether he should adopt it. This also gave the Pope a new understanding of the problem in Kul Tiras.

On the surface, the Ocean Kingdom is the most developed and prosperous country among the seven human kingdoms.

But as long as one can see through the disguise, one can realize that the problem of Kul Tiras is definitely the most troublesome among the seven human kingdoms. Under the shadow of prosperity, this country is seriously ill.

Dai Lin and his ministers ruled this island country literally sitting on the crater of the volcano.

I don’t know if he was aware of these problems. After thinking of these, the Pope’s eyes changed slightly when he looked at Black.

He was the first person to know Blake's true identity after he escaped death.

In the past, perhaps it was just that the war had changed the young man, causing him to hide in the shadows to protect himself and begin to learn dark arts.

But now, after coming to Kul Tiras and learning about these dark things in person, the Pope felt that his understanding of Black was one step closer.

Perhaps he really wanted to save his country and relatives, so he had to embark on this path.

He realized that the problems of Kul Tiras could not be covered up by tinkering. Perhaps only by completely overthrowing it and starting over could this poisonous country be rejuvenated.

It's like the metaphor Blake once used to describe the Pope in church.

It was a cancer growing in the heart of Kul Tiras, and getting rid of it now might leave the country feeling painful, weak, or even life-threatening.

But if we don’t take action now and wait for it to continue to grow, then this country will really be hopeless.

A country that has been reduced to the point where a prince must become a pirate in order to grasp the sharp blade and save the country legitimately. Alas, Dai Lin, Dai Lin, after all, you are not as flawless as the rumors say.

But if Blake knew what the Pope was thinking, he would probably hold his stomach and roll on the ground laughing.

How could a staid old man who has chanted sutras all his life understand the joy of traveling across the ocean?

If you are not a stinky pirate, how can you know the joy of stinky pirates?