Azeroth Shadow Trail
Chapter 1245: 341. Hello, how long has this symptom been present? -
Chapter 1245 341. Hello, how long has this symptom been present? --Monthly Pass Plus Update [1025]
"Well, the authentic Westfall stew is really delicious and filling, and the whole body is warmed up after eating such a hot piece.
And the pickled cucumbers that accompany this meal are crisp and refreshing. They should be from Sardinian Farm, right?
The taste is very positive. "
In the small restaurant of Stormwind Fortress, there is a large exquisite pot on a small table, and the various stews in it exude an attractive taste in the rich soup.
Black filled his plate and picked up the steaming pork liver pie at hand.
He was not as restrained as the others at this small banquet, he ate in big mouthfuls, and took a sip of the fragrant Millie family wine in his hand.
has no dignity as a prince.
But it fits the rude image of pirates in people's minds.
This scene surprised the royal servants serving next to them. As loyal servants serving the Wrynn family, they have not seen a guest who can express such "freedom" in the palace for a long time.
And the pirates' food was bad, but it was really fragrant, and even King Varian, who had already put his stomach on his stomach, moved his throat.
Speaking of which, since he became king, he hadn't tasted country delicacies like Westfall stew for a long time.
The king must have the dignity of a king after all.
"Haha, eat what you want, do you still have to pretend in front of a pirate?"
Blake seemed to notice Varian's eye movement, he picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, laughed and said:
"I used to be like you, Varian, when I was your age, my greatest wish to get up every day in Proudmoore Fortress was to have envoys from other countries come to visit His Majesty.
so I can taste the dishes from other places
Kul Tiras is all good, and the people there have a lot to brag about, but even the most cunning sailor can't show off his fish and chips in front of others.
Shore, my friend, what are you still doing?
A bowl of rice for your king. "
Black blinked at Shaw, who was standing next to him. The intelligence director glanced at His Majesty with a subtle expression, then shook his head, waved the servants to step back, and then served the young king with the tempting country delicacy.
"Well, it's still the taste in memory."
A few seconds later, Varian uttered the same exclamation, saying:
"I still remember the last meal I had in the Wild West when I followed Bolvar and took the people out of their homeland.
That smell is still fresh in my memory.
But this time it tasted a little sweeter, maybe because I just lost my father when I left and thought I would never return to my hometown.
And now, I'm back.
I did not disappoint my father. "
"It's just a meal, you don't need to feel so emotional, right? Your Majesty."
When Varian sighed, Blake had already eaten up his portion. He leaned back on the chair with his legs crossed, holding a glass of wine in his hand, while taking a sip of wine, he said to Varian:
"If the Westfall stew can make His Majesty feel so emotional, then after the first batch of Pandaren Farstriders settle in Stormwind City, His Majesty's daily emotion will definitely be indispensable."
"Pandaren speaking of them, I would also like to thank Mr. Black for taking care of Stormwind Kingdom in Pandaria."
Varian blinked, raised his glass and said to the stinky pirate:
"Being able to establish good diplomatic relations with pandaren is very important to the future of Stormwind Kingdom, which makes us owe you a heavy debt."
"Can you repay what you owe me?"
The pirate laughed, waved his hand, and said:
"It's not that you have to, it's just that other kingdoms of human civilization are too unsatisfactory, and they don't pay any attention to their relationship with me, which makes me very dissatisfied.
Speaking of which, advisor Vol'jin has been watching me, what's on my face? "
Black suddenly changed into a very orthodox troll language with a few Zandalari accents, and looked at the young troll standing on the other side of the king. This question was a bit direct, and the young man named Vol'jin was caught off guard.
But he responded quickly, and replied in troll language very decently:
"No, Mr. Black, your demeanor is very decent, full of a kind of dashing and freedom of your own. I'm just curious what kind of human beings can be noticed by Lord Bwonsamdi."
"Have you found the quality that I can be noticed by Bwonsamdi?"
Black exchanged the question in human language, and Vol'jin also replied in unaccented human language:
"I seem to have discovered that you seem to be a miraculous person who can give everyone what they need, you have an instinctive intuition for the needs of others, and you have great powers to make all those who come with a request come back satisfied. .
By the way, you will receive rich rewards from them, far exceeding the help you give. "
"Smart! As expected of the youngest shadow hunter the Darkspear clan has ever seen."
Black exclaimed:
"Although my friend Shaw told me that your father, Chief Sen'jin, sent you to Stormwind City to express his sincerity in forming an alliance with His Majesty Varian, I guess the one who really heard Bwonsamdi's oracle was you.
And the decision to come to Stormwind City is also based on your own thinking, right?
I'm curious, why are you doing this? "
The pirate put down the wine glass in his hand, took out the jade pipe and filled it with shredded tobacco. He lowered his head and asked:
"What is it that makes a young troll with a great future in his own clan, risking being killed by his former enemy, come all the way to the human kingdom?
What are you looking for here?
Most importantly, did you find it? "
Facing the series of questions from the pirates, Vol'jin felt that the guy was embarrassing himself, but Shaw's eyes became serious.
As a person who is very familiar with Black's style, he rarely sees pirates pay such attention to an alien when they meet for the first time. The last time I saw such a situation, I should still discuss with him about Grom Hellscream and Kane When blood hoofs.
In other words, can this young troll who served as the advisor of King Varian's foreign affairs, in the eyes of pirates, be as important as those two powerful warriors?
This is kind of interesting.
"I came to Stormwind because I received an oracle from Bwonsamdi, and I didn't lie about that."
The young troll adjusted his mentality. He touched the fangs beside his mouth and replied politely:
"I thought I would be treated coldly in this city, and I was even prepared to be expelled from the kingdom, but beyond my expectations, although the owner of this city is younger than me, he has a tolerance for it. heart of.
His Majesty Varian personally led me around the city and explained to me the grievances between Stormwind and the trolls, and he asked me the same question.
I will also answer you with the answer I gave him, Mr. Pirate.
I came here in search of a hope to protect my people before disaster strikes. Bwonsamdi once showed me in a dream the destruction that a demon would bring to this world.
I was terrified.
But in this city, I felt peace of mind. "
"Very good, it's great to say, if I hadn't seen you more than once in future prophecies concerning the world, I would have believed this sincere statement."
Blake breathed out a smoke ring, and in the rising smoke blocking his vision, he looked at Vol'jin and said:
"You're going to do something big, young troll, and you're going to reach a level you can't even imagine yourself.
In the future I see, Varian Wrynn by your side will receive all the power of the Alliance. He is revered by humans, dwarves, gnomes, elves and draenei as 'The High King'.
But even he needs to have an equal dialogue with you one day.
Of course, that future is gone.
But the ebb of fate does not mean that the former protagonist will withdraw from the stage of history. You will still do something big, but maybe not in a way that I am familiar with.
You are a very crafty troll, Vol'jin.
You only told half the truth.
And the most coincidental thing is that I have some friendship with your death god, and I also have my eyeliner on Zandalar Island. I just need to go out and ask a random garbage dump to get the truth.
So, I ask you.
Have you seen the Dark Prophet Zul? Did he guide you to Stormwind City? "
Under the pressure of the pirates, Vol'jin's slightly hideous troll face showed a defeated expression. He shrugged and responded with a troll-like grin:
"Well, you are as tough as the rumors say, pirate lord. Yes, after Bwonsamdi's oracle, I went to the sanctuary of all trolls.
In the golden city of Zandalar, I met the Dark Prophet Zul, who gave me a prophecy, he said that his eyes were about to go blind, and the future that was clear was blurred in his eyes.
But he said it wasn't a bad thing, at least there was no darkness in front of him.
He told me to come to Stormwind City and stand with the lion in the light. Maybe it won't save my people, but at least it will give us the best chance to survive the disaster.
Besides, he asked me to tell you something very odd.
He asked me to say to you on his behalf:
you are welcome. "
"Well, I knew that prophets are a bunch of nasty guys."
Black instantly understood what the Prophet Zul meant.
The latter refers to Thor the Great, the Zandalari trolls possess the knowledge of resurrecting Thor, and they could have brought him back to life before Black killed Thor under the guidance of the Dark Prophet.
But Zul didn't do that.
As the pirates said before, this is a tacit agreement between prophets.
Zul gave Black a favor.
"I didn't intend to thank that old, ugly, rude, and rude troll cudgel."
The pirate pouted and said:
"He's not so generous to give me a victory, so what is his request?"
Vol'jin shrugged this time and said helplessly:
"Your Excellency Zul said, you have guessed it."
"Well, I did guess it."
Black snapped his fingers.
As Shaw watched with a sullen face, his shadow twisted to form the body of Sera Moonguard, and the Fallen Watcher stepped in front of the king dressed in military uniform. This scene was enough to make the cowardly shout for escort.
But Varian didn't care.
Although he is no longer a warrior, the heroism in his heart has not faded in the slightest.
"Send a message to Northrend."
Blake did not shy away from the people in front of him, and said to Moon Guard:
"Tell Sefir again, so that my bodyguard Tur doesn't need to follow me to Northrend, he has to hurry back to Grizzly Hills, bring the elite bearmen, and **** the loa priests of Zandalar for me in Zu Dark is logged in and active.
Make sure to keep them safe.
This is my response to the favor of the Dark Prophet Zul, Lord Vol'jin.
You can send this news to Zandalar by writing a letter and tell the Dark Prophet that we are even. "
"I will."
Although it is still unclear why the Golden Dynasty of Zandalari sent priests to Northrend, Vol'jin sensed the importance of this news.
He nodded and agreed.
Afterwards, Blake turned his attention to Varian again. He moved his neck, stood up, pulled out the Salameni War Sword with a bang, poked the plate out on the table, and took out the Elf Divine Sword in his hand. on the table.
He said to Varian:
"Your Majesty, the meal is over, and the warm-up is over. It's time to solve your problem. Before that, let's taste this sword. Does it feel familiar?"
"It's hard for me to say."
When Varian saw Salameni, he felt an inexplicable feeling, as if in a dream that had been forgotten, he once charged with such a mighty sword.
At the invitation of the pirates, he stood up, stretched out his hand and stroked the blade of the Divine Sword with cloud patterns and runes in front of him, the coldness of that weapon made him blink.
He looked up and said to Black:
"this sword"
"I can't give it to you."
Pirate shrugged and said:
"This is my favorite thing, and you have strayed from your destiny, this sword is no longer compatible with you, but today, it may help you truly recognize your heart.
You know what I mean.
I came to Stormwind City for this, at least one of the reasons. "
Black took off his pipe and put it in his hand. He looked into Varian's eyes, as if to see the soul through them. He said:
"When did you start hearing the voice calling yourself the Will of the Light? After the Battle of Silithus?"
"Um."
Varian also seemed to be tormented by this question, he did not hide it, nodded and said:
"Just after Faou returned to the northern border from the desert, I could see some fantastic patterns in my dream, very simple, but full of mystery.
It is a pattern born from the light, representing the first ray of light that pierces the darkness among the stars.
That holiness cannot be deceived. "
"I didn't say she was lying, Your Majesty."
Black shook his head and corrected:
"Zera never lies, that's probably her only strength, but she knows people well, and like me, she has the ability to weave lies out of the truth.
And for all Holy Light creatures, the 'light' emitted by Zera has an attraction that you can't resist.
For example, I know that even though I have told His Majesty Fao to be careful, he is still in contact with the Mother of Light, and I will not comment on this kind of behavior.
This is between you followers of the Light.
I don't believe in the Holy Light.
This has nothing to do with me. "
"Then why are you obsessed with helping me get rid of this voice?"
Varian asked in confusion.
Black pointed to the sword in front of him and said:
"She can tempt other people at will, but some people just can't! And I don't like to owe favors, my young majesty, I took what belonged to you.
I have to give you something back. "
The stinky pirate blinked, and he motioned Varian to hold Salameni's hilt, saying:
"And this can also make you owe me a favor. At some point in the future, when you are angry and want to hack me to death, maybe the help I give you today will make you calm down before you actually do it.
I will save a life for this
See, this is the correct use of human affection.
Are you holding on tight? "
Black asked, and Varian, who was holding the Elf Excalibur upside down, nodded, and then Black grabbed the lower end of the hilt and gently pulled it outward. Under Varian's astonished gaze, Salamaine was divided in two. .
He held a white sword, while Black carried a black sword.
"Open your heart, Your Majesty.
I will use your soul as a window to have a good talk with our dear Zera. She can take away your faith, but your soul must stay here! "
(end of this chapter)
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