Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1399 32. Now, what should be the name of Lady Elune's second son?

  The first batch of werewolves in Gilneas could not switch forms according to their own ideas. At that time, the werewolf curse had just spread, and neither humans nor the first batch of hapless werewolves knew much about this power.

   They see it as a scourge.

   This situation continued until the Rende Society began to study werewolf power.

  The Druids believe that the power of the werewolf comes from Mother Nature. This form is very similar to the transformation of the Druid. If the Druid can control the **** from human to beast and back to human, then the werewolf should also be able to.

The    hypothesis gave Gene and his werewolves hope.

   But the real breakthrough had to be Lylar Blaze's escape from the Emerald Dream, the old druid who taught the secrets of werewolf transformation to Gilneas' weak compatriots nine thousand years ago.

   From then on, the werewolf can briefly change back to human form and walk under the sun, but such transformation is still problematic. Although it has changed back to human, the mind and soul are still dominated by the wildness of the werewolf.

The transformation of    is not so much a cure for the curse, but more like a camouflage that is more suitable for sneak attacks on the werewolf form.

   Until now, the problem of appearance has finally been completely solved.

  When the first ray of sunshine of dawn shone down, Jean tamed his animal nature in front of everyone's eyes, letting the human will dominate the body and soul, and in the true sense changed from a werewolf to a human.

   This can be confirmed by looking at the form of his joy and free stretch at this time, and the fact that he has not let out a howl like a beast in such ecstasy has fully proved his identity.

   Master this body is no longer the gray werewolf named Jean, but the real Greymane is returning.

The best thing about    is that while he recovered his life, he also retained the power of a werewolf, which is simply the most perfect fusion of the two forms.

  Because of Black's "kind reminder", Old Gene didn't have time to bark at him, so he covered his lower body in embarrassment and ran out bare buttocks amid the howls of a group of werewolves.

   ran back a few seconds later wearing a tattered cloak.

   Before he and the equally happy Queen Mia exchanged their hearts, the stinky pirate leaned over and shook an instant-printed photo in front of Old Gene's eyes.

   Old Gene frowned when he saw the **** scene in the photo.

  Black didn't say much, just made a universal gesture of rubbing his fingers to Gene, the meaning of which was already obvious.

   "I paid for him!"

  Queen Mia, who was in a very good mood, snatched the photo and put it in her hand to appreciate it carefully. She snapped her fingers at the pirate again. Blake, who had succeeded in blackmailing, grinned, took out the negative of the dwarf camera, and put it in the queen's hand.

   He looked around and reminded in a low voice:

   "Werewolves from the whole city are rushing over, this is the most appropriate opportunity, don't pick the time. It just so happens that Lord Goldrinn and the Grand Druid of Malfurion are here.

   Right now, start the coronation.

  Gilneas has just had a turbulent three months. The country is in desperate need of stabilization. I think a dashing queen can make the citizens very excited. "

   "You want me to be crowned in a ruin? No matter how urgent it is, I have to wait until this place is repaired a little, right?"

  Queen Mia said something in a bad tone.

  Black easily heard the Queen's "overtones", he hummed and said:

   "You husband and wife, don't plan to default on your debt! We all agreed before that if I can turn Gene from a werewolf back to a human, I can naturally turn him from a human to a werewolf.

  You'd better not try to offend me in this joyous moment, Aunt Mia.

  I think your two subordinates should have warned you that you can't afford to offend me! "

   "Okay, stinky pirate!"

  Gene held his wife's hand and said in a tone of disgust:

   "We Gilneas never break a bill! My Mia is just too excited, she needs some time to adjust her mood, you can prepare for the coronation ceremony or something.

   Anyway, looking at your actions to ‘crown Old Lothar’ in North County, you should be very ‘good’ at this.

   I promise that Mia will become the Queen of Gilneas today, and I will also promise that your interests in Gilneas will not be damaged, but there is one thing that must be satisfied. "

   Old Jean looked north and said in a low voice:

   "We must wait for Darius to come back victorious. Before Godfrey's group of stubborn guys are eliminated, Mia will not be able to sit on the throne even if she is crowned."

   "Don't worry, don't think it's only you who arranged people."

  The pirate sneered and said:

   "Even if Lord Godfrey escapes the pursuit of Lord Darius, he cannot escape the blade of the Uncrowned. Since I ask Aunt Mia to become queen, I will naturally clear all obstacles for her.

  Prince Liam and Princess Tess are on their way to the royal city by boat, along with my mother, who will witness the ceremony as an official Kul Tiras spectator. "

   Having said this, Blake provoked Jean with his hips on his back:

   "What you old wolf can't do, my Aunt Mia can do it on her first day as king, and the stabilized Gilneas will become a true national alliance with Kul Tiras.

   From this point of view alone, Aunt Mia is destined to be better than you. "

   "That's right, I'm a loser, a loser in every sense, and Mia is destined to be a greater king than me."

  Old Jean was not provoked at all.

   He responded to Blake's sarcasm with a completely rotten posture, which made the pirates frown, and wondered if Gene had been injected too much by the benevolent moonlight during the feral appeasement ritual, causing this guy to lose his mind?

   This is a little too peaceful, right?

  Black glared at Gene and hooked up with Miss Black Crow who was not far away. When the other party came, he introduced the Queen couple in front of him:

   "This Thesali Black Crow Arch Druid is the leader of the Flame Druid faction, she has already taken Rende under her command, and will take over as the leader of the Gilneas Wolf Cult at the coronation ceremony.

   I have set a future plan for her.

  Wolf worship will be transformed into a local Druid sect in Gilneas under her leadership, and she will become the religious leader of Gilneas as the 'Harvest Witch', similar to the archbishops of other kingdoms.

   She will be in charge of the central contact between the royal family and Lord Goldrinn, and the coronation ceremony of Aunt Mia will also be presided over by the Great Druid of the Black Crow. Aunt Mia must join the sect as a 'belief protector'.

   Do you have any comments? "

  The Gene couple looked at each other, of course they had an opinion!

   But it has been said before, this meeting can only be accepted by nodding,

   "Very well, then everything is done, let's wait for the ceremony to begin."

  Blake smiled contentedly. He picked up his pipe, spread out his arms and said to the person in front of him in a very beaten tone:

   "I confirm one last time, the grievance between me and Gilneas has been buried in the end of last night, right? There will be no werewolf lunatics trying to assassinate me in various ways in the future, right?"

   "I can't guarantee that."

  Gene grinned and said in a bad tone:

   "I can only guarantee that the grievance between you and the Greymane royal family will be eliminated, but my people hate you so much, they spontaneously formed an organization and force against you, and I have no reason to intervene.

  I would rather not do that. "

   "Then let them come."

  The pirate snorted coldly and said indifferently:

   "As long as they can, it wouldn't be a big deal to give my life to the Gilneas, so people in your country are just not likeable.

   It is not unreasonable for people in other countries to exclude you!

So be it. "

  Black turned and left, leaving Black Crow and the Queen to discuss the details of the coronation process.

   In fact, there is nothing to discuss about this process. As Queen Mia said, even the palace is in ruins, so the ceremony held here is naturally not solemn and solemn.

   But that's a good thing for Black Crow.

   It was the first time for her to preside over a major event of this level, so she was somewhat nervous.

   "Yo, old Hemet, I'm really glad that you old dog was not killed by a werewolf."

  Black walked out of the crowd, and soon saw the seriously wounded dwarf old gunslinger being supported by his own son, surrounded by his famous "Nesingwary hunting party", walked into the ruins of the palace with an arrogant attitude of not recognizing six relatives.

  Although the old dwarf was very embarrassed, his whole body was covered with bandages, but the dwarf old gun was in a very good state of mind. He was so injured that he was still shouting to let his son pour wine into his mouth.

   When he heard Blake's "hello" sound, the old dwarf who was being supported suddenly laughed, and he shouted to Blake:

   "Come on! Stinky pirates, come and see the 'prey' I've caught! This is the most satisfying beast I've hunted in the past two years."

   "No way? You killed him?"

  The pirate asked in a "shocked shock", and when he got closer, he saw a wounded white-haired werewolf lying in an iron cage surrounded by the hunting party.

  The guy was covered in blood and scars. He was chained but still wild, screaming around.

   This werewolf's eyes do not see any sanity remaining, he is completely chaotic and violent, and his breath is more violent like a real wolf.

  The pirate stared at him and reached out and tapped on the cage. This action made the white-haired werewolf even more irritable and barked at him. The saliva from the guy's mouth made the pirate take a few steps back in disgust.

   "Your Excellency Isolaius, is this too miserable for you?"

  Blake breathed out a smoke ring and looked at the original Rende Society Grand Druid who was trapped in the cage. He whispered:

   "Lylar Blaze also seems to be disgusted by you rambunctious lunatics, he has almost completely destroyed your sanity, and it seems that it will take you a long, long time to recover.

  What a pity, I still like your unruly attitude when you offered me a bounty before. "

   "Curse. Curse"

  The arch druid in the cage seemed to recognize Black.

   But he couldn't control his mind, he could only say what was in his heart in a whimpering manner, which sounded meaningless to others, but Blake understood what Isolarius meant.

   He sighed in his heart that this Druid of the Rende Society is really crazy, that Isolaius has fallen to this point, and he still doesn't plan to let old Hemet go.

   However, I had promised others before.

  Blake blinked, and under the gaze of the white-haired werewolf in the cage, he reached out and patted on the shoulder of the injured and proud old Hemet.

   He was a little hard.

   A sign of sin was placed on the old dwarf in an almost attacking manner. The old dwarf, who was drinking and was discussing with the rest of the hunting party to start a big hunt in Gilneas, immediately felt that something was wrong.

   When the thought of finally being able to hunt wild beasts freely floated in his mind, a sharp pain burst out of his mind, causing the old dwarf to scream and twitch in his son's arms.

   "What did you do to me!"

  Old Hemet stared fiercely at Blake, and the members of the Nesingwary hunting team immediately grabbed their weapons and aimed them at the pirates when the boss was attacked.

   But the next moment, the short knives on the necks of the hunters who appeared from the shadows made them "calm down" quickly.

Do not impulse!

   everyone!

   They are many

   "Nothing, just a curse about sin, my dear dwarf friend."

  Black crouched down, took a dwarf cigar from his suitcase and put it in the mouth of the twitching old dwarf, and took out a dwarf lighter to help him light it.

   He looked into old Hemet's painful eyes and said:

   "You've killed too many beasts in your life, either for the pleasure of hunting or for what you think is the balance of nature, and you really don't have a good reputation in the eyes of those who really care about nature.

   This is your sin, my dear Hemet.

  You are also getting old, so you must restrain yourself. Don't worry, this curse will only trigger when you trigger Sin, and normal hunting won't give you a headache.

   But you and your followers, once you kill wild beasts, you will die. "

   "I didn't mess with you, did I?"

  The old dwarf grinned and said:

   "I thought we were friends, you bastard."

   "We are indeed friends."

  The pirate curled his eyes and showed a smile. He pointed to the white-haired werewolf in the cage who had calmed down eerily after seeing old Hemet being cursed. He whispered:

   "But this curse is a request from Lord Isolaius. Before you cast this curse of sin, Lord Druid has suffered for a long time.

  I once asked him if he had any thoughts, and he told me to let you, the hunter who has been in love with him and killed for decades, also experience this feeling.

   You are all sinful fellows.

  I mean, it's time to retire, old Hemet, your hunting passion has been waning anyway, leave your career to your son, II is good enough.

  You might as well go back and think about your autobiography.

  It’s not a problem to ask someone to write for you, right? "

   Finished speaking, Black nodded to the young dwarf who was supporting old Hemet, who returned a gentle and bright smile.

   In this noisy environment, it was not until noon that Lord Darius, who arrived late, appeared in the ruins of the palace with his "captives".

   A group of "human supremacists" headed by Lord Godfrey were all transformed into werewolves by the northern lords. They were screaming in agony, but they were forced to be held on the edge of the palace as bystanders for the upcoming coronation ceremony.

The entire Wangcheng and the surrounding werewolves gathered together. The news of the new king's enthronement and the salvation of the curse has spread throughout the city like a gust of wind. The werewolves walked out of the darkness and stood under the sun. They were howling one after another, shouting for Mia. The Queen's name, which represents their expectations for the future they will finally get back.

   Soon, Queen Mia, who was dressed in a king's dress, with a blue ribbon and a large cape, appeared in the ruins. She stepped onto the platform from under the ruins, and the werewolves on the way made way for her.

  The original King Jean Greymane removed his former costume, wearing a light armor, holding a helmet, wearing a knight's long sword on his waist, and guarding his wife in a gray-haired human form.

   He willingly gave up the kingship.

  To be honest, he has been really tired for the past two years.

   "I said, these things can still be repaired, right?"

  Besides the cheering crowd, Blake leaned lazily beside Goldrinn's huge body, and the wolf **** also lay down under a big tree with his claws staggered and shrunken body in a docile posture.

   One man and one wolf watched the ceremony from a distance, and Black threw the shards of the Luna Scythe in his hand and said to Goldrinn:

"I know you hate these things, but if they were made into a sword and given to the queen as a gift, it would be good. Gilneas will believe in you in the future, and you should give them a holy relic too. "

   "Ow"

   Goldrinn wagged his tail and let out a low cry, meaning:

  You can figure it out, I'm bored now.

   "What are you bothering about?"

   Black whispered maliciously:

   "You better hurry up and prepare to 'enter the bridal chamber'.

Just like the combination of Lady Elune and Malorne leaving Cenarius, how can you give birth to a demigod that is no weaker than Cenarius, the combination of your mighty wolf **** and moon god? Bar?

   When the child is born, remember to send me an invitation to this 'matchmaker', I will prepare a big red envelope, don't bite! I can't hold your teeth in my head.

   Heck!

bleeding! Damn it! I won't be transformed into a werewolf pirate by you? "

   (end of this chapter)