Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1459 92. The era of the old man is over

  Speaking of the fearless fortress, this human city built in the Borean Tundra was originally the residence of the colonial governors, military officers and elite soldiers, and other troops were not allowed to stay here.

   But because the Alliance Navy has been in the Frozen Sea and the undead pirates in the recent battle for the purpose of competing for sea power, the human kingdom established the earliest colony in Northrend, and it has become the rear of the Alliance Navy.

In addition to the two fleets of Lordaeron, the elven fleet of Quel'Thalas, the highland knights of Stromgarde, the barbarian mercenaries of Alterac, and even the battle mages of Dalaran They will frequently haunt Reach and Dreadnought.

   This once fertile, productive colonial leader quickly turned into a bustling, noisy and large barracks, and the military discipline of the various units was greatly different from the upper and lower limits, which caused local farmers to complain.

   In particular, the looting of the fearless fortress by the North Sea pirates not long ago caused the city's food storage to be burned to the ground. In order to ensure that the army's supplies are abundant, the chief of the Colonial Territory of Zhiyuan County made some regrettable decisions.

   For example, once again, the local farmers had little food in their hands.

   In this process, a series of classic operations such as self-enrichment are naturally indispensable.

   In short, the meaning of this kind of behavior in the context of this season is probably equivalent to: suffering a farmer and a navy to memorize it.

The order of    forcible grain expropriation caused local chickens to fly in a few days, and some farmers who were more radical or oppressed and persecuted have fled their hard-working land.

   They fled to the coast in the dark and finally disappeared in the waves of the night.

There are many rumors that the ships of the undead pirates have been cruising beyond the shores of the Borean Tundra, that the warships of the Alliance do not dare to go out to meet the enemy, and the soldiers of the king only know how to rob things, not the sturdy North Sea pirates at all. opponent.

   There are also people who swear and babble about prophesying that the pirates will eventually triumph.

  Because in local rumors, there has always been an alliance between the blue dragon and the pirates. Before the war started, many people saw the murloc pirates on the Amber Cliff frequently entering and leaving the magical island where the blue dragon lived.

  It is said that the rich and generous pirate Blake Shaw dedicated all ten treasures in his hand to the blue dragons in exchange for the dragon's favor and support.

   This gossip is well compiled, and it completely conforms to people's stereotypes about pirates with a lot of gold and dragons with greed for money.

   Of course, there are very strange contents mixed in these true and false news. For example, some people always say in private gatherings that the pirates sent messengers to secretly meet with several officials and militia leaders of Zhiyuan County.

  Those guys always play up some details of that negotiation.

   For example, the pirates offered attractive conditions. As long as the militiamen in Zhiyuan County rose up against the king's army, the pirates would give the militiamen all kinds of support.

   They will also help Zhiyuan County to become independent from the Kingdom of Lordaeron in the name of the "Pirate Council". At that time, all farmers will have the land they cultivate themselves, and they will no longer need to pay taxes to the gentlemen far away in the eastern continent.

   Of course, these are just rumors circulating in the farmlands and villages outside the Dreadnought Castle and are not known by the commanders of the Alliance fleet, who are all preparing to sail to the Howling Fjord to find the bad luck of the North Sea pirates.

   Under such circumstances, the leader of Quel'Thalas' intelligence organization, Baron Sangunar, the master elf assassin, appeared in a low-key bar at the Sailor's Bar in the lower city of the Dreadnought Fortress at dusk.

As soon as the elf, who looked elegant and looked like an old nobleman, opened the door, he saw the entire smoky tavern full of disgruntled peasants and the city's low-ranking people, as well as some unworthy soldiers. Pass the time here.

   Tall and heavy makeup human dancers danced a tempting stage around a raised iron pipe on the round high platform in the center of the bar.

   That flamboyant dance looks vulgar in the eyes of the Quel'dorei elves.

I heard that this dance spread from a bar in Keel Harbor in Gilneas. It has been popular throughout the eastern continent for more than two years. Even the pirate bars on the South China Sea route are filled with rude men. These dancers applaud spending money.

  Any tavern today without one or two girls who are good at dancing will definitely be despised by drinkers. In a big city like Lordaeron, taverns will even fight for the best dancers.

   As far as Baron Sangunar knows, a similar rivalry has even arisen in the taverns of the commoner quarters of Silvermoon.

   In short, this line also began to roll.

   This is a really annoying situation.

"boom"

  The two silver coins were thrown into the hands of the bartender next to him by His Excellency the Baron. He made a concealed gesture to the bartender, who immediately raised his eyebrows and knew that the hooded figure in front of him belonged to the underground world.

   So he pointed to the second floor covertly, and made a gesture to the two vrykul bodyguards guarding the stairs, letting His Excellency the Baron leave the noisy tavern on the first floor and enter the quieter corridor on the second floor.

  As the legendary Master Assassin, Baron Sangunar moved his pointed ears as he stepped into the corridor on the second floor.

   Even though the room in front of him was very well soundproofed, the Master Assassin could still hear things he shouldn't have heard from the vibrations of the wood.

   For example, in the room on the left, a North Sea pirate captain who infiltrated the fearless fortress was trying his best to tempt the militia captain of Zhiyuan County to surrender.

   also promised a large reward, as well as helping the militia captain to obtain the mayor of Zhiyuan County after the event.

   For another example, in the third house on the right in front of the baron, the warlocks in Dalaran were secretly talking and waited until the Alliance Navy left, and launched a shameless dialysis in the fearless fortress to help the North Sea pirates take over the dock.

   For example, in the nearest room in the corridor on the second floor, a female elf is talking to a gnome.

   "Old K, Master is very satisfied with your service to the Uncrowned during these months, and he has decided to grant you the official Uncrowned status.

   You can choose to be an assassin, or choose to be our liaison officer in the Borean Tundra.

  伱If you choose the former, someone will come over in a few days and take you to the great desert of Silithus to receive the best Assassin training.

   If you choose the latter, we will provide you with a large sum of money to help you buy all the taverns in the nearby villages and towns, and help you set up a shipping company, all the profits will be six or four cents. "

  The female elf slowly said the news she brought, and then the dwarf who was talking to her gave a sharp laugh that was happy and satisfied. The guy rubbed his hands and asked slyly:

   "This six or four points, who gets six?"

"Um?"

The **** problem of    gnomes immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the female elves.

   She let out a deep nasal voice, which startled the dwarf, and hurriedly changed her tone and said:

   "Oh, look at my brain, I said the wrong thing when I was excited.

  I mean, is it enough to pay 60% of the profits for the uncrowned? Would you like a little more to show my infinite admiration and admiration for Lord Black.

  Without his support, I would still be picking oysters on the docks of Fort Dreadnought. How could I be the underground godfather in this city like I am today?

  I am a grateful person, ma'am, I am willing to give more to the person in my life. "

   "No need, this sharing model is enough, and the uncrowned is not short of money.

   But I want to warn you, old K, you are also our old friend. You and us used to be in a cooperative relationship, so although we have seen some things, we can pretend that we have not seen them.

   But then you officially joined the Uncrowned, and you have to let go of the things you should have cleaned up. "

   The female elf warned:

   "We are a faith-based organization, and every uncrowned person has his own creed. You can have it temporarily, but you have to work hard to find it, instead of letting yourself rot in the mud and not make progress.

do you understand me? "

   "Understood, too much."

   The dwarf nicknamed "Old K" screamed:

   "I have read Lord Black's maxims over and over a dozen times, and I believe that after I join the Uncrowned, I will definitely find my creed.

  Well, it's almost time, I should go and deliver the lemon juice and orange juice for the Alliance Navy for their voyage. This is a big job, and I have to take care of it.

   Speaking of which, does the organization really need me to add something to those military lemon and orange juices?

  I just extracted a paralyzing toxin from deep sea fish that will weaken those sailors in a few days so they can no longer challenge Lord Black and his pirate fleet. "

   "No, no need."

  The female elf immediately refused, and then comforted:

   "The master has already won, and there is no need to risk exposing you to do such a thing. Old K, you are of great value to us and cannot be used in such trivial matters.

  Continue to run your business, the organization will take the initiative to contact you if you need it. "

   "Okay, then I'm leaving."

After   , footsteps sounded in the house, causing Baron Sangunar, who was standing at the door to eavesdrop, to immediately fall into the shadows.

Then the door opened, and a middle-aged dwarf dressed like a classic nouveau riche walked out with a cigar in a black dress in the style of a Gilnean merchant, with a tall hat and a walking stick. Song disappeared into the hallway.

   In the room, Valeera Sangunar, who was sitting by the fireplace, glanced at the personal information in her hand that belonged to "Oyster Lord K", picked up her own seal and stamped it under the information.

   Then, she picked up the grape juice at hand, took a sip, and said:

   "Uncle, you are here as soon as you come, why are you still hiding your head and showing your tail?"

"Um?"

   Baron Sangunar, who was hiding in the shadows, immediately raised his eyebrows. He was surprised at his niece's keen perception.

  Although she didn't deliberately hide in the shadows, this little girl was able to sense her existence all of a sudden, which seemed to prove that Valeera, a talented girl from the Sangunar family, already had strength far beyond her age.

   "I have to remind you, uncle, that the words you just heard must not be spread out. At this critical moment, if the plan of the Uncrowned is frustrated by your talkativeness, then my mentor will be very unhappy."

   Valeera brushed her hair, put the document in her hand by her hand, and lay on the sofa in a resting posture. She raised the grape juice towards the door and said softly:

   "You know the destructive power of the Uncrowned Master. Once he is unhappy, many people will have a headache. Come in, uncle, I want to talk to you about something very important to the family.

   That's why I invite you here at this time. "

   "I received a message from the Uncrowned."

  The hooded Baron Sangunar appeared from the shadows and appeared in front of Valeera. He stretched out his hood to reveal a handsome uncle elf face.

   He touched his well-repaired beard and said to Valeera in front of him:

   "His Excellency Blake Shaw asked the Sangunar family to repay what we owed him, and he asked us to close our vigilant eyes for the next period of time.

   Although I don't know what he's going to do yet, I sense something ominous in this message.

   The Two-Face Man turned his gaze away from the North Sea and placed it on Quel'Thalas. He wanted to do something on our land, which the Sangunar family couldn't allow!

  Although we are assassins who walk in the dark and are not bound by the rules of the light, as an ancient family, we are also responsible for our country and civilization. "

   Baron Sangunar shook his head and said seriously:

   "So, I came here today to convey our response to you and to your mentor. The Sangunar family can't close their eyes, and we will continue to protect Quel'Thalas in the dark."

   "Om"

   The moment the baron finished speaking, a very strange teleportation wave appeared at the door behind him, and a teleportation was completed without triggering the space blockade of several mage towers in the fearless fortress.

   Then a familiar aura emerged there.

   "It's a pity that I didn't come at the right time, and I actually heard my friend reject my request."

  Black's voice sounded behind Baron Sangunar, and the smelly pirate threw the Sargeras scepter that was still pulling the space in his hand and threw it into his luggage.

   He lowered his head and picked up his pipe. With the mellow tobacco smell rising, Blake said in a low voice:

   "I hate being rejected by me. Especially when I bring kindness."

  “Shu”

  Two jade crystal daggers with amazing curvature and peculiar shape appeared in the hands of Baron Sangunar. He was ready to die, but the pirates did not intend to do it himself.

   he whispered:

   "I say that the Sangunars owe me a favor because I helped you develop the most promising and potential Master Assassin Quel'Thalas has ever seen.

  You may think that this favor is not enough to change the rules of the family, but obviously this is because you have not seen my most exquisite work with your own eyes.

   Valeera, let your uncle see your achievements.

  Perhaps he will give up the position of the head of the family in a sense of contentment, and hand it over to a young man with more potential and future to take charge of this ancient inheritance, and Quel'Thalas will usher in a new life.

   It will be driven by Sangunar, and it will be enough of a change to go down in history. "

   "That will be my creed too!"

With the sound of the armor closing, Valeera Sangunar, who was wearing the owl helmet, waved her hands gently, and the two Originium Moon Blades jumped into her hands. Valeera bowed to her uncle, and then Made a watchman attack stance.

she says:

   "Uncle, you have always known that I have respected you very much since I was a child, and I used to regard you as an idol in my life. But I'm sorry, you are old.

   belongs to your era

It has ended. "

   (end of this chapter)