Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1522 155. Your queen values ​​you too much, so she arranged for you to read a master's and doctoral degree - plus [925]

   Dean Lanyue said that because of the tight schedule, the pirate's graduation ceremony was kept simple.

Black didn't think it was a big deal. It wasn't until he saw that Dean Lanyue handed him his diploma and badge in front of everyone that the pirates realized what the dean meant by "simplify everything". what.

Hello!

   This is not easy!

   This means that there is no ceremony at all.

  If I had known it was so casual, why would I invite so many spectators and force Windrunner's mother to wear a luxurious evening dress?

   Can you just give me this thing directly in the office?

  Rao is that Black never paid much attention to the scene, and he couldn't hold back for a while when he saw such a casual ceremony in front of him. Fortunately, the spectators were very generous, and everyone applauded enthusiastically to dispel the anger in the hearts of the pirates.

   And the trio of warlocks kicked and licked their **** tonight, which made Black feel better after being depressed for a few minutes.

  Although he has just graduated and has just joined the great wizard magic salon, the bad guy Black has already begun to plan to install his own forces in this organization that represents the highest level of magic skills in Azeroth.

   "You three pack up and go to Argus with me after a while."

  Black touched his diploma, played with the Natharas graduate badge, and whispered to the trio of warlocks beside him:

   "I'll take you there on a magical subject 'On the deeply corrosive effects and subsequent transformations of Fel Pollution on the Heart of the World and Ecosystems'.

  I will help you design the experimental ideas, but you have to do the data collection and water paper work yourself.

   Judging from my investigation, as long as you do this test carefully, collect the necessary detailed data, and organize it into a paper and publish it in the name of the Warlock School, you can use it to apply for the apprenticeship of the Great Wizard Salon.

   The current peer review is in charge of Dean Blue Moon, and it may be handed over to Kel'Thuzad later, I mean"

   "Running relationship, we understand, Captain."

   The orc warlock patted his chest with evil eyes and said confidently:

   "We are very familiar with this matter, and it is wrapped around us. It must be comfortable to lick Kel'Thuzad."

   "Yes yes, that guy is only interested in dead bodies and cats."

  The giant magician Zaraq touched his fangs inlaid with gold and jade, and he squeezed his eyes and said:

   "I'll be in charge of the corpse, and I just happened to know that Zhou Zhuo, the bastard, recently discovered an ancient troll pyramid ruins in the Waldun Desert. There are many mummies born in the era of Emperor Daza.

   It is said that due to long-term contact with G'huun's dark power, those mummies have undergone strange changes. I think such strange corpses must be able to please Kel'Thuzad's **** perverted necrophilia. "

   "And cats!"

   Dressed in a black robe, Kanrisad, with a gloomy face, stroked the accessories made by his Eye of Gul'dan, looked left and right, and whispered:

   "I will take the time to write a letter to my sister who lives in Stormwind City. I know that in a hidden manor in Elwynn Forest, there is the best 'cat breeder' in this land and even the whole world.

   She calls herself the 'Pussy Princess'.

  Her family is said to have been responsible for taming beasts for kings in the time of Thoradin the Great, and later changed to breed cats of different breeds for nobles.

   Spending a lot of money on her will definitely be able to buy a cat that will make Kel'Thuzad's mentor ecstatic. If he has high eyesight, we can also customize his own cat breed for him.

  If he wants, we can even provide a full service for his beloved kitten from shaving to later breeding, which is honestly too easy to do with money.

  Hands-on! "

   "Well, it seems that you are really strong in this regard. You can already accurately grasp the pain points of the target and achieve precise strikes."

  The smelly pirate nodded in satisfaction, and said:

"Then I'll leave it to you. When you go to Argus, you will have a snack. This is related to your academic career. I mean, your position in the undead pirates can be reserved, but you must also pay attention to your image in the future. After all, it's time for research.

   In this way, the three of you will develop your power among the lower-level members of the Great Wizarding Salon. After my idiot junior sister graduates, she will definitely join this organization. By then, I will work with her at the upper level.

   Maybe a few decades from now, this mighty organization will be available to us as well.

   Wonderful! "

   "Yes, yes, the captain deserves to be the world's number one prophet. This vision alone is not something ordinary people can think of."

   Evil Eye licked flatteringly:

   "We are fortunate to meet you in our life, and it is our greatest luck to follow you."

   "We will always have only one sun in our hearts!"

   Kanrisad and Zarak also rushed to lick them hard, which made the pirates very comfortable, but when he saw Dean Blue Moon and Lady Aegwynn and old Merry walking towards him, Black winked again.

The    trio of warlocks immediately understood, they coughed and saluted the dean and the high-level mages, and then left as if nothing had happened.

  Tsk tsk, just this unpretentious performance is enough to prove that they are outstanding warlocks, other warlocks can't act so naturally.

   "What conspiracy are you discussing with your evil underlings again?"

  The old lich, leaning on the staff of Etiès, said to Black:

   "Are you discussing how to turn our great wizard salon, which is dedicated to researching the truth of magic, into a war machine that only belongs to you?"

   "Hey! We have a good relationship, but you can't spit your blood, old Merry!"

  Black immediately complained innocently:

   "Don't think that you are my sister's mentor, I can tolerate your slander against me, I am one of yours now, and you must maintain the necessary respect for me!

   I want to stress that this respect is not for me, but for the knowledge I represent! Aren't you orthodox spellcasters the most particular about this?

   And I just didn't fit my evil subordinates talking about evil plots.

   They are reporting some top secret information to me. "

   Having said this, the pirate blinked and said to the three powerful mages in front of him:

   "Would you like to hear it? I can tell you for free, it's the first-hand news that my loyal demon planted in Mount Hyjal sent back to me.

   Oh, yes, my demon servant has successfully infiltrated the Sisterhood of Elune, she is really a mysterious lady who is good at disguising and dealing with other people. "

"Um?"

   Black's remarks made Aegwynn blink.

   As the former guardian, she knew very well how harsh the priests of the Kaldorei Moon were for the selection of their compatriots. If what Black said was true, it meant that the demon servants he arranged were not ordinary people.

  Ms. Aegwynn thought for a moment, then asked:

   "You sent the dreadlord? How did you contract the Nathrezim who would not be bound, and still keep them loyal to you?

   This is theoretically impossible, at least not now in Azeroth's Warlock Theory of Knowledge.

   Can this knowledge be shared?

  If we can impart this knowledge to the currently rising warlocks, we may be able to reverse our eye line into the Burning Legion to get first-hand information. "

   "Of course you can, isn't knowledge just for spreading?"

   The smelly pirate spread his arms with a full smile and said:

   "I am more than willing to share the valuable knowledge of the Pact Dreadlord with my fellow foolish and vulgar warlocks. As long as they can afford it.

   Of course, this is not because of my greed as a pirate. Although these money ended up in my pocket, they represent the principle of respect for knowledge and equal exchange.

   These are the rules that spellcasters must abide by.

   With the preciousness of this knowledge, I think that every person I teach will charge them at least 100,000 gold coins as course fees, hey, don’t think they are too expensive.

   At present, I am the only warlock in this group of stars who masters such a secret technique. They are too expensive for me.

  Poor ghosts, don't try to master such high-end skills, krypton gold can become stronger. This is a universal rule in the world, and this kind of knowledge has certain dangers.

  I mean, the third-rate warlocks with not enough souls and not enough sins should not try.

  I am willing to teach, but they cannot learn. "

   "One hundred thousand gold coins, right?"

   Old Merry did not frown, waved and threw a key to Blake, he said:

   "This is the key to Tirisfami's vault in Booty Bay Goblin Bank, I don't know how much money is in there, but I think it's fine to arm thirty warlocks.

  I will carefully select apprentices to come to you to study in the future, you must teach them carefully. "

   "Of course, of course."

  The pirate played with the goblin key and whistled:

   "I will wholeheartedly serve all my patrons, my dear old Merry, here I suggest you get another 'teaching package', I mean pull the warlocks of Quel'Thalas to form a group to buy.

  Wait, I'll teach you fifty people together to save you the trouble.

   Hey, what are you holding in your hand, Dean?

  Why do I feel so familiar? "

Black suddenly noticed something that Dean Lanyue was holding in his hand. It was very similar to the admission notice of Nartharas College. The stinky pirate was very familiar with this thing. Put your own stamp on it.

   However, the school season is over, and the last transfer student, Miss Catelyn Ruinweiver, is happily "internship" on the ship of the North Sea Pirates.

  Which big man is this, can you invite Dean Lan Yue, who has always been rigorous in his studies, to personally open the back door for him or her?

   There are such awesome characters, and Blake really wants to meet them.

   Then, he saw Dean Lanyue with a peculiar smile as he handed the very special admission notice to his eyes.

   This is not an ordinary admission letter.

   Although it has the same layout as an ordinary admission notice, the layout of the text written on it and the seal on it are completely different from those of ordinary students.

   Just the word structure made the pirates' eyes widen.

   This is Old Sarasian.

To be precise, it is an ancient language that the elf empire only uses in official documents. Even in the Salas language that has undergone thousands of years with the increasing number of elf factions, it is the most formal and complex one. kind.

   Not to mention a human mage.

   It is estimated that not many people in Quel'Thalas recognize these words. Suramar has always used them, but only in some documents signed by Elisande himself.

   And the content of the text made Blake frown.

   He read:

   "Dear Mr. Blake Shaw:

Through the investigation and recommendation of your recommenders, the Elf Empire's Royal Senior Magical Advisor, the Queen's Honorary Magic Guard, and the senior arcanist [Elya Bluemoon] of the Court Wizarding Corps, I am in the name of the Azshara Queen's Court Magician Corps. , we are pleased to inform you that:

  You have been approved to continue your studies for the title of [Royal Grand Arcanist] at the Nar'Thalas School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

  Please go to Dean Aria Bluemoon to go through the admission procedures within one month of seeing this letter.

   I wish you a happy study in the next ten years.

   Queen Azshara looks forward to you, as an excellent spellcaster, dedicating your strength to the rise of the Empire.

  A list of materials required for admission is enclosed with the letter.

   Your postgraduate semester is scheduled to officially begin on January 1st of the tenth year of the Dark Portal.

   From the only queen of the Elven Empire: Azshara Light of Light. "

   This unique admission notice is also covered with an ancient seal at first glance, as well as a magical signature handwritten by Queen Azshara. The font shines like a deep sea light, revealing the atmosphere that belongs to Her Majesty the Queen.

   This is something that no one can imitate.

"impossible!"

  Black grabbed the admission notice and shredded it like a rage.

   But Dean Lanyue did not stop his disciples from such crazy behavior. Less than a second after the stinky pirate tore the torn piece of paper, the light of time magic beat and reassembled the scattered pieces of paper.

  Evidently, Queen Azshara had fully understood Black's complex character, so she added time magic to this admission notice in advance.

  The pirate held his head and looked desperately at the cruel reality floating in front of him.

   The joy of knocking a sum of money from Dalaran just now was so short-lived that he couldn't even soothe the despairing mood of the smelly pirate. He glanced at Dean Lanyue.

  Despite the latter's efforts to remain calm, the joy and satisfaction that sparkled in her soul-firing eyes couldn't be concealed.

   Good guy!

   No wonder the dean just told him gently that he might need to be more "smart".

  It turned out to be waiting for me here.

"Queen Azshara's messenger handed me this notice yesterday, my disciple, obviously, the queen is also aware of your superb spellcasting talent, and she doesn't want to see a talent wasting time on boring things. looting.

   So out of love, she arranged for you high-level knowledge that only court magicians can learn. "

   Dean reached out and stroked Blake's hair, explaining:

   "These knowledges are the supreme truths that all spellcasters aspire to, and they are the supreme tomes compiled by the Queen herself, which can lead you on the path of the Arcane Force.

   Of course, you are a warlock and you cannot use these powers, but that does not prevent you from learning them to pave the way for your future.

  The good news is that you don't need to change your class habits, because the Queen is busy, so I will be responsible for your next classes.

  Better news is”

   Dean Lanyue took out several magic test papers from her luggage and put them in Black's hands. She said gently:

   "You can live a fulfilling life again with several sets of papers a day, and, if you want, I can arrange your lessons with your daughter's and your sister's.

   It's great that your family can take classes together. "

  Blake shook his face, took up his pipe, and snapped his fingers several times without lighting the tobacco. He looked back at Old Merry in desperation, and put the goblin key he just got into the old Lich's hand.

   He prayed:

   "That. Isn't your Dalaran Council of Six short of people? Do you think I can do it? I don't want money, I can pay you to go to work in the Kirin Tor.

  Please, Merry, take me out of this intellectual hell. "

   (end of this chapter)