Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 1802 28. How to show your abilities in front of leaders

  Miss Maiev didn't know what she was doing.

   But she did spend a whole night in the depressing Suramar city with a mysterious Moon Shadow Lord under the terrifying situation of the demon invasion.

Surama 10,000 years ago is not much different from Surama 10,000 years later. The city seems to be frozen in time. There are many, many things when pirates walk around the lights of the city streets with beautiful girls. Talk about money.

   "Have you seen that tower? I killed a lot of fallen nobles with one arrow on it. That **** one, tsk tsk, was too miserable."

   "And the flat land beyond the estuary, which will become a manor in the future, and the estuary in front of you will become a coastal port in the future.

   It was from there that my ghost ship and I slipped into Suramar's urban enclave, and we had a great night. "

   "Sir Moonshire is now in charge of the overall situation in the city, right? He is indeed an excellent imperial nobleman, but his future heirs will not be too much.

   The city will go through its oppressive darkness, but will eventually rise again under the leadership of another Moonshire lady. "

   "Well, the waning moon tavern! This is one of my favorite taverns. Although I don't like the wine in it very much, it doesn't matter. In the future, it will be the landmark of the city.

  It’s a pity that the tavern owner I know has not been born yet. "

Black took Miss Maiev through the streets, and the aura of the Silent One shrouded the two of them, so that they were not discovered by the soldiers patrolling the city, and the magic enchantments that were placed everywhere were of no use to them. meaningless.

   He was like a tour guide, telling Miss Maiev the little stories that happened between him and the city of 10,000 years, without taking into account that Maiev was born in this city.

   In terms of familiarity with Suramar, Miss Maiev is far ahead of Blake the chip pirate, but the details in the stories Blake tells are more about the future changes in the city.

   And the wise Miss Maiev can also read between the lines of those stories, the stories that the city will experience in the future.

   This makes this roaming across the night "on the road" interesting.

   At the beginning, Blake was talking, Maiev was listening, and by the end, Maiev had freely discussed the details of those stories with Blake.

   Until the two of them came to a place Maiev was very familiar with when dawn was approaching.

   Shadowsong's ancestral home.

   The place where she and her younger brother were born and grew up.

   It was only at this time that Miss Maiev realized that the route that Black had chosen to walk in the city was very delicate, and the last stop was here without turning back.

   "I need a place to stay. It's too inconvenient to stay in the Temple of the Moon all the time."

  The pirate stretched his body and said to Maiev beside him:

   "I've been living here for a while."

   After he finished speaking, he bent down and took out a spare key from under the third flower pot in front of the house under Maiev's astonished gaze, then turned around and said to Maiev:

   "Have you formed this habit at this time? Putting the key at the door is not a good way to prevent theft."

   "I wanted to ask before, Mr. Black."

   Seeing this, Miss Maiev couldn't help it.

   Wearing a moon-white sacrificial robe, she asked in a low voice:

   "Why are you. Why are you so familiar with me? Am I friends with you in the future?"

   "Want to know?"

  Blake opened the door of Yingsong's ancestral house with the same familiarity as returning to his own house, and while pushing the door in, he looked back at Miss Maiev, who nodded.

  The pirate pouted and said:

   "I won't tell you the answer, you have to guess for yourself, the process of finding the answer is half the fun of solving a problem, how can I take away this fun?

  Go back, Maiev.

   Otherwise, Tyrande will have to worry again, I really did not expect that the relationship between the two of you will be so good at this time. Remember to come to the story on time tomorrow night, and by the way, think about what you want to make.

   And, most importantly, what price are you willing to pay for this wish to come true? "

   "For example, go shopping with you?"

   Maiev couldn't help laughing, and the young apprentice priest said:

   "I really don't think this kind of company is a 'price'. You must be a good man, Mr. Black. It's really interesting that you pretend to be a bad guy and scare people."

   "Well, you're probably the first pretty **** the planet to say I'm a good guy."

  Black stood at the door of Shadowsong's ancestral house, winked his eyes, and said in a strange tone:

   "That's probably why we can have so many stories in the future, continue to keep the impression that I'm a good person, Maiev, I hope you think so, it makes me feel very happy.

Late at night.

  Go back early. "

   "It makes me feel weird that you say that to me at my door."

  Miss Maiev complained:

   "But indeed, it's late at night, you should rest early, Lord Black, we'll see you tomorrow, do you want me to tell Tyrande about God's choice? I think she's qualified to know."

   "No, you are not ready yet."

  Black shook his head and said:

   "Faith, this thing is very important. Let's talk about it when you find your own beliefs. According to the development of this situation, it should be in the past few days."

   After saying that, the pirate slammed the door, not knowing how to send the lady back to the Moon Temple, a proper straight man.

But what Maiev didn't know was that on her way back to the Moon Temple, Blake's eyes kept on her. This was a protection that crossed the space. Anyone who dared to hurt her would see the real thing as soon as possible. Dark hell.

   In the hall of Shadowsong's ancestral home, a flame lit in the fireplace.

  Black leaned back comfortably in the elf-style easy chair, covered his legs with a blanket, and held the jug in his hand like an insomniac old man.

   He closed his eyes, his huge will quickly swept across the entire Elven Empire and even the entire ancient Kalimdor Continent under the shroud of the moonlight. He could feel the obscure and powerful auras that followed him and were cruising near Suramar.

   Those powerful creatures born in ancient times are silently observing this demonic disaster.

   He can also feel that the portal opened on the Well of Eternity is like a scorching fire baking the world, countless demons gushing out from it, and the breath of some "old acquaintances".

   "The big **** has arrived, sitting in the Well of Eternity, Ark is approaching the world border, the two or five of the Nathrezim are rushing to various battlefields, and their vanguard fleet is trudging through the stars.

Well.

   Lord Sargeras, hurry up, hurry up.

   Step up. "

  The pirate shook his chair, and in the warm glow of the fire he whispered:

   "Don't make me wait too long."

—

   The next morning, in the Tower of Night in Suramar City, the light of teleportation shone through the personal maintenance of the Great Magister, and the murderous Lord Ravencrest stepped out of it.

   He looked around and said in a deep voice:

   "The frontline is urgent, Elisande, but at this time you asked me to leave the battlefield and come here to talk to you in secret. You better have a reasonable reason."

   "Lord, I have two reasons."

  The Great Magister did not panic at all.

  She raised her hand and invited the High Lord and Lady Lanyue behind him to sit down, and then she said:

"Yesterday's battle scene has shown that the demons are difficult to deal with. Based on our interrogation of those captured demons, we know that the power of the Burning Legion spreads across the stars. Although it is not ruled out that the demons are talking big to intimidate us, I still feel that we It is necessary to prepare in advance.”

   "You want to run away?"

  Ms. Lanyue asked indifferently, which immediately attracted Elisande's rebuttal, she scolded:

   "In your eyes, everyone wants to run away, Blue Moon! I know that the destruction of your academy makes your heart miserable, but you should at least maintain your sanity as a Grand Arcanist.

  Open your eyes and see, just a demon vanguard will let us lose our troops, and those demons are not stupid, their dormancy at this time is not afraid of us.

   They are just waiting for their commander, those higher beings known as the Great Demons, to come against our decapitation tactics.

   There is not much time left for us!

   Are you sure you want to waste it in a boring argument? "

   Seeing that his two adjutants were about to quarrel, the high lord slammed the table and scolded:

   "This is not the time for quarrels! Elisande, be polite, Blue Moon, you also suppress your anger, we need unity now."

   The two Great Arcanists calmed down when they saw that the Great Lord was angry.

The Great Magister shook her head. She took out a blueprint from the prepared box and handed it to Lord Ravencrest. She spread it out. Although the High Lord was a high-level elf, he was not proficient in magic. A complex magic device can be seen on the blueprint, but Dean Lanyue knows it.

   She saw at a glance that the drawing represented a new magic well, she looked at Elisande in surprise, and said:

   "Is the gossip circulating in the mage circle actually true? Azshara really intends to set up a small magic well in Suramar?"

   "Well, it's true."

   Elisander said frankly:

"This matter was originally to be handed over to the Court Mage Corps. I was just an overseer, but because of the preparations for the demon invasion, the Queen transferred the Court Mage back to Xin Azali, and the construction of the 'Night Well' was suspended. .

   However, the preparations for this magic well have been completed, and now it is only necessary to send the mysterious Pillar of Creation into the bottom of the magic well to activate it.

   That was the first thing I asked the high lord to come back to discuss.

  The defense circle of the Great Temple cannot be held. I believe the great lord can see that. Once the great demons reach the battlefield, once the demons start their general attack, the line of defense will collapse in a short time.

   This is not my intention to demoralize us, I'm just telling the truth. "

  Ravencase didn't answer, but he didn't deny it. He just frowned at the drawing in front of him. After a few seconds, he raised his head and said:

   "Then, Elisande, you must have a solution? You are not a mediocrity who only asks questions."

   "Of course I am not, High Lord."

  The Great Magister laughed a few times, pointed at the blueprint and said:

   "I'm going to do it, and I need Lady Arya Bluemoon to help me, and it can only be done in a few days with our two Grand Arcanists working together.

   As long as the Nightwell is established, it can create a thick wall in the city of Suramar, and I believe that the demons will not be able to break through it in the short term.

   In this way, the Anti-Magic Alliance will have a stable base.

   At the same time, the elf compatriots from all over the country also have a safe shelter, and news has been sent from Erethalas, Sandara and other small cities, and the demons are not just attacking Suramar.

   They are in full bloom with demons everywhere.

  In the case that Sin Asari has fallen, only the city of Suramar has enough power to shelter those homeless refugees. "

   "That's a good idea."

The high lord    nodded, he closed his eyes and thought, and then said:

"Suramar is only separated by a mountain from Highmountain and Val'sharah. If Suramar becomes the base camp of the anti-magic coalition, Black Rook Fort and other legions will have a stable place for supplies and rest. Three Being united is enough to keep us out of the devil's attack longer.

   But passive defense is unwinnable!

   And we must buy time for Suramar to build the magic well, with our current military strength, I'm afraid."

   "This is the second thing I have to say, High Lord."

   Lady Elisande waved to the magic swordsman who was guarding the door.

   After a while, two young elves were invited in, one of them was the moon guard Illidan Stormrage who had just awakened, and the other was a young man in the armor of the Suramar city guard.

   Lord Ravencrest looked at the two of them suspiciously and said:

   "Illidan, this one beside you"

"The High Lord, his name is Jarod Shadowsong, a soldier of the City Guard, a true warrior and an excellent commander, and it is he who helped us rescue those from Sin from the Demon Striker. Ashley's refugee."

  Illidan Stormrage made an elven courtesy to the high lord.

   He said seriously:

   "I'm about to recommend this talent to you. You need a good commander like him. In addition, Garrod has made a very bold military proposal for our current situation.

   I hope you will listen. "

   "Oh? A military suggestion, interesting."

   Lord Ravencrest inherited the arrogance of the high elves. Originally, he would not have paid much attention to soldiers from the bottom like Garod.

   But Illidan Stormrage is a young man he is very optimistic about. He feels that Illidan will definitely achieve great things in the future, and there must be something unique about the young man who can be so praised by Illidan.

   So, the high lord put away his arrogance, he sat on the chair with a golden knife and looked at Jarod, which made the young Jarod very nervous.

   He was even a little speechless, until the strange voice sounded in his ear again.

   "What are you nervous about? Look at you like a bear, it's a shame for the Shadowsong family! You have to behave decently in front of the big boss, you little idiot, come out with the subtle idea in your heart.

  I'm sure Ravencrest will give you plenty of room to use your talents, and trust me, this Highborne is the only one other than Azshara and Dean Bluemoon that I look at in a different way.

  Say it, don’t be afraid. "

   Under the scolding of the strange voice, Garrod's heart calmed down strangely, he coughed a few times, and made a soldier's etiquette to the big lord, and then said eloquently:

"His Excellency, I also participated in the battle yesterday. I hacked a demon with my own hands, but during the battle, I saw the powerful power of the demigod guard of the alien emperor, which gave me an idea. "

   "You mean that monkey wielding a stick?"

  Ravencrest recalled yesterday's battle, nodded and said:

   "That monkey is really powerful. If it weren't for it, we would have lost at least two elite cavalry, but the monkey seems to be very naughty. It refused my reward and even did not want to live in a camp with us."

   "That's just the character of the Monkey King, great lord, and that's not the point."

   Garrod said seriously:

   "Maybe it's because of my affinity with it. I talked to it after the war, and I asked it if there was a demigod as powerful as it in this world.

  The Monkey King gave an exact answer, and it gave me an important message.

The great lord, the Monkey King said that demigods and demigods are attracted to each other. It tells me that our battle with demons has actually attracted the attention of many demigods of the wilderness who are as powerful as it, or even stronger than it. .

  Those mysterious creatures wandered in the mountains and forests on the edge of Suramar, and there were many of them. My thoughts are if we can get their help."

   "Can you be sure that those mysterious and powerful demigods really exist?"

The high lord    already understood what Jarod meant.

   He leaned forward to look at Jarod, and said in a serious tone:

   "Are you sure you can persuade them to help us?"

"I"

   Garrod wanted to be humble, but the voice in his ear rang again, so his answer became in his astonished perception:

   "Yes, high lord, I am sure! Please leave this matter to me."

   (end of this chapter)