Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 199 18. Only Dad is good in the world

   "That villain! He is so evil! Force me to act for him!"

  In the banquet hall, when the big bad wolf heard Medivh's name, he immediately bared his teeth, panting and saying:

   "This castle is like a cage! Take me away and I will kill everyone for you!"

   "I don't think you can kill everyone, but don't worry."

  The pirate waved his hand, and he asked again:

   "Do you know Larryl Blaze?"

"know."

  The big bad wolf hesitated for a moment, and there was a hint of doubt in its wild eyes, probably wondering why this human knew this name.

   But under Blake's gaze, it answered honestly:

"He is the alpha wolf, he is the leader of the pack, he is the mighty **** of wildness, the chosen one of the white wolf Goldrinn, but he has been sealed by the hypocritical great druid Malfurion Stormrage. It has been more than 9,300 years in the Emerald Dreamland.”

   "Do you want to save him?"

   Black asked again.

   The big bad wolf didn't answer this time, and seemed unusually silent. After more than ten seconds, it said:

   "I used to think so.

   But the villain in Medivh told me that while he was walking in the Emerald Dream, he touched the will of Larael Blaze, and our alpha wolf was driven into a never-ending madness for revenge.

but me

   Even if I wanted to save him,

  I can't save him without the Luna Scythe. "

   "Haha, just have this heart."

   said in a pirate tone playfully:

   "There will always be opportunities in the future. You don't necessarily need a luna scythe to summon a werewolf. In short, you are welcome to join the undead pirates. I have a small question. Do you still have the ability to spread the werewolf disease?"

"I do not know either."

   The big bad wolf looked at his sharp claws and said in a loud voice:

   "The villain in Medivh, in order to make me act better for him, to please him, has magically transformed me, giving me some strange abilities.

  I don't know if he took my plague claw. "

   "Would you like to try it?"

   Black rubbed his chin and said:

   "Although it is said that the werewolf disease is only effective against night elves, as far as I know, humans seem to be the carriers of this disease. We might as well find a purebred human to try."

   As he spoke, the eyes of pirates, orcs, trolls and werewolves all fell on the little pirate Kanrisad who was about to escape.

  The latter trembled with fright, took out the six magic packs in his hand, waved Jordan's staff, and shouted:

   "You are not allowed to come here! I know what you are thinking! Don't think about it! I've had enough luck tonight!"

   "Becoming a werewolf is a very powerful experience. As long as you can control the unruly wildness in your heart, you can immediately. Forget it."

  Black wanted to persuade.

   But seeing the stubborn face of the little pirate, he shook his head and said regretfully:

   "Since the little idiot refuses this power, don't embarrass him. Anyway, there will be opportunities to try in the future. Let's talk about it later. Go, go and rest.

   Tonight's Naxin ends here.

   We will leave Karazhan after my friend Lady Aegwynn has finished the ceremony. "

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Blake wandered in Karazhan, admiring the secrets of this mage tower, looking for something that he could take away. At midnight, he was found by Moros, the undead butler, and was "escorted" back to his guest room. .

  Moros was dissatisfied with the plundering behavior of pirates.

   However, considering that Black's arrival prompted his master Medivh to recover in the material world, the conscientious butler thought it had never happened.

  And Karazhan's noble room is very comfortable, the aristocratic-style bed is soft, and the pirates lie on it, almost like lying in quicksand and sinking into it.

   is really uncomfortable and makes it hard to fall asleep.

   So Black sneaked out again, intending to sneak into the exhibition hall and scavenge a few "interesting things" from there, but when he crept into the upper area, he was covered by a teleportation light.

  Black immediately rushed out with Shadow Step, but in a mage tower, facing the mage who had the authority to manipulate it, the pirate's dodging was useless.

   As the light around him gathered for a moment, he was thrown into a closed area.

   There is a smell of decay here. In the annular space, there are books all around. All kinds of books are displayed on the bookshelf, and you can't see the edge when you look up.

  This is the world of books.

  Black stood up from the carpet that had not been cleaned for a long time, and soon noticed the magic power fluctuations coming from behind him, which were pure arcane magic vibrations.

   The extremely rhythmic rhythm is very recognizable.

  The pirates knew at this moment who sent him to this place.

   While holding down the hilt and dagger at his waist, he turned his head slowly, and saw a middle-aged mage with an illusory figure, wearing a violet-style robe, sorting out in front of the bookshelf.

   This is an undead, a ghost.

   but very peculiar.

   Its figure is not as solid as other ghosts, and it always reveals a sense of weakness like smoke echoing.

   This means that what exists here is not a complete ghost, but a pale silhouette of a dead soul left in the material world.

   Or to put it less artistically, this is a fragment of the soul.

   The ghost of this middle-aged mage in front of him has packed himself quite well, and his cheeks are very characteristic, which is six points similar to the self-portrait of Medivh in the exhibition hall.

   This represents its identity.

   This is Nilas Elam, Medivh's biological father and Aegwynn's husband.

  The most outstanding arcane archmage in the history of the magical city-state of Dalaran, and his secret identity is the best magic hunter of the Tirisfal Council.

   In the 800-year pursuit between Aegwynn and the Council of Tirisfal, he was one of the few opponents who could make Aegwynn, who is in the power of the guardian, quite embarrassed.

   Of course, his hunt also failed. He was "captured" by Aegwynn, became her servant under the skirt, and willingly raised Medivh alone until he was fourteen years old.

  In the personal diary of the astral mage, Medivh recorded his impression of his father. He said that Alan was a dull and uninteresting person, and he was strict with him since he was a child, and was committed to cultivating him into a qualified guardian.

   The pressure was so great that the father-son relationship was bad for a time.

   But he is such a serious and boring person. When Medivh was fourteen years old, when the evil power in his body erupted for the first time, he used his life and soul without hesitation to stabilize his son's state.

  When Medivh lived alone in Karazhan, when he occasionally sobered from Sargeras' control, he would always use a guilty pen to outline the image of his father in his diary.

   In the life of the astral mage, the person he feels he owes the most is always his father.

   As for his mother Aegwynn, Medivh did not mention much.

   It can be seen that the mother-son relationship is really tense.

As for the soul fragment of Nie Lance Alan, who died in Northshire Abbey more than 50 years ago, why is it in Karazhan? This is probably because Medivh used some forbidden method to recall a trace of his father's remnant soul. Bar.

   "The servants in this mage tower are all saying that their old master is a very autistic person. In fact, as far as I know, only a few people have seen you in Karazhan."

  The pirate saw that Ailan brought him here, but he didn't speak, so he took the initiative to say:

   "You are one of the strange secrets in Karazhan, I think you summoned me tonight, probably because of the resurrection of Medivh. Oh no, the resurrection of little Medan?

   Do you have any dissatisfaction with this matter? "

   "I'm just a shadow of Ellen, Derek Proudmoore, and it's hard for me to 'think'."

  Shadow of Elam replied mildly:

   "My son hides me here, it's just a way to make up for his guilt for me, and I, I'm just a mirror for my poor son to miss the past.

   I have the mind of Elam, but I am not him.

  I brought you here just to thank you in person, young man, on behalf of Ellen, who has rested in peace.

  You gave my wife and my son a chance to start over and took over the heavy future that should have belonged to my son. Maybe you have your own purpose.

   But it is still a great and heavy sacrifice. "

  Blake immediately relaxed when he heard this.

   The ghost in front of him called himself the Shadow of Elan, saying that he was just a sad memory, but this old man really went crazy, and it was not so easy to kill.

   The ghost in front of him is one of the most powerful undead in Karazhan Mage Tower. When Medivh shaped it, he probably gave it too much power because of guilt.

   He looked at the lost shadow of Elan in front of him, rolled his eyes, and deliberately asked:

   "But I think that although you call yourself the shadow of Lord Ellen, you also have a fatherly desire to protect Ms. Aegwynn and the children of Medan.

  If the mother and son decide to leave, will you leave with them? "

"I can not."

The shadow of   Elam sighed, and the movement of flipping through the book in his hand stopped, and it said:

   "My existence is the result of twisting the taboo of life and death. I can only hide in Karazhan and rely on the magic of this tower for a living. There is no place in this world for monsters like me to be free.

   I can only stay here forever until Karazhan falls.

  I can only pray silently for my wife and my son, even if I do not believe in the way of the Holy Light. "

   "Shengguang is a bitch!"

  The pirate said bluntly:

   "What it can't do, I can do. I have a way to get you out of here, but I have bad intentions, Your Excellency. You should consider carefully whether to accept my invitation."

  Blake took out what looked like a dilapidated ledger from his magic bag, and flipped through two pages.

With a sound of   , he tore off a page of paper from the top, and threw it away, and the gloomy and ominous paper floated in front of the shadow of Elan. He said to Elan:

  "It's a magical boat ticket that will take you across the Styx to the world of the dead. But if you don't pay, you'll be stuck on that magical ghost ship forever.

   is forever between life and death and cannot be liberated.

   But I think, this result does not seem unacceptable to you, just sign your name on it and you will be summoned to that ship regardless of space.

   It’s just that the ship belongs to me

  Do you understand my subtext? "

The shadow of   Elam looked at the ticket with the breath of death in his hand, and it looked at the pirate again and said:

   "You want me to serve you?"

   "No no no."

  Blake waved his hand solemnly and said:

"I want you to serve the Nagfar and be the Guardian Archmage on that ship, I don't ask you to fight for me, but if someone wants to destroy my precious ship, you have to fight for yourself .

   Now, I'm not a nice guy in the traditional sense, but I'd like to make a point of it for you, Mr. Elland.

   Every year, I will take you to Dustwallow Marsh.

   I will give you a day off to accompany your wife and son.

   Twenty-four hours in that day, you are free.

   At all times other than that, you have to stay on the boat. This is really a cruel fate, and you will go from prisoner of Karazhan to prisoner of the Naglfar.

   So, I urge you to seriously consider it. "

   "Well, it is indeed a cruel fate."

   Shadow of Elan nodded, stretched out his fingers without hesitation, picked up the quill next to him, and wrote his name on the ticket with a very elegant gesture.

   In the next instant, the ticket of the Nagfar was burnt out in the pale flames. Blake stretched out his hand, and a cold soul coin, which was between the virtual and the real, landed in his palm.

   And the shadow of Elan in front of him, also under the call of the Nagfar, dissipated in the library in front of him. At the last moment, only the Arcane wind blew over.

   In the wind, Ellen's last farewell remains.

   "Thank you, Your Excellency Captain."

   (end of this chapter)