Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 229 48. People hate ghosts and hate Black

   "Who wants to fight him! This **** is crazy."

   Outside the tent, Blake scolded when he heard the sound of Nathanos persuading him to fight.

   In the moment of entering and exiting the shadow, one hand clasped Shaw's wrist, the other hand supported his waist, and one fell over his shoulder, knocking Shaw to the ground.

   The force was extremely heavy, shattering the shadows around Shaw.

   pressed his left leg on Shaw's chest again, with both hands on his shoulders, preventing him from continuing to punch.

"You bastard!"

   Shore, who was pinned to the ground, scolded:

   "You mixed up with that **** Garona! You betrayed my trust! It's my fault for treating you as a friend!"

   "I'm your friend, Shore."

  The pirate sighed, holding down Shaw who was struggling in front of him, and said loudly:

   "Don't be silly, I had at least seven chances to break your neck just now."

   "Come on, break my neck!"

  Shore roared while struggling, obviously furious, and spat at the pirate, only to be avoided by Black's agile movements.

   He got up angrily, kicked the dagger beside Xiao Er, and cursed:

   "You **** with no eyeballs! You and your crazy grandma are the same thing! I'm so blind that I think of you as a brother.

   It's my business who I make friends with. If you dare to meddle in your own business, I will kill you. "

After    finished cursing, the pirate looked back at a group of assassins watching the fun.

   He took out a demonic blow with a whistle, put the sharp blade in front of him with a grim look, and stuck out his tongue to lick it, acting like a twisted pervert.

   He cursed at the people around him:

   "What are you looking at! If you look at it again, you will take off your eyeballs! Trash, they are all trash!"

   Just cursing like that, the pirate left quickly with the ranger bowing his head and walked to the camp on the other side.

   Only a piece of chicken feathers were left, and the assassins watched with wide-eyed eyes.

   Some of them didn't know Blake, but from Shaw's roar during the fight just now, they could tell that this new assassin must be a great man.

   "Go back to work!"

   Xiaoer got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body with a gloomy face, picked up his dagger, glanced to the side with a cold tone, and scolded, so that the MI7 assassins rushed back to work.

   And he himself jumped into the shadows, ordered a military gryphon from the gryphon bar in the camp, and rode this flying beast to the barren battlefield outside the Valley of the Kings.

   There are still some orcs in this place.

But the Horde's army has retreated to the Searing Gorge and the adjacent Burning Steppes farther in the Badlands, and because Daelin and the Kul Tiras navy made a successful landing from Westfall, the road to the south has been blocked. The alliance is blocked.

  Therefore, the Burning Plains will be the final battleground between the two sides.

The    army is still advancing steadily, and Marshal Lothar is not in a hurry for a decisive battle.

   The peculiar disease within the Orcs has been detected by the Alliance Assassins, and the commander is now well aware of the next strategy.

   Every day that drags on, the tribe gets weaker.

  With the escape route completely blocked, the tribe has no chance to come back.

   Now the question is not whether we can win.

   But how to fight can effectively reduce the loss of the alliance.

   In this strategic stalemate, the assassins on the front line were busy. Under the command of several Assassin masters from Ravenhold Manor, all parties gathered in the scorching canyon and the burning plain at this time.

   They are frantically destroying the supply lines of the orcs.

   By the way, kill assassination, poisoning, etc.

When   Shore arrived at the MI7 frontline outpost in Searing Canyon, he happened to meet Granny Pasonia returning from "hunting".

  The silver-haired old lady was wearing a black leather armor, with a black neck guard covering her face, and the short knife and dagger in her hand were still dripping with blood.

   She was sitting on the heads of four or five orc warlords, sending a few pieces of roasted jerky to her mouth.

   "What are you doing here?"

  When Shore approached, the stern grandmother didn't look back at all, and said in a hoarse voice:

   "It's not yet time for you to go to the battlefield, you are now in the back, and you can play a better role than in the front."

"He is back."

  Shore looked at his grandma's back. He had been accustomed to this weird, subordinate-like communication pattern between him and his grandma since he was a child.

   Like a real subordinate, he stood five steps behind Granny Xiao Er and said softly:

   "I angered him and tested his strength for you. You can no longer look at him with the same eyes as before, that traitor has seized a terrible power on this long journey.

   I already had the feeling of facing you when I faced him in the shadows.

   He really hasn't reached the legendary realm yet.

   But the shadow's love for the traitor is no less than its blessing to you. The most likely guess is that he learned some new tricks from the **** Garona. "

"yes?"

   When Granny Xiao heard this, she didn't show any excess emotion. She just waved her hand at will and said:

   "Go back to work, don't interfere with your efficiency because of his appearance. The victory of the league is imminent, which is the most important thing now.

   As for that traitor, I'll deal with it. "

   "I'm just worried about you."

   Shore whispered:

"I just"

   "Put that cowardly gesture away, Mathias!"

   Ms. Passonia turned around and said to her grandson:

   "You are so weak, how can I trust MI7 to be managed by you in the future? I taught you from a young age that, as an assassin, you must block useless emotions from interfering with you.

  You have to learn to use emotions as a weapon against your opponent.

   not yourself.

  Since I have come from Ravenholdt for the Master Trial of Black Shaw, I am sure that I can punish him. Although I am old, I have not yet reached the point of being humiliated by a young man. "

   "I just think, you've lost your mind now."

  Shore took a deep breath and said to his grandmother:

   "It's about Garona that your anger is out of balance, you make Black an enemy, but he's not. He hunted Gul'dan in terms of behavior alone.

   He made an indelible contribution to the league's complete victory.

   He does hang out with Garona, but that's not why you can punish him. At the end of the day, you're treating this as a personal grudge.

   I'm just worried that this undeserved mentality will lead to your failure. "

   "He didn't just hang out with Garona, Mathias.

  The news from the orcs has proved that Red Blackhand, the chieftain of the Black-toothed Laughing Clan, also brought back part of Gul'dan's corpse. "

   Granny Xiao said coldly:

   "If things are as stated in the orc briefing, it proves that Black is at least partly cooperating with the orcs.

   He is a hidden danger!

   He has the potential to be a destabilizing factor in the league. I must personally unplug this cancer that has pierced into the core of the Assassin League before he does anything more wrong! "

   "That briefing has been refuted by Marshal Lothar himself. It is a trick of the orcs to divide the heroes of the alliance and the higher-ups! Grandma, you have lost your mind."

  Shore was also a little excited at this moment.

   He said in a deep voice:

   "Orgrim Doomhammer will use all means to restore the decline in today's desperate situation!

   You keep saying that this is for the alliance.

   But whether it's you or Black, as long as one person is injured, the warchief's conspiracy will succeed! Losing one or two Master Assassins can have a huge impact on the outcome of the battle.

  You are following the path arranged for you by the Great Chief.

  You have become a weapon in his hands to hurt the Alliance and make the Assassin Alliance be distracted! Grandma, you were not so reckless before!

  Why was such an obvious strategy provoked so much anger in my heart? "

"Let's go back."

   Granny Shaw suddenly became indifferent at this moment.

   She ate the jerky in her hand, clapped her hands, and said to Shore:

   "You don't have to ask any more, I have my own reasons."

   "Always remember, Mathias.

   As long as Garona Haverson exists, MI7 will always be a loser. If I can't wash away this shame with my own hands, the responsibility is yours.

   As for Blake Shaw, since he chose to walk with Garona, he could never be a friend of MI7.

   You have to remember this! "

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   On the other side, Black and Nathanos, who had left the MI7 tent, walked towards the high elves' camp under the strange gaze of a group of assassins.

   "Look at their eyes, they want to kill you, Blake, what did you do to make your peers hate you so much?"

   Maris asked:

   "Just because you and Garona remain friends?"

   "Not just because of that."

  The pirate waved his hand and said casually:

   "They hated me because I did what they couldn't, and that wasn't hatred, it was jealousy. My friend, the competition for assassins is fierce.

  Especially when the news of my upcoming Master Assassin trial came out, these guys were eyeing me.

   They thought I had earned my undeserved glory in a disgraceful way.

   Unless I pass a trial run by Pasonia Shore herself, I will always be a mean thief in their eyes.

   But don't worry about that.

   Spend energy on hatred and jealousy, wasting their time, not mine. I'm also not interested in proving to them something that's not necessary. "

  Black glanced at Nathanos, he sighed, and said:

   "Remember those eyes, Maris, these are what you will experience in the future. Whether on the side of humans or on the side of the high elves, there will be many people who are hostile to you in various names.

   The higher you climb, the more people are going to pull you down, see you slumped to the ground, and claim that you're just a loser.

   By that time, you will know how important it is to maintain a good attitude. "

   "Really? I don't think so."

  Nathanos was in a very good mood. He shrugged and said:

   "I'm just a long-distance ranger now. I'm just ordinary, and I probably won't be able to do anything major in the future."

   "Alas, you will have great achievements in the future."

   Black says:

   "That's much better than my current honor, I think, you will become a ranger general on the human side in the future, and a ranger lord on the high elves' side by the way.

   Anyway, it is very powerful. "

   Speaking, the pirates approached the logistics camp of the high elves, and were immediately stopped by the rangers of the Farstrider Legion. Maris stepped forward to reveal his identity, and these indifferent elves allowed them to enter the camp.

   "Who the **** are you looking for here?"

   Nathanos asked:

   "Apart from me, do you have any acquaintances in Quel'Thalas?"

   "Yes, and not just acquaintances."

  The pirate, looking left and right in the more ornate camp of the elves, said to Maris:

"I'm looking for a half-elf named Fenna Jinjian. My information shows that she is on the frontline now. Quickly activate your 'elf affinity' ability and ask me, that girl is currently stationed in where?"

   "Is she important to you?"

  Marris nodded and took Black to the Ranger Army Logistics Quartermaster, where the roster of the Elven Expedition should be found.

  He led the way and turned back and asked:

   "Who is she to you? There is always a reason for asking the quartermaster. If the reason is not appropriate, the quartermaster will not tell you the soldier's private information."

  “.”

  The pirate pulled down his hood, hesitated for a few seconds, and whispered to Nathanos:

   "She's my sister."

"Um???"

   The expression of the human ranger was extremely wonderful at this moment.

   He already knew Black's true identity, and swore to keep Black's secret with his family name, but he didn't expect that His Royal Highness Prince Kul Tiras actually had a half-elf sister?

   Her Majesty Dai Lin not only traverses the seas and borders, but is she so invincible in the field of love?

   (end of this chapter)