Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 231 50. Children who don't get love will grow up to become monsters (Part 1)

   "Stop! Don't move!"

"Put your hands up!"

  The dusty Shaw had just stepped out of the Griffin Bar in the Valley of the Kings when he heard two scoldings from behind him.

   He turned his head blankly and looked at Blake and Nathanos behind him. The Ranger's painting style was relatively normal, he just shouted jokingly.

   And the pirates are weird.

   He wears a weird metal hat on top of his head, with a small colored radar spinning in circles, and holding a rather exaggerated thing in his hands.

   is like a musket.

   But the top is a circle of iron coils wound around, and there is an iron lump in the center as a transmitter, and the coil is wrapped with a shocking blue current.

   "I warn you, I don't know what destructive thing I'm holding in my hand."

  Blake winked, raised his "gun" to Shore, and said:

   "But those gnomes call this a 'death ray', and you know it's powerful, so don't act rashly, my bad friend Shaw."

   "You dare to use dwarf things?"

   Xiaoer said quietly:

   "And the thing on your head, is it a 'brainwashing cap'? I advise you to take it off quickly. The first time the dwarf invented this thing, it was handed over to MI7 for experimentation.

   That thing can really control the mind of the enemy and brainwash others.

   But there is a one-third chance of losing control, turning you into a soup-drinking, drooling, giggling fool that will take at least a month to recover.”

   "Hey, it's boring."

  The pirate pouted, reached out and took off the dwarf brainwashing cap on his head, threw it back into the magic bag, and held the sci-fi death ray gun in his hand.

   He said to Shore:

   "Told your grandma about my weakness? What did she say?"

   "This is not the place to talk."

  Shore looked left and right and said:

   "I'll find you at night."

   "Not necessary."

  Nathanos folded his arms and whistled. The ranger took out an exquisite blowgun from his waist and said:

   "This snake man blows darts very well. Several MI7 stalkers who have been following the two of us will be sleeping in the sheepfold of the dwarves."

   "So where are you from?"

  Black sat on the stone beside him, looked at Shore, and said:

   "I really want to believe that you are on my side. After all, we are friends who have worked hard together, but you and your grandma are family blood and cannot be cut off.

   Now your grandma took the initiative to take the power to test me from Ravenhold Manor, and even said that she wanted to teach me a lesson, which made me very uncomfortable. "

   "I have to ask you that, Blake."

  Shore looked at him.

  Compared with a few months ago, this young man is still as handsome and calm, but his gloom seems to be deeper. He said to the pirate:

   "What's the matter with you and Garona?"

   "She helped me and saved my life."

  Black picked up the dwarf pipe, turned it around in his hand, glanced at Shore, and said:

   "You MI7 have been chasing Garona, you should know a lot about her, and you also know that Garona has been controlled by the Shadow Council and has done a lot of bad things.

   I am not defending her.

   She doesn't need me to defend her, she didn't try to deny her **** hands, and she's happy to face these past mistakes after the war is over.

   That is between her and you. I will not interfere, and I have no need to interfere. No matter who dies in the end, I will send a bouquet of flowers to her or his tombstone.

   I just hunted Gul'dan with her and she helped me break my **** curse.

she is my friend.

   Just like you. "

  Shore nodded.

   His eyes dimmed and he said:

   "So you would rather choose to be an enemy of MI7 for her? Would you rather face a legendary assassin head-on for her?"

   The question made Nathanos speak, but Black reached out his hand to stop him.

  The pirate threw the death ray gun in his hand back into his suitcase. He took a few steps towards Shaw. As he approached, a poisoned dagger pressed against his neck as the sharp blade whistled.

  Shore looked at him with cold eyes.

   But Blake didn't care. He didn't seem to notice the knife on his neck at all. He stretched out his hand, put it on Shaw's shoulder, and said seriously:

   "I'll do the same for you, Mathias. I know you, like me, value this friendship we both made when we were young.

  I also know that you are not the old stubbornness of your grandma.

   We are all assassins, we are all people who walk in the dark, and we have all done things that we do not want to do but have to do, that is called tasks, or work.

  Garona, like us, has work she has to do.

  You have a strong grandma, who trained you in a cruel way since childhood and forged you into talent. Garona is even worse than you. She grew up, and some of them were just a master who used her as a weapon.

   Raised by people like Gul'dan

   Every day is hell. "

   "Are you interceding for her?"

  Shore looked Blake in the eyes and said:

   "She killed our king! Shame on the entire MI7, and with her, we are all losers!"

   "I'm not asking for mercy."

   Pirate shrugged and looked into Shaw's eyes:

   "I just wanted to tell you, Shaw, don't take other people's mistakes and failures on your own, and don't use those things to define your life.

   Say something bad, it was between your grandma and Garona.

  Ms. Passonia feels her age is getting older and she puts her hatred and regrets on you, she is running away, she wants you to do what she can't. "

   "Speak carefully, Blake. You're talking about my only family."

  Shore took back the dagger and said in a cold tone:

   "You describe my grandma as a big villain, but it won't change the reality that she is my blood relative."

   "I just think, you should have more freedom."

  The pirate squeezed his eyes, laughed and stretched out his hand to wrap Shaw's shoulder, he said:

   "You should be free to decide your life, you see, I have a ship now, I plan to do a career at sea, I am very short of trustworthy people.

follow me.

  Let's go across the sea. "

   A strange smile appeared on Shaw's cold and faint face. He glanced at Nathanos and asked with his eyes:

   Did he invite you?

  The Ranger shrugged, then returned his eyes and said:

   was invited, but I didn't agree.

   "So, I refuse."

  Shore pushed the pirate away, stretched out his hand to straighten his collar and hair, and said softly:

   "I have a bright future. After you defeat my grandma, I will take over the entire MI7 and assist King Varian in rebuilding Stormwind Kingdom.

   Maybe he will be given a title or something in the future, a high society, a decent person, understand?

  You want me to leave everything behind and become a pirate with you?

   You are afraid that you are mentally abnormal.

   Maybe that dwarf brainwashing hat affected your sanity just now, Blake. "

   "Hey, isn't it a title? It's not easy for you to want this?"

  Blake curled his lips in disdain. He coughed lightly, raised his left hand like a sword, and tapped on Shaw's left and right shoulders. He stretched his voice and said:

   "Then, as the crown prince and future king of Kul Tiras, I bestow upon you the title of earl and fief, I think Stormsong Valley is good.

   As long as you help me overthrow the Stormsong family that rules there, I'll give you that place.

How about it?

   Think about it, this is a title of real power, and it will pay you a lot more for the poor Stormwind Kingdom. "

"Um?"

  How clever is Shore.

   Hearing the pirate's joking words, those eyes immediately sharpened.

   He glanced at Nathanos again.

   The latter shrugged and signaled with his eyes that the crazy news was true.

  Blake also took off his blindfold and hood, exposed his face to the sun, brushed his messy blond hair, and said to Shore:

   "You still don't salute to my highness? You rude assassin. Where is the ranger general of my highness? Get this rude fellow! So let's find a place to drink some drinks."

   "As per your order, Your Honorable Highness."

  Maris leaned down in a pretentious manner as a courtesy, then stepped forward and grabbed Shore's shoulders, saying:

   "Let's go, don't make His Highness angry, he's very powerful now, we probably won't be able to beat him if we add a piece of it."

   "You really are."

  Shore was really surprised at this. He couldn't even maintain the expression of a cold and handsome man. He was pushed forward by Nathanos and said to Blake, who put on his hood again:

   "No wonder Ravenholdt can't find your body in Khaz Modan waters, it's not that the divers didn't work hard enough, it's that you didn't die at all.

  My dear, you are addicted to drag games.

   Could it be that you were unwilling to face the ambassador of Kul Tiras last time at Steinblade, because you were afraid that he would see the clues? "

   "No, you mortal wisdom."

  Black glared at Shore and said:

"It's more trouble than you think. Do you think I was joking when I said I was going to overthrow the Stormsong family? Don't be silly, I'm facing a worse situation than that young man in Varian. too much.

  Let's go and have a drink.

  By the way, help me sort out my thoughts. "

   The trio of male gods found a place with good scenery behind the Valley of the Kings, and while looking down at the large camps in the valley and the scenery of the barren land in the distance, they chatted about things that could not be brought up on the stage.

   "As for me, I will help you defeat your grandma this time, so let her retire as soon as possible. You will take over MI7, and help me to train some spy assassins while assisting Vari in running the country.

  I need them to break into Kul Tiras ahead of time to gather intelligence for me. "

  Blake was drinking and said to Shaw next to him:

   "I won't let you do it in vain, I'll give you the money. Anyway, the Stormwind Kingdom needs money when it rebuilds. When I find some merchants to do business, I'll take it as my support for my little brother Varian.

  Speaking of which, how long will it take for you to receive your grandma's organization? "

  The pirate asked.

  Shore did not answer immediately, but shook the wine bottle in front of him and whispered:

   "I'm already doing it. I have placed my people in some key positions. Grandma has been obsessed with hunting orcs for a while now, and she feels like letting go.

   As long as you can defeat her, I only need a day or two to complete the preliminary review of MI7. "

   "Good guy!"

   Black and Nathanos looked at each other, and they looked at Shaw like a monster.

   Ranger said in surprise:

   "That is to say, even if there is no Black incident, you are already preparing for a rebellion? You have already formed your own small forces. Is this to seize power?"

   "It's not as scary as you say. My grandma knows it all, she's even encouraging me to do it."

  Shor raised the jug in his hand and took a sip into his mouth. He took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, saying:

"She raised me this way since I was a child. She's an old-fashioned assassin who always thinks she represents the failures of the past. If I want to rise, I have to pass her level first and prove to her that I am better than me. She is stronger and more in control.

  I must defeat her to get out of her shadow.

   I don’t actually hate this kind of education, and even appreciate this cruel growth logic. As long as the object is not me, unfortunately, I have come here since I was a child.

   is like the kind of spring made by gnomes, which has been pressed to the extreme since childhood.

   But the spring, there is always a time to bounce.

   I'm not afraid of your jokes, I didn't dare to talk to women before I was eleven years old. I thought they were all monsters. Later I found out that only my grandma was a monster. "

   Mathias Shore looked at the wine bottle in his hand.

   He took the initiative to tell the other two about his past, then closed his eyes and sighed:

   "Before I met you two, I had no friends by my side.

  Grandma felt that would be my weakness, she said I couldn’t have any weaknesses, otherwise I would experience the same terrible failure as her.

  I, I knew from a young age that there is a shadow in my heart, and it changes every day, it is like a group of living things, absorbing the darkness and pressure in my heart to grow.

   For a while, after taking someone's life, I would stay by the corpse and look at the bleeding blade.

  I thought about stabbing it in my neck.

   But it turned out that my grandmother was very effective in my upbringing, making me feel cowardly to actively pursue death. I persevered and kept walking in the dark, following her directions.

   But I'm used to living like that.

   doesn't mean me, I like to live like that. "

   (end of this chapter)