Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 289 108. It's a man - [335]

   (Additional update for brother ‘Snort Nest’ [3/5])

   "Old Gani, can you send me something to Black?"

  In the twilight forest, Garona, who put on old Garni's "invisibility cloak", said to the **** of trash who was about to leave:

   "I saw you disappearing from the garbage dump last time with a tribute, so you can go back and forth between different garbage dumps with your power attached, right?"

   "Yeah, all the **** heaps in the whole world are old Ghani's kingdom."

  The God of Garbage stood on his own garbage heap, raised his head, like a puppy soaked in water, and flexed his body. It looked at the orc assassin and said:

   "Old Ghani is in Zandalar, and occasionally serves as a 'postman'. Where Blake is now, it's far away from you, and luckily there's also a garbage dump for me.

  Blake is my friend and you are my acquaintance, so I can help you.

   But if you ask me to send something, you have to give extra tribute. "

   "That's easy to say."

   Garona breathed a sigh of relief, turned back and whispered to the wooden-faced mage:

   "Quick, find out if you have any **** on you, the kind that are useful and rare."

   "I am an orthodox mage, how can I have that kind of thing on my body!"

   Khadgar was immediately displeased.

   was about to express his attitude and emphasize his identity, but when he saw Garona's cold gaze, what he wanted to say was blocked in his throat.

   had no choice but to take out all the things in his magic suitcase and put them on the ground in front of him, letting Old Gani choose the tribute he liked.

   "Yo, this is not bad."

  The Slender-jawed Dragon was picking and choosing among the piles of things, and quickly picked up a crystal ball the size of a human head that exuded a beautiful light, and threw it up and down in its flexible claws.

   It looked at this strange thing and asked:

   "What is this? An arrogant mage."

   "That's my 'ball of wisdom'!"

   Seeing what was in Loa's hand, Khadgar coughed and said proudly:

   "It was the first magic item I made when I first entered Dalaran when I first learned magic. At that time, my mentor told me that as a mage, we must learn to listen to the wisdom of others, but also to discover our own wisdom.

   I made it.

   You can ask it questions and it will answer you.

   Of course, what is sealed in that crystal ball is my wisdom. I will use my wisdom to help anyone holding that crystal ball in need. "

After listening to Khadgar's words,   Old Gani blinked, and cheered in a voice that was both beaten and pleasant:

   "Well, this garbage is so unique! This is probably the funniest glitter old Gani got this year, so let's use this as a tribute. I'm sorry I was powerless to you before, Mage.

  You really have a talent for making garbage, do you want to think about it and be a 'big scavenger' like me? "

"you!!"

   Hearing the words of God Loa in front of him, Khadgar's slightly old face, who was complacent, suddenly turned into a pig's liver. If Garona hadn't stopped him, he would have really had the heart to argue with this pesky trash **** in front of him.

  What is garbage?

   That is a magic tool he made with his heart.

  Although it can only be a toy many times, it has important meaning to him!

   "Don't be impulsive, you can't beat it!"

  Garona held Khadgar's hand tightly, and she whispered:

   "Don't look at the unreliable old Gani, it is the authentic Loa, a demigod."

  Old Gani is of course deliberately playing Khadgar, just like he played Nathanos before, he really doesn't like these noble heroes at all.

   Seeing them unlucky always makes bad old Ghani feel good.

   "Okay, give me what you want to give to that stinky pirate."

  Old Garni always took money to do things.

The    tribute has been in place, and naturally he has to do something. Under its gaze, Garona threw a full magic bag on her waist and threw it at the feet of Old Garni.

  Although the luggage is in a closed state, the stacking of a large number of treasures still makes Old Gani smell the treasures.

   The result is like smelling the worst smell in the world

   almost gave the old Gani away on the spot.

   "My God!"

   This slender-jawed dragon, Loa, covered his eyes with his claws, and took a few steps back in panic, looking at his appearance, he wanted to stay as far away from the package as possible.

   It made an exaggerated cry, shouting:

   "Do I have any grudge with you orc? Or did I do something wrong and made you hate me? Why put so many treasures in front of old Gani.

   Heck, their jewels almost blinded old Gani!

enough!

   is enough!

  Take these precious treasures away! They polluted my scavenger sanctuary, Blake is right, you females are horrible. "

   "Send it to Blake, old Ghani."

   Garona, who was wrapped tightly in the invisibility cloak, pulled Khadgar back into the forest. She waved goodbye and said:

   "By the way, tell him that giving him these treasures means paying back what I owe him, and I'll be very busy next time, and he knows what I'm going to do.

   So next, if he's in a hurry, he knows where to find me. "

   After saying that, the two men wearing shabby and patched cloaks quickly disappeared into the dark forest.

   And old Gani stared angrily at the disgusting jeweled treasures under his feet, and the trash **** had the heart to kick this nasty thing away.

   But considering that he has already promised others.

   In the end, he could only be unlucky. He used the tip of his tail to carry the magic bag, and put it far away from him, and pinched his nostrils with his claws in a humane way.

   As the smoke dissipated, he disappeared into his own scavenger sanctuary.

  Baby.

   This has never been something that the humble should be in touch with, let alone something that the weak should actively pursue.

   It brings only terrible doom to the humble.

   It's like when Old Garni was not Loa, he never took the initiative to steal the Devilsaur's food, which would bring death to him and his clan.

   Caution is the way of survival for the humble.

   On the other side, Khadgar, who was running in the twilight forest, raised his head to look at the night sky behind after feeling the familiar breath. He saw the figure of Nightmare flying high in the sky.

  The creature of death cast a disturbing shadow in the forest, but as it flew over the Dusk Forest several times, it did not launch an attack, which proved that old Gani's "invisibility cloak" was unexpectedly reliable.

   Even the Black Knight couldn't follow them.

   You must know that the weird dragon crystal in his hand, as well as the two weapons Garona is now hanging on her waist, were all snatched from the black knight.

   They could not have escaped the pursuit of those undead monsters.

   "Sorry Khadgar, I'm the one who got you into these things."

   Garona, who silently moved towards Elwynn Forest in the dark, was in much better condition than before. She wrapped a tattered cloak and whispered to the mage:

   "You saved me again."

   It was also fortunate that when he tried to purify the Kingslayer's Double Blades in Karazhan, the dark spiritual power on the legendary weapon was stimulated, which directly attracted the attention of Kil'jaeden, the Demon King of the Burning Legion.

   Khadgar, possessing the power of a guardian, had a bad premonition and forcibly stopped the magic.

   Although the two of them were seriously injured, they at least saved their lives. If the head iron continues the purification ceremony, I still don't know how the powerful Demon King will deal with the two of them.

   "I was Medivh's apprentice in Karazhan at the time, and you saved me several times when you were sent by Gul'dan as a messenger."

   Khadgar laughed and joked:

   "So, it's considered that we two are even?"

   "How could it be even?"

  Garona turned her head, and in the darkness, she stretched out her hand, touched Khadgar's already wrinkled face, and said in a guilty tone:

   "When we assassinated Medivh, his curse was supposed to be on me. Look at you now, you are only twenty-two years old, but you have become a sixty-year-old old man.

   What I owe you will never be repaid. "

   "Yeah, look at my face, no 20-year-old girl will ever fall in love with me again."

   Khadgar's eyes changed.

He looked at Garona in front of him, at her face with small fangs, but a little more delicate, mixed with draenei blood, and blue that was too big to be like an orc. Eye.

   He took Garona's hand and said in a gentle tone:

   "Look, you've made me suffer such a big loss, and my life is all bleak. You have to pay me, right?"

"you"

The    Orc Assassin shook his head and said:

   "I can't do that, you'll be spurned by your countrymen."

   "When they sent a young apprentice of seventeen years old, who didn't know anything, but a little bit smarter, to Medivh's Mage Tower as a spy, I didn't feel like I had a compatriot.

  Before me, how many people they sent disappeared for no reason?

   I am just a victim.

  Fortunately, my sacrifice is not a loss. In the dark tower that scared me, I met you. "

   Khadgar, who had behaved rather weak along the way, took a step forward at this moment and embraced the mysterious woman who called herself an orc, but had a slender body in his arms.

   He said softly:

   "You said before that when you go back this time, you will respond to Ravenholdt's invitation, participate in the Assassin Master Trial, and then form your own faction to hunt down the remnants of the Shadow Council on the mainland of Kalimdor.

   And the spellcasters of Dalaran, will build a town in the Blasted Lands to monitor the Dark Portal, and I will stay there and do my magic research.

   I don't want to go back to that magical capital.

  We can't see each other for a long time. And the slender-jawed dragon said, this invisibility cloak can last for a day, so it's better to "

   "cough cough"

  Garona wanted to break free from the warm embrace of the old man in front of her, but in the end, she didn't. After a few seconds of silence, she whispered in Khadgar's ear:

   "My friend, Blake Shaw, on our sea way back to the Eastern Kingdoms, he made a very bad joke with me and made a bet with me.

  I rejected him.

   But actually, I also really want to know one thing”

"what?"

   Khadgar released his arm and looked at the legendary assassin in his arms, who stretched out his hand with a strange expression

   She licked her lips, the wildness that an orc should have flashed in her eyes, and said softly:

"I really want to know,

—

  Tolbard, next to the big garbage dump outside the village of Losberg, Blake, who had just finished training ranger combat skills and caused muscle pain all over his body, was holding a bottle of beer.

   was in the smoke, listening to the unscrupulous old Gani, vividly describing to him what happened in the twilight forest ten minutes ago.

   This unruly slender-jawed dragon was giving out a rather obscene laugh. He even clasped it with his flexible claws and made a movement up and down. The smelly pirate was also smiling.

   "Huh? Thirty-seven seconds? Not bad."

  Blake poured a sip of wine into his mouth, squatted down, took out a crimson one-handed sword with blue dots from the magic bag under his feet, and glanced at it in his hand.

  The purple light shines before the eyes:

   Bloodletter Viskag

  Epic Quality

   Extraordinary sharpness. Extraordinary tearing

   With special effects:

   Inflicts heavy damage to the target on hit, causing continuous bleeding damage. .

   He whistled, and threw this domineering and good-stated machete to the ghost captain Grayson behind him. The latter was not polite and waved it up and down in his hand a few times.

   There are more than 20 items in this luggage like this one.

  The pirate picked up another golden, delicate magic dagger with a tail pendant, put it in his hand and looked at it, and handed it to Ms. Natalie on the other side, saying:

   "The Fang of the Secret Law, the relic of the ancient elf empire, is definitely not as good as the blade of the dark empire, but make do with it first, and if you find a better one later, I will give it to you first."

"OK."

  Miss Ship Doctor is also welcome.

   He didn't even ask about the danger that these things would bring, so he put them on his belt.

   "Garona has the potential to be a pirate, the poor black knight must have tried desperately to search around to find such a treasure, and she ended up taking it all over again.

   But this little thing”

  Blake finally took out a complete set of eight gray-black leather armor suits from his luggage. He stroked the thing and said in a helpless voice:

   "Tsk tsk, night killer suit."

   "Forget it, let's just treat her as a favor. Who makes me a good pirate who can't refuse friend requests?"

   (end of this chapter)