Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 311 20. Look, I just said she could cry? --【2535】

   (addition [5/5] for AASSASSINZZC brothers)

   "Suramar, home to many heroes. Tyrande Whisperwind, Brothers Stormrage, Brothers and Sisters of Shadowsong, and even your Majesty Dath'Remar Sunstrider.

   They were either born in this city or fought in this city.

   is really a city of legends for thousands of years.

  Unfortunately, it has now been used as a nest by a group of degenerate mice. "

  Blake rides on his own **** warhorse, galloping on this land and hills that have been abandoned for 10,000 years. From time to time, he overlooks the elven city shrouded in the purple magic sky, and expresses some very personal opinions.

   Beside him is Lady Lyretha Windrunner on an undead warhorse.

   There is also Natalie, the ship doctor who was sent by the goblin flying machine. The pirate dragon and the captain ride together, but because she is a ghost, she is basically frivolous, making the mount feel no pressure at all.

  According to the description of Mrs. Villeni, the widow of the night child, after her daughter was kidnapped by the Suramar city guards, she should have been sent to a place called Taiano.

   There is a mountain of elves ruins. After the War of the Ancients, it was used as a cemetery in Suramar City. Because elves rarely died naturally, the frequency of the mountain cemetery was quite low.

   Fortunately, it is not far from the ruins of Meridel where the pirates found Villeneuve, and it takes up to half a day to ride back and forth.

   "Continue our conversation about the great magister Elisande, Master."

  Blake distinguished the direction, pulled the reins around a quaint stone bridge over a river, and sprinted toward the mountain road in front of him, then turned his head to be silent beside him, apparently the Windrunner mother who had some kind of mind said:

   "From what you know now, what kind of person do you think Elisande is?"

   "I don't know much about her. The only information I got was from reading His Majesty Dath Remar's Diary Codex when I was young."

   Lady Windrunner replied very briefly:

   "She is like a stranger to me. All I know is that Grand Magister Elisande was trusted by Queen Azshara during the old elf empire.

   is commanding a fairly elite magic force, searching for artifacts left by various creators around the world for Her Majesty the Queen.

   During the War of the Ancients, when Azshara was tempted by demons and summoned the Burning Legion to enter Azeroth, Elisande made a very wise choice.

   She did not trust the devil, and in the face of her folly to Azshara and the world's survival, she chose to abandon Azshara. "

  General Lireza recalled the knowledge in his mind and said softly:

   "But the Great Magister is not a righteous person. When she abandoned Azshara, she did not join the camp to save the world. She and her subordinates returned to the city of Suramar at the height of the war.

What happened after   , is unclear in His Majesty Dath Remar's diary.

   But that was basically the last time in history that Suramar and the Grand Magister appeared, and His Majesty the Sunstrider had speculated that Elisande might have died from some dangerous force. "

   Having said this, Lireza looked back at the purple magic sky in the distance as she galloped towards the mountains, and said with a sighing tone:

   "In His Majesty's diary, he recorded that when he left Kalimdor with the high elves, he also tried to find the city of Suramar, but he found nothing.

   Who would have thought that the city was pushed from the center of the world to this remote sea area in the big explosion? It can last a thousand years.

   What an incredible miracle. "

   "It's just that you don't know."

   Black snapped his fingers and said:

   "The moon priests and druids of the night elves, after the War of the Ancients, have always been aware of the location and situation of Suramar, and their sacred natural site is on the Broken Isles.

   But they didn't choose to tell Dath'Remar Sunstrider, but let you go all the way across the ocean and establish your own country on the Eastern Continent.

   Those young ladies living in the trees are not stupid either.

   They are probably afraid that you high elves who are unwilling to give up magic will join forces with the great magister of Suramar again, causing a magical disaster.

   This kind of vigilance is understandable, but the way of doing it is a little bit inauthentic. "

  Lilesa did not answer.

   She is not a person who is keen on politics, and she is not interested in saying too much about the grievances between Kaldorei and Quel'dorei, it is all old.

   What's more, she wasn't born in that time.

   At the time of her birth, Quel'Thalas had been established.

   The division between the sages and the Kaldorei, for her, was just a piece of history on the scroll.

   "Then, Captain, what do you think of the Great Magister?"

  The ship doctor in black was very interested in this topic, she asked with a hood:

   "You seem to know a lot about the history of the elves and Suramar. You must come to Suramar, and you must have your own purpose. You have your own position on that distant history.

   Anyway, I’m still idle now, so let’s hear it.

   is just for ignorant human beings like me, to popularize these interesting knowledge that will not be taught in history class. "

   "Ah, this, I don't have much dislike for Great Magister Elisande."

   Black shrugged and said:

   "It was she who boldly used a Titan artifact full of arcane magic, built a mysterious nightwell, and protected Suramar with that power.

   She was the one who preserved the millions of elves in this city and protected them from the troubles of the outside world, until now.

   She is a savior, a qualified ruler.

   is a strong man.

  When the Nightwell is fully charged, the magic power of the great magister can easily reach the demigods. The narrow-minded Queen Azshara can tolerate such a traitor for ten thousand years, and it is definitely not her kindness.

   Of course, no one is perfect.

   Must say anything about Elisande's faults."

  The pirate tilted his head and thought about it on the **** warhorse, organized the language, and said:

   "She has ruled Suramar for 10,000 years, and that rule has been solidified into an instinct, power seems to be innate, and she no longer listens to the needs of the people under her patronage.

  This is the same as being on a ship, a captain who is not aware of the resentment of the crew and cannot meet their needs, then betrayal is also a very reasonable end.

   No amount of magic power in Elisande's hands would be enough to equally distribute it to all the elves in the city in 10,000 years, so she adopted a very simple, very direct, but very stupid distribution method.

   Forcibly drew a line among the people who were originally obedient to her.

Whoever owes allegiance to her and who obeys her increasingly bloated administrative system will get enough magic power. Conversely, civilians like Villeni who have no power and no channels can only live in food and clothing for a long time. offline.

  No one wants to go hungry.

  Oh, by the way, you may not know that nightchildren like Villeuni have been transformed into strange beings under the magical transformation of 10,000 years.

   They don't eat, they only live on a drink called 'magic wine'.

   In fact, to put it bluntly, it is to directly absorb magic power.

   In Suramar City, whoever controls the supply of magic wine can control the power. From this point of view, Elisande is really not stupid.

  The control of Nightwell, the source of magic power, is firmly in the hands of the Great Magister.

  Her rule is still solid, but there are signs of rebellion.

   Now all it takes is a reason to incite the Nightborne, and the Grand Magister and her son-in-law will be plunged into a turbulent internal war. "

   Having said this, Blake glanced at Liresa, who had fallen into a strange silence.

  The pirate's words seemed to explain Suramar's current situation to Natalie, but when it fell into Windrunner's mother's ears, it became another meaning.

   No matter from which point of view, the situation of the Nightborne and Suramar City is very similar to the current situation of Quel'Thalas, it is simply carved out of a template.

   Then, will the problems encountered by the Nightborne will also be encountered by the High Elves in the future?

"We have arrived."

  Blake's words interrupted General Lireza's thoughts. She tightened the reins, turned over and dismounted. Relying on the solidified spirit body brought by the cursed gold coin, she followed the pirate forward and crossed a stone arch that was mostly collapsed.

What    appeared in front of them was an elf cemetery built on the mountainside, transformed from the ruins of a temple, with white tombstones stacked on top of it.

   Buried here are all elves who died in the ancient battle 10,000 years ago.

   "In front, there is a hall around the cemetery. There are life activities, a dozen people, and a group of children. The number is quite large. It seems that this is the stronghold of the Suramar City Guards for the kidnapped children."

  The Legendary Ranger activated his perception, like his invisible eyes swept across the deadly cemetery halfway up the mountain, and locked on the target in less than three seconds.

  The pirate nodded, holding the hilt and dagger around his waist, and while sneaking into the shadows, he said to the others:

   "I'll just go there alone."

   "Ms. Windrunner, let's go to the bottom of the valley. There are some very 'fun' things there. Natalie accompanies her to go with her, lest the teacher can't stand the stimulation, and the spiritual body collapse is not good."

   After he finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the air and sneaked all the way towards the hall where the target was. There were more than a dozen Nightborn guards, not some elite Suramar.

   With Black's critical body and his increasingly skilled combat skills, it was easy to kill these guys quietly.

  After he left, Liresa Windrunner glanced at the valley under the elven ruins leading to the path ahead. She dissipated her perception suspiciously, and found that there were some strange lifeforms moving under the valley.

   walked down the path, and Ms. Natalie obeyed Blake's orders and followed Liresa.

   She wanted to know too.

  Captain has made such a big detour, what must be shown to the Windrunner.

—

  Ten minutes later, Black held a lovely child of the night in his arms, followed by a large group of rescued purple-grey skinned little elves.

   In the noisy cheers of the children getting candy and getting out of danger, he led the group of children down the mountain path and down into the valley.

   I saw Lireza Windrunner, who was shooting arrows, knocking down a group of weird elves wandering in the valley in front of me.

   "Ah! It's withered!"

   The elf little Lolita Connie, who was held in Black's arms, screamed and shivered in the arms of the pirate's uncle.

   "That auntie is amazing."

   They were amazed in Sarasian language, and they were approved by Black again. The pirate stretched out his hand, touched the head of the child of the Night who was clutching his trouser legs, and said:

   "General Lireza is the most powerful. She alone can kill all the withered roaming around Suramar. With her around, these ugly monsters can't hurt you.

correct.

   You should call her 'grandma' and be a polite child, okay? "

   "Captain!"

   Seeing Blake appear, Natalie, who was observing a corpse by the side, immediately stood up, she raised her head, and a serious expression shone under her hood.

   pointed to the corpse and asked:

   "These children of the night, they. What happened? Why did it become like this? After General Lireza saw them, she was like crazy, she seemed to see something terrible.

  Her spirit body is already very unstable, I don't even dare to appease her soul.

  She. She was very painful, as if she had foreseen some impending disaster or danger. Those things affected her emotions and made her have a tendency to self-destruct.

  I can't understand this sudden outburst of emotion, is it related to some elf secret? "

   "Calm down."

  Blake calmly stroked Connie's silver-gray hair in his arms, looking at Lyresa Windrunner who silently slaughtered the Withered.

He says:

   "Ms. Windrunner will of course be shocked, of course angry, of course terrified, because she has seen the future of her beloved country and people

   I remember, you seem to have asked me if there were any plans to loot Quel'Thalas.

  The answer is, no. "

  The pirate snorted and said in a gentle tone:

   "Why raid a nation destined to perish? Quel'Thalas is over, the high elves have gone too far on this road of self-destruction.

   I don't need any looting plans at all.

   I just need to be patient.

   When Silvermoon City is turned into ruins, don't let me pick up the treasures there? "

   As he spoke, Lireza Windrunner headshot the last withered man in front of him. The strong general dropped his bow and knelt to the ground among the corpses, covering his face and trembling, as if his spirit had been completely defeated.

"Look!"

  Black said to the Pirate Dragon Chief Mate Sefir who appeared behind him:

   "I said she would cry?"

   "You lose, remember to owe me ten gold coins."

   (end of this chapter)