Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 319 28. Noble Elf Sister Flower? Ha, the captain must like it, tie it up and take it away! —【3340】

   (addition to the prisoner brother on the throne [8/15])

  It was an ordinary night, for everyone in Suramar, it was ordinary.

   It is no different from the past 10,000 years, calm and uninteresting, dull and disgusting.

  The city is still so beautiful and beautiful, the air is as pleasant as ever, and the Yongyue Market is still so lively.

   But no matter how good the scenery is, after watching it for 10,000 years, it has already lost the feeling of the heartbeat at the beginning.

  If a human was here, he would have gone mad.

   But the nightborn elves don't. They didn't hate the city because they were tired of seeing it. On the contrary, these strange elves peacefully accepted this watery life.

   And change the law, trying to find the factors that can make him shine.

It was this city that protected them from the collapse of the earth 10,000 years ago, and it was the city of Suramar who protected them during the long time of 10,000 years. There is no better place in this world than the city of Suramar. .

  This is heaven on earth.

"Have you heard? The Stryce family in the wealthy area held another hunting celebration last month. That family full of liars, hooligans, and thieves invited Miss Yue County and many dignitaries to go. fox hunting."

Suramar City, on the Port of Astava, Circular Quay, a city guard soldier who was patrolling in a place that his boss could not see, Mei Mei stretched out, and then turned to her companion who was drinking magic wine. Say:

   "It is said that Ms. Elisande also participated, and the great astrologer, Lord Aitaus, almost caught the most cunning red fox, Wapping."

   "It's not fair!"

   After hearing this, his companion immediately complained dissatisfiedly:

   "Why can they go out and enjoy outside the city? We have to patrol here every day, and the Stress family has no contribution to the city but is favored by the great magister.

   And those of us who are dedicated to the city can only get a little bit of remuneration every month.

  Have you heard?

   The quota of magic wine we will distribute next month will be reduced again. Those nobles are still holding banquets, 嘁, magic wine is poured from bottle to bottle, and some people bathe with magic wine!

   Heck. "

   "What's the use of saying that? Who kept your parents from becoming nobles under Queen Azshara?"

   Companion of the complainer looked left and right and joked:

   "As for going out to hunt in the city, the Great Magister didn't bind your feet, as long as you are not afraid of being bitten to death by the withered, you can go hunting too.

  Haha, finally, the reduction in the quota of magic wine is not a big deal.

  Come on, I'll teach you how to get enough magic wine. "

   This guy smiled, walked to the pier with his companions, put on a serious gesture, and shouted to a gondola girl next to him who was delivering goods:

   "Hey! You, come here! Stop the boat for a temporary inspection."

   The boat girl who was called out seemed to have taken it too seriously. She was wearing a short shirt and turned the rudder, and docked the boat, which was dotted with magic lights on the front and rear sides.

She watched the two city guards get on her boat, opened the old silk covering the cargo, and blatantly took four bottles of freshly brewed magic wine from the wine box. ashore.

   Chuan Niang watched this scene indifferently and did not stop her plan.

   There was even a hint of mirth and sarcasm in the big purple eyes. The Great Magister has been trying to control the production of magic wine, in order to force more people in the city to devote allegiance to her.

   But even a wise man like Elisande could never stop the smuggling of magic wine in the city.

   The reason is not that the "rebels" are too cunning.

   It is precisely because the city guards under the Great Magister are too corrupt, and it is because these guys always try their best to get away some magic wine to enjoy themselves, which makes the "rebels" take advantage.

Doesn't the    Great Magister know?

Do not.

   She is very clear.

  Unfortunately, the more she knew about the corruption of the lower-level soldiers, the less she dared to investigate them. After all, there were only a small number of nobles like her. To control the entire city, these huge numbers of city guards had to be the scumbags.

   But aren't the city guards the children of the night?

   Aren't the city guards addicted to magic?

   She has been reducing the city guard army's quota of magic wine, trying to shake the mountain, but the more this is done, the more corrupt the city guard army is.

   There is no way, everyone should have a meal.

The    version of the Night Son version is that everyone wants to drink.

   "Hey, there seems to be something under the water?"

  The soldier of the city guard who took the magic wine was about to go back to find a place where no one else could enjoy it, but when he left the boat, he glanced underwater and immediately froze in place.

   His companion had already twisted the bottle cap, poured wine into his mouth, and enjoyed the comfortable taste of the magic power mixed with sweet and sour wine flowing into his body, but he felt that the person beside him was not leaving.

   turned his head back angrily, seeing his companion crouching down to look at the water, he felt that this guy was troubled.

   However, the moment he wanted to reprimand, the water around the pier immediately rioted, and in the frantic roar of an underwater beast, a hideous withered man jumped out of the water.

   The hands that had degenerated into claws were strangling the neck of the city guard soldier, and in his screams, the hapless man was dragged into the water.

   In the next instant, terrifying blood swayed underwater with the sound of tearing and chewing.

"what!"

   Another city defense soldier was terrified.

   He stepped back in horror, and the magic wine in his hand fell to the ground, dyeing his feet into a purple stain. The aroma of the magic wine made the witherers in the water more violent.

   In less than a few seconds, more than a dozen withered practitioners who rushed over from the water took dazzling blood-colored footprints and merged into the frantic withered magic behind him.

   On the spot, there was only the corpse of a Nightborn who had been disemboweled and drained of all the magic power in his body.

   He fell in a pool of blood.

   His head was only three steps away from his hollowed body.

   But these two things will never come back together.

   is messed up.

  The entire pier was chaotic the moment the army of withered people rushed up, and there was only a broken wall where the crazy withered people who were stimulated by magic power went.

   Even the alarm crystals on the dock were violently torn off by the group of mana beasts, regarded as "delicious", and devoured the magic in them.

   And the gondola girl who had witnessed everything had long since lost her calm attitude before. She shivered, shaking the rudder with weak hands and feet, and rushed towards the civilian area.

   She just wants to stay as far away from this dangerous place as possible, she just wants to warn her friends now.

   The withered rioters!

  My God, how did these monsters get into the city?

  The piercing magic alarm soon echoed throughout the dock area. The city guards were dispatched in large numbers, but they were defeated by the violent withered. Chaos spread in this city that has been peaceful for 10,000 years.

The gondola girl, who was anxiously driving the boat into the Yongyue civilian area, did not know that, just one step away from her, Blake in the shadows was leisurely putting a dozen boxes of magic wine on her boat into it. In the magic bag.

  Black sat in the boat and looked over the bay.

   The magical barrier on the sea has been raised to wartime standards, and the sea water leading to the inner and outer bays has been completely cut off. Ten thousand years ago, the barrier was dropped due to the invasion of the Burning Legion.

  It's ridiculous that it was reactivated 10,000 years later, but only because of a pirate.

   "So, Black Shaw = the Burning Legion?"

The thought of    rose up in the pirate's mind, and then he was amused by himself. This is definitely the funniest joke he has thought of this year.

   Be sure to write it down and tell it to Sefir.

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   "Huh? The city siren went off? What's going on?"

   The magic warning that sounded in Suramar City was quickly passed to a seaside manor in the southeast corner of the city, which was completely isolated from the main body of the city.

   It has a high tower trail that connects to the Night Fortress, but otherwise, it is completely independent of Suramar City and can only be reached by boat.

  The most important thing is that this manor is located outside the magic enchantment, which violates the taboo of Suramar City in a sense, but also represents the power of the owner of this manor.

   It belongs to Lady Thalyssra, the most trusted magic advisor under the Grand Magister, but it will be here, not the manor's owner.

   It was two great nobles in the city who had a close relationship with Thalyssra's advisor, and they were discussing secret matters that could not be known by others.

   "Servant, go out and see what's going on!"

   After hearing the harsh magic warning, in the main hall of the manor, a noblewoman wearing a gorgeous Shaldore silk robe with a ruby ​​seal on her fingers looked out the door.

   But she didn't get up herself, but ordered the family attendants outside the door to inquire about the information.

   Then he turned his head and continued the conversation with the female elf who was sitting on the sofa opposite her, who had a seven-point resemblance to her, holding a glass of "Millennium" magic wine in her hand.

   The deep purple wine reflected a mesmerizing halo in the wine glass.

  This kind of magic wine is not for drinking at all. This magic wine that has been stored for thousands of years is the best collection of the nobles of Suramar City. It is the best to show the family heritage and wealth.

   When you open a bucket at a banquet, you can make even the most difficult guests smile.

   But it is now being used by the elf sisters for drinking. It can be seen that these two are definitely not small characters in Suramar City.

   "Annaris, my sister, I need your help."

   The female elf noble holding the magic wine spoke in the oldest and most orthodox Sarasian language. This elven language was the language of the nobles in the ancient elf empire. After a sentence, the tongue must be tied at least nine knots.

   Not to mention how elegant and refined it is, and how tired it is to speak in this tone.

no way.

   This is the heavy daily life of a noble family that has been passed down for more than 12,000 years.

   Well, their tongues must be flexible

   She looked at the other side without saying a word, but her younger sister, who was dressed as luxuriously as her, emphasized with that eloquent noble:

   "My close friend Thalyssra has revealed to me a crucial piece of news, the Grand Magister is picking a new political advisor for her, and this is the best chance for the Moon County family to return to glory.

  I am interested in competing for this position, the Astava family has already arranged, and they will support me in the meeting in a month. But the Stress family, full of robbers, liars and thieves, also wanted to compete.

  Last month, they held a very successful hunting celebration, and Ms. Elisande is said to have treated the upstart family differently.

   In addition to the troublesome Stresses, the Dusk Bay family seems to be doing something.

  I know that you have a close relationship with some members of the Dusk Bay family, so I took this opportunity today and asked my close friend Thalyssra to borrow her manor and talk to you about it here. "

   "I won't help you, Lilith!"

   The nightborn elf sister named Anaris Moonshire sneered. With the same graceful gesture and tone, she picked up another glass of wine and said to her sister:

   "The Muwan family invited me before, and I will support their owner in the name of the Yuejun family."

   "But I am the mistress of the Yue County family."

  Lilith Moonshire narrowed her eyes, raised her left hand, and showed her ruby ​​seal to her rebellious sister, she said:

   "My father handed me the family seal back then, that's why"

"boom"

   The infighting between the two sisters ended before it even started. The servant who had just been sent to inquire about the news rushed into the manor with a look of panic, fell to the ground with weak legs, pointed to the outside and said:

   "Go, master! A bunch of hairless monkeys, and green-skinned monsters, and trolls are rushing in outside! I've never seen anything like that.

   They have no ears, their skin is white and yellow, and they drive ghost ships.

   has now rushed into the manor and is attacking the guards, master."

"boom"

   Before the servant could finish speaking, he was stunned by the butler Assassin Moros who jumped out of the shadows. The undead butler in black and white tuxedo held a blood-red dagger in his hand and glanced at the two elf ladies in front of him.

   Lilith Yuejun is worthy of being the eldest daughter of the ten thousand year noble family. She reacted very quickly. She stood up and protected her somewhat flustered sister behind her. She grabbed her ceremonial cane and pointed forward like a sword.

   shouted in Sarasian language to the undead butler in front of him.

   "Uh, this lady's Sarasian is too old, sorry, but I don't quite understand it."

   Moros, the old housekeeper, is also a decent man.

   He can be a housekeeper for Medivh, he must know Sarasian language and so on, but the problem is that the mouth language of the great noble in front of him is too complicated, which makes Moros look helpless for a while.

   But he understood at least part of it.

   "The two are descendants of the great noble family named 'Yuejun'? Ah, that's great."

  Moros glanced at the dagger in his hand, put it back into the scabbard, and politely said to the two noble ladies in front of him:

   "I've been worrying about Master Black's social circle.

   The people he made friends with were a group of dangerous people, which was not in line with his status. Now two real noble ladies have joined him, which will definitely greatly enhance the master's reputation and quality of life.

   So, please forgive me for the rudeness to invite the two of you to the Nagfar.

   Two Moon County ladies, please come with me. "

   (end of this chapter)