Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 484 37. I heard you have a lot of collections.

Azeroth is a world with a long civilization. Although the farthest history that human beings have come into contact with, it has only been in the period of the glorious and splendid elf empire, but those who know it know that the elf empire is only the more conspicuous among the turbulent civilizations of Azeroth. that.

   Talking about the long history, the trolls who are now messing around have something to say.

   Before the trolls, there were also mysterious dragons and titan creations walking in the wild age of the earth. Earlier in the Wild Ages, there was still the Age of Dark Empires dominated by the Old Gods and the Elementals.

   Even before the Empire of Darkness, there were still some Old Ones who left their mark on Azeroth.

   Therefore, doing archaeology in Azeroth is a very promising and "money" job. Spellcasters with money and pursuit of knowledge are willing to pay for these ancient artifacts that may lead to amazing discoveries.

   However, the archaeological circle on the eastern continent is basically monopolized by dwarves who are keen to dig around the world.

   These muscle sticks have a fairly old saying that they believe that dwarves were created by gods, and gods must have a purpose in creating dwarves.

   The dwarves have forgotten their noble mission in the circulation of civilization, which is the main reason for the civil wars of the dwarves.

  In order for the dwarven civilization to stand on the land of Azeroth again, they must find their own civilizational mission. Driven by this idea, the dwarves established their own archaeological organization a long time ago.

   is called the Explorers' Association.

  This organization was established hundreds of years ago. The original members were a group of old dwarf miners who were keen to dig things. Later, when digging everywhere in the world, they recruited adventurous gnomes and humans to join.

   It is said that there are also members of the Kaldorei night elves in the Explorers' Guild.

   But this is a rumor, at least in many excavations in the Eastern Continent, no one has ever seen a elf figure.

The   Explorers Association has a great reputation. In addition to its professional quality and excellent awareness of cultural relics protection, it is also because their honorary leader Brian Bronzebeard is the prince of Ironforge Bronzebeard dwarves.

  The energetic old dwarf is a famous explorer and writer. Unlike his two brothers with high military values, he is not good at fighting and likes to explore the mysteries of history since he was a child.

  Many human businessmen who joined the Explorers Association were actually rushing to get in touch with the dwarf royal family.

  Unfortunately, old Brian has no interest in this.

   He would rather take the archaeological team to investigate the barren land of Kalimdor than drink and enjoy with those merchants.

   However, the dwarves have their own archaeological organizations, so the elves of Quel'Thalas, who have a much longer history than the dwarves, must also have corresponding organizations.

   The archaeological organization of the Quel'dorei elves is the Society of Sacred Relics that Blake will meet today.

   Their style and the Explorers Association are completely polar opposites.

   These elven archaeologists are low-key, well-trained, and more of a paramilitary organization than a professional disciplinary organization. And the Society of Sacred Relics never promotes the notion that preservation of relics can never go wrong.

  The starting point of their search for antiquities is very simple, even very utilitarian.

   is to find various magical artifacts that can be used in the dust of history to strengthen Quel'Thalas's combat readiness.

   Occasionally, in the circle of the elven nobles, some magic items they find are sold in exchange for money to keep the organization running.

  According to the gossip, the Silvermoon Council of the High Elves behind the Sacred Relic Society is secretly supporting it.

  Those spellcasters are interested in all knowledge, and they don't want to see the gods dusted.

   And the leader of the Society of Sacred Relics, the High Investigator Tatheran Bloodwatcher was also a noble-born elf, and his family was the first group of spellcasters to follow Dath'Remar Sunstrider to Quel'Thalas.

   He was also extremely influential in the political circles throughout Silvermoon City.

  If it weren't for the relationship between the Jinjian family and the connections of the aunt Gina Jinjian in the Silvermoon Council, it would be impossible for a mere human pirate in Black to connect with such a low-key and mysterious organization.

   In the early hours of the next day, on a desolate island at the junction of the sea of ​​Quel'Thalas and the sea of ​​Lordaeron.

The pirates got up early, and they were carrying their little murlocs, doing morning exercises on the island. In fact, they were jumping, and pulling their bows, shooting fish in the water from a distance of a few hundred yards. .

  This island is where the two parties agreed to meet.

Just after eight o'clock in the morning, a portal unfolded behind the pirates and the murlocs. A lanky elf wearing a red robe, with a long hood and holding a golden ornate staff walked from the portal. out.

   was very punctual and perfectly matched the style of the Quel'dorei elves.

   "Well, I thought Your Excellency the Bloodwatcher would come over in person."

   The eye of Kilrogg on the pirate's shoulder turned over, and he said with little interest:

   "I have prepared a lot of things, and I need professionals to appreciate them."

   The elf behind him is just a messenger.

   But still the "professionals" that pirates call them.

  The latter looked up and down on Blake the moment he appeared, and for a few seconds, his eyes stopped on Blake's cloak, weapon, and the chain around his waist.

  In the end, that gaze fell on the amulet hanging from Blake's chest.

   The sway of his gaze was caught by the pirate. He came back to his senses, and generously showed his equipment to the messenger, and gave the latter a thumbs up, saying:

   "Sure enough! Come on, talk about business, you have to understand, I can't stay here longer."

   "Well, the Sacred Relic Society also advised Lord Black not to stay in Quel'Thalas. What happened on the coast of Eversong Forest last night has alerted the Sun King."

  The hooded messenger spoke clearly in a pure Quel'Thalas upper-class noble accent:

   "If you want, you can use our portal to leave, we are happy to provide this service to our guests."

   "Ha, you guys are really brave."

  Blake took out the jug from his waist and twisted the lid off.

   This action made the messenger's eyes jump. He stared at the evil skull flask in Black's hand and said:

   "The jug in your hand must be at least five thousand years old, right? It's a pity to use such a magical relic as a daily drinking utensil."

   "Five thousand years? Hmm"

  The pirate pouted and said:

   "I'm starting to doubt your professionalism. My jug is seven thousand years old. Have you heard of Zemland?"

   "Zandalari Pirate King?"

  The messenger was well-known and knowledgeable, and immediately replied with light in his eyes:

   "Your jug ​​came from the legendary great pirate? He also raided our ancestors and forced His Majesty Dath Remar to sign a humiliating agreement.

   Please be sure to trade his relic to us.

  These things are of great significance to the Sun King family. "

   "Uh, forget this."

  Blake shrugged, took a sip from the evil skull jug, and said:

   "I use this set of things very smoothly, and I don't have any plans to do it for the time being. I'm a very straightforward person, and I don't hide from you. I'm meeting you today just to see your 'professionalism'.

   I made it very clear in my letter to you.

  Those invaluable 'cultural relics' are stored on my island. If you are interested, send someone to my place with the money, and someone will receive you. "

   "That's what I'm here for, Lord Black."

  The messenger nodded and said to the pirate in a tone of conveying instructions from his superiors:

   "Our leader, His Excellency Tathelan Bloodwatcher, takes your invitation very seriously. But he is very busy right now, so I have been sent to ask you a few questions.

   First of all, by the relics mentioned in your letter, do you mean simple relics or powerful magic items? "

   "Does this make any difference?"

   Black asked rhetorically.

The    messenger explained patiently:

   "This question is very important, it is related to the level of the envoys we are about to send. If it is just an ordinary cultural relic with historical value, then we can send an archaeologist to go there.

   But if it is an artifact with great magical power, it must be taken seriously.

  We are not like the group of neurotic dwarfs who dig around the world without a purpose, the Relic Society has a complete and efficient course of action since its establishment. "

   "Well, professional!"

  The pirate sighed again.

   He hooked his fingers to the little murloc under his feet, who took a troll voodoo puppet from his belt and threw it over, and Black threw it to the elf messenger on the opposite side.

He says:

   "Does this kind of thing count as 'valuable' in your eyes?"

"Hold on."

  The messenger put on a pair of black gloves and used a very professional technique to put the voodoo doll in his hand to observe, and then used magic power to test it.

   It took a total of seven or eight steps, but I didn’t realize it anyway.

   After several minutes, the messenger handed back the voodoo doll and said regretfully:

   "This doll has high historical value.

   should be of great importance to archaeologists who specialize in troll history. But its voodoo magic is too crude and has little artistic value. It should be a good prop for the voodoo identification class of those magic apprentices on Sunstrike Island.

   We will acquire such items.

   But you need to understand that it belongs to the kind of leftovers that are optional, and the value is not very high. "

   "What about this one?"

   Pirates were not disappointed.

   He took out another unground tusk from his pocket and threw it to the messenger.

   The moment the latter took it in his hand, he was still a little disapproving, but after checking it carefully, his whole person was full of energy.

   "A relic from the demigod of the wilderness? Judging from the strength attribute and breath, it should be the giant bear Ursoc! It can be made into the top magical amulet!

   With careful crafting, it is not difficult to make legendary quality magic items. "

The    messenger used the technique of holding treasures and holding the teeth of the animal. He raised his head and said excitedly:

   "It's hard to imagine the great journey you went through to get such a perfect collection. Do you have a lot of stuff like this?"

   "Not too much, but not too little."

  The pirate answered vaguely, and then asked:

   "What kind of price can you give for such a thing?"

   "This requires a professional taster to give the answer, but based on my past experience, such an animal tooth should not be less than 100,000 gold coins."

The    messenger noticed the disapproving expression at the corner of Blake's mouth, and he immediately replied:

   "Because it is a raw material and not an authentic product, the price will definitely be lowered. If it is processed by a professional enchanter or inscriber, its value will double immediately."

   "Well, that's not bad."

  The pirate took the animal tooth handed back by the messenger, he thought about it, and took out a fist-sized ring like a stone from his luggage.

   handed it to the messenger, saying:

   "Show me this again, for an estimate."

   The ring in front of me is not very impressive.

   But after the animal tooth, the messenger already knew that this pirate was very skilled, so he did not dare to treat it casually. He took the slightly heavy ring in his hand, and as soon as he injected the magic power, the surrounding sea area immediately had a strange and huge magic echo and explosion.

   was so frightened that the messenger immediately withdrew his magic power and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

  He returned the mark of the wizard king to the pirates in awe, and said softly:

   "This strange object is not something I can identify, Your Excellency, it should be a powerful magical item full of unknown knowledge. According to my judgment, it should not be the knowledge of the world of Azeroth."

"specialized!"

  The pirate praised again, took the ring and said:

   "This is a legendary item from the orc world, a trophy from one of my battles, a real legendary item! It is said to be related to the rune magic of the ancient ogre empire.

   Then, I think, I should be able to meet Lord Taeseran who is said to be 'busy' on my island? "

   "Of course your needs will be met."

The    messenger said softly:

   "His Excellency Tathelan Bloodwatcher will lead a mission to Tol Barad in person in a few days. So, what do you want from the trade?

   Is barter? Or pay with gold coins?

  Please understand that if you want to sell such valuable items, we have to prepare a lot of gold coins in advance. "

"Um"

  The pirate rubbed his chin and thought about it, and said:

"I heard that you nobles of Quel'Thalas have a lot of treasures, especially weapons. I agree with the taste of the elven royal family. I heard that in the private palace of Prince Kael'thas, there are seven legendary weapons stored. .

   And in the private collection of the Sun King, there is also a war bow soaked in the brilliance of the Sun Well"

   "Your Excellency, this is just a joke."

The    messenger chuckled a few times and said:

   "The Sacred Relic Society is not as powerful as you might think. The royal collection is beyond our reach, but if you need weapons, we will do our best to accommodate your needs."

   "I have no shortage of weapons, and I have a lot of magic weapons."

  Blake shrugged, waved his hands tyrannically, and said:

   "What I lack is the legendary blade, if I can't get those treasured art of war, I won't shoot this strange thing full of knowledge in my hand.

  I think maybe you can get in touch with Prince Kael'thas.

   He's also a knowledge-hungry spellcaster, isn't he? "

  The pirate threw the seal of the King of Wizards in his hand, and gave his own price unceremoniously:

   "I've already inquired about it in advance.

   Bring two of the prince's seven legendary collections, or Solidar Wrath of the Stars, or a Phoenix Egg, and I'll exchange it for you.

   Take my words back to Lord Taeseran, and don't change a single word.

  I am selling you not just a Mark of the Sorcerer King, but a whole new set of knowledge that is completely different from the magic system of Azeroth, which can help you unlock all the secrets of an empire.

  My mentor always said that knowledge is priceless.

   But I am a very philistine pirate, so I can sell priceless things without any psychological burden, and it is right in front of you right now.

   Oh, by the way, do you receive information?

  For example, I have information on Quel'Sera, the sister sword of Quel'Delar, the ancient dragon-forged blade. "

After   , the pirate laughed and said to the messenger in front of him:

   "If you don't want it, I think the dwarves will definitely be interested. It is said that the human artifact dealers are also quite rich. In short, please prepare yourselves in advance.

   I, the rude money-only pirate, would love to befriend him. "

   (end of this chapter)