Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 497 50. My Great Warlock School is indeed full of talents

   A few days after the "assassination" of Maris Demon Calamity, the pirates have been staying in the underground laboratory of Nar'Thalas Academy, receiving the magic marks of the mentors to strengthen.

   Until the three enhancements of the first stage are completed, an additional ten binding magic marks and three sets of caster circuit magic marks are added to his chest, and according to Black's request, they are combined into the shape of a compass.

   Skull Hidden Sword on the back, sea compass on the chest, sharp claws on the shoulders, and glimmering light when the magic power rolls.

  It made him look even more sassy.

   Well, if Black like this is unemployed and can't become a pirate king in the future, or is defeated by his old father in the sea, he will not have nowhere to go.

   Going to the Red Jack Tavern to be a pole dancer or something will surely make the empty rich ladies and wives scream and spend a lot of money to provide him with "love offerings".

   can be regarded as leaving a "back way" for himself.

   "It's time for you to go back to your fleet. Several of your subordinates have already returned. It is said that they brought back new apprentices and are waiting for your summons."

   Dean Lanyue will put on the robe of the Corruptor and send the pirates who have covered all the magic marks on their bodies out of the big academy construction site.

   She leaned on the Aluneth Scepter and said to her proud disciple on the edge of the swamp:

   "Go to the North Island to pack, I have received an official invitation from the Dalaran Kirin Tor Council, and in a week, we are going to Dalaran for an official magical visit.

  As the great mentor of the Warlock School, you and your companions should also join the visiting group. "

   "Oops, this should have been arranged earlier."

   Black rubbed his chin and said:

   "Just those few crooked melons and cracked dates. They were hurt when they were taken out, and there was an orc inside. I went to Dalaran like this, I'm afraid they would be beaten out by random sticks."

   "There should be no stupid racist prejudice in the realm of magic."

   Dean Lanyue shook her head and did not take this as a trouble, she said calmly:

   "Ten thousand years ago, Queen Azshara also had a troll doctor in her palace. If Dalaran refuses our visit because of the orcs, that proves that they are nothing more than that.

   We are talking about magic and knowledge, and the skin is just a tool for carrying knowledge. "

   "That's true, but I haven't seen you, your mentor, show mercy to those troll pirates when you attacked Rogue Harbor"

  Blake said with a strange look:

   "And you yourself have said things like 'Trolls should be damned' more than once."

   "Does my preaching of racial equality have anything to do with me slaughtering trolls? Does my respect for all knowledge conflict with my hatred of troll civilization?"

   Dean Lanyue's tone became dangerous, she said:

   "Wisdom is the most important thing. It doesn't matter whether the skin that carries wisdom exists or not."

   "Yes, yes, what you said, Dean, is right."

The pirate immediately corrected his statement, seeing that the disciple "corrected when he knew what was wrong", which made Dean Lanyue very satisfied. She glanced at the skull of Gul'dan hanging on Black's chest and the magic tome on his waist, and said asked:

   "As the great teacher of the Warlock School, don't you have your own magic tome?"

   "Uh, I've been trying to search for the magical tome left by Gul'dan. After all, I am a great teacher. I have to be a bit decent, and I can't just fool around with other magical tome."

  Black touched the tome on his waist and said:

   "As for my own magic tome, although I have always had the idea to write it, I feel that my current level of research on sorcerer magic is not enough for me to write a shocking magic tome.

   Since I am not sure, I will not write it for the time being. "

   "You have completed a powerful new magic with your own hands, and you already have this qualification."

   Dean Lanyue took out an elf-style book from his bosom, with a thick cover and a large magic book wrapped in black fine chains, and handed it to his disciple.

she says:

   "No matter how good someone else's magic book is, it is also someone else's.

   Just like the several powers you are using now, you are still advancing according to the original tradition. You also complained to me that you were lost on the path of the assassin.

   It’s time to break away from the old framework and find your own way.

  Although you have your own ideas about your career planning, I still recommend that you start to summarize the power of your own legend before you become a legend.

  I'm very optimistic about your future, and maybe I should put you on the list of candidates for the next dean of Nar'Thalas College.

   Don't look at me like that, I'm healthy and can live for a long time. But it is related to the inheritance of the academy and has to be taken seriously. It is always good to prepare early. "

   "I think you prepared too early."

  The pirate whistled and let the Hippogryph hovering above his head fall down, he said to Dean Lanyue:

   "Go to Dalaran this time, meet old Merry, get the knowledge of the lich from him, and you will become immortal after completing the job transfer.

   Dean, you can easily live until my great-great-great-great-great-great-grandson is born, attend his birth celebration, witness him grow up, attend his wedding, witness the birth of his son, his son's wedding.

   Finally, go to officiate his funeral and read a few poems or something.

   And by then, I was already a pile of dry bones.

  The story that belonged to me at that time has long been forgotten, this sea will return to peace, I will never live in the future, and everything will be shaped like I don’t know.

   Only you will live in this world forever and record all its changes. "

   "With me, I won't."

   Dean Lan Yue leaned on his staff and said softly:

   "We will record your stories, all stories, people will always hear these ancient legends, and in their oral traditions, these legends will also become new myths.

   And you are destined to have a place in it. "

   "If you say that, I'm more relieved."

The pirate buckled the full-covered helmet of the Corruptor's suit on his head, girded the blank magic tome presented by the dean around his waist, mounted the Hippogryph, and took out the war sickle of Ulthales as his own method. stick use.

   And the dean didn't stay for long, a teleportation disappeared in place.

   This disappointed the six-legged crocodile hiding in the mud looking for lunch, and it was going to be hungry again today.

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   "Hello Captain."

   "Ah, Captain, after not seeing you for such a long time, you have become much more powerful. Your domineering display made me shiver. It seems that you have achieved even more evil achievements on the dark road."

  Black returned to the town of Losberg on the North Island, landed on the ruins of a watchtower on the coast, and was immediately greeted by Kanrisad and Evil Eye who had not seen him for more than a month.

   The skinny boy is as gloomy as ever, and he doesn't know much about flattering words.

  The evil-eyed orcs came back from working in the Burning Plain this time, and they were much more eloquent.

   And the great magician did not participate in the flattery, he was introducing his two friends and their dark and evil deeds to his subordinate Dakuru.

  In the outer periphery of the ruins of the watchtower, stood three guys and the Spark couple, who participated in today's meeting as apprentices and low-level warlocks.

   "How are things going?"

  Black got off his mount, coughed a few times, leaned on his scythe and staff, put on a look of arrogance and indifference that should be expected of a master of the Warlock School, and asked in a long voice.

  Evil Eye jumped out first to show credit.

   The one-eyed orc with a hunched back laughed and said to his captain:

   "According to your request, evil and powerful captain, I have carefully selected thirty people as my apprentices in Blackrock Spire, and they are coming to the island in goblin boats.

  I checked each one myself, the spellcasting talent, viciousness and cunning are all first-class, and I can definitely become the best warlock.

   In addition, according to your instructions, I have met with Red, reminded him about the black dragon, and brought back ten orc assassins from him, which can be filled into your organization. "

"Yes, Not Bad."

  Black nodded and asked:

   "What about the connection between them and the Dark Iron dwarves?"

   "The first orc shamans have been sent to Darkforge as apprentices and are being trained."

   Mentioned this, Evil Eye said a little indignantly:

   "As a price for these apprentices to accept the power of Ragnaros, Reid, the worthless one, gave the precious Heart of Gul'dan as a gift to the Dark Iron Emperor Thaurissan.

   But it doesn't matter.

   I have already found out where the Warlock Treasure is stored and placed a bounty on Ravenholdt Manor. Maybe your colleagues can give me a surprise. "

"Forget it."

   In this regard, the pirates said with disdain:

   "My colleagues have been busy with Lothar-related matters recently, and they don't have time to work in Darkforge.

   Besides, a group of guys who can't even touch the Windrunner's Tower, let them go to Thaurissan's palace to steal something, that's just death.

   Instead of relying on them, you might as well rely on your own plans.

   You brought back that restless dwarf? "

   Black asked again.

He found out just now that a strange white-haired bald dwarf was standing on the edge of the tower waiting to be summoned. Bottom view.

   And the girl from Yue County seems to be drinking a lot, she will be drunk, but she didn't notice the evil gaze of the dwarf.

  Uh, speaking of it, why did the Moon County girl appear in a gathering place of a group of warlocks? Shouldn't she apply for a mage apprenticeship at Nar'Thalas College these days?

   "Yes, he is the 'talent' I found at the Black Iron Bar."

  Evil eyes rubbed his hands together, with a gesture of recommending good talents, and said to his captain:

   "This dwarf is 'self-taught', he is as talented as a skinny boy, he can summon a demon guard himself without professional training, and he has not been hacked to death.

   This talent and luck are already amazing.

  His name is Wilfred Fitzbane, and it is said that he studied in Dalaran, but was later kicked out for doing something wrong. "

   "Oh, that unlucky bastard."

  Black knew who the dwarf was when he heard the name. This guy will indeed do a "big thing" as a warlock in the future, which can be said to be famous in the world.

   But the price is miserable.

   "Teach him more, and focus on managing his troubles."

  The pirate ordered, and Evil Eye nodded.

  Although I don’t quite understand what the captain meant, it was definitely right to nod at this time.

   "What about you? Skinny boy, why did you bring me back a little girl younger than you?"

   Black said to Kanrisad next to him dissatisfiedly:

   "Do you really take me here as a kindergarten? I warn you, the person you brought back, you train yourself, I'm not interested in teaching a crying yellow-haired girl."

   "Captain, don't underestimate her, this girl is really ruthless, killing a few orcs easily."

   The skinny boy leaned on his Jordan staff and said to his captain:

   "I met her on a farm in the Westfall, an orphan from Hillsbrad Hills, whose parents are said to have died in the Orc War.

   She lived alone until the end of the war, and followed the refugees to Stormwind Kingdom to help out on the Sardinian farm.

  My sister and I went there for an outing at the time, and when I heard her story, I wondered how she, a ten-year-old girl, survived the ravages of orcs.

   She even pretended to be stupid at first, and when I asked her in a hurry, she tried to kill me with a curse technique.

   That man is skilled and doesn't look like a novice at all. "

   Kanrisad shrugged, pointed to the lonely girl standing on the edge, and said to his captain:

   "Fortunately, I had been prepared, and ordered the demon to beat her to the ground, and found a broken tome from her body. According to her, it was found on the corpse of a human traitor warlock killed by Union soldiers.

   She also belongs to the category of 'self-taught', and she is very good at disguising, relying on the disguise of her young age, she has escaped many investigations by the Church of the Holy Light.

   This girl is ruthless.

  Fortunately, I was lucky to go, otherwise the old Sardin family would die at her hands sooner or later. "

   "This age, this background, this talent."

   After listening to Kanrisad's description, Black rubbed his chin and suddenly said a few seconds later:

   "Biqiuka?"

"Um?"

  The lonely girl who was standing on the edge waiting to be summoned raised her head subconsciously.

   The moment she saw the pirate, she shook her body, as if she felt frightened by the terrifying aura emanating from the pirate.

   "Captain, this is amazing, how do you know her name is Biqiuka?"

   Kanrisad asked suspiciously:

   "Have you heard of her before?"

   "Of course I've heard of it."

  Blake patted the skinny boy on the shoulder with a weird expression, and said in a low voice:

   "I also know that your future 'bad relationship' with her is destined to last until one of you dies.

   Ah, fate has changed to this, and the two of you can still be together, this must be the malicious will of the world. Listen to my advice, my silly child, leave her to other tutors to teach her.

   Cut off the fetters as soon as possible, or you will die at her hands sooner or later. "

   "Captain, what you said is too scary."

   The skinny boy didn’t believe it, he said:

   "No matter how powerful she is, she is still a low-level sorcerer. In terms of spellcasting ability, she is far worse. I have a legendary jewelry in my hand, and I am her mentor. I don't believe she can kill me."

"up to you."

  The pirates have already persuaded what they should have persuaded. The skinny boy doesn't believe in evil, so he can't do anything about it.

   raised his head and shouted to the last guy:

   "Annaris, you don't care about the group of waste elves under you, don't go to magic classes, don't prepare your own trip, what are you doing here with our group of warlocks?

   Are you planning to observe the evil rituals of us sorcerers? "

"Uh"

   The girl from Moon County, who was named by Blake, showed a hopeless expression. The female pirate covered her face and said ashamedly:

   "I failed the college entrance test, Commander.

  I can’t be a mage anymore, woohoo, they said that the bloodline of our Yuejun family has degenerated too much, and there is no spellcaster talent anymore, woohoo.

   I can only, woo woo, under their suggestion, woo woo, come to be a warlock, woo woo. "

"asshole!"

   Black scolded:

   "You can be a warlock if you want? You really treat me like a trash can and stuff me with all the waste? Go, go, when your pirate goes, I won't accept you as a warlock.

   Shame! "

   "Woo, Commander, I'm ready, woo, 50,000 gold coins as tuition, woo, just accept me."

   "Ah, there are tuition fees, I forgot about it. Come on, come and pay the tuition fees, you will be a glorious member of our Warlock School from now on.

   Go and call the group of trash under your command, clean up this tower, and start the official class in the afternoon. "

   (end of this chapter)