Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 514 67. Disclaimer in advance, this is not discrimination! but please stay away from me

   "Hehe, I'm saving your life, kitty man, don't know what's wrong, if this goes on like this, it's only a matter of time before you go to Violet Prison to pick up soap."

   Leaving the alley, Black continued to move towards the elf living quarters in Dalaran, thinking to himself as he walked:

   "Look at the amount of materials that Kel'Thuzad bought for psychic use this time, so much that he can't put it in his magic bag. He should have been secretly learning this forbidden spell for a long time, right?

   Although it was well concealed, I could smell some corpse odor on him that hadn't dissipated.

   This guy should have already dissected the corpse according to the records of the Shadowmoon clan's psychic arts, and the next step is to learn the structure of the corpse. Maybe he created abhorrent or something in the past two years.

  This guy really relies on talent in this regard.

  If he was a Shadowmoon Orc, how could Gul'dan sing? If Ner'zhul had such a tossing disciple, why would he worry that psychicism would be completely replaced by the school of warlocks? "

  Black spit out a groove in his heart.

   Through the observation ability of the watcher's "Endless Hunt" bug, he could easily distinguish some terrifying details after meeting Kel'Thuzad.

   This also made him confirm that after he and Kel'Thuzad "parted" last time, that guy moved these "careful thoughts".

   As expected of the legendary guy who desperately pursues power, he is born with an evil element in his soul.

  Old Merry said last time that he paid attention to Kel'Thuzad, but he hasn't sent an invitation to this high-level mage yet. He probably saw the instability in Kel'Thuzad's bones.

The    old lich might even have been aware of Kel'Thuzad's secretive psychic moves.

  The Tirisfal Council is an organization created in the name of guardian after all, and it is risky to absorb such members.

   But Black doesn't care.

   The current Kel'Thuzad is still very "pure", and he has not gotten rid of the habit of training as a spellcaster for many years.

   Compared with the group of scum warlocks under his command, this is simply a good baby. If he does join the Academy of Nar'Thalas, it would be a pleasant surprise.

   "Run! Ronin is here!"

  Blake, who was thinking, just walked to a street corner, and immediately heard a dwarf mage screaming in a sharp and panicked voice, and then he was stunned to see the mage in the street in front of him scattered.

   Those low-level mages seemed to be avoiding something terrible, running and complaining.

   "God, I really didn't do divination in advance when I went out today, how could I meet this guy!"

   "Stop complaining, run quickly, let's go to Arugao's place in a while, and let him do a 'transportation ceremony' for us to wash away today's bad luck."

   "You are stupid, Arugal is a liar, just like his crazy mentor."

   "That's better than staying here and being corrupted by Ronin's bad luck? Go, go, go, I really don't know why the Council of Six hasn't kicked him out of the city."

  The pirate's keen hearing allowed him to hear these complaints completely.

   glanced forward again, there were still many people walking on the small street just now, and now the building is empty, and the stalls on the street were all left there when the stall owner fled in a panic.

  The apple stand in the chaos was lifted, and two ruddy apples rolled to the feet of the pirates.

   He bent down and picked up the apple.

  I took one myself.

   threw the other one to the little fish man who was probing his brain in his arms. This guy was awakened by the chaos just now. This will be rubbing Mengmeng's big eyes and looking forward.

  Eating apples one by one, staying in place, watching a desolate and lonely figure walking by leaning on a staff, it was a young man with bright red hair and a bit of a beard.

   He is wearing the Kirin Tor robe. Judging from the badge, he is already a full-fledged mage at a young age, so he should have a good talent.

   But this guy has a very "peculiar" temperament.

   It was a complex mix of despair, grief and powerlessness and resignation. He also seemed to be used to the strange scene in front of him because of his arrival.

   Looking at the empty street, the red-haired mage sighed, walked according to his original rhythm, and finally arrived at a magic item store.

   He knocked on the door politely, and the closed shop door opened an observation window. The people inside were tense and said with a clumsy disguise:

   "Ah, it's Master Luo Ning, what should I order today?"

   "You let me in anyway."

   The young mage sighed in despair and said:

   "I want to buy some magic materials for the 'Dragon Breath' experiment, and a set of cauldrons, mine blew up last night."

   "The crucible, and the casting materials for Dragon Breath, right? I'll prepare it for you right away."

   The merchant in the shop coughed a few times, and pretended to say:

   "It's not that you won't be allowed in, I've been sick recently, cough, cough, look, I've been coughing, the doctor said it's contagious, this is for your own good.

  That, you wait outside for a while, I'll prepare it for you right away. "

  “Shu”

After   , the observation window on the door of the shop was pulled up.

   left only a helpless young mage, groaning in the deserted streets.

  “呱呱呱”

   The little murloc in Black's arms, this will also seem to smell something unpleasant.

   It pinched its nostrils and waved its paws at the pirates, yelling, as if urging Black to get out of here.

  The luck of the pirates is very good. This little murloc is likely to have some kind of "lucky" talent. He is very courageous. He follows the pirates to travel south and north, and he has seen the real big world.

   This was the first time Black had such a big reaction when he saw the murlocs seeing other people.

  Perhaps, it really felt the "bad luck" on the red-haired mage in front of him?

   "That's amazing."

  Black did not leave.

   He threw the noisy little murloc on the ground, and the latter ran back for a while holding the half-eaten apple, hiding at the mouth of an alley, nibbling on the apple, and looking over his head.

   When he saw the pirate walking towards the lonely and desolate young man, the little murloc shouted anxiously, ran out of hiding again, and grabbed Black's trouser legs.

   When he was ten steps away from this strange "Ronin", the little fishman's cry had become frightened.

   "Well, this is the limit of contact distance, right?"

   He lowered his head and asked the little fishman.

   The latter nodded fearfully, and covered his nostrils tightly, as if something unpleasant was lingering in front of him.

   "Hey, you, your name is Ronin?"

  Black called out to the red-haired young man leaning against the wall in front of him:

   "I heard your 'legendary story' before I came to Dalaran. I heard that you were unlucky? And you killed a lot of people?"

   "I didn't kill me!"

  Ronin was immediately dissatisfied when he heard this. He opened his eyes and took a step forward with a burst of anger. The pirate and murloc immediately took a step back.

   Always keep ten paces away from him.

  This action deeply hurt the heart of the young mage, which was riddled with holes. His next words were like being choked in his throat and his nose was twitching.

   Then he said with a sad tone:

   "I admit that when I first went out on a mission, I used magic too recklessly, revealing our position, which led to us being besieged by ogres and suffering heavy casualties.

   It was my fault that time!

   But the following accidents have nothing to do with me, I have tried my best to protect them, I have tried my best.”

   Speaking, the young man seemed to be out of breath under some kind of pressure.

   He covered his face and said in a sobbing voice:

   "I don't know who is spreading these nonsense rumors, slandering my reputation, I have friends before, Jack, who opened a shop in Dalaran, was never afraid of me.

   But he also left, he didn't even leave a letter.

  Even the powerful mentor alienated me because of this, he gave me his mage tower, but he couldn't go there since a few years ago, and he used mirrors to discuss magic issues.

  God, it's not my fault, why punish me like this? "

   Probably no one took the initiative to talk to him for a long time. After the pirates asked, Ronin seemed to have found a person to talk to, and said all the words in his heart.

   The hard-hearted **** like the pirate who listened to it has some feelings.

   He thought about it and asked:

   "How many missions have you performed?"

   "Seven times."

   squatted on the ground, holding his head, Luo Ning, who was completely collapsed, said without raising his head:

   "After Archmage Drendon personally led the team, and there were also inexplicable casualties, I was banned from participating in all Battle Mage promotion missions.

   They didn't even let me go to the guard post at Violet Prison, saying that prisoners also have human rights.

   Do I have no human rights? "

   "Seven missions, even the archmage who led the team was injured, but you were unscathed."

   Black rubbed the chin of the shadowy hood and said:

   "You are lucky. No wonder you were chosen to perform the suicide mission. You are indeed the most suitable candidate, that is, the 'sacrifice' teammate is really unbearable.

  I ask you, don't you hate the people of Dalaran who treat you like this? "

   "Alas, they just follow what others say. Although they will make fun of me, they have no bad intentions."

  Ronin sighed and said:

   "I've caused so much damage to Dalaran, and the Council of Six didn't kick me out. They've treated me well."

   "Well, your definitions of 'friendly' and 'good' are really sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who see it."

  The pirate pouted and said something.

   He hesitated for a few minutes, and then he took out an item and threw it to Ronin at a distance of ten steps, comforting him:

   "Actually, if you think about it differently, maybe it's not your problem, but Dalaran's problem. Maybe you have a natural conflict with this place.

  How about trying another place? "

  Ronin glanced at the thing in his hand, which had weird content written in Thalassian language. It was an invitation letter for the admission of new students at the Dark Portal in September 7th of Nar'Thalas Academy.

   The autograph of Dean Arya Blue Moon is already below, and the name of "Black Shaw" is also written in the column of recommenders.

   As long as Ronin signs it, he can rely on this letter to start his academic career at Narsalas College.

   Seeing that Black gave the invitation letter to Ronin, the little murloc at his feet immediately covered his eyes with his claws.

  Bumblebee has made up his mind.

  If the red-haired human in front of him really went to Tol Barad, he would take his murloc pirates and leave that haunted place that was about to be contaminated by bad luck!

  My owner is crazy!

   How can this take the initiative to take home a bomb that will explode at any time?

   Is it because he was in the same city as his father, which made Blake too stressed, so there was a sign of madness? No, he can't be so fragile, can he?

   "Uh, this is not necessary."

  Luoning pursed his lips. He stood up and handed back the invitation in his hand, but when he took a step forward, the pirate took a step back.

  Black waved his hands and said:

   "I declare in advance that I am a very easy-going person, and will not discriminate against anyone who is still struggling to survive. But you stay away from me!

  I'm already a very unlucky warlock, and I don't want to encounter some **** again"

  The pirate dodged before he finished speaking.

With a    bang, something hit his feet.

  Blake looked up and saw a bewildered dwarf on the second floor of the magic supply store next to him, apologizing all the time. He accidentally knocked down the flower pot just now.

   The landing point was only towards the pirate's head.

   If it wasn't for Black's quick response, this would have been fired.

   To make matters worse, this flower pot is filled with weird magical plants, with a big mouth, and when it is smashed down, it bites at the feet of the pirates like a snake.

   was cut in half by the quick-eyed murloc, and the corrosive sap splashed onto Black's shoes, leaving ugly spots quickly.

   This sudden incident embarrassed the two people present.

   "I can explain! You listen to me explain!"

  Ronin immediately opened his arms and wanted to say something, but the pirate took a step back in awe. He folded his arms and said to Ronin:

   "When people ask questions when you are entering the school, don't tell them that I recommended you, OK? My popularity is already very bad. In addition, if you don't want to go, the invitation letter will be burned, and nothing happens.

  That, I'm still a little busy, it was a pleasure chatting with you today, I'll do it."

"boom"

   Miss Hisari Crow, who was flying towards the pirates at high speed in the sky, seemed to be avoiding something, but in a panic, she slammed her head into the wall beside the pirates.

The    impact force was too large to trigger the magic shop's defensive magic.

   In the arcane sparks, the bird twitched and slammed into the pirate's feet. The bird feathers flew around, and the wings were a little broken.

   Miss Black Crow made a difficult cry, trying to maintain her disguised form, and the next moment she was picked up by the distressed pirate and held in her hands.

   "Ah, my baby bird!"

  He was speechless, glared fiercely at the innocent Ronin in front of him, and said tiredly:

   "Go back and do the experiment quickly. Dalaran may not be peaceful these days. I mean, for the sake of innocent people, don't come out and turn around if you're okay."

   (end of this chapter)