Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 521 74. This is the humble contribution I made to the Holy Light [210]

   "It is a pleasure to chat with someone as knowledgeable as Your Highness. No matter what topic I bring up, Your Highness can chat with me for a few words.

   The experience was amazing.

  It is a pity that you are a prince, and you will become the sun king in the future. It is impossible to cruise with me on the endless sea and explore the borders of the whole world. This is such a pity. "

  Beside the window of the wizard tower in the elf district, Blake stroked the hilt of the long sword at his waist, with endless sadness in his tone, like saying goodbye to his best friend.

   Even if he and Prince Kael'thas met for the first time, they just chatted for a while.

   Even acquaintances are hard to count.

   But the prince's self-discipline is very good, and his handsome face shows a very cooperative parting look. Even in the past hour, Blake's unrestrained way of chatting that day made His Royal Highness extremely tired.

   He hardly got any valuable information from the pirates, but the strange knowledge gained a lot.

Take Tyrande, priestess of the moon of the Kaldorei, whose emotional career was ups and downs 10,000 years ago, including her bizarre relationship with the Stormrage brothers, high-ranking Zandalari court officials, and the king of the Loa. intrigue between.

   These are all very nutritious and time-wasting gossips, but Prince Kael'thas, who believes that his moral level is very high, is actually a little happy in his heart.

   A little embarrassing is at the end of the chat, Blake vividly talked about the dark history of his ancestor Das Reema Sunstrider.

   When the Sunstrider ancestors stole the Eternal Well water bottle from Illidan, the pirates were really excited, just like Dath Remar was watching when he stole something.

   These rambling gossips allowed Kaelthas to determine two things:

   First, the pirate in front of him is very clever to announce that he is a prophet who can see through the past and the future. It seems that he is not boasting.

  Second, Blake Shaw is really a boring and low moral guy, he has an extraordinary interest in spying on other people's privacy and telling them to others.

   Of course it doesn't rule out that these are just Blake's disguise.

   He is a master assassin after all, and it is his instinct to disguise himself.

   But in any case, this small talk really made the prince dispel the idea of ​​winning over pirates. It is impossible for a person with such extensive knowledge to be convinced by a little favor.

   Perhaps Blake Shaw can be used by Quel'Thalas, but Kael'thas can't give him the price he needs to buy the pirate's loyalty.

   His appetite must be very large.

   "Your Highness doesn't need to send it, I'll leave now."

   In the early hours of midnight, the pirate waved to the elf prince, and when he jumped out of the window, he said:

   "Tomorrow Marshal Lothar will come to Dalaran. Whether he likes it or not, the entire northern border will be in chaos because of him. His Royal Highness, who is in this storm, must take care of himself.

   If you need help, don’t hesitate to speak up.

   not to mention.

  I have to go to Violet Prison to see my troubled students and subordinates, and we are destined to meet again. "

   He disappeared into the shadows, covering his breath for a moment, causing Kael'thas Sunstrider to raise his eyebrows. This stealth shadow escape is more subtle than the two master assassins of Quel'Thalas.

   It seems that the pirates said that they had to switch off Salorian Dawnseeker to come to "interview", it was just a joke.

   With his stealth skills, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to provoke him, even if Salorian holds the Dragon Forged Blade, it is almost impossible to catch him out.

Prince    watched the pirates leave, then returned to the desk, looking at the spread out map of Draenor.

   He played with a golden scepter in his hand, thinking of the strange thing the pirates had just asked the Quel'dorei expedition to find for him in the world of Draenor.

   That is a treasure called "Atama Crystal".

  Blake also thoughtfully marked on the map the places where these seven relics were suspected to have appeared.

   even specifically stated that one of the relics is now in the hands of Alexandros Mograine, the great noble of Lordaeron, which made the prince feel that Black was deliberately leading them to find this legendary thing.

   But he couldn't figure out why the pirates did this.

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   "Kael'thas Sunstrider, a cunning man disguised as a perfect prince. He has been lying to you, little master, he is aware of your extraordinaryness, and intends to bring you under his command.

   But he was smart enough to give up the attempt. "

  Xalatas whispered in Black's ear:

   "He probably also realized that the little elf kingdom of Quel'Thalas really can't tolerate my little master who is full of bad water and likes to cause trouble."

   "Don't you slander my good friend Kael'thas! He is the best chatting and handsome friend I have found this year."

  Black righteously said to Xalatas who was talking bad about Kael'thas:

   "He always makes people feel like spring breeze. Compared with the pleasant communication with him, I usually talk to my incompetent and useless subordinates with non-nutritious nonsense, which is like **** when I think about it.

   The thought of not being able to chat with the knowledgeable Kael'thas all night in the future makes me feel bad.

   He is not as ambitious as you say.

   He is a real near-perfect heir. If Terenas II has such an heir, the old king is afraid to break dance happily on the spot in his own court.

   Compared with him, Alsace is not a star. "

   "Hey, you don't have to describe to me how good he is, I have seen many such people."

   Salatas replied disdainfully:

   "In the countless times in the past, people like Kaelthas will appear in every era. They seem to be born with the halo of the sun, and they will attract the attention of countless people wherever they go.

   Let the ignorant follow them willingly, take his ideal as his own, and give everything for it.

   But such people generally don't end well.

   Kael'thas Sunstrider was the first sunrise of the Quel'dorei, and he was destined to live for his people all his life, a shackle he put on himself.

   Being loved by the people in peacetime is a compliment.

   But as soon as disaster strikes, those love will quickly turn into terrible pressure, and if he can't come up with a way to save the people, he will be knocked from heaven to hell.

   Under the pressure of a race, the more perfect these guys are, the more extreme choices they will make. Hey, this is not the way back to Tirisfal Castle!

   Where are you going, little master? "

While   Xalatas was expressing her opinion, she found that Blake had chosen a strange way to leave the elf residential area, so she interrupted her prediction of Kael'thas' future and asked curiously:

   "Do you still think that you have done less work tonight? Are you going to do something bad again?"

   "You can't say something nice."

  The pirate replied ill-fated.

   "Sorry, it's my fault, it's my statement that's wrong. Doing bad things with a bad heart is the most 'outstanding' behavior a human can do."

  Xalatas corrected himself with a stick-reading voice. In the next moment, like a blackened literary young woman, she said in a very poetic tone:

"The little master who fascinates me is a natural bad seed, a flower of evil watered by the poisonous water of the abyss. Darkness loves evil deeply, and evil also repays darkness with singing. This love is so deep that it is famous The result of 'Black Shaw'.

   Looking into the relationship between me and you after we met, my little master, the kind of atmosphere when you decide to do a bad thing cannot be concealed.

  The best part is that you maintain this dark aura that fascinates me all the time.

  Fortunately, I don't have a physical body, otherwise I would definitely be unable to stop and I would throw you to the ground and love you fiercely. Tell me, who are you going to meet?

   Whose cemetery is this about-to-dig pit prepared for? "

   "Since the last time we quarreled, I noticed that your speech is getting better and better."

  The pirate did not answer Xal'atas's slander directly, he just quickened his pace in the dark and said softly:

   "It seems that I have trained you well."

   "Well, so you like this tune, so evil, I like it."

  Xalatas licked his lips and seduced in the pirate's ear:

   "Find any female nearby and let me occupy her body. I am totally yours during this time before dawn, and I can satisfy all the dark thoughts in your heart.

   I am happy to accommodate all desires

   I noticed just now, you seem to be very interested in Valeera Sangunar, do you want to give it a try? "

   "I am indeed very interested in her, but definitely not the kind of 'interest' you say."

  Blake pouted and said with the appearance of a gentleman:

   "Remove your dissolute nature for some reason tonight! My servant, we will always meet in the material world, be patient."

   "It's boring."

  Xalatas lost all interest for a moment, she said:

   "Why do you always have to suppress your dark desires? You clearly know you want to indulge, and you obviously have many opportunities."

   "Isn't this the meaning of the existence of demons?"

   Pirate grinned and said:

   "When I find that bad thoughts arise in my heart, I can push them all to the 'inner demon' and tell myself to be alert to the temptation of inner demons and live my day well.

   You yourself insisted on being my inner demon, but I didn't invite you to come.

  Speaking of which, how is the corruption of Kathanatil going? How long before it can be transformed into a true shadow creature? "

   "It's early."

   Xalatas said:

   "It's too deep into the fel energy. Even with Nathrezim's innate energy adaptation, it will take me a lot of energy to completely transform. Why do I have to transform?

   I think it suits you right now. "

   "Do I need to explain this to you? I can be brutal, but that change must be in my interest."

  Black looked up at the front and said:

   "I don't need the brutality caused by fel energy, and I don't want to have too much involvement with fel energy. When I first embarked on the path of warlock, I determined my career plan.

  What’s the use of planning if everything doesn’t go according to plan?

   I designed this demon transformation not to need to become a demon to hack people, it is just an enhanced form of me as a spellcaster, of course, the more in line with my magical attributes, the better.

   I want Kathanatiel to be transformed into a shadow lord!

  You serve dim sum.

   This thing is done, I will reward you. "

   "That's what you said, little master."

   Xalatas gave a strange laugh and said:

"When the time comes, don't renege on your debt. If the well-behaved demons get angry, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it. Ha, I know who you're going to go to, I can smell the stench of the Holy Light from so far away. .

  Have a good chat with him, I won't bother. "

After    finished speaking, Xalatas's voice disappeared, and Blake also appeared in front of a small area specially designated by Dalaran for the nobles of various countries to live in the flickering light of his footsteps.

   The pirate flipped his fingers, and a quaint holy emblem appeared in his hand.

The    figure disappeared immediately, and when he reappeared, he entered a dimly lit room. In front of Black, the great knight Turalyon wearing a priest's robe is praying.

   He was not praying for himself, but for the dead in the city tonight.

   May the merciful Light bless their wicked souls, and may the bloodshed tonight be exchanged for the peace of the innocent.

  Black didn't bother the Great Knight.

   He didn't even hide his existence, he just appeared in the corner of the room so openly.

   pulled out a chair and sat there. After waiting patiently for nearly ten minutes, Turalyon put down the Rosary Beads and the Book of Holy Light in his hands, and reached out to hold the Great Royal Sword beside him.

   This sword was once the saber of Marshal Lothar.

  Because of Turalyon's outstanding performance when he served as the adjutant of the marshal, Lothar gave this sword that followed his entire life as a gift to the young great knight after he woke up.

  Turalyon sees it as a duty and an honor, and takes this sword with him wherever he goes.

   "Don't draw your sword, your own."

   Black said in a low voice, put the holy emblem and a commission in his hand on the ground, and pushed it towards the great knight.

  Turalyon picked up the thing, opened it and saw that the expression on the cheek, which was not handsome but very majestic of the Holy Light, became strange.

   "A Templar Assassin recognized by His Holiness the Pope?"

  The Great Knight glanced at the pirate and said:

   "Why haven't I heard that the church has this institution?"

   "Because you don't have enough secrecy level, great knight. Believe me, the Pope didn't tell you to protect you."

  Black spread his hands and said:

   "You will be able to confirm my identity in a moment, I have been in constant contact with Grand Knight Saidan Dassault, and no one knows of our existence except him and the Pope and an archbishop.

   But we, the dark walkers, have done more to the cause of the Light than you, the Paladins who walk in the sun.

   This is not a boast, it is a fact.

   You will find out later.

   But I am not here tonight to make friends with you. I want you to convey a very important message to His Holiness the Pope through the channels of the Church. "

   The pirate's voice became serious, and he said:

"Another branch of the Way of the Light among the stars, your fellow believers, are suffering horribly in another world, and I have seen their leaders pray to the Light in prophecy, and have seen them being slaughtered .

   They are looking for hope in a daze, and they think that hope can only be given to them by the Holy Light.

   I learned that the Quel'dorei elves are planning a journey to the orc world of Draenor.

   They seek knowledge from outside the realm and a powerful relic called the Atama Crystal.

   Perhaps His Majesty can take the opportunity to place the power of the Holy Light in it and go to the world destroyed by war to verify the prophecies of us dark walkers.

  The great cause of the Holy Light will surely rise from this! "

   (end of this chapter)