Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 698 29. Clearly priced justice

   "What were you doing just now? You didn't respond to my call right away. If I hadn't known your character, I would have thought that you finally made up your mind and left me."

   On the second floor of the Red Jack Tavern, Black spoke to his loyal servant.

   His irresponsible guess immediately drew a dissatisfied retort from Xal'atas.

   Miss Void Essence shouted:

   "How can you humiliate me so much? My little master, my loyalty to you can be seen from the sun and the moon! I was just busy dealing with the dragon mother and settling down."

   "Huh? You've already arrived at Blackrock Mountain?"

  Blake asked in surprise:

   "So fast?"

"Of course."

  Xalatas proudly whistled like a hooligan and said:

   "With your warning in advance, I was ready to evacuate, and the dragon mother also praised my sharpness and determination, and I have completely gained the trust of this poor old mother dragon.

   As long as I get Nefarian, the entire Black Dragonflight will fall into my hands.

   Ha, these days remind me of the good old days.

   In those days, I was not as "virtuous and virtuous" as I am now with you. At that time, I was addicted to spreading darkness and despair, and harvesting those fallen and sad souls.

   Now that I’m going back to my old business, I still feel a little sense of accomplishment. "

   "Nefarian is not as easy to deal with as you think. The Black Dragon Prince has inherited the ambitions of Deathwing, but he is blue in the dark and cunning aspect.

   It doesn't see Deathwing's failure as a catastrophe like the other black dragons.

   An ambitious guy like him will only see it as the beginning of his own era. "

  Black expressed pessimism about Saratas' blind optimism.

   He will use the power of the void of Xal'atas to place a void mark on the second lieutenant of the Void Spirit Vengeance Army, who is kneeling and trembling in front of him.

   As the pirates said before, this void mark will continuously absorb void power and inject it into the energy of the void spirit. If it can't get rid of it within a year, this sad guy will be completely transformed into void life.

   For the Void Spirit, which is an energy body, it is an extremely terrifying fate.

   What's even more tragic is that in the face of a Void Essence of the level of Xalatas, this guy who is extremely resistant to Void power is completely unable to resist.

   It can only accept the fate of serving pirates.

   But its encounter did not arouse anyone's curiosity or attention.

   Even the murlocs no longer pay attention to this little man, and Blake is too busy chatting with Sataras about the Black Dragon Army, and doesn't have much time to pay attention to his "new cannon fodder".

   "Nefarian will not give in so easily, even if there is a dragon mother, and for Sinestra, between her son and her daughter, she is not sure who she trusts more."

   Black said to Xalatas:

   "For many years, the Black Dragon Legion has been operating in hiding under the leadership of Nefarian, and when Deathwing does not appear, Nefarian is the real number two.

   Its reputation in the Black Dragonflight is unmatched by you.

  Even if you save those desolate black dragons, once you have a conflict with it, it is destined to have no good results.

   So, don't be so **** it, if the black dragon prince doesn't agree with the black dragon's migration, you don't have to fight it hard, just go to Draenor with the black dragon that obeys you. "

   "No no no, little master, I admit that your dark wisdom makes sense, but trust me, this time Nefarian has to obey me!"

  Xalatas let out a short and weird laugh, and she vowed to say:

   "Before, I didn't have the confidence to overwhelm it, but in this early warning and transfer process, after I gained the true trust of the Dragon Mother, I already learned a secret from her.

   I don't have to convince the black dragons to come with me to Draenor at all.

   That world is their destination! "

   Miss Void Essence laughed and said:

   "Before Deathwing went to Dalaran to do things, it learned from that idiot Reid that the world of Draenor was not dead yet, and sent his servants to inform the Mother of Dragons.

   Ask Sinestra to take the various dragon eggs collected by the Black Dragon Legion over thousands of years and go to the world of Draenor to corrupt the eggs with the Void Bloodline and hatch them again as a new member of the Black Dragon Legion.

  Deathwing is just like you, little master.

   You all saw the potential of the world of Draenor, and you all made the same choice.

   This can only be said that heroes see the same thing.

Ha ha.

   Now we are under the orders of Deathwing to recruit the remaining black dragons in Blackrock Spire to join this operation. What's the use of Nefarian's reputation?

   Don't the black dragons dare to resist the orders of Deathwing and the Dragon Mother? "

   "It really won't resist, but you also underestimate Nefarian."

  Black is still not too optimistic.

   He reminded:

   "Deathwing devised and executed after the War of the Ancients, but it wasn't just this evil plan to corrupt the dragon eggs. As far as I know, Nefarian also had a secret order from his father.

   It has good reason to refuse this call.

   So I advise you not to have too much confidence.

   But as much as possible to get rid of the black dragons under his command, the more the better.

  The fewer black dragons in Blackrock Mountain, the more Nefarian has to rely on Red and his orthodox tribe. If everything goes well, maybe even Lord Nefarian will be used by us in the end.

   Go, my servant.

Wish you all the best. "

   "Well, look at me."

   Xalatas replied confidently, and then said:

   "Beyond the barrier between two worlds across the Dark Portal, my connection with the little master cannot be so close. It may take me days to answer your call.

   But I don't want to see my beloved little master in crisis.

  So, I will open up the half of the void power I left in your body to you, how to use it, with your clever little brain, I should have learned after seeing it so many times.

   But don't get too caught up in the dark warmth of the void

  I am too far from you, little master.

  You are in trouble, but I can't rush back to save you right away.

   In addition, the remains of the first batch of black dragons who died in battle have been secretly buried in the obsidian holy place by my clansmen. If the owner has time, he can go to 'collect the goods'.

   are all very fresh ingredients.

  Say hello to the Nagfar for me, don't forget to remember my goodness when she enjoys the 'delicious meal' I brought, hehehe. "

   In a long string of seductive and charming laughter, Xal'atas made a wet kiss goodbye, and she disappeared into the pirate's ear.

On the character card in front of Blake, the divine power of "Salatas Legacy of the Void" in the divine power column has also entered an active state. As Miss Void Essence said, this is her "self-protection" for Blake. Power".

   "I'm crazy to use it"

   Pirates scoffed at this.

   he whispered:

   "The best way to resist temptation is to not touch it in the first place. If you want to resist the omni-directional corrosion of the void, now I almost mean it.

  Oh, if I didn't know what kind of guy you are, I would really be deceived by your 'sweet words'.

   Salatas, O Salatas.

  If you want to get me, you have to work harder. "

—

That night, after participating in the celebration banquet at Longmian Temple and accepting the praise of the three dragon kings, the energetic Prince Arthas Menethil, accompanied by his two attendants, took the help of the blue dragon. The portal came from the dragonbone wilderness in the faraway Northrend continent to the southern border city in the eastern continent in an instant.

  This is the heart of Stormwind Kingdom, the ruling core of House Wrynn, the city of Stormwind surrounded by lush Elwynn Forest.

   "Ah, Stormwind! The last time I was here I was a baby."

   Arthas walked out of the mage tower in the mage area, which had been rebuilt for the most part, and stood at the height of the spiral staircase, overlooking the entire Stormwind City.

  The reconstruction of this city, which was destroyed by the hands of the orcs, has not yet been completed. On the edge of the city, you can still see densely built scaffolding and busy workers.

  The occupancy rate of the city is not high, and many of the original "city people" still live in the Westfall and Goldtown or the East Valley Logging Farm.

  The king intends to invite his people to return to their hometowns after the reconstruction of the city is completed, but some civilians who are called to return early, and occasionally go to the construction site of the Mason Brotherhood to help dust and move a few bricks.

   Build your country and your new life in this way.

   "Varian did a good job ruling his city."

   Alsace exclaimed.

   The two guards behind him also nodded in agreement.

  Although the city in front of you is not as prosperous as Lordaeron, considering that the city was still in ruins a year ago, it has been restored to this extent, which has proved the ability of the rulers of Stormwind Kingdom.

   "Come on, let's meet Varian first."

The little prince glanced at the box with a bow in his hand. He quickly walked down the mage tower, rented three horses from the mage, and walked along the road at the edge of the city's river. After ten minutes of galloping, he came to Wat Stormwind Keep where Rion Wrynn lives.

   King Varian, who had been informed in advance by the mages, and his loyal intelligence chief were greeted at the gate of the fortress.

   Seeing Arthas coming, a smile appeared on the young king's face. He strode forward and gave his little brother a warm hug when Arthas jumped off the warhorse.

   patted his shoulder again and said:

   "I heard Archmage Marin say that you did a great thing in the abandoned dwarf city in the wetlands! He said that you saved the Red Dragon Queen and destroyed the Dragonmaw clan?

   Well done!

  I knew that you will have a legendary life. This is the beginning of your legend. Come, come, come to my study and tell me this legendary story. "

   "We might be able to talk as we walk."

   Arthas laughed, his expression became serious, he handed the wooden box in his arms to Varian, and said proudly:

   "I did it! I performed the justice I swore, this is the first vindication for Marshal Lothar, it will not be the last, I promise!"

"Um?"

  Varian took the box suspiciously, opened it and glanced at it. The black head placed inside made the king's expression serious. Shaw stepped forward to check, and quickly identified the identity of the head through the assassin's method.

   "Jorazie Ravenholdt."

   He whispered something in the king's ear, and Varian nodded.

  The young king looked at Arthas who was standing straight in front of him. He grinned and said nothing, just patted Arthas on the shoulder behind him.

   "Let's go then."

   A group of storm guards brought horses for the king, and he got on his horse and said to Arthas:

   "There is still a long way to go from Stormwind to Northshire Abbey, we can reach the Abbey before dark, and we can stay there tonight.

  You can tell Marshal Lothar what you think.

  I will be with you. "

   "I'll go alone."

  Alsace also got on his horse, grinned and said in a low voice:

   "I heard that your fiancée is in town. You should probably spend more time with her."

   "Where did you learn the slang words?"

   Varian glared at him and said:

   "Tiffany will understand my no-show tonight, she's a very sensible girl. I'll arrange a private dinner tomorrow morning to formally introduce you to her.

   Do you want to go back to Northern Xinjiang? "

   "Not going back."

   Alsace stretched himself on horseback and said:

   "I'm going to stay here for a while, maybe a dozen days, and then I'm going to start my long journey. They said I can come back in half a year.

   But I think, I may need longer.

   Someone gave me interesting information, I'm off to start my expedition. Oh yeah, almost forgot about this! "

  The little prince took out the scroll from his saddle and threw it back to Shaw. He said:

   "This is the letter that Master Black asked me to give to you, Lord Shaw. He said that you will be ecstatic after reading it. In addition, this battle of Grim Batol was also planned by Master Black himself.

  I have truly seen the daunting dark wisdom of that master. How dare I provoke him like that before? I'm really lucky not to be killed by him. "

   "Black?"

   Shaw raised his eyebrows. He rode the war horse and was a few positions behind the king. He opened the scroll right away, glanced at it carefully, and then sighed helplessly.

   He whispered to Varian:

   "Your Majesty, I may have to take a long vacation in half a month."

"Um?"

   The young king was stunned for a moment, and he asked with concern:

   "Did something happen?"

   "No, just my 'Master Trial' is about to begin."

   Shaw handed Varian the scroll.

  The king took a general look and asked again:

   "Hasn't Ravenholdt been destroyed by Master Black and his friends? Why is this 'Master Trial' still preserved?"

   "All that was destroyed was the rotten and dark Ravenholdt, Your Majesty."

   Shore explained softly:

   "But those fine traditions that belonged to the Assassins have not been abolished. Obviously, our Lord Uncrowned, believes that the Master Trial is one of these 'virtues'.

   I must go to the trial grounds according to his request.

   I have to complete this trial to prove MI7's place in the assassin circle.

   and the lost honor of the Shore family, which I must take back with my own hands. "

   "Well, I support you."

   Varian nodded and said:

   "Choose a few for you from the weapons and armor that House Wrynn has collected, Shaw, you deserve it."

   "Your Majesty."

  Shore sighed and said:

   "Please read this letter patiently, his last words are for you."

   The intelligence director said helplessly:

   "Black's help in killing Jorazi Ravenholdt is not free, and the fact that this head was sent to Marshal Lothar's seat means that we have to pay a fee for it.

   This is indeed the belated justice of the marshal.

   But this justice is clearly marked. "

"what?"

  Varian hurriedly picked up the scroll and turned it to the end. The amount of money made the king feel pain. He curled his lips and said:

   "It's really expensive to ask him to do it."

  The king sighed with emotion.

   Arthas beside him whispered:

   "Don't be afraid, Varian, I know that Stormwind Kingdom is financially tight, so I wrote to my sister, Lordaeron Kingdom will also pay two-thirds of the reward for this justice."

   "Also, it's a little more expensive, but it's worth the money."

   (end of this chapter)