Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 739 70. Idiot! I'm catching a big fish!

  Shore left, as quietly as he had come.

   But when he left, the leaders of MI7 had two more lethal forces in their hands. Although the two daggers made of a lot of Elementium Gems and Elementium Steel were only the prototype of the most deadly weapons, they were already enough to be lethal.

  It is closely connected with the shadow, which enables the user to manipulate the shadow and strengthen the power of his body.

   Falling into the hands of an already deadly guy like Shaw will only make him even more powerful.

   And having a commander and executor like Shaw to assist Windrunner mother and conduct a comprehensive investigation of Stormsong Valley, the base camp of the tide sages, finally reassures Black.

However, before Shaw really goes to Stormsong Valley, he has to help Kelsey finish Boralus Harbor. On the one hand, he is familiar with the behavior of Black's uncrowned men, and on the other hand, he is familiar with the weapons in his hands. .

   You can't always face the cultists right from the start.

   For masters, it takes time to get familiar with weapons.

   But this has nothing to do with Blake, who is the boss.

   In a relaxed and happy mood, he took a good and comfortable bath in the hot spring, and when midnight approached, he hugged Tan Reed who was sleeping beside him.

  The little murloc who hid under the water and babbled bubbles also floated up with a wet towel and stared at Tan Reed in front of him.

   looked at Blake again.

   There was a strange light in the murloc eyes.

  From the perspective of Pemberba, Tan Reid in front of him really looks very similar to Blake, especially the hair and forehead, as well as the shape of the eyes, are exactly the same.

   is a shrunken version of Blake Shaw, or Derek Proudmoore.

   "Really similar, right?"

  Black noticed the strange look in the little murloc's eyes.

   He asked the little idiot, and the little murloc nodded up and down while hiding in the hot spring.

   "But unfortunately, like me, he is the 'dregs' crystallization of the Proudmoore family."

  The pirate walked out of the hot spring with the sleeping Tan Reed, while complaining to the little fishman under his feet:

"Daelin gave all of his best blood to his daughters, resulting in his sons being inferior. Look at the magical power Jaina can exert at this age, and Fina , is already a legendary warrior at a young age.

  Look at the weakness of me and this little idiot.

   In the future, he will probably be the same as the me in the past, who can't do anything. "

   "Crack!"

   The little murloc swayed and followed behind Black. It raised its head and waved its claws at the pirate, as if to make its own suggestion, but Black shook his head and said:

   "No, you can't give him such dangerous powers. He's not Fina, he can't control those powers. I don't want Daelin to notice me again, and let him notice the weakness that grows in my heart.

   Besides, everyone in the family is a powerful guy, and an ordinary character should be used to reconcile it.

   There is nothing wrong with letting him live a peaceful life.

   is low-key enough to avoid being targeted. "

  Blake walked out of the hot spring and went back to the large rented room. He saw a few girls who had already dressed and were chatting with fruit wine in the large courtyard of the room.

   Jaina drinks juice.

   Little Mage understands that alcoholic beverages are not a healthy thing, it affects the minds of spellcasters.

   "Wow, Captain Smelly, you did a good job tonight."

  Xiao Xingxing was a little drunk, and when she saw Blake approaching, she waved her hand and said wildly:

   "You didn't peek tonight, not bad, really graceful."

   "I really should take a picture of you now and send it back to the magic hub, so that the blue dragons can take a good look at what their saviour heroes are doing."

  Blake complained, and handed Tan Reid, who was sleeping soundly in his hand, to Fina, and said to the girls:

   "Let's play, I'm going back to rest. I won't participate in your hunt tomorrow, and I'll come to see you off when you go back to the city.

   Then, see you in Drustvar. "

   "Hey, Mr. Black, are you going to Brother Arthur's wedding too?"

  Little Jaina blinked and asked with sparkling eyes:

   "Did that person ask you to participate on his behalf?"

   "No, it's not as complicated as you think."

  Black reached out and touched Jaina's head and said:

   "I'm just going there to deal with my business, and by the way, I'll go hiking and exploring. Okay, let's play, I'm going to rest."

   After a few minutes, the smelly pirate returned to his rented room.

   stretched his body, took out the after-school homework assigned by Dean Lanyue from his luggage, spent an hour doing three papers, and then picked up Gul'dan's Great Skull Tome to study the warlock magic in it.

   Just kept studying until the early hours of the morning, before falling asleep.

Early the next morning, he woke up on time at the previous time, opened a bottle of wine and rinsed his mouth, and then prepared to start a new day of study and work, but when he was about to start a big task to wake himself up, the servant in the big hot spring area He ran to report that a visitor had come to visit him.

   They sent a business card with an albatross logo on it.

   "Please come in, they are indeed my friends."

  Blake smiled and ordered the servant. After a while, amidst the clamor of the children, the group led them into the pirate's temporary residence.

   "Your Excellency Captain, salute you!"

   Connie, a little girl of the Nightborn wearing a sailor shirt that Kul Tiras children often wear, jumped up in front of Blake and gave him a sailor salute.

   Several other Nightborne children followed Connie's example and paid tribute to the captain.

   Black laughed and waved his hand, and his little murloc brought out a plate of Gnomeregan gummies, which made the children cheer and scream in surprise.

   Behind the children, came three men, two men and one woman.

  Hal and his elf wife, Villeni, are both wearing Gilneas-style dresses today. He wears a tall hat, which makes him look taller and won't be crushed by his elf wife.

   And the person standing next to the Hal couple is surprising enough.

   "Nate! You are finally alive? You look good."

  Black looked at his "chief fisherman" with a modest smile on his face, he stepped forward, patted Nat Pagle on the shoulder, looked at the priest's robe on him, and said:

   "What? Now a priest? Do you still like fishing?"

   "Of course, my dear Captain."

   Finally restored the once sunny fisherman Nat grinned and joked to Blake seriously:

   "Praising the tide is work, and enjoying fishing is life. I keep these two things separate. Thank you for your perseverance and help, Captain.

   Without your help, I would probably spend the rest of my life in a lunatic asylum. "

   "It's okay, just recover."

   Black patted his arm and said:

   "Go back early, Eudora is still waiting for you to catch fresh fish for her fleet with your amazing fishing rod and fishing skills. Everyone eats badly without you.

   Those ancestral turtle fishermen are no match for you, our sea giants are hungry all day long. "

   "Of course, I'd love to go back now."

  Nat very sunny said:

   "I miss the waters of my hometown, I miss the food of my hometown, Kul Tiras is all good, but the food is a little bad.

  I will go back to our island to help those in need, enjoy fishing, and tell everyone I know about the power and the canon of the tide.

  We are all sons of the tide, and we should all remember the bounty brought by the ocean. "

   "Well, as expected of a clergyman."

  Black raised his eyebrows and said to Nat:

   "Now we speak in one way.

   Okay, I'll take you back when I'm free, and have dinner with me at noon today. I know you are good at making fish soup, so I'll ask you to catch a few fish nearby and present a feast to me and these children.

   Here, take this.

   This is your favorite walrus rod I have always kept for you. "

  The smelly pirate took out a fine crafted fishing rod from his luggage and stuffed it into Nat's hand, who walked towards the nearby glacier with a small bucket on his face.

  The best large bass in Tiragarde Sound can be caught in the glacier near Kennings Camp, perfect for gravy and sashimi.

  Blake watched with a smile as Nate and the kids who were going to catch crabs left with their buckets, and the pirate's expression squeaked as they disappeared outside the house.

   The magic eyeballs on his shoulders twirled and looked at the Howls, whose faces were equally ugly.

   He took up the dwarf pipe and said:

   "Tell me, what's going on? How did Nat become like this? Is he really a devout follower of the Church of the Storm?"

   "Not just devout believers, Captain."

  Hal also took out the very popular local sailor tobacco from his arms, pinched a black pipe and held it in his mouth, and his elf wife gently lit him on fire.

  The two men were sitting together, and in a smoky haze, Hal whispered to Black in a tangled tone:

   "Nat is very powerful now. According to his own words, when he was fishing in the sea outside the Temple of Storms, he met a sage of the sea with a high status in the church.

  The latter was satisfied with Nat's talent for communicating with the sea, and wanted to promote Nat to full priesthood.

   But these are secondary.

   The real trouble is Nat's illness.

   When we first got to Kul Tiras, he was indeed cured by the tidesages, and seemed to be back to the Nat Pagle I knew who was always full of sunshine on life.

   But what happened after Nat gave me a little creepy, Captain. "

  Hal shook his body.

   His elf wife looked left and right, and said to Black in a low voice:

   "Captain, Hal and I suspect that the Haixians may have injected something more dangerous into him while cleansing Nat of his illness.

  I'm an elf. I grew up in Suramar. Although I don't know magic, I have seen many things that mages can do with magic.

  I think Nat is now under the control of spirit magic.

   He would spread the Creed of the Church of the Storm to everyone he met, sang the tide of the tide several times a day, and he would hide in his room and whisper to himself after midnight at night. "

   "Yes! The biggest change was when he was fishing."

  Hal breathed out a smoke ring sadly and said to Black:

   "I've been fishing with him a lot these days, and you know, Captain, Nat's very good at fishing, and he can always catch big fish if he wants to.

   But he is different now.

He would throw all the fish he caught back into the water, and often he couldn't catch a single fish in the afternoon. Every time I asked him why he did this, he would tell me with a smile on his face that he was catching a big fish. !

   He said that every time, and I was really frightened by him. "

   "Why didn't you write to me when something like this happened?"

   Black asked.

  Hall and Villeni looked at each other, and Villeni whispered in a stunned tone:

   "We wrote four letters, Captain, you. Have you never received them?"

   "Well, **** it!"

  Black immediately realized the problem.

   He thought about it and said to the Hals:

   "Go and bring the children back, and then tell Nat that I am very interested in the teachings of the Church of the Storm. Can you invite him to come to my room later and tell me the secret of the tide in detail."

   "Captain, are you going to deal with Nat?"

  Hall said nervously:

   "Although he has changed a bit, he has always been grateful to you. That kind of gratitude is not fake. Don't hurt him."

   "I just wanted to see what happened to him."

  Black moved his fingers and said:

   "It was Nat who came instead of the high-ranking Haixian of the Church of the Storms, which shows that Nat did not leak my information, and that alone is enough for me to trust him.

  Don't worry, I'll bring back the Nat Pagle you know.

   Now, pick up the children and go to the warm place to relax, and when you come back, Nat's problem will be almost solved. "

  The Hals were still a little worried, but they believed in the captain's wisdom, so they obediently left the house.

  Black whistled at the little fishman, and Pemberpa ran out immediately. After a while, Natalie Selin, who lived nearby, was invited over.

   "I need you to bring out what's in Nat Pagle's mind."

  The pirates didn’t talk nonsense, and said directly to the black-robed ship doctor:

   "It should be something related to the void. Hal said it was infused by the sea sages, but I don't think so. If it is the dark power of sea sages, Nat's change should be more drastic.

  I suspect that something in that luminous luminous pearl is at work. "

   "But Nat Pagle has regained his sanity. He is not like those who are insanely infected by the void. He has been able to control his mind."

   Natalie said suspiciously:

   "His situation is really rare."

   "So, I suspect he may be like you, my ship doctor."

   Black shrugged, looked at Sellin, and said:

   "Belonging to the kind of guy who is "blessed" by the void, considering that Nat's spiritual vision is already surprisingly high, so my guess is very likely to be true.

  Nate learned from Haixian to maintain his mind while surrounded by the illusion of the void.

   And he went one step further, he conquered his fears, made those seductions a part of him, and wrapped himself in the entanglement of the void.

   He is not a tidesage.

   He is something more special. I have to see his new form with my own eyes so that I can make a more accurate judgment.

   Anyway, get ready. "

  The pirate leaned back in his chair, exhaled a puff of smoke, and looked at the sunlight outside the window.

He says:

   "Let me see what the 'big fish' my 'friend' Nat Pagle is trying to catch."

   (end of this chapter)