Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Ten minutes later, the "Nanhai Town Fishing Competition" ended.

Nat predictably lost.

Blake caught four fish, but he only caught two, and Blake caught the fish with an unbaited hook, which was much better than the homemade dense bait he used.

"Do I really want to go to your ship?"

Nat didn't try to deny it. He just said with hesitation and lack of confidence:

"But I know nothing except fishing and dreaming. I would rather go on a boat, broaden my horizons, travel around the world, and visit Kalimdor by the way.

See if the scenery there is the same as in my dream.

But I'm afraid I won't fit into your boat. "

"Don't be afraid, the crew members on my ship are all good people, they are all friendly. Take this, and then you find a time to go to sea to Tol Barad. You know that place, right?"

Blake popped out an elf gold coin and put it in Nat's hand. He said to the fisherman:

"Show this to the people over there, and they will know that I asked you to go, and they will definitely treat you in the most friendly way. Well, if you feel a little scared by yourself."

The pirate patted Nat on the shoulder and said:

"You can take your friend Hal with you, you just need to convince him. The treatment there is very good, and I give you a salary every month. I have a much better future than staying in this small town.

If Hal doesn't want to go, you tell him so."

Black said something in Nat's ear, and Nat said suspiciously:

"Is this really good? I remember those people said that the elves can't"

"Shh!"

The pirate made a silent gesture and said:

"I'm not as good as you at fishing, but you don't understand the thoughts of young people as well as me. Don't worry, Hal will definitely go with you. As for the customs of the elves, don't worry about it.

They will obey, trust me. "

"Well, it was nice chatting with you today, Nat. I'll see you on the boat."

As he spoke, Blake waved to the water, and the little fish man rushed out of the water with a cry, covered in water stains, jumped into Blake's arms, and waved his fist at Nat with wide eyes.

"You cheated!"

The fisherman finally realized that he was not defeated in terms of technology.

But Blake wouldn't give him a chance to go back on his word.

The pirate blinked and said:

"It's just about the competition, but you didn't say you can't cheat, right? Nat, Nat, you are still too young. Look at how funny I am. Believe me, you will definitely have a great time on my boat.

I'm leaving for Dalaran.

Please tell Mayor Mareb for me that the town is very clean and there are no defense loopholes. I will put in a few good words for him to the top military officials. "

After saying that, Black put the little murloc on his shoulders and walked towards the military gryphon pen at the dock. After the Wildhammer dwarves joined the Alliance, these brave and fast flying mounts finally became popular.

Nat, carrying two fishing rods on his back, watched Black leave surrounded by the enthusiasm of several officers. He also saw several low-level officers asking Black for his autograph.

On the pirate's shoulder, the little fish man kept making faces at Nat, probably angry that he had tried very hard but still couldn't stop the two fish from biting Nat's hook.

The fisherman glanced at the elf gold coin in his hand.

This thing is exquisite.

And when it touches the skin, there will be a slight coolness, as if it goes straight into the soul. It looks like a very expensive treasure, but Mr. Black handed it to him casually.

"He must be a big shot."

Nat put away the gold coins with a headache.

As he said, he was actually quite satisfied with his current life, but since he had agreed to work on the ship, he had better not default on his debt.

Fortunately, my good friend Hal went with me.

Thinking of this, Nat suddenly felt relieved. When he thought that he had the opportunity to visit the places in his dream, his mood suddenly improved.

He quickly came to Hal's house and shouted to Hal, who was packing his luggage and seemed to be really planning to join the army:

"Hal, I found a good job for you! There is a generous captain who invites the two of us to work on the ship. We will be paid every month.

You will no longer be despised by the girl you love just because you can't afford a farm. "

"Captain? Going to the sea? I won't go."

Hal's anger had subsided by now. He looked back at Nat and said:

"I'm going to join the army, you know."

"But the captain told me that he knew some single elf girls with hot and open personalities!"

Nat repeated what Black taught him to Hal and said:

"He said he could introduce it to you. The captain seemed like a decent man. He chatted with me for a long time. I felt like he wouldn't lie."

"Elves?"

Hal suddenly raised his head and said with bright eyes:

"The one with pointed ears and a good figure? Is it as beautiful as the high elves we saw in Tarren Mill?"

"Uh, I don't know."

Nat grabbed his hair and said:

"But since they are elves, they should all have pointed ears, right? And the captain said that his ship is still in Tol Barad."

"Let's go!"

Hal grabbed the packed clothes on the bed, excitedly took Nat's arm and rushed to the dock.

As he walked, he said:

"Tol Barad, I know how to get there. Head west from Paladin Bay and follow the ocean current. It's only three days' journey. We can set off with some dry food and water."

"But aren't you going to join the army? Hal, me"

"Shut up, Nat! No matter how good Marshal Lothar's army is, he will never give me a wife. It's all your weird dreams that have made me want to find an elf wife since I was a child.

It's all your fault, Nat.

You need to take responsibility! Let's go, stop talking, let's find a wife and go to sea! "

——

What should the Magic City look like?

Are there traces of magic everywhere, all over the mage towers, and the streets are full of mages?

Or should it be majestic and mighty, like the city of Lordaeron?

The answer is, neither.

When Blake landed on the spire flying platform on the edge of Dalaran City in the afternoon sunshine, what came into view was a rather desolate city.

There are very mysterious violet domes and white towers of different heights.

And the planned wide streets are very charming.

But there is nothing lively here.

It was very different from the overcrowded Dalaran in Blake's memory.

He used the Orb of Deception on the way, which changed his appearance into a Gilnean businessman with a suitcase and a big belly, wearing a top hat and holding a cane in his hand.

There is no way for the little fishman to pretend.

It was lying in the lining pocket of Blake's coat, its eyes wide open, and it curiously looked at the city in front of it with many slender and towering mage towers.

Blake was like a tourist, wandering around the quiet city of Dalaran.

The city is of course much larger than in the game.

According to Black's estimation, it would take several hours to walk around on foot, and there are many places that are prohibited to non-mage professionals.

There are also battle mages wearing violet shirts and holding staffs patrolling back and forth on the streets.

Outside the city gate, there were many farmers hired from the surrounding areas as workers, repairing the city wall that was damaged by the orcs' red dragons during the war, and that place seemed noisy.

It is in sharp contrast to the desolation elsewhere.

However, the buildings here are really interesting.

Most of the large and small towers in the city, including the places where civilians live, have purple bud-shaped spiers, and there are also round domes.

There is also the magical pattern of violet patterns that twist back and forth, which can be seen everywhere in Dalaran.

This thing is not only the official emblem of Dalaran City, but also a magic flow embellishment that human mages often use when casting spells.

It has to be said that the mages chose this kind of beautiful and mysterious pattern as their symbol. It was a stroke of genius. At a glance, ordinary people can perceive the "mystery and power" of magic.

But that thing can only deceive people who don’t know how to do it.

Blake was now considered a spellcaster, and the inner meaning of those lines could not be deceived. After half an hour of sightseeing, the pirate lost interest in this magic city full of secrets.

too big.

We can't just ride out the hell horse.

Moreover, many places in the city have activated mage towers for reconnaissance, so they cannot sneak in at will. The battle mages patrolling the streets also make pirates very insecure.

He followed the direction in his memory and came to the Magic Commercial Street, intending to buy some materials.

There are shops all over this street selling various magic materials. It is built on the outskirts of Dalaran City. It is a V-shaped street, and the shape of the shops is different from those exaggerated and gorgeous mage towers.

Most of the shops here have flat roofs, and some of the more famous shops are decorated with purple bud-shaped spires, which means that they are doing business related to mysterious arcane magic.

The pirate held a list in his hand.

After going around in several magic shops, he finally bought all these rare materials, which cost him a lot of money.

But these materials are very important.

Especially in what the pirate is going to do next, without these gadgets, the big thing he has been planning will not be possible.

After just walking around in a circle, it was already evening.

Blake relaxed his shoulders, looked around, reached into his pocket, took out a letter, and put it into the magic mailbox on the street.

That was to remind Merry Dongfeng that he was already here, so that the old mage could be prepared to receive him.

"Tsk tsk, magic fountain!"

Blake walked forward for a while and came to the central square of Dalaran, and then saw the legendary wishing fountain on the edge of the square.

This is a very magical place and one of the mysterious legends of Dalaran.

It is said that this fountain has magical powers. If you write your wishes on a coin, throw it in, and sincerely pray to the arcane magic, your wishes will come true.

This rumor has spread like crazy in the human kingdom.

Even farmers in the countryside know this.

Blake walked over and took a look. Under this small lion's mouth fountain, at the bottom of the clear pool, there was a whole layer of coins of various colors piled up.

From the lowest copper coins, to shiny gold coins, to rare elf coins, they are all there.

It seems that there are many people who make wishes, but there are probably very few people who can make their wishes come true.

"It's here now, right?"

Blake looked around and took out a copper coin from his pocket. After thinking about it, he changed it to a silver coin and was about to engrave it.

He gritted his teeth again and exchanged it for gold coins.

Then he picked up the knife and carved a line of words. When he was about to throw it in, he turned the gold coin over and carved another line of words on the back.

Then he clasped his hands together with satisfaction, closed his eyes, prayed a few words, and threw it away.

"Crack"

The gold coins entered the water and made small splashes. Looking at the ripples, the pirate's mood improved a little, but then he shook his head.

There is no way to fountain, this is too childish.

He is a vicious pirate!

How can you believe this?

"If you dare not fulfill my wish, I will tear you apart next time I come here!"

Blake said something fiercely to the small fountain and stretched his body. As soon as he started, he heard a noise from the street behind him.

He looked back and saw that there was a commotion at the door of a tavern. A few drunken young mages rolled up their sleeves and were arguing. He didn't know what they were arguing about.

But the pirates were keen to see something disharmonious.

Outside the crowd, a few sneaky guys were dragging a drunk girl into a dark alley.

"No way! Is it so effective?"

The pirate's eyes widened for a moment, then he looked back at the still quiet little fountain.

He said:

"But are you fulfilling Drake's wish? Or Blake's wish? Hey, there's a big difference between the two. Don't pretend to be dead, you bastard!"