Shadow Trails in Azeroth

In Ravenholdt's stronghold in Dalaran, the young intelligence agent Jack nervously wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He was writing an urgent report on his counter.

The content is that Ravenholdt's high-level assassin, "Orc Killer" Black Shaw appeared in Dalaran and reported the death of Gul'dan to the organization.

He is a very smart man.

Being able to be sent as an intelligence agent in a city like Dalaran has proven that he is a "key training target" in the organization.

He knew that what Blake just said was not for him.

Instead, he must use his mouth to convey it to the top management of the organization.

Black has won another epic victory for Ravenholdt Manor, and he is asking the organization to give him a title and power relative to his merits.

For a huge organization like Ravenholdt, the title of Master Assassin cannot be given casually.

The emergence of a master means that there will be another faction in the organization.

It was not difficult for Jack to think that once his letter was sent out, a major earthquake would definitely occur inside Ravenholdt Manor, which was currently preparing to assist the Alliance in completing the decisive battle against the tribe.

but.

They have indeed hunted and killed two orc legends. Such achievements are shown here. If the Assassin Alliance does not respond at all, it will really be chilling.

"Jack."

"ah?"

Black's voice suddenly sounded behind Jack, startling the young intelligence agent.

He is also a high-level assassin.

But before Blake spoke out, he was not aware of Blake's presence at all.

This means that the ubiquitous shadow's love for Blake has reached a level that Jack cannot reach.

"Since you were sent to Dalaran, you must be very familiar with the local area. So, can you do me two personal favors?"

The pirate chuckled lightly, patted the "young man" who was older than him on the shoulder, took something out of his bag, put it next to Jack's hand, and said:

"I use this as payment."

Jack glanced at his hand.

What Blake placed there was an exquisite wand. The forearms are long and short, with slender magic rubies polished at both ends, and the handle is made of the finest yew wood.

Just by putting it there, you can see a layer of psychedelic light beating.

High-end magic items!

Absolutely!

Jack's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he instantly judged with his vicious eyes that this thing was priceless.

Ravenholdt does not prohibit members from entrusting work to each other.

In fact, the organization allows this kind of behavior, and the top management believes that in peacetime, such behavior can effectively prevent the skills and combat effectiveness of members within the organization from slipping.

But one thing is that bounties and tasks targeting companions cannot be posted.

"What kind of service do you need me to provide you?"

Jack rubbed his fingers on the wand and asked:

"Is it information, or is it?"

"No, no, no, just two very simple tasks."

The pirate walked to the counter, casually picked up a ceramic ornament on the counter, put it in his hand to play with, and said casually:

"I am in love with the sea now and plan to expand my career on the sea in the future. Life on land disgusts me. I have already acquired several boats.

But the lack of crew is a big problem.

As it happens, I learned some local rumors in Dalaran today. "

Blake glanced at Jack and said:

"I just heard from my sources that the orcs of the Dragonmaw clan burned down a large area of ​​farms near Dalaran in the recent war, causing the farmers there to be displaced.

We are almost starving to death.

Master mages don't have time to care about those civilians, but I happen to need a lot of manpower right now.

So, can I personally entrust you with recruiting some sailors for me? "

The red-haired young man thought for a few seconds. He looked at Blake and said:

"So, Lord Black, how many sailors do you need to recruit locally?"

This change of title made the pirates very satisfied.

He put the ceramic ornament in his hand back to its original place, rubbed his chin and said:

"At least 300 people. As for time, the sooner the better.

Send them to the Beiliu coast outside the Silver Pine Forest. I will arrange for people to be there. When the time comes, a ship will naturally take them out to sea.

I am a person who values ​​fairness in my work, so I have to sign a work contract with them, which must be legally binding, start at least ten years, and have a good salary. "

"That's no problem, sir."

Jack said in a relaxed tone:

"I've also heard about those displaced farmers. It's not that the mages in Dalaran don't want to help them, it's just that the war on the frontline is urgent now, and all supplies must be given priority to the needs of the army.

And you don’t need any salary, my lord.

Those farmers are having such a bad time now that they are willing to accept any job as long as they are given the food to feed their families. If there are three to four hundred people, it will be very easy. "

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Blake smiled and said:

"The second thing is, I need you to do me a simple favor. Can you deliver a letter to Master Antonidas's mage tower?"

"Master Antonidas?"

Jack's smile froze on his face, and the priceless high-end wand he held in his hand became hot to the touch.

He just knew it.

With such a good reward, what you have to do is definitely not easy.

"What? Can't do it?"

Blake shook his head in disappointment and said:

"That's really a pity. I originally planned to recruit you into my faction as my recruiter after becoming a master.

It seems that your ability is not as outstanding as I thought. "

"No, Lord Black."

Jack's heart felt hot, he thought about it, clenched his fists and said:

"I can do it!

Please wait a moment, I will make arrangements immediately, but the most I can do is send a letter in. Please understand that Master Antonidas is the leader of Dalaran, and there is really nothing I can do under his eyes."

"It doesn't matter, a letter is enough."

The pirate smiled again.

He nodded to Jack, carried the magic suitcase and walked out of the store. A few seconds later, he came back, opened the door, and gave a friendly reminder to Jack who was sweating:

"The origin of the thing I gave you is a bit 'hot'. It is no exaggeration to say that with your current ability, you cannot cope with the trouble it brings.

So, hurry up and take action.

May you live to see us next, Jack.

If you are still alive at that time, I will definitely fulfill my promise. "

After saying that, Black turned around, put on his top hat, and quickly disappeared into the night of Dalaran, while Jack glanced at the wand in his hand that was emitting beautiful light.

He doesn't have a headache about taking action.

As long as you are a qualified mage, you can see the value of this elf-style wand. The best thing is that there are many people who know the goods in Dalaran.

Jack could easily make a fortune from it.

This also made him feel better about the possibility of losing a horse boy.

That was a message sent to the mage tower of the leader of Dalaran. The Ma Zi who changed hands was definitely exposed, and Jack had to be prepared to deal with it in advance.

I hope that the unlucky guy who is about to be sacrificed by the big shot's personal affairs will not be locked up in the Violet Prison. That is not a good place.

——

Two hours later, at midnight.

On the streets of Dalaran, a man wearing a Gilnean merchant's dress and a top hat was carrying a magic suitcase and leaning on a cane.

Wandering alone on the cold streets.

Blake felt the magic effect covering his body.

That's a magical feeling.

His height has been compressed a bit, and his skin has also turned slightly yellow as he remembered it.

When he walked to the street corner not far from the mage tower of Archmage Antonidas, he looked around and sat on a bench under the lit magic street lamp.

Putting the cane aside, he took out a small mirror from his pocket and looked at the face in front of him.

He has black hair, black eyes, is slightly chubby, the bridge of his nose is a bit flat, and he has a not too thick beard. When he smiles, his eyes are always squeezed together, just like an old cat.

Have a friendly face.

"It's only been three months, and I'm already not used to you."

Blake touched his cheek, looked at the face in the mirror, and said to himself:

"Hello, me."

This face is the one from his previous life.

That was a past that could no longer be retrieved, and one could only use this kind of disguise magic to relive old dreams. This somewhat gave the pirate a trace of girlish sadness in his eyes.

This is an emotion that should not appear in a pirate captain.

This will greatly damage the fierce and cold image he has been working hard to create, and it will tell others that he has weaknesses! He can be bullied!

This is a taboo for a pirate

The magical street lamps on the streets of Dalaran are lit with magic by a white-bearded dwarf mage wearing a pointed mage hat at night, which emits a warm light.

It's not harsh.

Blake, who was sitting on the bench, cast a slightly fat shadow on the ground.

A Kirin Tor battle mage wearing a purple robe and patrolling with a staff passed by.

He glanced at Black who was sitting alone with some vigilance. The latter raised his head and showed a gentle smile to the cold-faced battle mage.

He pointed to his suitcase and then to the mage tower not far away.

The battle mage looked back, and there was a short figure wearing a robe walking out of Master Antonidas's mage tower and walking over there.

Then the battle mage understood.

This is an arranged meeting with a certain mage in the city. Then he no longer focused his vigilant eyes on Blake and left quickly with his staff.

Black shook his head. These battle mages of Dalaran were indeed as vigilant as the legend said, and they also had the arrogance of spellcasters.

Too bad it's too stupid.

It's really hard to like.

But he quickly adjusted his mood and turned his head to the other side.

On the other side of the street, Jaina Proudmoore, wearing a hood that covered her body and hair, slowly walked over. She was also looking at the fat businessman sitting on the bench in front of her with curious and wary eyes.

She had never met him.

But the little princess glanced at the note in her hand and took a few steps forward cautiously.

This note was sent to her room by the servant in the mage tower half an hour ago, saying that a guest from afar wanted to see her.

As the little princess of Kul Tiras, and as a genius since childhood, she studied magic under Master Antonidas. Little Jaina is very famous in both the human political circle and the circle of spellcasters.

She never paid attention to such "asking for an audience".

But the problem was that the note sent to her at this time contained a message that she could not ignore.

It is precisely for this reason that little Princess Gianna secretly ran out of the Mage Tower at midnight, when all mages were supposed to be meditating, and came to see this stranger.

She was not afraid of danger.

Although little Gianna is only ten years old, her magical talent is truly a genius.

If the stranger in front of her wants to hurt her, Jaina can solve most of the problems by herself without the help of others.

There is also a very powerful "senior brother" in the mage tower behind her.

She is not afraid.

But there was an inexplicable fear in her heart. In a mood mixed with expectation and anxiety, little Gianna walked quickly through the street holding an ice staff that was half taller than herself.

She stood five meters in front of Blake.

Holding a magic gem in his hand that could be activated at any time, with a slight sense of vigilance, he stared at the businessman sitting on the bench in front of him with his big sea-blue eyes.

she says:

"You said you brought news about my brother?"

"Um."

The pirate nodded and looked carefully at the face of the little princess in front of him. Her face was just like the memories floating in his heart, without fading.

"I brought a message and this gift to give to you."