Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 410 119. Shock! Blake's ancestor is actually...

"What did you say? Have an 'academic exchange' with Dalaran? Why do you suddenly have such an idea?"

In the cabin of the Nag'far docked across the strait of Kaudala Island, Dean Elya Blue Moon, who was undergoing the final stage of repair work on the Skull of Gul'dan, frowned and stopped the work at hand. .

She looked at Blake, who was making serious suggestions in front of her, and said:

"Tell me, what conspiracy are you planning again?"

"Dean, this is your fault. Why do you always think that I am planning a conspiracy when I do things?"

The pirate who just returned from Kaodala Island said:

"As a student of Nathalas College and a disciple of your dean, I occasionally think about the future of the college. We have a long history and a glorious past, although we have been in decline for a short period of time.

But now that we have to decide to rebuild, we naturally have to take back the name we had 10,000 years ago.

Ten thousand years ago, our Narthalas Academy was the best magic academy in the Elf Empire, and it trained so many magic princes and high-level spellcasters for Queen Azshara.

What an honor that is? "

Blake spread his hands and said eloquently:

"What was possible ten thousand years ago, won't it be possible ten thousand years later? I believe in you, dean, and the teaching ability of the tutors. What we lack now is a good source of students.

This is inseparable from fame.

My idiot compatriots who live in the eastern continent know Dalaran when it comes to magic, and those who are a little knowledgeable can even name Quel'Thalas, but that's about it.

If Nasarath College wants to recruit students with good qualifications, it must first make a name for itself. "

Having said this, Blake rolled his eyes, finally revealed his fox tail, and said to Dean Lanyue:

"The so-called reshaping of legends should start with defeating legends. Silvermoon City is too far away. We will deal with the group of high elves later and start practicing from Dalaran.

Use our powerful magical knowledge to defeat them with dignity! "

"Dalaran is in the eastern continent."

Dean Lanyue glanced at Blake and said leisurely:

"I can't leave you and go there alone, can I?"

"Oh, Dean, I've said it so straightforwardly, so stop pretending to be confused."

Blake lowered his voice and said:

"The expression on your face when you asked Amber Cliff before can't be hidden from me. You really want to take advantage of the fleet's rest to visit your 'comrades' ten thousand years from now, right?

Let’s not pick a day, let’s go tomorrow.

Although there are no archmages of Dalaran on the Amber Cliff, there should be high-level mages. Go and "discuss" with them, and let the dean find out their skills.

Be prepared to fully compete with Dalaran in the future. "

"Okay."

Dean Lanyue indeed had this idea herself. Being offended by Blake, she also nodded half-heartedly. She pushed up her glasses and said to the pirate:

"Go and ask Prince Faroldis and Lord Elan to get ready and come with me tomorrow morning to visit the Kirin Tor mages in Amber Cliff."

"Isn't this too flattering to them?"

Blake pouted and said:

"If three legends go together, those Dalaran mages will be scared to death."

"Just magical communication."

The dean stood up, waved his hands and said:

"Magic is a tool used to explore the truth. It can be used to fight, and it can also be used to discuss true wisdom. If there are a group of real mages on Amber Cliff, then our trip will definitely be fruitful.

Um?

Did you get that sword at your waist from the blue dragon? "

"This."

The pirate proudly took off the one-handed long sword worn on his waist, which exuded cold air and was shaped like ice edges. He placed it in his hand and stroked it carefully. He said in a loving tone:

"The dean has a good eye. This sword is the private collection of His Excellency Spellweaver. I solved a 'trouble' for that big shot, so he gave this treasure to me.

It's called 'Hail', and it's said to be made of Kaudala's magical ice crystals. It looks fragile like a work of art, but is actually as solid as steel.

It is also a high-level magic weapon with very good attributes. "

The attributes of this sword on the pirate character card are really outstanding:

hail

epic quality

Extraordinary endurance. Extraordinary agility. Extraordinary sharpness. Extraordinary precision. Extraordinary piercing.

Apart from the fact that it has no magical effect, the properties of this sword are perfect in the eyes of pirates. Its appearance is also extremely outstanding, with a kind of frosty beauty.

"The dragon's collection? Show me."

Dean Lanyue showed an interested smile. She took the hailstone from the pirate's hand, put it in her hand and looked at it like a very professional treasure appraiser, and also injected magic power to detect its energy transmission.

After a minute, the dean said:

"Lord Malygos probably made it as a work of art.

It doesn't fully exploit the potential of this exquisite weapon, and it certainly doesn't need to, and is most likely the work of a whim. If you need it, my disciple, I can take some time to complete the enchanting process for it.

With this high-quality material, only a very simple process is required to unleash all its potential.

This lingering cold air can also be part of its lethality. "

"Of course I need it, Dean!"

Blake rubbed his hands and said happily:

"I also find an enchanter to enchant my weapons, but you know, my weapons are carefully selected. If it is a guy with more advanced skills, they will be ruined.

Since the dean is willing to help, he might as well complete the enchantment for my weapon. "

He pulled out the Fragment of Azzinoth from his waist and handed it to Dean Blue Moon with both hands.

The latter took one look, shook his head and said:

"The magic attribute of this weapon is flame. You should look for Farodis. His knowledge of flame magic will make your dagger more perfect."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Blake turned around and walked out of the cabin, but ran back within a few seconds of going out.

He took out something from his magic bag and placed it on Dean Lanyue's desk with a bang. It was an ancient staff shining with purple luster.

Its head is very distinctive.

It is a perfectly circular circle of magic winding, and is embellished with three rotating and beating magic crystal pendants, making this weapon look full of mysterious and arcane beauty.

"This is?"

Spellcasters like Dean Lanyue stood up in shock when they sensed this staff.

She looked at her disciple, with a sense of urgency and surprise, and asked:

"This arcane artifact! Where did you find it?"

"Get it from the blue dragon."

Blake made a "please" gesture and said:

"You are about to visit the spellcasters in Dalaran. As the principal of a prestigious school like Nathalas College, you must have a sacred weapon supporting scene that is consistent with your status.

I can't use this weapon anyway, so I donated it to the academy as a collection.

When I fought with you last time, I also destroyed your staff, so I just used it as an apology.

It's called the Staff of Aluneth the Keeper.

Its origin has something to do with the upper elf, so it would be most suitable for the dean to use it. It's best to make it recognize you, so that the arcane element can change the shape of the staff for you.

This way he won't be recognized by the mages of Dalaran. "

"Alunes?"

Dean Lanyue's voice was a few higher pitches. She glanced at the staff on the table, glanced at Blake, and confirmed:

"Are you sure it's called that?"

"Right? What's the problem?"

Blake asked in confusion, and Alya Blue Moon was silent for a few seconds before replying:

"I am the second principal of Nathalas College. You know this, right? Have you never doubted who the first principal was?"

"Yes, I also specifically asked Tutor Deliana."

Blake shrugged and said:

"But she didn't know either. She just told me that Narthalas Academy was just a very small local magic academy before you took over. It grew up under your hands.

So I guess the first principal was a penniless guy, right? Some down-and-out elf mage or something. "

"Wrong! Big mistake!"

Dean Blue Moon glared at Black.

She stretched out her hand to hold the Holy Staff of Alunes and said in a solemn tone:

"You are not allowed to talk about my mentor like that! He is not a down-and-out mage, he is just too indifferent to fame and fortune. Saying his name will scare you to death!

His name is Maitri.

The college is named after his mother's surname. "

"Oh! It's actually him!"

Blake immediately straightened his back and said:

"During the Elf Empire, that low-key wild mage who was said to be able to compete with Queen Azshara in magic? Isn't he the second summoner of Alunes?

It was he who defrauded the summoning spell of Alunes from the blue dragon, and he was also the first to control the power of this ancient element.

After a long time of turmoil, the staff was returned to its original owner.

It was meant to be inherited by our Nathalas Academy. "

Having said this, the pirate saw Dean Blue Moon picking up the unruly Holy Staff of Alunes. She closed her eyes and seemed to be communicating with Alunes.

In Blake's observation with the Eye of Kilrogg, the staff that was extremely weak by Xal'atath seemed to be very excited, and it continuously surged out arcane fluctuations one by one.

A substantial violet glow even formed in the cabin.

Soon the Archmage of Elam and Faroldis rushed over to check the situation, and they also felt the shocking fluctuations of magic power. Even the ship spirit was alarmed.

The invisible consciousness felt threatened.

It wants to throw Elya Blue Moon and the Holy Staff of Aluneth out of its cabin together. It felt that once this violent magic broke out, it would seriously damage its own hull.

"Don't be afraid, baby, don't be afraid, it's just normal operation."

Blake whispered to soothe the anxious boat spirit, just like comforting a frightened child.

The time was extending, and after a few minutes, even the three unlearned warlocks were alarmed. At this time, many people were already surrounding the dean's cabin on three levels inside and outside.

They are all spellcasters, some living and some ghosts.

They could all feel the magic fluctuations transmitted by the Holy Staff of Alunes. As they watched in whispers, Dean Blue Moon let out a long sigh from the Holy Staff of Alunes.

Amidst the exclamations of everyone, it was blocked by a bright violet arcane light, like a sun lamp lighting up, causing everyone to look away.

Only the pirate stared straight ahead.

Huh, I'm wearing two layers of eye masks. Faced with this kind of emergency, I don't need to close my eyes at all. I'm so tough!

When the arcane light faded away, the staff in Dean Lanyue's hand had changed into another shape, resembling a candlestick, with several blue cornices and three arcane orbs hanging on the head of the staff. Lingering beyond the cornices.

Every time it rotates, there will be a beating arc wrapped around the staff.

"boom"

Dean Lanyue's illusory spiritual body seemed to be strengthened by this arcane holy weapon and became more solid.

She pressed the staff against the ground, and dancing arcs spread all over her shoulders and sides, covering her with a purple magic robe.

She stroked her staff and announced loudly:

“The long-lost artifacts of Narthalas have returned to the academy, and it’s time to hand over Master Metrie’s true magical heritage to the world thousands of years from now.

From today on, we can finally proudly call ourselves ‘Followers of Metrie’. "

"Papa pa pa"

The pirates were the first to applaud and cheer.

The people around him reacted and started cheering the name "Metri".

How do you say this name? As long as you study magic in this era, even apprentices will have heard of it.

After the War of the Ancients, the Kaldorei elves abandoned arcane magic, and Quel'dorei ran away angrily. Rebuilding the foundation of magic inheritance began with the vast amount of magic knowledge left behind by the elf wizard Maitri.

Humans learned magic from Quel'dorei.

In other words, Dean Lanyue's mentor, Master Maitlin, can basically be regarded as the founder of the new magic system after the War of the Ancients. This is a patriarch-level figure.

Even the rebellious "problem girl" Magna Aegwynn started learning magic by studying the scrolls left by Master Maitri.

"Wonderful!"

Blake's eyes were shining as he looked at the changed shape of the Protector's Holy Staff in Dean Lanyue's hand. With the master-disciple relationship between her and Maitri, Narsarath Academy was equivalent to having obtained a "powerful master" in the field of magic. claim".

In the future, when they fight against Dalaran and Quel'Thalas, they can openly call themselves "Magic Orthodox".

At the critical moment, it wouldn’t be too satisfying to bring out the identity of the Patriarch!

"Why are you laughing? Captain Black, why are you smiling so uncomfortable?"

Prince Faroldis next to the pirate was impressed by the power of the arcane artifact in the hands of Dean Blue Moon, and he heard Black's low and terrifying laughter again.

He asked with a smile and reminded him to pay attention to his manners.

Anyway, there are so many people here.

"nothing."

Blake couldn't hold back his laughter and replied:

"I originally thought that my status as a prince was exaggerated enough. But I didn't expect that I have such a big background.

Farodis, my senior, you are also a graduate of Narsalas College. What do you think we should think of a majestic title for our first-generation dean? "

"The elves call him 'The Hermit'."

Farodis said:

"Master Maitri was not a person who pursued fame and wealth before he disappeared. Although he was powerful, he was also very low-key."

"Not good, not good."

The pirate rubbed his chin and said:

"A powerful title is necessary to reflect our legitimacy. Why not call the founder and founder of Nathalas College the 'Supreme Mage'?

Do you think this title is good? "