Shadow Trails in Azeroth

At dawn, before the sun rises, it is the darkest time of the day.

On the sea near Lordaeron, the Nag'far broke away from the formation of three ghost ships and began to turn northeast.

The Might of Jotunheim and the Sister of Mercy are continuing their voyage back to Tol Barad.

Blake, on the other hand, will drive the Nag'Fal to Quel'Thalas to complete the "legacy affairs" of Windrunner Manor.

Little Star, that lazy fellow, felt that he had suffered enough during this time, so he had to follow the two ships back to Tol Barad to build a dragon lair, and Zalak, Dakuru, and the frost trolls had also been transferred to Aboard the Sisters of Mercy.

They will complete their remaining pirate "trainee" careers on this ghost ship.

"These trolls are such cowards!"

On the deck of the Naqfar, First Officer Seifer crossed his arms and watched the two ghost ships sailing further south in the darkness. She curled her lips and complained to Blake:

"Didn't I say that they are the most savage and rude Drakkari trolls? Shouldn't it be indifferent? Why are they all as scared as rabbits when they hear that they are going to Quel'Thalas?"

"Ah, I can't blame them for this."

Black, who was wearing a Pirate King suit, rubbed his chin and said casually:

"I just drank too much last night and when I was bored, I 'popularized' the traditions of the high elves to them. I told them that Quel'dorei has a systematic and extensive set of troll punishments.

From scalping, to eye stabbing, from complete spine removal, to cutting off genitals to study the regenerative abilities of various trolls.

The elves in Quel'Thalas are really full of artistic talents. They must pay attention to rules and manners in everything they do. Even the sadistic punishments are full of a sense of art. "

Blake pouted and said:

"Perhaps the 'ghost story' I told last night was too good, too vivid and immersive, which caused those guys to be frightened."

"You're trying to scare them? Captain, you're so mean."

Sephiel complained dissatisfiedly.

The pirate shrugged and said regretfully:

"I wish I were just scaring these trolls, but really, I haven't even finished talking about the most perverse of elven punishments.

The Quel'dorei are formidable when cruel, my first mate. There is an extreme in their character that cannot be erased. They can give birth to the greatest heroes and the most despicable butchers.

The Amani trolls captured elves and sacrificed them alive, so the rangers of Quel'Thalas repaid the trolls with tenfold cruelty.

Thousands of years of fighting and hatred are no joke. If the Sun King was given a bomb that could destroy civilization, he would definitely drop it on the Amani Troll without hesitation.

Regarding this, my mentor General Lilesa should be willing to prove it to you. "

After speaking, Blake moved his fingers, and Windrunner's mother's soul coin jumped into his palm. The pirate sensed the positions of both parties. Lyressa Windrunner should be near Silverpine Forest now.

Entered the summoning area.

So at the call of the ship spirit, in the swaying gray and cold mist, a slender figure carrying a war bow appeared on the deck, and at her feet there was a purple magic saber leopard shaking its head.

Minnie, an alienated soul beast, didn't like the cold and gloomy environment of the Nagfar very much. After being summoned to the ghost ship with her master, she waggled her tail and roared.

Seems a little restless.

Perhaps it was also because it smelled the scent of three strange and powerful beasts on the ship, which made it realize that it had entered the territory of other beasts.

Animal instinct prepares Minnie for a fight.

She is not afraid of a challenge, especially when accompanied by a powerful master.

Windrunner's mother, however, was as calm as ever. The ghostly body wearing chain armor and a hood walked out of the mist. There was also a cloak covering the body, blocking every inch of the spirit body.

The dark war bow carried behind her has an evil and exaggerated shape, which adds an extra level of intimidation to Windrunner's mother.

She left the mist and was about to say hello to her disciple whom she had not seen for a month, but when she raised her head, General Lilesa's eyes fell on the pirate's left shoulder.

After seeing clearly what was on the pirate's shoulder, her eyes immediately became weird.

"What the hell is that on your shoulder?"

she asked in Elvish.

"Ah, this."

Black, who was wearing a red eye patch, grinned and reached out to touch the head of the little crow standing on his shoulder. With a proud tone, he introduced to his ranger mentor:

"This is a trade wind crow. They live on the coast. They are fierce and brave. They often compete with seagulls for food."

"Of course I know it's a trade wind crow!"

Windrunner's mother interrupted Blake's introduction to marine biology and asked:

"I'm asking you, why do you want to tame such a weird thing as a pet? Do you know that the number of wilderness contracts that no matter how good a hunter can be is limited!

It couldn't be wasted on such a 'strange' and weak beast. "

"But I like crows."

Blake grinned and explained patiently:

"In addition to being a pirate, I am also a prophet. In the legends of various tribes, the profession of prophet is always inseparable from crows, ravens, these smart and mysterious birds.

Furthermore, doesn’t my faction logo in the League of Assassins also have a crow?

So I thought, maybe I could tame this little smartie to be my messenger, and no matter where I go from now on, there will be a mysterious crow by my side.

Think about that scene, mentor.

I emerged from the shadows, and a black crow fell from a height and landed on my shoulder. What a chic appearance, it must be shocking enough. "

The pirate "looked" at Windrunner's mother's expression and said:

"What's more, I also need a flying combat pet for reconnaissance and vision sharing beyond visual range. I originally wanted to catch a powerful eagle, but after thinking about it, a crow is more suitable for me.

What do you think? "

While he was talking, he gently stroked the little crow on his shoulder, and took out melon seeds from his pocket and put them in his hand to feed it.

The trade wind crow behaved very well, lowering its head to eat melon seeds like a chicken pecking at rice, and looking up from time to time to look at General Windrunner.

Good guy!

The raptor druid Hisari Black Crow, who was "bearing the humiliation" and conducting "personal reconnaissance", stood on the pirate's shoulders. She looked at the Quel'dorei elf ranger who was obviously not right in front of her.

Surprise surged in my heart again.

How powerful is this mysterious human pirate?

From yesterday to now, she had seen the ghost of the bronze dragon on the ship, the Loa followers of the Drakkari trolls, and a group of human ghosts living in the cabin rehearsing strange dramas.

There is also a Northland Ursine warrior, and a mysterious tall man who always wears a cloak. The guy exudes a wolf-like scent and has wolf-like eyes.

The most exaggerated thing is that there are three rare soul beasts on the ship, one of which is Ursoc's Blessed Bear!

These are enough to make Miss Black Crow feel troublesome.

But now, another high elf with an obscure aura appeared. She seemed to be a big shot, and the pirates respected her very much, calling her "mentor".

Could it be that the forces of Quel'Thalas are involved behind this pirate?

The descendants of Dath'Remar Sunstrider have fallen so low!

They claim to be the orthodox inheritors of the Highborne, but they secretly collude with pirates.

What a disgrace to the elves!

The young druid thought so in his heart, and felt the eyes of the elf ranger in front of him constantly falling on him.

She felt awe-inspiring and even more carefully disguised herself.

Fortunately, I brought the druid's sacred object "Raven Amulet" from the Roaring Sky Master this time, which makes my natural transformation effect stronger, so my identity should not be revealed by the elf ranger at a glance.

"It's very well-behaved! Look, mentor."

Blake raised his left arm, made a falconer's gesture, and whistled loudly. The trade wind crow on the shoulder flapped its wings and took off, landing on the pirate's wrist again.

As Blake swung his arms outward, the small crow spread its wings and flew out like an arrow off the string.

"Go and scout the surrounding area to see if there are any naval warships from Lordaeron within ten nautical miles!"

In the consciousness of the wilderness contract, the pirate gave an order to his "pet" crow.

With the addition of the druid's transformed animal nature, Hilisa Black Crow responded to the "master's" orders with a cry just like a real crow.

She spun around a few times in the fog, flew out of the fog, and quickly disappeared from the pirate's sight.

The moment after the black crow left, the expressionless General Lilesa stepped forward, grabbed the pirate by the collar, and scolded in an extremely serious tone:

"You're crazy! That's a high-level druid! Don't tell me you can't tell the difference. You're playing with fire, Black, my disciple.

Do you know how united the druids are?

No hunter has ever dared to humiliate them like this! The reason why that little bird hasn't summoned its companions to sink your battleship must have a deeper conspiracy.

Once her desire to investigate is fulfilled, disaster strikes for you. "

"I know, mentor. I know exactly what I am doing, don't worry. I just fulfilled the ultimate dream of all hunters. I tamed a high-level druid as a war pet.

Although she could only transform into a crow, and maybe a bear, she definitely couldn't be counted on for a head-on battle.

But what the heck.

I have tamed the druid girl, can I really use her to fight?

She must be pampered as a baby.

This is the only one among all hunters in Azeroth! "

Black reached out and pressed down the Ranger General's hand on his collar. He first made a joke, and then explained in a gentle and serious tone:

"Miss Hisari Black Crow doesn't understand how much I know her. Her life experience, her resume, what she has done in the past, and what she will do in the future.

It is no exaggeration to say that I know her better than she knows herself.

I know how to deal with her, and I even know how to whet her appetite, trap her in an endless "investigation", use a steady stream of secrets as bait, and keep her with me as my master forever.

She would know everything I wanted her to know and be the perfect sounding board.

I will tell those lazy people exactly what I want the Druid Order to know. "

"Do you even know her name?"

General Lilesa felt a little relieved when she heard Black's answer and heard her disciple accurately say the name of the female druid.

"But if you are taking her to the Windrunner Tower this time, will it affect our actions?"

General Lilesa asked again.

The pirate shook his head and said firmly:

"No, even if she witnessed a wonderful internal fight between the Quel'dorei elves, she would not participate in it. She is a Kaldorei, and her relationship with you is at most a distant relative, and it is not a big deal. Less than friendly.

Besides, the eyes of the druids will soon be attracted by another major event that is about to happen, and the Kaldorei Moon Kingdom will also be alarmed by this.

That behemoth will soon intervene in this increasingly lively world.

And the unity of the druids.

Alas, how can there be any real unity?

The divisions within the Cenarion Order are more serious than you think, my mentor. Rather than worrying about them, I think you should worry about what will happen in a few days.

The good news is that your third daughter, Vereesa Windrunner, has already set off to travel to Dalaran with a very high-level delegation on behalf of the Windrunner family.

The bad news is that according to Old Garni's last report, your eldest daughter Alleria Windrunner has returned to Northern Xinjiang and is returning to Quel'Thalas.

She'll probably arrive at Windrunner Tower at the same time as us. "

Blake tried his best to show concern for his elders. He said with "worry":

"Oh my, my, when I think about it, you are about to meet your two daughters and your youngest son. If there is any tension between the mother and the daughter, how will it end?"

"Stop your fake face, Blake!"

General Lilesa glared at the ill-intentioned disciple. She reached out and took off the bow from her back, and said in a sinister tone:

"Isn't this all caused by you, a bad guy? If you dare to show that kind of smile that looks like you are watching the fun and wanting to be beaten, I will have a good 'talk' with you before talking to my daughters.

Come.

Let me test whether your hunting skills have deteriorated during this month's journey.

I'm in a bad mood right now, so you'd better not! "