Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Steinblade, a small border town of the Kingdom of Alterac, is an important area on the border of the Kingdom of Alterac. Before the war began, it was an important hub.

From here, you can head northwest into the Alterac Mountains.

It is one of the two passes of this large mountain range. The other pass is further north and has a more important location. Once you cross it, you can go directly to the Tirisfal region.

It is also the capital of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, which is currently the most powerful in the Alliance of Human Kingdoms.

The city is not big, and it only takes about an hour to ride a horse around.

The martial law in the old city has been lifted. The big shots left here at dawn. When the people in the city began their daily lives, they did not notice any changes.

Except the city is still so crowded.

Since the war in the hills a month ago, too many refugees have fled here to escape the war. King Ayden accepted them, but he did not give these poor people much material help.

Some of them live in the homes of relatives, and some have to sleep on the streets. The orphanages in the city are full of people, and the public security has become a mess.

Although the Barov family, a prominent family in Alterac, opened several of their residences in Steinblade City to accommodate homeless people, it was still a drop in the bucket.

In the words of a local, "truly noble bloodlines like the Barov family are too scarce in this hellish place like Alterac."

But during the war, people really can't ask for too much.

In the previous big hotel in the old city, after the big shots left, the place became vacant. The three Blakes and the alien ranger Halduron Brightwing finally had a big room to live in.

Ravenholdt Manor generously provided them with what they needed along the way.

By the way, he paid the rent for four people, and the envoy from the Kingdom of Lordaeron also left a royal priest to treat Nathanos Marris.

It is worth mentioning that the priest was also a familiar figure to Blake.

His surname is Whitemane, and he will give birth to a long-legged daughter who will bring disaster to the country and the people.

"We'll leave tomorrow."

Shore was leaning against Blake's door, playing with a knife and cutting fruit. In front of him, Blake was arranging his equipment.

He said to the pirates:

"You have free time today. Do you want me to tell you something about the city of Lordaeron?"

"My friend Xiaoer, do you think that because I was born overseas, I don't understand the customs and customs of the most prosperous city in Northern Xinjiang?"

Blake adjusted his leather armor and put on the new long hood. He reached out and pulled the hood down, covering the upper half of his face. He moved his wrists.

explain:

"There's no need to try to be a tour guide. I've been to Lordaeron before, and more than once."

"All right."

Shore didn't care either.

He watched Blake put the weapon on his body and cover it with his hooded cloak, then he raised his eyebrows and said:

"You want to go out? Continue to hunt the beasts?"

"No, just walk around the city."

Blake whispered:

"Although I have joined Ravenholdt now, the rules of our organization don't say that we can't take private jobs, right?"

"Private work?"

Xiao pursed his lips and nodded clearly.

He turned sideways to make way for Blake, but the latter opened the window directly. In the early morning sunshine, he looked back at Shore and said:

"Take care of Maris. I'll be back in the evening. Also, do you mind if I ask, where is Ravenholdt's intelligence point in this city?"

"You have to find it yourself."

Xiao put away the knife and said seriously:

"I can't tell you, this is the rule."

"So, there is, right?"

Blake's eyes above the face mask blinked, revealing a smile. The moment he crossed the window, his whole person disappeared into the shadows.

Even in the sun, with the shadows covering his body, it still felt like he was walking in the dark.

The hook was thrown out silently and landed on the roof across the street.

Black squatted by the chimney and glanced at his character card. The countdown of the death curse in the status bar showed that there were less than 4 hours left.

Yes.

Blake did not give any of the "experience" he gained last night to Hela. He felt from the bottom of his heart that the soul fragments of the Juggernaut were too precious and it would be too wasteful to throw them to Hela.

Then in the middle of the night, some time was wasted because of the summons of the big shot.

Now he can only seize the time and do things quickly, lest Queen Hela really goes crazy and drags his soul directly to Hades to endure eternal torture and pain.

"Go to your private work first."

Blake raised his gaze and glanced at the central area of ​​Steinblade City, where the nobles lived.

The Kingdom of Alterac has only been established for fifty years, and its nobles are very few.

Therefore, that area is not as large as in other kingdom cities, so it is naturally easier to search for targets.

"The person Auriden Perenold hired to kill was his cousin, who he said was a vicious and cunning bastard. His manipulation of power caused him to be expelled from the family and he had to seek a career under Blackmoore. "

Blake was running towards the aristocratic area like parkour, while recalling the contents of his private life in his mind.

“Although Auriden has now made up his mind to exchange his military exploits for his position of power in the Kingdom of Stromgard, he is still unwilling to give up the hatred of the past.

Even if that guy is his biological cousin.

Hmm. What a story that fits the setting of nobles. Fortunately, his enemies are not from the Barov family, otherwise this job would be very annoying. "

Blake ran extremely fast.

The chaotic battle last night, especially the final assassination of the legend, allowed him to gain a huge amount of experience. The situation was critical at that time, and he didn't have time to think more, so he threw that experience into two classes at the same time.

The pirate and ranger classes have been raised by a total of 16 levels, which shows the huge rewards gained from desperate risks, and this is still under the condition that Old Dahl's soul is already weak.

If Blake had assassinated a legendary swordmaster at full status last night, the "experience" he gained would have been estimated to be tripled.

But then again, as a legendary swordsman in full condition, Black was afraid that he would be chopped into four parts by someone's sword before he even started.

So, there are gains and losses.

Moreover, both classes are agility-oriented, which makes Black feel that his physical fitness has increased again after a night's rest.

Endurance, speed, and reaction are all stronger than before.

Strength is not his strong point, but it has also been improved. He secretly tried it this morning. If he exerted all his strength, he could leave a clear fingerprint on the spoon.

Now Blake feels that he can easily defeat the three of him in the wetland.

But the bad news is that the Thief class is stuck at 99% of the experience bar at level 30. There is no way to improve it. Even the experience bar has turned gray, as if it was locked.

The character card does not specifically explain this situation, but Black can basically understand it, just like Shore was sent by his grandmother to undergo the "Trial of Shadows".

If the thief class that has reached level 30 wants to be promoted again, Blake may also need to go through his own "shadow trial", but he still doesn't know how to conduct this trial.

The problem is that the character card does not have a mission system, which makes him confused. Maybe he has to find it by himself? Or explore the mysteries of the shadows on your own like other assassins?

"Well, I found you, Phils Perenold."

The first time I was hired to kill someone, it went incredibly smoothly.

Less than a minute after Blake entered the manor, he found traces of his target. The aristocratic boy who looked like he was drunk was standing on the second-floor balcony of his manor house.

Wearing a nightgown, holding a wine glass, and facing the morning sun with a coquettish expression.

"Knowing that they have offended someone, they still don't have guards around them. The security of the manor is so poor. Do these Alterac nobles really know that they are in a war?"

Blake shook his head.

He climbed up the wall, as light as a black cat.

He advanced all the way in the shadows and approached the main building of the manor. He squatted there and reached out in the shadows to hold the small dagger stuck in his belt.

There is a layer of green shimmer on the surface of the blade, which is quenched with poison, the classic blood ring poison.

"Whoosh"

Masterful lethal throw.

"puff"

The moment the flying knife was released, it broke through the shadow.

Like a whistling arrow, it slanted upwards, without Phils Perenold noticing it at all, it pierced through his chin and went straight into his brain.

The wine glass in the noble's hand suddenly fell to the ground at this moment, and he himself fell to the balcony behind him with blood spurting out.

"Danglang"

The glass filled with wine was smashed to pieces, and at the same second, Phil's body also hit the gorgeous carpet hard, causing the half-naked lady in the room to scream.

The whole manor was in chaos.

And Blake had already left, like a real assassin who succeeded in one blow and escaped thousands of miles away.

All right.

Actually it's not that exaggerated.

"My noble queen, this is my compensation."

He threw the slightly warm soul fragment into the soul-inducing lamp on his waist. The death countdown on the mission card showed no signs of stopping.

Obviously, Hela did not accept the apology from the disloyal spirit hunter under her command.

Or.

This compensation is too little.

The pirate assassin shrugged, he knew it wasn't that simple.

An angry woman is already dangerous.

What's more, what he is angering now is a female madman, and a vicious female madman.

Ten minutes later, in a grocery store with bleak business on the edge of the already chaotic aristocratic district, Blake, wearing a long hood, opened the door.

The drowsy young lady lying on the counter was awakened by the collision of the door and the bell on the top. She yawned, looked at the customer in front of her, and said in a tone that said in a languid tone:

"Hello, customer, we have people from all kingdoms in our store."

"Ding"

The Assassin's emblem, like a coin, rolled and landed on the counter. Blake stretched out his left hand with a black gauntlet, knocked on the counter, and said in a low voice:

"I want a list of all the criminal organizations in this city and their base locations. It's best to screen them before giving them to me. I only want the most vicious ones.

I mean.

Those who are executed without trial will be applauded by the residents of the city. The more, the better! "

"Um?"

The young lady who had been yawning just now saw the Assassin emblem on the counter, and her eyes sharpened instantly. She looked at the mysterious guy in front of her who was wearing a long hood and a face covering, with only his eyes exposed.

said doubtfully;

"Local organizations have not issued this kind of reward for arresting criminals. Even if you kill them, there is no reward. At most, you are killing harm for the people, but the organization does not encourage this kind of behavior."

"The organization also does not prohibit this type of behavior."

Blake lay on the bar and said softly:

"Can you hurry up? Miss, I'm pressed for time."

"Hold on."

The young lady glanced at Blake with a strange look, then turned back to the back of the grocery store. A few minutes later, she walked out and threw a small diary to the assassin.

she says:

“In recent months, due to the influx of refugees, public security in the city has been very bad, and many small gangs have taken advantage of the situation. Everyone is short of supplies, so they are still doing black market transactions.

Because they want to seize territory, they are ruthless.

Many local soldiers were sent to the front line, and no one cared about them at all. "

"understood."

Blake flipped through the small diary, pulled up his hood, turned and left the shop.

The young girl looked at his back and said in her heart that this assassin must be new to the profession. It was a time of war, and Ravenholdt's creed was to be loyal to the commission.

There are not many people within the organization who would do such a thankless job.

but.

If someone really destroyed these rats' nests in the city, it would not do any harm to her, who was born in Steinblade.

When you go out at night, at least you don't have to carry a knife with you.

Um.

I wish him success.