Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Thoradin's hunt failed again.

Even with Dai Lin's help, the eternal wolf king Fenrel was still allowed to escape. The beast was not only powerful but also very cunning. It was hit by an arrow but deliberately tempted the emperor and the admiral to pursue it.

He led the two of them into an ambush by a group of black wolves, and left in a swaggering manner, leaving the two warriors behind to fight bloody battles.

This unlucky experience made the Emperor angry and cursed continuously, which made Dai Lin feel quite disappointed.

He originally planned to show off his skills in front of Emperor Thoradin to improve the emperor's personal reputation.

However, the friendship between warriors usually begins very simply. After Dai Lin single-handedly killed the ferocious black wolves, the emperor expressed his affirmation of the admiral's martial arts, and the two even hunted a bear in the hunting ground together. .

Emperor Thoradin said that he would ask the tailor of the Hall of Valor to make a protective cloak for Dai Lin out of this bearskin. It would probably be ready when he leaves the Hall of Valor.

Dai Lin returned home satisfied with the gift.

As he said himself, every human warrior grew up listening to the stories of Emperor Thoradin. No one would not admire the founding emperor who established the human empire.

He is not only a role model for warriors, but also a role model for monarchs.

Not to mention that the admiral was given a task by Emperor Thoradin, which made him feel even more responsible.

After bidding farewell to Daelin, Emperor Thoradin stayed alone in the Eternal Hunting Ground.

The semi-barbarian emperor re-selected the location to hunt Fenrel, and he was still alone until several hours later, when another person he was waiting for arrived late.

"Huh? Why didn't you fly down today?"

Emperor Thoradin leaned against a big tree with a grass stem in his mouth, watching the sunset while admiring the Valkyrie coming out of the forest and walking towards him.

As Queen Addisil walked, she took off her lightning-winged helmet and threw it aside.

The Queen was in a bad mood. She was injured while attacking Hades. Although the mission she commanded was a complete success, she herself did not gain anything in the battle.

For the Valkyrie, who worships personal martial arts, this is a real shame.

"My wings are injured, can't you see? You weakling."

Addisiel said angrily, and sat down next to the Emperor while sighing. She took out two bottles of mead that the heroic spirits drank from her pocket, and threw one bottle to her lover in her "past life".

After finishing the bottle very boldly, she turned to Thoradin who looked at her tenderly and said:

"Have you talked to that mortal Dai Lin?"

"Yeah, we talked about it."

The emperor took a sip of wine and praised:

"Although not as impressive as his son, Daelin Proudmoore can be regarded as a monarch above the passing line. It is no wonder that Kul Tiras under his rule can monopolize the power of the ocean.

Although his country is experiencing some crises now, I believe that under Dai Lin's rule, the future of that country is promising. "

"I'm not telling you this! Who wants to hear those boring things?"

Queen Addisil asked in a low voice:

"Have you told him about Heya? About Heya and his son! As I mentioned to you last time, Heya, as the Supreme Shield Girl, must carefully choose the objects of her reproduction ceremony just like me.

She had to repeat my success to have any chance of keeping my lineage alive and even better. "

"Ah? Have you ever said anything about this?"

The emperor looked confused. He tried hard to recall the last conversation between the two of them. He said:

"Last time, I only focused on completing what I failed to accomplish two thousand eight hundred years ago. I only focused on conquering a shieldmaiden queen. I remember that I finally won."

"That's because you remembered it wrong! Good-for-nothing man!"

The Queen stood up angrily and kicked the Emperor in the chest.

But she forgot that she was still injured. This kick caused the golden Valkyrie to scream and fall to the ground. The tall heroic spirit flew out and caught her in his arms.

"let me go!"

Eddie Hill shouted:

"You scoundrel, the King of War is completely blind, so he brought you into this warrior's temple! You have no right to see a ghost! You are so gentle!"

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Black didn't know that he had survived the disaster, and he had no idea that there was also a "conspiracy" being carried out against him in this glorious Hall of Valor.

At this time, the stinky pirate finally completed his "academic inspection" of several areas of the Hall of Valor, and used the scenery he saw with his own eyes and his own brushwork to depict the appearance of a glorious warrior temple.

The manuscript also comes with a set of pictures of the Hall of Valor scenery that the great pirate personally took as a supplement to this academic manuscript.

Black originally planned to interview the Lord of War himself.

But Odin was unwilling to express himself too much in mortal books. The old man believed that this would be harmful to his mysterious image. By Azeroth's power standards, he is a "god" after all.

Old Odin also has idol baggage.

But Blake, who was well versed in tabloid writing, was not disappointed. He planned to write a historical paper overnight on "two or three things that must be said about Odin, the God of War, and Hela, the Queen of Hades."

Use the "revelations" of an unnamed prophet to describe the grudges between the father and daughter, divide it into chapters and write 100,000 words, and then add the word "shock" to the title to create a gimmick.

Dean Lanyue will definitely not like this kind of gossip-like description, but the restless and XP-free students will definitely like it very much.

This is the best extracurricular reading material for a magic school.

If this series sells well, there will be several more editions similar to "Shock!" The High Priest of the Moon's Ten Thousand Years' Love Affair Revealed for the First Time", "Queen Naga and the Three Most Important Men in Her Life", "A Night in the Prisoner of the Dragon King and the Evil Orc" and other series of readings.

By the way, something doesn't seem right about this last one.

If you really want to write it, you must use a pseudonym to avoid being hunted by the furious Red Dragon Legion and the sexy Red Dragon Queen’s huge harem all over the world.

Why not use the most commonly used pen name of the famous dragon literature master, adventurous romantic female writer, and young dragon idol Little Xingxing? Anyway, Little Xingxing, who has a noble status, is definitely not afraid.

Blake was thinking about these messy things, wearing a monocle, holding the academic text he had just completed under his arm, and politely greeted a passing Valkyrie.

He is now also a member of the "Hall of Fame" in the Hall of Valor.

After all, not just any mortal can harvest six Death Masks of the Nine Martial Gods as trophies in a battle, not to mention that the Hall of Valor was able to execute this successful raid only because Black was in Hades last time. Because of the big fuss.

It can be said that this stinky pirate with a notorious reputation in the civilized world has a very high status and reputation in the Hall of Valor.

With the elegant and easy-going temperament of an academic worker, Blake stepped onto the rainbow bridge that looked like burning flames, turning into a stream of light and disappearing between the Hall of Valor and the Mead Hall.

When he reappeared, he happened to meet Dai Lin who was coming out of the Eternal Hunting Ground.

Father and son saw each other instantly.

Awkward.

Embarrassing in capital letters.

"Going hunting?"

A few seconds later, Blake spoke first, with a gentle tone. He also reached out and took off the monocle from his left eye, put it in his hand and wiped it with a handkerchief.

There was no resistance or sense of distance in his heart at all.

This very mature gesture made Dai Lin feel deeply. She felt that she could not lose her grace in front of her stinky son, so she nodded gracefully and said:

"Well, I just hunted Fenrir with Emperor Thoradin."

"Then you must have failed."

Blake laughed, shook his head and said:

“There’s a skill to hunting Fenrell.

Any weakness shown by the wolf king is a bait for it to lure the enemy into the trap. In fact, there is only one way to get Fenrel to surrender willingly.

That's beating it head-on.

Don't think about using animal taming skills or time to grind it.

That wolf king was brought out by Odin from Lord Freya's greenhouse of life. It was the last beast raised by the mother of the wild demigod.

Its wisdom is no less than that of the wild gods.

Although in my opinion, that's about it. "

"I almost forgot that you are also a legendary hunter."

Dai Lin looked at his eldest son up and down. He had never noticed that Drake, who had taken off his battle armor and put on a scholar's robe, actually had the rich bookishness of a spell caster.

This look was completely different from his usual annoying look that needed beating.

The admiral said:

"You must have a very powerful mentor. I never thought you had such a side. If I didn't know you well, I would have almost thought you were a professor at some college."

"Well, actually I am."

Black took out the identity plate of the Grand Master of the Warlock School of Narthalas College from his bag and placed it gently on his left chest.

He said:

"In magical territories like Dalaran or Quel'Thalas, any spellcaster with a job title lower than 'Arcanist' or 'Arcanist' must take the initiative to salute me.

If I go back to the magical desert of Kul Tiras now, I am fully qualified to open an academy named after me in Kul Tiras.

Of course, what you said is right. I do have the most perfect mentor in Azeroth. Apart from her cold personality and rigorous scholarship, she has no shortcomings.

Oh, by the way, there is something I must tell you. "

The pirate took out a document from his bag and handed it to Dai Lin. The latter took a look at it and immediately frowned.

He said:

"Before September 13th, do you want my fourth son to study at Nathalas College? This kind of thing should require the consent of the parents, right? I didn't agree."

"It was signed by my mother."

Black said:

“It has her personal seal underneath.

Obviously, she doesn't feel like she needs to discuss this with you. I also think that letting Tanred wander on the sea with you is better to set a tone for his life before he is destroyed.

He looks a lot like me back then

He is very talented in music and good at painting. Maybe he can become an artist in the future. I can arrange for a court art master from the era of Queen Azshara to give him individual lessons.

If it really doesn't work, you can become a historian or literary practitioner in the future. "

Having said this, the pirate smiled and said to Dai Lin:

"The Proudmoore family already has enough navies and warriors. Our family has also produced excellent hunters, and there are countless politicians.

Now that the unique career tree of 'Pirate' has also been lit up, Finna will inherit the path of this generation's warriors, and little Gianna will definitely be better than me as a spellcaster.

I think it’s time to cultivate a peaceful artist to temper the excessive martial virtue of the Proudmoore family. "

"Before you make such a decision, you should at least discuss it with me."

Dai Lin's face looked a little ugly.

This attitude surprised the pirate. He glanced at Dai Lin and asked:

"If mother discusses it with you, will you agree?"

"Of course I am"

Dai Lin was about to say that he respected his wife's opinion and the choice of his children, but when he saw the way Blake looked at him at this moment, he thought of the attitude of the pirate and his daughter towards him.

The admiral's expression suddenly became awkward.

"Right?"

Blake laughed, shook his head, and said:

"In the past, you have been trying your best to cultivate a good successor. After my misfortune, you turned to try your best to protect your children from living the life you thought they wanted.

Even a little overprotective.

I think Fenner’s story should make you rational and realize your inappropriate actions.

You're not a bad dad, don't doubt yourself.

only

how to say?

What you think is not what we want, at least not what Fenna and I want. I'm not talking about some ridiculous topic like 'freedom', I'm just saying.

You have your ideals.

We have ours too. "

Blake moved forward and gently opened the collar of the scholar's robe, revealing the unfinished magic pattern tattoo on his chest. When he saw the compass, flag and sea symbol, the admiral immediately understood.

It turns out that Blake refused to get too close to him, not because his son regarded him as an enemy, but because he just had an ideal that conflicted with his own.

Both men want to conquer the sea.

But there can only be one King of the Sea.

"Good-natured Drake wants to go home, but bad-ass Blake just loves the sea."

Dai Lin silently recited what the pirate told him when they parted last time. He let out a sigh of relief and looked at the tattoo on his son's body. He seemed to have regained the unruly attitude of the admiral.

He raised his chin and said:

"Nice mark, is that a real pirate tattoo?"

"No."

Blake blinked, put on his monocle again, and joked:

“This was a random idea I woke up this morning and spent thirty minutes scribbling with an ink pen. I thought it was cool and might attract the attention of some hot girls.

What do you think? "

"Those girls are going to be crazy about you, Blake."

Dai Lin rubbed her chin and said:

"But it's still worse than when I was young. Maybe you should keep working hard. Now, if I give this to you now, would you like to call me father here?"

The admiral waved his hand, and the magical and mysterious Shield of Aggramar appeared in his hand. He tapped the shield and said to Black:

"After all, you called Catherine mother, which makes me feel a little unbalanced."

"No? You're kidding, right?"

Black didn't even glance at the Shield of Aggramar. He said:

"I've got one of these lying around in the cabin. I haven't used it for a long time. You know, I could get two more tonight if I wanted.

It's awesome.

But it's not as powerful as you think.

Well, old man, go to the mead hall and have a drink.

have a good rest.

You are very busy in the South China Sea. I will give you a final suggestion. When you set off to find the missing persons of the Second Fleet, you must control your emotions. "

The pirate pointed to his temple and said to Dai Lin:

"If you don't control it well, you'll be doomed. Even Odin can't save you. Believe me, this is no joke."

After saying that, Blake bowed slightly and turned around to leave.

Behind him, Dai Lin stroked the holy shield in her hand, and he asked again:

"When are you going to call me father?"

"Sometime in the future."

Blake waved his hand without looking back and said:

"The day you lost your dream, the day mine came true. Get through the rest of the war, and wait patiently with hope, Daelin Proudmoore."