Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 30 29. The old line

  Blake raised the spirit lamp in his luggage, the pale light on it was a little weaker, and there was a slight tingling pain when touching it, indicating that Hell was dissatisfied with yesterday's 'hunt'.

   is urging him to hurry up to hunt more souls for Queen Hela.

  Black pouted.

   Tucao Hela is really a black-hearted boss.

   "Huh? Mr. Black? When did you come over again? Why didn't you speak?"

   Little Taretha, who had recovered from the time flow, blinked her eyes, she didn't even realize what kind of thrilling thing happened in the ten minutes that she had just rewinded repeatedly.

   Black wouldn't tell her either.

   He just said to little Taretha with a relaxed smile:

   "I gave the wrong gift."

   He picked up the apple that had been cut, shook it at the little girl, and said:

   "This is what I tried last night. It has some drowsy herbs on it. It shouldn't be given to you. When I first came here, thanks to the light, you haven't eaten it yet.

   However, the gift is still to be given, on behalf of my apology. "

  Blake sat beside the bed, and he said seriously to the young girl in front of him:

   "Well, at some point in the future, I'll help you in return for doing me a favor. Trust me, little girl, when that dreadful point comes.

   You will absolutely need my help. "

   "But I don't remember helping you, Mr. Black."

   Little Taretha frowned and said to Blake beside him:

   "You are so weird today."

   "No, you've helped, you just don't know it."

   Black chuckled and said in a hoarse voice:

   "I'm very grateful to you, and a good boy like you deserves a better fate, remember our agreement, when you are most helpless in the future.

do not forget.

   You also have a friend who is an 'orc killer'.

   And he owes you a big favor.

   Okay, I should go, it's time for today's hunt. "

  The pirate assassin waved to little Taretha, stepped into the shadows, and disappeared in front of the little girl. When he stepped out of the hut, something suddenly appeared in his mind.

   is like an illusory memory, entangled with the original memory.

   It should be that the bronze dragon has completed the "dealing" of what should not have happened seven days ago. In the new memory, Black did not kill the orc scout at all, and he escaped.

   As a result, he was unable to find a letter to prove his claim.

   But he was still at Dangarok Castle, where he met the Farstrider rangers resting there.

   also talked with Nathanos Maris, the two hit it off, exchanged combat experience, hunted and shared skills together, and then parted ways.

  Without the follow-up triggered by that letter, Nathanos did not come to Dunhold Castle, but garrisoned at Dangarok Castle with his companions.

   They will go directly to the royal city of Lordaeron in a few days.

  Black came to Dunhold Castle and had contact with Major Blackmore. He also did not accept the solicitation, but agreed to fight under his command, and the hills did not plan a counterattack against the orcs.

  Everything is back to the normal world line.

  The secret operation of the Great Chief Orgrim will probably be discovered after half a month, and at that time, it will be too late for Marshal Lothar to make strategic adjustments.

   "It's really not that easy to change history, especially with the intervention of a bronze dragon."

  Blake rubbed his forehead, digesting those illusory but real memories, he glanced at the character card, the rank of Ranger was still there, and his power had not disappeared.

   "That beauty-loving little dragon who likes to disguise as a high elves won't let it go. Before she arrives next time, I have to prepare. Well, if I remember correctly, her name should be Sefir.

   After more than ten years, he will be sent to Shattrath City, the outer domain, which has become a broken world. As the spokesperson of the Bronze Dragon Legion in that world, it is equivalent to exile.

  I don't know what kind of trouble she got into. "

  Assassin thought so, but his feet were not slow.

   He threw out the hook lock in the shadows, quickly ran silently above the low residential buildings in the lower city, and crossed the city wall more than ten meters high and entered the hills.

   Soon, he found a group of orc scouts quietly approaching the castle in the forest.

   Black, who was hiding on the branch, squinted his eyes, picked up Blade Fist and Werther's legs, he took a deep breath, and when an orc approached, his body fell back.

   In the silent assassination, the whole person was like a flexible monkey, standing behind the beastman, the blade fist gently pulled on his neck, blood splashing everywhere.

  The scorching heat flows into the body along the arm, and another group of experience is received, and it is thrown into the soul-inducing lamp, and the pale light is brighter, representing the joy of **** for the new soul.

  The body of the orc was dragged into the grass, and Black, who quickly completed a search, cut off his head and threw it into his luggage.

   But then, after completing the warm-up, Black did not end the battle with assassination. He glanced at the skill bar, and the "unlocked" behind the skill of Farstrider Blade Dance made him frown.

   "The powerful combat skills must be familiarized with time. Before I encounter trouble next time, I must master this skill. There is also this new talent 'Farwalker', which is a bit interesting."

  Black looked at the character card, and in the status bar, there was a strange entry:

  Character Card: "Spirit Hunter" Drake Proudmoore (Blake Shaw)

  Status: Mortal body. Hell messenger. Far traveler-Lone Wolf

   "This 'lone wolf' state probably means that I am hunting alone. It does strengthen my perception and agility, and also slightly increases my damage, but if I hunt in a group, it may have a new state."

  Black rubbed his chin and thought:

   "As expected of a hidden profession, just in this permanent state, it is already worth pouring experience into it. Well, let's do that. Before midnight today, raise the Ranger rank to level 5.

   Counting the soul fragments that should be given to Hela, I will hunt down at least 15 orcs today.

   Well, it’s not too much. If you work hard, it shouldn’t be difficult. "

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   In the evening, Black returned to Dunhold Castle, feeling tired.

   Today's hunt was not smooth, because he had to practice blade dance combat skills, it was not as easy as assassination, and he was slashed by a wolf cavalry when he was fighting head-on with the orcs.

   Fortunately, he dodged quickly, but he injured his chest and was bandaged. He will need to go to the priest in the castle to treat him.

   This is also in Azeroth, a place with holy light energy. The priests of holy light who are good at gentle healing have a lot of experience in treating skin trauma.

   Only one healing technique is needed to speed up the healing of the wound, otherwise, with his injury, he would have to recuperate for at least four or five days before he can continue to move.

   "Master! I'm here by appointment."

   When Black came to his room, Oriden Perinold, who was carrying a small bag, was already waiting there.

   Seeing his figure, Blake's eyes lit up.

   He didn't answer, just made a gesture, and took Oriden into the room, and threw the little murloc with dry skin into the water in the big wooden bucket, where he played happily.

   Then he sat down on the side of the chair.

  Oridon knew Master Black's temper, so he didn't say much, and took out the various things he brought from the small bag.

  Two small bags.

   A complete set of black leather armor, including breastplate, trousers, boots, gloves and belt, with excellent texture, no extra decoration, and no fancy dyeing.

   just looks a little older, but there is no visible damage either.

  Black stretched out his hand and stroked the armor that was stacked in front of him. When his fingers touched, he found out the information about the armor:

   Mason Brotherhood Armor

  Excellent quality

   Set effect:

   Strengthen attack. Strengthen protection. Strengthen stamina

   Good guy.

   In addition to the five armor pieces with two entries each, the set also comes with three additional enhanced entries!

  Although you have to wear one set to be effective, this set of five pieces of leather armor is equivalent to two more pieces of equipment. It is indeed the best thing that Blake found after entering Azeroth.

  Oridon, who was watching the change in his expression next to Blake, noticed a touch of joy in the master's eyes. He immediately made up his mind and introduced:

   "I got this set of armor through a friend. They came from an organization in the southern border of the mainland. They were originally seeking a living in the Kingdom of Stormwind, but now they have to move to the northern border.

   I did him a favor before and got a batch of supplies for his brothers. As a reward, he gave me his battle armor and said that it was made by a master in Stormwind Kingdom.

   But I'm a soldier, and I have my chainmail, which is better for protection, so I've been putting it away.

   My friend, although they used to be a group of construction workers, but they are also **** people. Now they have joined the army of MI7 of Stormwind Kingdom and fought guerrilla warfare with orcs in Gilneas. "

"Um."

  Black looked at this familiar armor, and after a few seconds, he asked:

   "Your friend, Edwin Van Cleef?"

"Um?"

  Oridon was really surprised now, he looked at Blake suspiciously, who waved his hand.

Say:

   "The Third Fleet had previously rested at Keelport in Gilneas.

   I was there in the tavern and heard of them, the Brotherhood of Masons from the Kingdom of Stormwind, skilled craftsmen forced to take up arms to fight orcs.

   These stories are widely circulated in Gilneas. "

"I see."

  O'Riden nodded, then pointed at the two shabby bags and said:

   "These two magic bags are not particularly good, but now the army is in chaos, and it is not convenient for me to contact Alterac's family, so I can only use these two as a reward.

   Master, don't dislike it. "

   "It's okay, I'm very satisfied with your efficiency, so I'll pay you extra."

  Blake handed over the newly hunted orc head in his luggage to the surprised Oriden. The young sergeant was already satisfied.

   But the question is, a set of armor is nothing more than a bright future for yourself?

   With the orc head generously given by the master, he is confident that he will become a major or even a lieutenant colonel after this battle!

   Just like his mentor, he has his own territory and army!

   That is truly precious power.

  Compared with power, giving away a set of armor that you can't use is really a low price, and having a good relationship with the orc killer in front of you will not do any harm to your future career.

   "I still need something like this."

  Black, hanging two small bags around his waist, said to Oredon:

   "If you can find something better, you can always come to me and I'll pay with whatever you need, as long as it's good enough, you don't have to worry about pay.

  Whether it's an orc head, or something else, or even helping you get rid of your thorn in your side, I'm an assassin, Oridon, don't worry about saying this, it'll make me mentally stressed. "

"this."

  Oridon's eyes lit up, he really didn't think about this layer before, it would be broken by Black, and his mind immediately turned.

   After more than ten seconds, he said softly:

   "I was banished from the kingdom of Alterac by my family because a cousin of mine got in the way."

   (end of this chapter)