Shadow Trails in Azeroth

It was close to midnight, and all the students in Narsalas College, regardless of seniors or juniors, were scolded by the serious dormitory administrator, Mr. Dexy, and went back to their dormitories.

As a magic academy with ancient heritage and rich heritage, the management of dormitory students is naturally very strict.

Men and women are separated.

No one is allowed to go out at night until classes start early the next morning.

Senior students can apply for a meditation room, but this privilege is now unavailable, and all students are forced to stay underground in crowded and dilapidated teaching spaces.

Well, actually, the living conditions shouldn’t be so bad.

After all, it is a magical school with a long history. The entire lakeside of Assuna Lake is within the scope of Nathalas Academy.

The students should have lived in spacious and bright lake-view villa dormitories, and the instructors should have stayed in their own magic towers, with separate classrooms dedicated to various courses, outdoor practice fields, etc.

These colleges have alms for teaching, but unfortunately, the crazy Nagas have recently attacked the colleges for no reason, causing large areas of the buildings to be occupied by those nasty deep-sea soft-skinned snakes.

The higher-ups of the academy have separated a group of instructors and battle mages to join forces with Faronar's soldiers to expel Naga.

But before Naga is driven out of Assuna, students and instructors will have to endure it for a while.

"Teacher Deliana is really strict."

In the dormitory of the four boys in Blake, four warlocks sat in the collapsed and damp darkness, with a fire lit in front of their eyes, and the four people sat cross-legged around them.

Khanrisad was the first to complain:

"She spent more than an hour correcting my spell-casting habits before the start of the magic runes course. She also taught me the tedious etiquette of spell-casters, including how to hold the staff, how to greet other mages, and how to meditate. .

She also mocked my Thalassian language, saying it was as vulgar as those Kaldorei wild elves from Val'sharah, and not at all classy. She asked me to learn the Salas language with her, saying that she would not teach me magic until the language was corrected. "

"it does not matter."

The pirate threw a piece of wood into the bonfire in front of him. He took off the hood of the Corruptor's robe and said to the little warlock:

"In ten minutes, she won't recognize you anymore. Fortunately, we have already gone through the admission procedures and are already members of the academy, but you will have to deal with her again tomorrow."

"I don't like this place."

The troll Zarak now removed the disguise of the Orb of Deceit. He touched his fangs unhappily and said to the others:

"The Deceit Orb won't work tomorrow, so I won't be able to go to class. The upper elves are so hostile to the trolls. If I dare to show up, they will kill me alive."

"I don't want to go to class, of course, not because I'm a bad student who wants to skip class. Captain, you know me, I'm willing to learn from people who are better than me.

But those elves are so arrogant! "

The orc Evil Eye was very unhappy and grabbed a handful of sulfur fire in the darkness. The faint flame illuminated his green-faced and fanged face, and he spoke vulgar words in the darkness:

"We are warlocks! We don't have to abide by the cumbersome rules of these elven spellcasters. If you ask me, why not give them to them tonight while they are resting."

"Don't worry, we have a plan."

Blake, who was illuminated by the firelight in the darkness, played with the Skull of Gul'dan in his hand and said in a conspiratorial tone:

"It's not yet time, wait until I finish the magic runes course tomorrow and get the qualification to study at Dean Lan Yue's place, then you can go ahead and do it.

Did you really think you were going to school when I brought you here? "

When everyone heard this, they immediately became interested, especially Zarak and Xieyan, two bastards who didn't want to be restrained. The evil in their eyes was no longer concealed.

"Now, after I steal the key to the treasure house, you two are going to cause a riot in the academy!"

Blake said to Evil Eye and Zarak:

"I asked you to bring the soul stones before. When the time comes, we will summon the demons. The bigger the noise, the better. It is best to lure Alya Lanyue out of the dean's office so that it can be convenient for me. work.

Natalie is there to support you.

As long as the time is controlled well, the fragments of the Tide Stone can be stolen before the Blue Moon returns. "

"good!"

"no problem!"

When the two villains heard this plan, they immediately geared up.

But the little warlock Kanrisad sitting in the darkness, holding his staff, made a weak protest. He said in the darkness:

"I don't think there's anything wrong with going to school here."

"Um?"

The eyes of the trolls and orcs fell on the thin boy at the same time. They wondered if Kanrisad was stupid. What fun was there in being suppressed by a group of arrogant elves?

"Hey, you're a warlock!"

Evil Eye said dissatisfied:

"The inheritance among warlocks is not academic. You have never experienced the 'training' of the Shadow Council, and you are like a little fledgling.

The growth of a warlock must be obtained in cruel wars and conspiracies.

For us, magic is one thing. The 'virtues' of cruelty and cunning must be learned by yourself! "

"The inheritance of orc warlocks is like this, but it doesn't mean that human warlocks have to be as barbaric as you!"

The skinny boy immediately countered:

"You followed Gul'dan and allowed that big bastard to shape you into the sad and cunning person you are now. But is the system Gul'dan left behind necessarily correct?

I have never received any orthodox magic education before, and I don't know how Dalaran and Quel'Thalas train spellcasters, but I just think Narthalas Academy is very good.

At least it's much better than following your wild path to inherit and learn magic.

At least they will teach me how to control the magic scale, how to draw runes well, how to use the staff, and how to prevent the magic from getting out of control! Did you teach me this?

You simply don't.

You just threw all your experience at me and asked me to learn it on my own, which turned me into the half-learned person I am now. Although Tutor Deliana’s words were unpleasant, she really wanted to teach me well.

She really wanted to teach me how to become a qualified spell caster. "

As he spoke, Kanrisade pursed his lips, looked at Blake again, and said:

"Captain, there is no serious system for human warlocks yet. They are all following the old path of orc warlocks. It is impossible for us to create another Shadow Council.

That path has been proven wrong. Gul'dan is dead. You killed him with your own hands. Was there anyone around him to help him when he died?

That is a road of betrayal and alienation.

I completely watched the process of you establishing the Uncrowned One. You want to reshape a path of rise that belongs only to you in the way of assassins. You want to redefine the rules for assassins.

You know that when your rules take effect, all assassins in the entire human world will become your swords.

But why can't we also set rules on the path of a warlock? "

The skinny boy's eyes glowed in the dark. He panted heavily and described his bold idea to Blake. With a sense of dark fantasy, he said:

"Nathras Academy is your opportunity, it is our opportunity!

These upper elf mentors have rich teaching experience. Although they are unfamiliar with warlock magic, as long as they learn it, they will definitely become the best warlock mentors.

I heard Zarak tell me your idea, we might as well move Nathalath Academy to Tol Barad!

Just fight Dalaran.

How long has Dalaran existed? It’s only less than three thousand years, and Nathalas College has existed for more than ten thousand years. By then, the orthodoxy of mages and warlocks will be on our side!

What do the mages of Dalaran use to fight us?

Don't you want to establish a country in Tol Barad? Why not build it from the Kingdom Magic Academy? We can completely copy the rise of Dalaran.

Valuable knowledge should not be monopolized by Dalaran!

We don't need to build a human version of the Shadow Council, Captain, we can build another Dalaran! No, we can be better, better, and better than them!

We are surrounded by the best and most powerful caster instructors in the entire world.

Didn't they say that Nathalas Academy has trained many magic princes?

Why should this glorious history be cut off?

Why can't Dean Blue Moon and Mentor Deliana cultivate a human magic prince for us? "

The thin boy finished speaking.

There was deathly silence in this dilapidated dormitory, Evil Eye and Zarak looked at each other, and Blake's eyes were filled with admiration.

He smiled and said:

"As expected of you, Canrisade Abelok. Talents are everywhere. You two losers should learn more from our skinny boy.

Don’t just think about destruction every day, you also need to think about construction.

never mind.

I don’t expect you to think about such in-depth issues.

Come.

Let's adjust the plan and rearrange it according to the ideas of the thin boy. "

——

While Blake and his friends were discussing their plans, Natalie was alone in the girls' dormitory with Dean Alya Blue Moon. It was not because the dean had any quirks among girls.

It was because of something in Natalie's hand that caught Dean Lanyue's attention.

"This is the remains of a great thing."

Elya Blue Moon sat beside the damp, cold, crumbling stone bed. This illusory ghost held in its hand the sacred eye that constantly emitted gentle holy light.

Natalie sat next to her with the etiquette of an apprentice, listening to the ghost who was more than 10,000 years old tell stories about the past.

"I can feel a familiar aura. I should have seen its complete form in the Moon Temple in Val'sharah."

Dean Lanyue pushed up his unique rimless crystal glasses.

At the time of death, the legendary mage of the upper elf, who was already very old, put the sacred eye that was not round in front of her eyes, observed carefully, and said:

"That was my travels before I became the dean of Narthalas College. Accompanied by the high priest Ms. Maiev, I spent many years studying in the oldest temple of the moon.

It was also during that time that I saw that great thing.

It is a strange staff.

Holding in the hand of a high priest of the Sisterhood of Elune, it possesses the power of both light and shadow, representing the two completely different phases of the moon, the healing of purity and the punishment of night.

The Moon Priests use the power of divine magic, which is a completely different system from magic. Their spells have different sources from the 'Holy Light' magic you use, but their expressions are very similar.

The Moon Priests' understanding of the different phases of the moon is very similar to the theory of light and shadow you described to me before, and may come from the same source.

I have tried to understand that power deeply.

But I am a mage after all, and I cannot accept that faith should take root in the heart of a person seeking the truth. "

Having said this, Dean Lanyue chuckled, as if recalling ancient memories. She returned the sacred eye in her hand to Natalie and said to her:

“When that strange staff is used for healing, it is called ‘blessing’. When it is used for punishment, it is called ‘curse’ with awe.

It is an example of the perfect fusion of two forces and a symbol of the path of light and shadow you are pursuing.

Unfortunately, that great thing was eventually destroyed.

The sacred eye in your hand is the remnant of the side that represents the healing power. If you want to repair it, you have to retrieve the remnant of the side that represents the darkness.

And, you also need a branch born with the power of nature.

I've heard that the druids have some kind of magic oak in their hands. Only the harmonious power of all things born in nature has the ability to carry and maintain light and shadow at the same time. "

Dean Lanyue pushed up his glasses and said to Natalie Serling who was thoughtfully beside him:

"You are walking on a very difficult road, newborn Natalie. This road cannot be maintained by pure faith. The temptation of darkness cannot be resisted by even the purest moon priest.

There has always been a terrifying legend among them about how they will become the 'Moonnight War God' after completely falling into the dark moon phase.

If you want to reach the end of this road, you must complete the recasting of "prayer". In this process, you may have a deeper understanding of the meaning of light and shadow.

When you understand that precious knowledge, your body and mind can be expanded to withstand greater power. "

Natalie nodded.

What Dean Lanyue said was very literary. To put it simply, if Natalie wants to become a legendary priest on the road of light and shadow, she must complete the recasting of the blessing staff.

"Where are the remains of the dark side?"

she asked.

Alya Blue Moon was about to return, but time slowly passed midnight at this moment, and a trace of confusion flashed across the face of this legendary spellcaster.

She glanced at Natalie and said regretfully:

"Ten thousand years, here we go again. Natalie Serling, let us get to know each other again in a few minutes. In addition, I have a bad temper, especially towards strangers with malicious intentions.

Narsalas Academy is generous, and we will return precious knowledge to all who seek it.

I hope you will restrain yourself.

Be a good student and pursue the truth of magic with all your heart. All this land can give you in return is knowledge. Those things that should not be taken away, let them stay here forever."

The next moment, the dean's expression became strange. She looked at Natalie Serling in front of her with vigilance, noticed the student badge on Natalie's robe, and said in a stern voice:

"Freshman! Have you finished your homework? What do you mean by shaking your head? Not finished? Then why are you still wasting time here?

So tired!

It seems you need some extra homework to remind you of the value of knowledge and the difficulty of schooling. Come on, finish this set of magic test papers. I only give you thirty minutes. "