Shadow Trails in Azeroth

A few days after experiencing the "assassination" of Maris Demon Calamity, the pirate stayed in the underground laboratory of Narthalas College, receiving magic pattern enhancement from his mentors.

Until the three enhancements in the first stage were completed, ten additional binding magic patterns and three sets of caster circuit magic patterns were added to his chest. According to Black's request, they were combined and shaped into the shape of a compass.

There is a skull hidden sword on the back, a sea compass on the chest, and sharp claws on the shoulders. There is a shimmering light when the magic power rolls.

It made him look even more naughty.

Well, if Black like this loses his job and becomes the pirate king in the future, or is defeated by his old father on the sea, he won't have nowhere to go.

Going to the Red Jack Tavern to be a pole-dancing cowherd or something like that will definitely make the empty-hearted rich ladies and ladies scream loudly and spend a lot of money to make "love offerings" for him.

It can be regarded as leaving a "escape path" for yourself.

"You should go back to your fleet. Several of your subordinates have returned. It is said that they have brought back new apprentices and are waiting for your summons."

Dean Lanyue sent the pirate, who had put on the Corruptor's robes and covered all the magic marks on his body, out of the construction site of the college that was being built.

She held the Holy Staff of Aluneth and said to her proud disciple at the edge of the swamp:

"Go to the North Island to pack your bags. I have received an official invitation from the Kirin Tor Council of Dalaran. In a week, we will go to Dalaran for an official magical visit.

As the Grand Master of the Warlock School, you and your companions will also join the visiting group. "

"Oh, this should have been arranged in advance."

Blake rubbed his chin and said:

"Just those few crooked melons and cracked dates. Taking them out will hurt your image. There is an orc inside. If you go to Dalaran like this, I'm afraid they will be beaten out with sticks."

"There is no place for stupid racist prejudice in the realm of magic."

Dean Lan Yue shook her head and did not regard this matter as a trouble. She said calmly:

"Ten thousand years ago, Queen Azshara also had troll witch doctors serving her in her palace. If Dalaran refuses our visit because of the orcs, it proves that they are nothing more than that.

We are talking about magic and knowledge, and the skin is just a tool for carrying knowledge. "

"That's true, but I didn't see you, mentor, showing mercy to those troll pirates when you attacked the rogue port."

Blake said with a strange look in his eyes:

"And you yourself have said things like 'trolls deserve to die' more than once."

"Does my preaching of racial equality have anything to do with my killing of trolls? Does my respect for all knowledge conflict with my hatred of troll civilization?"

Dean Lan Yue's tone became dangerous, and she said:

"Wisdom is the most important thing, and it doesn't matter whether the skin that carries it exists or not."

"Yes, yes, Dean, everything you said is right."

The pirate immediately corrected his statement and saw that the disciple "corrected his mistakes when he knew they were wrong", which satisfied Dean Lanyue. She glanced at the Skull of Gul'dan hanging on Blake's chest and the grimoire on his waist, and then asked:

"As the Grand Master of the Warlock School, don't you have your own grimoire yet?"

"Well, I have been trying to search for the grimoires left by Gul'dan. After all, he is the Grand Master. He must have some dignity and cannot fool him with other grimoires."

Blake touched the grimoire on his waist and said:

"As for my own grimoire, although I have always had the idea to write it, I feel that my current level of research on warlock magic is not enough for me to write a shocking grimoire.

Since I'm not sure, I won't write it for now. "

"You have completed a powerful new magic with your own hands, and you are already qualified for it."

Dean Lanyue took out a large grimoire in the elf style with a thick cover and wrapped in fine black chains from his arms, and handed it to his disciple.

she says:

“No matter how good someone else’s grimoire is, it still belongs to someone else.

Just like the several powers you are using now, you are still moving forward according to the original tradition. You also complained to me that you were confused on the road of assassination.

It's time to break away from the old framework and find your own path.

Although you have your own ideas about your career plan, I still recommend that you start to summarize the power that shapes your legend before you are promoted to legend.

I am very optimistic about your future, maybe I should include you as a candidate for the next dean of Nathalas College.

Don't look at me like that, I'm healthy and will be around for a long time. But it is a matter of inheritance of the college and must be taken seriously. It is always good to prepare early. "

"I think you prepared too early."

The pirate whistled and let the hippogryph hovering above his head come down. He said to Dean Blue Moon:

"This time I went to Dalaran, met Old Merry, and obtained the knowledge of the Lich from him. After completing the job transfer, you will become immortal.

Dean, you could easily live to see my great-great-great-grandson born, attend his birth celebration, see him grow up, attend his wedding, witness the birth of his son, his son's wedding.

Finally, I went to preside over his funeral and read a few poems and so on.

By that time, I had long since become a pile of withered bones.

The story that belonged to me at that time has long been forgotten. The sea will return to calm. I will never live in the future. Everything will be shaped into something I don’t recognize.

Only you will live in this world forever and record all its changes. "

"As long as I'm here, it won't happen."

Dean Lan Yue leaned on his staff and said softly:

"We will record your stories, all the stories, and people will hear these long-standing legends. In their oral transmission, these legends will also become new myths.

And you are destined to have a place in it. "

"If you say that, I feel more relieved."

The pirate put the full-face helmet of the Corruptor suit on his head, tied the blank grimoire given by the dean around his waist, mounted the hippogryph, and took out the Ursalus war scythe as his magic weapon. Rod use.

The dean didn't stay long, and disappeared from the place with a teleportation.

This makes the six-legged crocodile hiding in the mud looking for lunch very disappointed. It will be hungry again today.

——

"Hello Captain."

"Ah, Captain, I haven't seen you for so long, and you have become much more powerful. Your domineering display makes me tremble. It seems that you have achieved more evil achievements on the dark road."

Blake returned to the North Island outside the town of Losberg and landed on the ruins of a watchtower on the coast. He was immediately surrounded by Kanrisad and Evil Eye, who had not seen each other for more than a month, to say hello.

The skinny boy was as gloomy as ever, and he was not very good at saying flattering words.

This time the Evil-Eyed Orcs came back from working in the Burning Plains, and they were much more eloquent.

The giant magician did not participate in the flattery. He was introducing his two friends and their dark and evil deeds to his subordinate Dakuru.

On the outer edge of the ruins of this watchtower, stood three guys and the Sparks couple. They participated in today's meeting as apprentices and low-level warlocks.

"How are things going?"

Blake got off his mount, coughed a few times, leaned on his sickle staff, showed the arrogance and indifference of a great master of the Warlock School, and asked in a long voice.

Evil Eye was the first to jump out to show his credit.

The hunched one-eyed orc chuckled and said to his captain:

"According to your request, evil and powerful captain, I carefully selected thirty people in Blackstone Tower as my apprentices, and they are coming to the island on the goblin ship.

I have personally checked each of them. Their spellcasting talents, viciousness, and cunning character are all top-notch, and they can definitely become the best warlocks.

In addition, as per your instructions, I have already met with Red and reminded him about the black dragon. I also brought back ten orc assassins from him, which can be added to your organization. "

"Yes, Not Bad."

Blake nodded and asked:

"What about their connection with the Dark Iron Dwarves?"

"The first batch of orc shamans have been sent to Shadowforge City as apprentices and are undergoing training."

When mentioning this matter, Xie Yan said angrily:

"In exchange for these apprentices accepting Ragnaros' power, Red, the good-for-nothing, gave the precious Heart of Gul'dan as a gift to the Dark Iron Emperor Thaurissan.

But it doesn’t matter.

I have already found out where the warlock's treasure is stored and placed a reward in Ravenholdt Manor. Perhaps your colleagues can give me a surprise. "

"Forget it."

In response, the pirate said disdainfully:

"My colleagues have been busy with Lothar-related matters recently, and they don't have time to go into Shadowforge City to do work.

Besides, if a group of guys who can't even get into the Windrunner's Tower are allowed to go to Thaurissan's palace to steal things, that's simply a recipe for death.

Instead of relying on them, you might as well rely on your own planning.

Did you bring that restless dwarf back? "

Blake asked again.

He had just discovered that there was a strange white-haired bald dwarf standing on the edge of the tower waiting to be summoned. The guy was still secretly relying on his "height advantage" to look at the face of Amnarris Yuejun standing next to him. Upskirting.

And the girl from Yue County seemed to have drunk a little too much. She was so drunk that she didn't notice the evil look of the dwarf.

Well, speaking of it, why did the girl from Yue County appear in a gathering place of a group of warlocks? Shouldn't she apply to become a mage apprentice at Narthalas College these days?

"Yes, he is a 'talent' I discovered at the Black Iron Bar."

Xie Yan rubbed his hands and said to his captain as if recommending good talents:

"This dwarf is 'self-taught'. He is as talented as the skinny boy. He can summon the Demon Guard by himself without receiving professional training, and he has not been hacked to death.

This talent and luck are already amazing.

His name is Wilfred Fizbane, and it is said that he once studied in Dalaran, but was later kicked out because he committed something. "

"Oh, that unlucky guy."

When Blake heard the name, he knew who the dwarf was. This guy will indeed do a "big thing" as a warlock in the future, and he can be said to be famous all over the world.

But the cost is miserable.

"Teach him more, and focus on taking care of his neglectful behavior."

The pirate gave an order, and Xie Yan nodded his head.

Although I didn’t quite understand what the captain meant, it was definitely right to nod at this time.

"What about you? Skinny boy, why did you bring me a little girl who is younger than you?"

Blake was dissatisfied and said to Kanrisade beside him:

"Do you really think of me as a kindergarten? I'm warning you, you can train the people you bring back by yourself. I have no interest in teaching a whining yellow-haired girl."

"Captain, don't underestimate her. This girl is really ruthless and can easily kill several orcs."

The skinny boy held his Jordan staff and said to his captain:

"I met her on a farm in the western wilderness. She was an orphan from Hillsbrad Hills. It is said that her parents died in the Orc War.

She survived until the end of the war by herself, and followed the refugees to the Kingdom of Stormwind to help work on the Sardine Farm.

I went there with my sister for an outing, and after hearing her story, I wondered how a ten-year-old girl could survive the ravages of orcs.

She pretended to be stupid for me at first, but when I asked her anxiously, she used a curse to try to kill me.

The one who moves so skillfully does not look like a novice at all. "

Kanrisade shrugged, pointed to the lonely girl standing on the edge, and said to his captain:

"Fortunately, I was prepared and commanded the demon to knock her down, and I found a broken grimoire from her body. According to her, she found it on the body of a human traitor warlock who was killed by Alliance soldiers.

She is also a 'self-taught person' and is very good at disguise. She relied on her young age to evade many interrogations by the Holy Light Church.

This girl is cruel and ruthless.

Fortunately, I arrived at the right time, otherwise the old Sardin family would have died in her hands sooner or later. "

"This age, this background, this talent."

After Black listened to Kanrisade's description, he rubbed his chin and suddenly spoke after a few seconds:

"Bijuka?"

"Um?"

The lonely girl standing on the edge waiting to be summoned subconsciously raised her head.

The moment she saw the pirate, she shook her body, as if she felt the terrifying aura coming from the pirate and was frightened.

"Captain, this is amazing, how do you know her name is Bijuka?"

Kanrisade asked doubtfully:

"Have you heard of her before?"

"Of course I've heard of it."

Blake patted the thin boy on the shoulder with a strange expression and whispered:

"I also know that the 'bad relationship' between you and her is destined to last until one of you two dies.

Ah, fate has changed its course like this, but you two can still get together. This must be the malicious will of the world. Listen to my advice, my silly child, leave her to other teachers.

Cut off the bond as soon as possible, otherwise you will die in her hands sooner or later. "

"Captain, what you said is too scary."

The skinny boy still didn't believe it, he said:

"No matter how powerful she is, she is still a wild low-level warlock. When it comes to spellcasting ability, she is far behind. I have legendary jewelry in my hand and am her mentor. I don't believe she can kill me."

"up to you."

The pirate had already done what he needed to do, and since the skinny boy didn't believe in evil, there was nothing he could do.

Then he raised his head and shouted to the last guy:

"Annares, you don't care about the useless elves under your command, don't go to magic classes, don't prepare for your own trip, why are you here with us warlocks?

Are you planning to observe the evil rituals of us warlocks? "

"Well"

The girl from Yue County whose name was called by Blake showed an expression of despair. The female pirate covered her face and said in shame:

"I failed the academy's entrance test, Commander.

I can't be a mage anymore, woo woo, they said that the bloodline of our Yuejun family has deteriorated too much and we no longer have the talent to cast spells, woo woo.

I can only, woo woo, at their suggestion, woo woo, come to be a warlock, woo woo. "

"asshole!"

Black scolded:

"You can be a warlock if you want to? Are you really treating me like a trash can and stuffing all kinds of waste into me? Go ahead and be your pirate, I won't accept you as a warlock.

What a shame! "

"Woo, Commander, I'm ready, woo, 50,000 gold coins as tuition, woo, just accept me."

"Ah, there is a tuition fee. I forgot about it. Okay, ok, come here and pay the tuition fee. From now on, you will be a glorious member of our Warlock School.

Go and call those losers under your command over, clean up the tower, and start formal classes in the afternoon. "