Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Hey, stinky captain, you are not allowed to peek!

Little Xingxing, who was wrapped in a bath towel, wrapped his head in a big towel and walked barefoot towards the steamy hot spring. As he walked, he held his chest and said fiercely to Blake, who was also wrapped in a bath towel behind him:

I sent Sai Anne to stare around. If you dare to peek, I will ask my grandpa to teach you a lesson.

The outrageous stinky pirate also wears his own red eye patch when taking a bath in the hot springs. In addition, the color of his cheeks and hair have been changed by magic.

He no longer looks like him.

The incident where he was almost recognized by Jaina in Nanhai Town already left him with lingering fears.

After thinking about it for a while, he simply used the Deceit Orb to change his outfit. Fortunately, this magic only changed his body shape and did not affect his bathing in the hot springs.

I won't peek at you even if I want to. Fenner's figure is much better than yours.

Hearing Little Star's warning, Blake curled his lips and said something.

As a result, she received a look of disdain from Little Star. Princess Blue Dragon stared at Blake like she was looking at garbage. She made a humiliating gesture, made a face at Blake and complained:

That's your half-sister! Hey~ I've long heard that you human royal families are in chaos, and now it seems that you are also one of those dirty guys.

I really misjudged you!

If you take a peek at any girl except me while you are in the hot spring tonight, it will prove that you are a complete pervert, Captain! If you peek at me, it also proves that you are a crooked and bad person.

It's enough!

Blake clenched her fists, causing Little Star to shrink her head. She took a step back and said timidly:

No, you can still peek at Ms. Natalie. Okay, I won't say it anymore, okay? It's just a joke. Why can't you take a joke?

With such complaints, Little Xingxing quickly ran into the large hot spring they had reserved. Soon, the sounds of girls playing around could be heard inside.

Little Xingxing was screaming, as if Fenner had held her down in the water to teach her a lesson.

The loyal guard of the Blue Dragon Princess, Seanigosa, was also wearing a bath towel, but she was guarding the road leading to the hot springs, holding the Green Dragon Legion Rune Sword in her hand, looking at everyone nearby with murderous eyes.

Blake shook his head as he watched.

He put the towel in his hand on his shoulder and strolled towards the small hot spring that he had reserved with his little fishman who was also wearing a bath towel.

Ah, Mr. Black.

As soon as they entered the hot spring, Tanred, who was leaning against the stone, stood up suddenly. The little prince seemed very nervous, and it really made him uncomfortable to be with such a dangerous person.

What's wrong? Are you so coy?

The magic eyeball on the pirate's shoulder glanced at Tanred in the mist. He walked into the hot spring and leaned there in the most comfortable and relaxing posture, feeling the slightly hot water wash over his body.

He let out a comfortable breath, closed his eyes under the blindfold, and lazily said to Tanred:

Does it make you uncomfortable to be with men? Do you want to go to the ladies? If you go there, a little boy like you who hasn't fully grown your hair yet, they probably won't kick you out.

Don't all the children bathe with their mothers?

no!

Tanred's cheeks turned red and he retorted, saying:

I always wash it with my father!

Oh, Dai Lin.

Blake curled his lips and took off the towel in the water. The next moment, Tanred let out an exclamation.

Even through the thick mist, he could see the cool and dark magic patterns on Blake's body. For a child like him who was not a spell caster, he could not understand the meaning and wisdom represented by those magic patterns at all.

But that doesn't stop him from seeing it as a cool tattoo symbol.

My dad has tattoos too.

Tanred approached Black and looked at Black's tattoo with wide eyes curiously. The aesthetics of the upper elves in this regard cannot be questioned.

They used magic patterns to create various unknown and powerful patterns, making children like Tanred feel extremely handsome and bohemian.

But he was still a little unconvinced and said:

My dad's one is even better!

Hello? You are the same age as Gianna. Are you eleven years old this year?

Blake turned around and picked up a bottle of wine from the side, bit the cork and took a sip, letting out a comfortable groan, and then said to Tanred:

I don't think your sister can say such childish words, and I have seen a prince about your age who just killed a dragon a few days ago and is now planning to explore another world.

You are also a prince, why do you still say such words here that make me feel that you are just a child? Sure enough, the youngest child in the family always gets spoiled, right?

no!

Tanred screamed again:

I also went to sea with my father. I am practicing my strength carefully, and I will become a hero who fights orcs like my brother!

But your brother is dead.

Blake pouted and said:

Maybe you shouldn't use him as a role model.

These words were a bit harsh, and Tanred's expression suddenly became disappointed. He didn't want to say anything more to Blake, so he walked to the side alone, sat in the water and stopped talking.

Oh my God, what a mouth I have.

Blake raised his brows and complained in a low voice. He thought for a while, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, coughed again, and said to Tanred next to him:

Well, I was wrong. I shouldn't have brought up your sadness. But if you want to prove to me that you are a man, I have something to ask you.

I am not interested!

Tanred lowered his head and said:

Dad said that we shouldn't try to prove ourselves to others casually. Living relying on other people's praise is what stupid people do.

Well said, but if you want to show maturity, don't add dad, mom, or sister in every sentence.

Blake snorted and said:

Some of my friends are about to launch an operation in Port Boralus, which is related to the legend of the Mechanognomes.

Kelsey is the little pink-haired dwarf you met before. She plans to go to Boralus to find the forerunners of the mechanical dwarfs hidden in the city during the stormy night.

She's a great agent, and I have several equally great friends who will help.

However, none of them are locals, so they need a guide who is familiar with Port Boralus to cooperate. I originally planned to ask little Jaina.

But a mage is too conspicuous, maybe we can look for a little guy who is not so conspicuous.

The pirate paused.

The eyeballs on his shoulders rotated and he noticed Tanred who was quiet and listening. He grinned silently and said:

So, if you have a suitable candidate, you might as well recommend it to Kelsey. In addition, I want to remind you that Kelsey is a cute little dwarf, but she is very scary when she is angry.

The orcs who died in her hands ranged from fifty to thirty, so when you cooperate with her, remember to focus on the task and don't cause trouble, let alone her.

I'm not interested.

Tanred said something duplicity, but in his heart he couldn't help but imagine the scene where he helped the agents catch the mechanical gnome in the city.

That is the famous urban legend in Port Boralus. If you can crack the secret of that legend,

How's it going? Are you interested?

Black's mean voice suddenly sounded in Tanred's ears, startling the little prince. He wanted to jump up, but Black stretched out his hand and held him down in the water.

The pirate whispered:

You look tired, kid, maybe you should take a break.

But I'm not tired.

Tanred said something.

Then he heard the pirate say to him:

No, you are tired, you just don't know it, go to sleep.

As soon as Blake finished speaking, Tanred was wrapped in the magic of sleep, and the little prince instantly fell into sleep, lowered his head and snored slightly.

The pirate carefully leaned him against the edge of the pool to avoid falling into the water and suffocating.

Shh!

Blake raised his finger and made a silent gesture towards the little fish man.

He stretched his body in the water again, picked up the wine next to him and raised his head, then wiped his mouth and said to the other side of the mist-shrouded hot spring:

You thought you would have come earlier, my brother.

I came early enough, but I didn't expect you to take risks by running into a garbage dump.

In the pool on the other side of the mist, Mathias Shore, who didn't know when he appeared there, covered his eyes with a towel and was leaning on the hot spring enjoying a moment of tranquility.

He said softly:

I'm different from you. I don't have any weird or special fondness for garbage, so I didn't follow it. Seeing that you look so happy, maybe you found something good in the garbage?

Well, Old Garni is right, you are really talented at picking up trash.

Of course you can taunt me all you want, but that won't change the fact that the content of your next trial is in my hands.

Blake waved his hand nonchalantly.

He said to Shore opposite:

This is the first master trial I conducted after defeating Ravenholdt. If you can ask me, I can consider lowering the difficulty a little.

What do you think?

Come on, give me a squeeze on your shoulders.

It's getting more and more excessive.

Shore snorted and said:

My time is tight, His Majesty the King only gave me a month's leave. The orc tribe in the Blackstone Tower over the Burning Plains is getting bigger and bigger, and I have to mobilize the power of MI7 to infiltrate them.

I know that those orcs gathered there and it was your arrangement, so I want to ask you.

Hey, just focus on the task at hand, okay?

Blake held out his hand to interrupt Shore's inquiry.

He poured tons and tons of wine into his mouth and said to Xiao:

I'm going to announce the content of your master trial. Listen carefully and don't think about anything else. This task is very difficult. You are at risk of losing your life at any time.

Say it, I'm listening.

Xiao's expression changed in the mist.

He coughed, and Blake nodded and said in a gentle voice:

Kul Tiras looks prosperous, but there are undercurrents within the country. The Pope will soon come here to officiate at the wedding of the successor to House Waycrest.

I'll be there doing something to fulfill my duties as a Templar Assassin.

But this has nothing to do with you.

You need to go to Stormsong Valley at the same time as I move, where the largest town, Brennadan, will meet up with my chief retainer, where you will start a reconnaissance operation.

Then comes the second phase of formal action.

The more and more detailed you investigate, the easier the second phase of the operation will be. But I am not deliberately exaggerating the dangers of this operation. You will be dealing with the most dangerous and well-hidden group of villains in Azeroth.

Not only will they seek to destroy your body, they will also seek to torture your spirit and taint your soul.

You can choose to say no, and I don't blame you for it.

It's definitely a bit more dangerous.

Shore was silent for a moment.

He said:

So, although this is a master trial, you are actually asking me for help. You need me to help you do this. Apart from me, you can't find anyone more suitable and trustworthy, right?

What about Nathanos?

Why don't you come to him?

He is training in the Broken Isles.

Blake waved his hand and said:

He will be involved in it in the future, but not now. This is a war that needs to be hidden and fought in the shadows. I am just here to blow the horn.

Look at you, Blake.

Xiao Er chuckled and said in a strange tone:

You must have very few friends. You are an awkward guy. If you need my help, just say so. How can I bear to refuse you? Well, my brother needs me, and I will definitely help.

In the name of the Shore family, I accept this trial.

Very good. I like such crisp answers. It would be better if there is less nonsense next time.

The stinky pirate glared at the assassin opposite him and said:

How many of the source gemstones I asked you to find last time were found?

Well, that's not much.

Xiao said with some embarrassment:

I have been trying to track the black dragons and their servants, but recently they seem to have disappeared all of a sudden. I have only found less than thirty.

No, it's too far off. Thirty blades can't even be used to create a weapon.

Blake curled his lips and gestured to the little fishman in the water beside him. Benbol climbed up the pool with a croaking voice, shook the water on his body, and ran out.

It ran back a few minutes later, holding a wooden box in its paws with a sacred posture.

The smelly pirate took the wooden box and turned it up and down in his hand.

The eyeball on his shoulder glanced at Shore. He placed the box on the water and swung it gently. The Tide Baron's ability to control the water flow was activated, and the box swished in front of Shore like a boat.

The leader of MI7 opened the box.

It was lined with black velvet, and there were two weird daggers with unique shapes like dragon teeth and lava embellishments. On the handles of the daggers, there was an eyeball-shaped decoration made of gemstones, which looked extremely dark and evil.

“Take it and do great things with an open mind.

I gave it a nice name, fear. I hope it can help you kill the fear in your heart and bring your fear to the enemy.

The other one is called Revenge, and I hope it will kill everyone who can give you the name of 'Revenge'.

Blake leaned against the hot spring, holding the wine bottle, and said in a cunning tone:

You will feel its power, and it will help you clear the darkness in front of you.

But remember, it's still a work in progress.

You must use it to hunt down those Void believers who have fallen into madness, and use the power of corruption from the same source to warm its blade.

When it forms a stronger and sharper existence under the sharp blade, you can hold it and enter the second stage of strengthening, and then the third stage.

This means that you have to serve me at least twice, my brother.

Unless you are willing to give it up.

You are willing to give up the deadliest twin blades that Azeroth can ever produce, the deadly twin blades that will be connected to your blood.

I would have helped you without them, you should know that.

Shaw held the two daggers in his hands. He felt the power surging in the daggers and said:

Thanks, I owe you a favor.

No, in addition to the favor, you also owe me three hundred and thirty-three source of gems. That is a very, very expensive sum of money. Even if I sell it to you, it won't be enough to make up for it.

Blake corrected seriously:

Well, it will probably take you a lifetime to pay off such a debt, my dear brother.