Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 765 96. The Secret Order of the Moon God—Additional Update for Brother Wu Sangui [615]

Arthur Waycrest, Derek Proudmoore's best friend.

He is several years older than Drake, but he is basically the same age. Because of the good relationship between the Waycrest family and the Proudmoore family, Drake basically spent his childhood with Arthur.

They attended the Naval Academy together, served together, and fought in the Orc Wars together.

On the day Drake was in danger, Arthur was originally on the same fleet, but that day Arthur suffered from severe diarrhea and was unable to accompany him. Then he received the news that his brother was ambushed and killed by orcs.

Arthur collapsed then.

His fiancée, Miss Meredith, secretly took a boat to the Eastern Continent to comfort her painfully lost fiancé. On the way back, she was caught by Black who had just returned from Zandalar.

All I can say is that fate is so unpredictable.

So that's when my wife became your subordinate? This is really a story worth hearing.

In Mrs. Meredith's room, Arthur, with red eyes, held a bottle of wine in his hand, listening to his gentle and beautiful wife telling her and Blake's story.

Although there was still a trace of sadness in his heart about being raped, after seeing the miracle of his brother's resurrection, Arthur no longer cared about these little things.

He believed in his brother's character and there must be no problems between him and his wife.

To take a step back, even if there is,...

Ahem.

Better not.

My only question is, why didn't you tell me the news?

Arthur, who has a standard Drustvar appearance, is strong and handsome, complained dissatisfiedly:

In your heart, am I so untrustworthy?

No, Arthur.

Mrs. Meredith explained:

Your Highness also has his own reasons. The only people in Kul Tiras who know the news that he is alive are you and me. Not even his family knows.

Why is this?

Arthur's expression turned serious.

He knew that Drake was not an indifferent person, and there must be a reason for him to do this. He asked, but Blake shook his head.

pirate said:

Now is not the best time to say this, but if everything goes well, in more than half a month, you will be able to witness with your own eyes the darkness under the sun that I am worried about.

By the way, don't ask me why I became a pirate.

All I can say is that when you should understand, you will understand naturally.

I trust you.

Arthur nodded.

The young man who had just taken over as the head of the family stroked his well-groomed beard and said:

I will not interfere with your choices. I believe that everything you do is for the good of this country. If you need me for anything, please ask.

I was not able to board that ship with you, and that terrible event has left me with lifelong regret.

I once thought I was a coward for escaping death.

Please don't let me have this experience a second time.

That's too bad.

I don't want my brother who already has a happy family to take risks for me. Such behavior is not my standard for treating friends.

Blake laughed and said:

If you really want to help me, then inherit the wishes of successive Earls of Waycrest, rule this land well, and cleanse away the darkness that stalks me, so that I don't have to worry about the situation in my hometown when doing other things.

In addition, train the Ash Knights well, they are destined to take on more important missions in the future.

I will.

Arthur nodded seriously as if accepting the mission, and a few seconds later, asked softly:

Between you and His Majesty Dai Lin.

That's our father and son's business.

Black didn't want to talk about this issue. He patted Arthur's wrist and said:

Don't worry, I will arrange everything by then and won't put the Waycrest family in a dilemma.

No, that's not what I meant.

Arthur sighed, closed his eyes, and after three seconds of silence, he said:

If I have to choose between my brother and the king I serve, I hope I have the courage to betray my oath of allegiance, but it would be best if it doesn't come to that.

Arthur, you are wrong.

Mrs. Meredith blinked and said in her husband's ear:

Allegiance to the king is an oath of the Waycrest family, but our allegiance is to the king, not to a specific person. If His Highness eventually inherits the throne, then our full support is not betrayal.

You don’t have to worry about your vows, and you don’t have to feel like you’ve failed the Light.

In fact, His Highness, like you, both serve the Holy Light.

He is the most trusted ‘Chief of Templar Assassins’ under the Pope’s crown.

His dedication to the Holy Light and the world in the past year is enough to shame those priests who claim to be believers.

Ah, this couldn't be better.

Arthur laughed and hugged his wife's slender waist. The couple kissed him deeply in front of Blake, and smeared the sweet dog food on the face of their loyal Highness.

But is Blake such a person who swallows his anger?

Drake, maybe you can come with me. Huh? Where is he? Wasn't he still here just now?

When Arthur and Meredith reopened their eyes, Black across from them had disappeared, as if he had never existed at all.

All he left behind was a handkerchief with a farewell message written on it, and on the handkerchief was the same elf gold coin that Meredith never left.

Oh, I also said that I would invite him to go hunting at Arom's Terrace.

Arthur carefully put the handkerchief into his pocket, then put the cold gold coin in his hand to play with, and said something regretful.

Meredith curled her lips and said to herself that these men are just big pigs.

Before Black appeared, Arthur's heart was engraved on himself, but after seeing his brother, he suddenly lost himself in the sky.

Hey, your relationship is so good, you two should get married!

On the other side, Blake, who had slipped out of Waycrest Manor, stood on the edge of a cliff, patting his chest in a dramatic manner and saying:

Oh my god, luckily I walked fast, otherwise I would have eaten that dog food.

Well, my evil apprentice, when you were talking to that inferior being just now, I felt your complicated emotions.

Old man Sakir, who was placed as an ornament on Blake's waist, suddenly moved his upper and lower jaw bones and said:

You seem to be very familiar with and yet unfamiliar with him, you are enthusiastic yet resistant to him, and you want to talk to him but are very restrained. I am very curious as to what kind of hellish situation could cause you to have such complicated emotions.

You also said it's complicated, that is, something that cannot be explained in a sentence or two. But you see, I have achieved a great career at a young age, and now you can only appear in such a miserable dead ghost form.

So, do you need me to give you some ‘life advice’?

I see you need it very much.

Blake patted the skull and said rudely:

If you want to live a happy life, then mind your own business! Only in this way can you live longer.

Quack, quack, I've touched on what's on your mind.

Thaqir let out a jeering laugh and said:

Look, you are a bastard pretending to be a heartless person. You must have serious psychological problems. You have given yourself such a mess of power. You must be very insecure, right?

Blake paid no attention to the mouth-splitting skull.

He opened his arms and jumped off the cliff in front of him. He changed his movements in the air and jumped over the nearly 100-meter-high cliff like diving into the water.

The movements are elegant and fast, and the water splash is excellent.

Great posture when entering the water! Entering the water with great momentum!

Coupled with the majesty of being a Tide Baron and the temperament of a legendary pirate, an additional 10,000 points are added!

There was thunderous applause on the deck of the Nagfar, which was deep under the water, and everyone was cheering for the captain's perfect dive.

Of course, after cheering, everyone went to do their own things. The captain was not a stern character who liked to see the crew idle. When working on the Nagfar, if you want to live a long and happy life, the most important thing is to have a good eye!

Hey! Captain, why did you bring back another little girl?

The first mate Sephiel, who was waiting for Blake's return on the deck with his arms akimbo, looked at him suspiciously. Blake walked across the water film expressionlessly onto the deck, followed behind him was Kull, who was carrying a bag and looking around. Tiras blond little girl.

This made Sephiel very dissatisfied, and she scolded:

There are enough little guys on the ship. We have a dark and scary ghost ship here! It's not the nursery of the Nagfar. If you insist on bringing it, why don't you bring back a mighty guy who can fight?

You think I am willing?

Blake pouted and said:

Isn't this a trick? Stop talking nonsense and go arrange a cabin for Abby. Forget it, it's a waste for such a small person to live in a cabin alone.

Let her move to the dormitory of the Karazhan Opera Troupe, living with little Dorothy.

They were about the same age and should be friends, assuming she didn't get bitten to death by little Dorothy's vicious dog. Take her around on the boat again and teach her the rules.

After saying that, Blake turned back to little Abby who was looking around and said:

I don't keep idlers on my ship. If you want to join the opera troupe, go to my chief opera master, Barnes, and he will teach you.

If you don't want to sing opera, go find my chief maid, Taresha Foxton, and join her as the great cleaner of the Nagfar.

Abby nodded repeatedly and acted very well-behaved.

She secretly looked at Sephiel, the first mate who had a close relationship with the captain. This little witch was not an inexperienced person. She was also a spell caster and had already recognized Sephiel's true identity.

This is a dead dragon.

And before Abby boarded the ship, she felt a huge and cold will paying attention to her, and that will resided on the hull of the ship, like an invisible surging ghost.

Man, this ship looks really awesome.

It seems that he has to be strategically discouraged, survive the initial period of weakness, and wait until he embraces the lap of the most evil person on the ship, and then he can become more powerful.

Well, that’s it, the plan works!

After arranging the new passengers, Black strolled back to his captain's cabin. Under his order, the Nagfar slowly turned around in the abyss and sailed toward the northwest of the Kul Tiras island.

The pirate was about to do a few papers to calm down, but as soon as he took out his magic pen, he heard the sound of boots hitting the floor in front of him.

You should know that I can sense everything on my ship, right?

Blake said without raising his head:

Even the Watcher's Shadow Escape can't hide this ship's perception.

Indeed, your ship is an evil living creature, and we passengers are like 'food' swallowed by it. It only needs one command from you and it will start to 'digest' us.

The elusive warden Nasa said coldly:

This is your mobile prison, and every cage has an evil soul locked in it. Perhaps you were born to be a warden.

You do a great job at this, running your prison with authority and fear, making everyone fear and obey you.

As expected of an elf whose whole body is covered with artistic bacteria.

Blake lamented:

No one has ever evaluated the relationship between me and my precious ship so accurately. You are the first person to taste the truth as soon as you board the ship. Maybe I should give you some preferential treatment.

no.

Nasa said businesslikely:

The interrogation of Ke'sir has ended. It was escorted back to Watch Island by my two apprentices. After ten days at most, the two teams of veterans from Watch Island will return with them.

I have received word from the Cenarion Circle and the Secret Passage, and the help we need has set out to meet us in Stormsong Valley.

I want to remind you that this matter has been taken seriously by the Sisters of Elune after I reported it. However, the night elves are unwilling to conflict with the human kingship, so we must keep a low profile.

Low-key?

Blake stopped the pen in his hand, raised his head, looked at Nasa, and said in a strange tone:

What do you think we are doing? After this situation, you still want to keep a low profile? I can guarantee that this matter will not develop into a big incident like Dalaran.

But if you want to sneak in and finish your work and then sneak out, I guess it's impossible.

To be able to issue such an order, it seems that the bureaucratic habits within the night elves are also very serious. They completely ignore the actual situation on the front line. Ten thousand years of peace have really made you forget how to fight.

Putting aside your ridicule of the Kaldorei, I quite agree with what you said.

Nasa let out a weird laugh and said:

You are indeed very similar to us. The Watchers have always hated the indecision of the higher-ups, which is why we have drifted away from them. If you are a female elf, you will definitely win respect among the Watchers.

I sensed sexism.

Blake sneered and said:

Be careful if I complain to you, bastard. If you have nothing to do, go and rest. Don't disturb my study. Besides, I hope you old antiques are ready.

Where we go next is a weird place that requires pioneering thinking to enjoy the adventure.

It is also a very dangerous place. The threats come not only from the immediate eyes, but also from the crazy things made by crazy technology. You'd better discuss it with the gnomes and learn how to deal with mechanical creatures.

Huh? Are you kindly reminding us?

Nasa said suspiciously:

When did you become so kind?

I asked you to behave decently and don't embarrass me.

Blake waved his hands and said:

If you interfere with my grand debut in Mechagon, I will throw you into the sea to feed the fish. Don't laugh, I'm serious.