Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 738 69. The first step of the master's trial: accompany the master to soak in the hot spring

   "Hey, Captain Smelly, you are not allowed to peek!"

   The little star, who was wrapped in a set of bath towels, wrapped his head in a large towel, and walked barefoot to the steaming hot spring. As he walked, he clutched his chest and said fiercely to Blake, who was also wrapped in a bath towel behind him:

   "I can send Sai Annie to stare around. If you dare to peek, I will ask my grandfather to teach you a lesson."

  The stinky pirate also wears his own red eye patch when he soaks in the hot spring. In addition, his cheeks and hair color have been magically changed.

   is no longer like him.

   The fact that he was almost recognized by Jaina in Nanhai Town had already made him linger in fear.

   After thinking about it for a while, he simply used the Deception Orb to change his outfit. Fortunately, this magic only changes his body shape, and does not affect his hot springs.

   "If I want to peek, I won't peek at you. Fina's figure is much better than yours."

   Hearing Little Star's warning, Blake pouted and said something.

   The result was greeted with a contemptuous look from Little Xingxing. The Blue Dragon Princess stared at Blake with a **** look. She made a humiliating gesture and grimaced at Blake and complained:

   "That's your half-sister! Hey~ I've heard that the human royal family is very chaotic, and now it seems that you are also one of those nasty guys.

   I really misread you!

  Tonight in the hot spring, if you peek at any girl except me, it will prove that you are a complete pervert, Captain! If you peek at me, it also proves that you are a bad person who is not serious. "

"It's enough!"

  Blake clenched his fists and made Little Xingxing shrink her head. She took a step back and said cowardly:

   "No, you can still take a peek at Ms. Natalie. Well, I won't talk about it, okay? Just kidding, why can't you be so funny?"

   Complaining like this, Little Xingxing ran into the big hot spring that they had wrapped, and soon, the girls slapped inside.

   Little Xingxing was screaming, as if she was taught a lesson by Fenna in the water.

   And the Blue Dragon Princess' loyal guard, Senegosa, was also wearing a bath towel, but she was on the way to the hot spring, holding the Green Dragon Legion Rune Sword in her hand, and staring at everyone nearby with murderous eyes.

   Blake shook his head for a while.

   He threw the towel in his hand on his shoulders, and walked over to the small hot spring he had wrapped with his little murloc who was also wearing a bath towel.

   "Ah, Mr. Black."

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

   "What's the matter? So twisted?"

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

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

   "Does it make you uncomfortable to stay with the men? Do you want to go to the ladies' side? If a boy like you who hasn't grown all his hair goes there, they probably won't drive you out.

   Don't the children bathe with their mother? "

"no!"

   Tan Reid's cheeks flushed and retorted, he said:

   "I always wash with my dad!"

   "Oh, Dalene."

  Blake pouted and lifted the bath towel in the water. In the next instant, Tan Reid let out an exclamation.

   Even through the thick mist of water, he could see the cool and dark magic lines on Black's body. For a child like him who was not a spellcaster, he could not understand the meaning and wisdom of those magic lines.

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

   "My dad also has tattoos on him."

  Tan Reid 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 the magic pattern to form a variety of unintelligible patterns, which made children like Tan Reed feel unusually handsome and uninhibited.

   But he was still a little unconvinced and said:

   "My dad's one is even better!"

   "Hello? You are the same age as Jaina, are you eleven years old?"

  Black turned his head and picked up a bottle of wine from the side, bit the stopper and drank it, moaning comfortably, and said to Tan Reid:

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

  You are also a prince, why are you here to say things that make me feel like you are just a child? Sure enough, the youngest child in the family is always spoiled, right? "

"no!"

   Tan Reid screamed again:

   "I also went out to sea with my father. I practiced my strength with my heart, and I will become a hero fighting orcs like my brother!"

   "But your brother died."

   Black pouted and said:

   "You probably shouldn't take him as an example."

   These words were a bit heavy, and Tan Reid's expression suddenly changed to a loss. He didn't want to say anything to Blake anymore. He walked to the side alone and sat in the water and stopped talking.

   "God, my mouth is this."

  Blake raised his eyebrows and whispered, he thought about it, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, coughed again, and said to Tan Reid next to him:

   "Well, I was wrong and shouldn't bring up your sadness. But if you want to prove to me that you are a man, I just happen to have something to ask you here."

"I am not interested!"

   Tan Reid lowered his head and said:

   "Dad said we shouldn't just try to prove ourselves to others. Living on the admiration of others is something stupid people do."

   "Well said, but if you want to be mature, don't add dad, or mom, or sister to every sentence."

   Black snorted and said:

   "Some of my friends are about to launch an operation in Boralus Harbor, which is still related to the legend of the mechanical gnome.

  Kelsey, the pink-haired gnome you've seen before, plans to go to Boralus to find the forerunners of the mechanical gnomes hidden in the city during the stormy night.

   She's a very good agent, and a few of my friends who are also very good will be there to help.

   But they are not locals, so they need a guide who is familiar with Boralus Harbor to cooperate with them. I was going to ask Little Jaina.

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

  The pirates stopped.

  The eyeballs on his shoulders rolled, and he noticed Tan Reed who was quietly listening. He grinned silently and said:

  "So, if you have the right person, you might as well recommend Kelsey. Also, let me remind you that Kelsey is a cute little dwarf, but she is scary when she gets angry.

   The number of orcs who died in her hands is not fifty or thirty, so when you are working with her, remember to focus on the task, don't make trouble, let alone mess with her. "

   "I'm not interested."

  Tan Reid said something duplicitous, but he couldn't help imagining the scene where he helped the agents catch the mechanical gnome in the city.

   That is the famous "urban legend" of Boralus Harbor, if you can decipher the secret of that legend

   "How is it? Are you interested?"

  Blake's cheap voice suddenly sounded in Tan Reid's ear, which startled the little prince. He was about to jump up, but Blake stretched out his hand and pressed him into the water.

  The pirate said softly:

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

   "But I'm not tired."

   Tan Reid said something.

   Then he heard the pirates say to him:

   "No, you're tired, you just don't know, go to sleep."

  Blake's voice just fell, Tan Reid was wrapped in sleeping magic, the little prince fell into a sleep state instantly, lowered his head and snored slightly.

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

   "Shhh!"

  Black raised his finger and made a silent gesture to the little fishman.

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

   "You thought you'd come earlier, my brother."

   "I came early enough, I just didn't expect you to run into a garbage dump and risk it."

  In the pool on the other side of the mist, Mathias Shore, who appeared there at some point, covered his eyes with a towel, and was leaning against the hot spring to enjoy a moment of tranquility.

   He said softly:

   "I'm not the same as you, I don't have a weird and special fondness for garbage, so I didn't follow up. Seeing you look so happy, maybe you found something good in the garbage?

   Well, old Gani is right, you are really talented at picking up trash. "

   "Of course you can mock me at will, but that doesn't change the fact that the content of your next trial is in my hands."

  Black waved his hand indifferently.

   He said to Shore opposite:

   "This is my first Master Trial since I broke Ravenholdt, if you can ask me, I might consider lowering the difficulty a little bit.

   What do you say?

  Come on, squeeze my shoulders. "

   "It's getting too much."

  Shore snorted and said:

   "My time is tight, and His Majesty the King only gave me a month's leave. The Orc tribe in Blackrock Spire on the Burning Steppes is getting bigger and bigger, and I had to mobilize MI7 to infiltrate them.

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

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

  Black reached out and interrupted Shore's inquiry.

   He filled his mouth with wine and said to Shore:

   "I'm going to announce the content of your master trial, listen carefully, don't think about other things, this task is very difficult, and you are at risk of dying at any time."

   "Speak, I'm listening."

  Shore's expression changed in the mist.

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

   "Kul Tiras looked thriving, but the country was undercurrent, and the Pope would soon be here to preside over the wedding of the successor to House Waycrest.

   I'll be doing something there, fulfilling my duty as a Templar Assassin.

   But it has nothing to do with you.

  You need to go to Stormsong Valley at the same time as I do, where the largest town, Brennadam, meets my chief retainer, and there you will start a reconnaissance operation.

   Then comes the second phase of formal action.

   The more and more detailed you scout, the easier the second phase of operations will be. But I don't mean to exaggerate the dangers of this operation. You will be dealing with the most dangerous and hidden villains in the whole of Azeroth.

  They will not only seek to destroy your body, but they will also want to torture your spirit and defile your soul.

   You can choose to refuse, I won't blame you for that.

  It is indeed a bit high risk. "

  Shore was silent for a moment.

He says:

   "So, although this time it's a master trial, it's actually you who turned to me for help. You need me to help you do this. Besides me, you can't find someone more suitable and trustworthy, right?

   What about Nathanos?

  Why didn't you come to him? "

   "He's training in the Broken Isles."

  Black waved his hand and said:

   "He will be involved in the future, but not now. This is a war that needs to be hidden and fought in the shadows. I'm just here to sound the horn."

   "Look how miserable you are, Blake."

  Shore chuckled and said in a strange tone:

   "You must have very few friends, you awkward guy, just say it if you need my help, how can I have the heart to refuse you? Well, my brother needs me, I will definitely help.

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

   "Very good, I like such a neat answer, it would be better if the nonsense could be less next time."

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

   "How many Elementium Gems did you find last time?"

   "Uh, that's not too much."

  Shore said embarrassedly:

   "I've been trying to track down the black dragons and their minions, but they seem to have gone silent recently. I've only found less than thirty."

   "No, it's too far off. Thirty blades can't even be made of weapons."

  Blake pouted and made a gesture to the little murloc in the water next to him. Bumblebee croaked and climbed up to the pool, threw the water off his body, and ran out.

   It ran back a few minutes later, holding a wooden box in its claws, in a sacred gesture.

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

   The eyeball on his shoulder glanced at Shaw, he placed the box on the water, and with a slight swing, the Tide Baron's ability to control the water flow was activated, and the box swished to Shaw like a boat.

The    MI7 chief opened the box.

   The inside is made of black velvet, and there are two strange daggers with unique shapes like dragon teeth and lava embellishments. On the handle of the daggers, there is a gem-shaped eyeball-shaped decoration, which looks extremely dark and evil.

   "Take it and do big things with an open mind.

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

  The other one is called revenge, I wish it could kill all those who can make you name 'revenge' for you. "

  Blake leaned against the hot spring, holding the jug, and said in a sly tone:

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

   But remember, it's still half-finished.

  You must use it to hunt down the maddened Void cultists and nurture its blades with the same source of corruption.

   As it forms a stronger and sharper presence beneath the blade, you can hold it for the second stage of reinforcement, 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.

   Willing to give up the deadliest blade that Azeroth can produce, the deadly blade that will be linked to your blood. "

   "I'll help you without them, you should know that."

  Shore held the two daggers in his hands, he felt the power surging in the daggers, and said:

   "Thank you, I owe you a favor."

   "No, in addition to favors, you also owe me three hundred and thirty-three essentia gems. That's a very, very expensive sum of money, and you won't be able to make up for it if you sell it."

  Blake seriously corrected:

   "Well, such a debt will take you a lifetime to repay, my dear brother."

   (end of this chapter)