Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 757 88. Escort! Escort! There are assassins!

   At dawn the next day, on the way from Arom's Platform to Klein City, in the Pope's carriage, Blake was talking to the Pope, and Nasa was listening.

   The watchmen have been given permission by the Pope to follow his convoy.

   However, the princesses who had come to Drustwa with the Pope before were not able to accompany them this time. It is said that it was because a "VIP" suddenly came over from Dai Lin and invited them to accompany him.

   They will arrive at Waycrest Manor the day before the wedding.

"Lord Stormsong is a very good clergyman, and his level of understanding of the Tide Codex makes me have to be amazed. To be honest, I don't want to believe that such a lord will be the darkness in your mouth. leader."

   The Pope turned the rosary beads in his hands, and flipped through a copy of "The History of Drustwat" brought by Blake in front of him. While reading the ancient stories on this land, he said:

   "My first encounter with him was at... well, Prince Drake's birth celebration."

   The Pope recalled:

   "At that time, I was invited by King Daelin to bless the prince. During that celebration, the Lord and I had a good conversation. Although our beliefs were different, this did not prevent two sincere souls from forming friendship.

  Black, you are a local, do you know the development of the Church of the Storm? When do you think they got into the dark? Are they attracted to darkness?

   Or was he born in the dark? "

   "You are asking the right person, Your Majesty."

  The pirate leaned on the chair, while looking at the dark forest and the snowy mountains in the distance, he took a sip of wine and said to the pope and the adjutant of the watchman:

   "The Church of Storms was established very early, and their history can even be compared with the Church of the Holy Light. It is said that its bud was born in the first pioneers who arrived in Kul Tiras 2,700 years ago.

   This is also seen in their teachings.

  In the beginning, when the pioneers arrived in Kul Tiras, the condition was very poor. There was a savage half-vrykul Drust on Drustvar's side, and there were wild boars and elementals on the other side of Stormsong Valley.

   Drustvar has a leader like Colonel Arom Waycrest here, and Stormsong has the first-generation Lord Stormsong to preside over the overall situation.

   They fought against the savage creatures of the land and made settlements for the people, and at first they lacked everything, especially food.

   But after a certain accident, the tide brought abundant fish and resources to the pioneers who lacked food and clothing, and they regarded it as a natural grace.

   A sacrifice was also held for this purpose.

   Then something miraculous happened, after the sacrifice, every time the tide came, the people of Stormsong Valley would get the 'gift of the sea'.

  It's either food, or some rusted armor and weapons washed ashore, or even some healing seaweed, and magic items buried deep in the ruins of the sea.

   Relying on these constant 'support', the pioneers of Stormsong Valley quickly stabilized the situation, and they began to fight back.

   Drive the boars back to their ravines and crush the elemental creatures on the snowy mountains.

   So, with the blessing of the sea, they had the rich Stormsong Valley as their domain.

  The Church of the Storm was established at that time.

  Lord Stormsong, as the first person to discover the blessings of the tide, was naturally elected as the leader. "

   Having said this, Blake grinned.

   He shook the jug in his hand and asked meaningfully:

   "Then, the two of you think, what is the truth of the so-called 'blessing of the sea'? Is it the luck of the pioneers? Or is there something secretly helping?

  If you think this example is a bit far-fetched, then I will tell you another thing as a local.

  Naga!

  This vicious deep-sea soft-skinned snake, Ms. Nasa should be very familiar with them. Most of the tasks of the watchmen are related to them who are immortal and coveted by the whole world. "

The smelly pirate coughed and took out a map of Kul Tiras from his arms and spread it out in front of the Pope and Nassa. He picked up a quill and swiped on the shores of Tiragarde Sound and Stormsong Valley. Swish drew several lines.

   He pointed to the areas surrounded by lines and said to the two in front of him:

"Kul Tiras is a wealthy island country, such a place must be spied on by the naga. Long ago, long before the Proudmoore family became a royal family, the naga were invading the country's long coastline. .

  Except that the area of ​​Drustvar is not suitable for Naga landing operations, there are traces of these soft-skinned snakes raging in other places.

   I once read the notes left by a major in the Navy hundreds of years ago. At that time, the navy of Kul Tiras was far less powerful than it is today. In the face of the attack of the naga, the entire Tiragarde Sound was shocked.

  After every storm, those soft-skinned snakes would ride the waves onto the land, looting wildly, and even dashed into Boralus several times when they were at their craziest.

  Storsong Valley was also attacked by the naga, where the coastline was flatter and more suitable for naga landings.

   But the problem is, for the past few hundred years, every naga's harassment of Stormsong Valley has stopped at the coast, which the Church of the Storm claims is the sea sheltering them.

   This claim is simply untenable!

   Anyone with a little vision knows that the Naga's advantages in the endless sea are infinite. They can break through the port of Boralus, just as they can go deep into Stormsong Valley.

   But every time it is a shallow taste.

   It is more like a perfunctory co-star rather than a robbery, scaring the unbelievers to quickly convert to the power that can protect them.

   And the most peculiar thing is that more than a hundred years ago, after the Kul Tiras fleet officially established the invitation to the sea sages to join the fleet, the Naga's attack on Kul Tiras suddenly died down.

   As if they were really afraid of Haixian.

  In this way, with the strength of the Kul Tiras fleet, the influence of the Church of the Storms began to rapidly expand to the entire South China Sea, and even the entire Endless Sea.

   sounds like mutual achievement.

   But to be honest, it was more of a premeditated plan. "

  Black thought for a while, and said, for example:

   "It's like the giant got a weapon that can make him stronger. It wields the weapon to kill all directions, but this weapon has its own consciousness.

   Its biggest side effect is that it will seize the mind of the giant.

   Until the end, the giant became the king of the world, lost all his sanity, and became a puppet controlled by weapons.

  You see, the navy of Kul Tiras is already the most powerful sea force in Azeroth. Daelin is commanding this fleet to roam the world, and he is about to embark on a journey to conquer the last sea.

  The Church of the Storm has also extended its tentacles to every sea area of ​​this world.

   This is not like the parable I was talking about.

  The giant is about to be king.

  The moment it ascended the throne with joy on its face, it was also the moment when it completely lost itself.

   They are one step away from the final victory.

   They just need to capture Daelin.

   They only need to turn the stubborn old man into one of them, put the crown of the sea king on his head with their own hands, and then they can rule the world by manipulating the navy.

   Even recruiting the power of the entire world for their evil gods to rebuild a dark empire. "

  Black's voice fell, Nasa shivered quietly, and the Pope was full of seriousness, although they were not willing to think from such a pessimistic perspective, this "dark prophecy" of the pirates.

  To be honest, it was a little too scary.

   "Okay, don't be afraid, we still have time."

  Blake waved his hand, propped his chin, and said:

   "Even if we are all about to die, the real 'good people' still have to see tangible evidence before they can take action. I understand, procedural justice.

   So I have to think about it, how can I show the two of you the most evil face of the Church of the Storm in this wedding.

   I have to prove they are evil. "

   "Not without good news."

  Nasa said softly:

"During the Moonlight Prayer last night, I received a reply from the Moon Priests of Mount Hyjal on this matter. The Sisterhood of Elune has coordinated the hunters of the Hidden Passages, who are best at stalking, with the Cenarion Order. Druids meet.

   They will send a capable force to Kul Tiras to help the Watchers save their comrades in distress. "

   "Wait, the secret passage?"

  Blake suddenly stretched out his hand and interrupted Nasa. He rubbed his chin and said in a strange tone:

   "Can you help me deliver a letter to Lady Emeril Shadowguard?

  I know that they have just accepted two 'apprentices', I want the big 'Batman' to help me, and the small weak chicken and dog will stay in the marksman camp to continue their studies. "

   "How do I send this message?"

   Nasa said dissatisfiedly:

   "Besides, they've already set off, and it's too late to make a substitution.

   It is said that the Druids have found a small exit in the Emerald Dreamland in the Drustwar Mountains of Kul Tiras in the past two days, which allows them to rush over in the shortest time by walking in the dreamland.

   should be related to Master Olfa.

  The indifferent Dajing Whisperer said he would not help, but actually provided us with much-needed assistance. "

   "You still say that people are indifferent? They rescued you remnants of defeated soldiers from a group of dangerous K'Xil, you unscrupulous elves.

   This is a life-saving grace, even if you don’t give people a reward, and even make fun of them secretly. "

  Black pouted.

   Seeing him start "routine bullshit", both Nasa and the Pope lost interest in talking.

   The next journey was very dull. Following the mountain road from Arom's Terrace to Klein City, after two or three hours of galloping, the team finally entered the largest city in the region.

   Of course, Drustvar is the famous "poor place" of Kul Tiras, the largest and most prosperous Klein City, and some of the second-tier cities in the Kingdom of Lordaeron are not even comparable.

   Before Arthur's new wife, Miss Meredith, got Black's "political donations", the Waycrest family struggled with their miserable finances year after year.

According to the gossip, a large part of the reason why the old-fashioned old earl was able to agree to the marriage of Arthur and the lowly-born Miss Meredith so quickly was because not only did Miss Meredith come with a fortune that made Many nobles envy the dowry, and she has her own chamber of commerce.

   and very profitable.

  This allows the Waycrest family's poor financial situation to be greatly improved and improved as soon as Miss Meredith passes through.

   This statement is somewhat utilitarian.

   But there are even more exaggerated rumors. It is said that the old earl has handed over the management of the family finances to his prospective daughter-in-law before getting married.

   Some vicious rumors accuse the young soon-to-be Earl Arthur Waycrest of being a puppet of the shrewd Miss Meredith, and so on.

   But these are just some crazy talk for no reason.

  Because the locals know that Arthur and Meredith have a very good relationship, they can't wait to be together 24 hours a day.

   Arthur takes his fiancée with him wherever he goes. And of course there are some outrageous rumors about how Mrs. Meredith seduces men.

   But still, no one in the Waycrest family, the family of ancient nobles, expressed dissatisfaction with the wedding.

   People are willing to do it internally, but it is the turn of a group of monsters outside to make irresponsible remarks.

  Because Arthur's wedding will be in a few days, the atmosphere in the city is very lively. The Pope got off the carriage and immediately saw the locals swarming on both sides of the street to welcome him.

   Those believers shouted the Pope's name, and some were excited and even shed tears.

   They were so enthusiastic that Blake even had to make a cameo role as a "Pope's Secret Guard" to physically separate the overly enthusiastic believers with the Paladins, lest they rush over to hug the Pope's leg and cry.

   Such embarrassing things have happened more than once in the Eastern Continent, and some believers even tried to take off the old Pope's shoes and take them home as "sacred objects".

   But in the process, the pirates discovered some spooky places in the city.

   He noticed that in some inconspicuous corners, in the shadows of those walls and corners, there were some eerie graffiti that appeared to be smeared with charcoal.

   When walking through the city center, he also smelled some faint smell of blood, and also saw several huge scarecrow statues erected on the city center square.

   is built with willow wood and some beast bones, filled with a lot of dried straw, shaped into the shape of a giant, and all kinds of firewood have been placed below in advance.

   This is a local custom.

  In the festive and lively scene, the host family will burn these scarecrows with unknown symbols with their own hands as a ritual to "drive out bad luck".

  Similar rituals are also practiced in other parts of Azeroth. For example, during the Midsummer Festival, many places will have the custom of burning scarecrows to dispel bad luck.

   But as Blake walked along the way, the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

   After sending the Pope to rest at the Waycrest family estate north of the city, he immediately found Dassault and said to him:

   "There are rebels in the city trying to turn against the Pope!

  I can be sure of this, they've pretty much set up their own weird and nasty black magic, hell, it's a good thing I'm here, otherwise this wedding would have been a lot of fun.

   If the old Pope is assassinated here, I don't even dare to think about it.

   This **** pot is just stuck on Dai Lin's head. Even if he doesn't want to go to war, he has to be permanently hostile to the Eastern Continent.

  Tsk tsk, I don't know who planned it, this is really cruel. "

   (end of this chapter)