MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-Chapter 63 62. Walk with the Kingslayer

   Chapter 63 62. Walk with the Kingslayer

   Seven days later, near the evil branch troll city of Sinsalo, at night, Black, who returned from "hunting", returned to his temporary hiding place with a little exhaustion.

   In the past few days, by assassinating the commander and creating chaos, he helped the alliance army conquer nine strongholds of orcs and trolls all the way, and helped the alliance push the front to the east of Lake Warowen.

   Successfully cut off the military road between the evil branch troll base camp and the main battlefield.

  Unfortunately, the Great Knight of Turalyon on the Alliance side, and the Saurfang Warlord on the Horde side, have already transferred their elites to Quel'Thalas.

   The war over there is in full swing.

   Gul'dan's plan was successful. After the Hillsbrad Hills, the Eversong Forest of the high elves has become the second scorching battlefield in the northern border.

   Not just the Hinterlands.

   Even Lordaeron has sent troops to Eversong Forest.

"Um?"

   Just as Black stepped into his hiding place, the dwarf hut that had been destroyed by trolls in the war, he immediately stopped and grabbed the weapon on his waist.

   An uninvited "guest" was sitting in the hut that was supposed to be empty.

  Garona Haverson.

   This legendary assassin seemed to have returned from a long journey, looking a little dusty, and did not use the power of shadows to cover her body, so that her appearance was completely exposed in front of Blake.

   This legendary assassin with a complex background is a half-orc.

   As the name suggests.

   In addition to the orc bloodline, there is another racial trait in her body, which is very similar to the half-orc sword saint Lantresor Fireblade captured by Halduron Brightwing before.

   And as far as Black knows, Garona and Lantresor have a lot in common.

   For example, they all have the contemptuous name "Have Olsen".

   This is the "hometown dialect" of the ancestral orcs.

   However, unlike Lantresona, who is taller and stronger than ordinary orcs, the draenei blood in her body has shaped Garona into another extreme.

   She is slightly smaller than the average orc female.

   The height is only 1.8 meters, and the visual weight will not exceed 150 pounds. This is an out-and-out "small" among the orcs who generally exceed 2 meters.

   Her skin is also paler than the tainted orcs who drink the blood of demons, and it is light green.

   There are still fangs in the mouth, but they are more compact.

   He has black hair scattered all over his head, and he wears a leather armor of unknown origin, but there are many scars on his exposed arms.

  Some are old things, but more are new ones.

   That was left over from torture.

  This proves that Garona was not doing well with her compatriots before she escaped.

   But she seems to be used to this kind of hardship, and does not regard her injuries as a burden.

   It has to be described that Garona's image is not as aggressive as that of ordinary orcs, and perhaps by the standards of orcs, it is "beautiful".

   But from the perspective of human aesthetics, it is still unacceptable with green faces and fangs.

   But a woman like her probably doesn't care much about her image in the eyes of men. From birth to the present, she has not lived by that face all the way.

   Now she is sitting at the table in this half-collapsed dwarf hut, her right hand is naturally lowered, but the dagger at her waist is quite close to ensure that she can easily pull out her weapon and join the fight at any time.

   She watched Blake emerge from the shadows and said nothing.

   Tossed over a few blood-stained animal skins, and said in a short tone:

   "The Shadow Council maintains abnormal activity in the Alterac Mountains. They persuade your human king, Aiden Perenold, to surrender to the Horde.

   Orgrim has got the chance he needs.

  The warchief was heading to Alterac Valley with his elite, but Gul'dan, who was supposed to stay in the battlefield of Quel'Thalas, sent his warlocks and secretly sneaked back to Hillsbrad Hills.

   Your guess is correct.

   Gul'dan is running. "

"so what?"

  Black looked at the hide in his hand, and said without looking up:

   "Ms. is this turning around and becoming the 'eye' of the Alliance? Are you planning to surrender to Marshal Lothar and betray your clan?"

"Do not talk nonsense."

   Garona said coldly:

   "You threw the bait, I took the hook as you wished, you proved your strategy, I still can't guess what you want to do, but what I want is very simple.

   I want Gul'dan, die! "

   "Ms. Garona, this time you've confessed a lot. We, the villainous assassins who walk in the shadows, should have such a straightforward communication."

  Black listened to the murderous words, he glanced at the hide in his hand, and said:

   "I'm also glad to see that you didn't get stunned by the killing intent in your heart, and escaped the despicable trap Gul'dan set for you.

  I don't even have to think about it, I can guess what Gul'dan would have you do if you recklessly went to Quel'Thalas seven days ago.

   He will probably drive you to assassinate Ryan Wrynn after he regains control of you, and let you aim your dagger at Orgrim Doomhammer.

   Once the warchief dies.

   He can take over the control of the vanguard, and then.

  The sky is high and the birds fly. "

  Blake used a crepe description, released his fingers, and made a flying motion.

   "You're just a victim of time to divert his attention and win. To sum up, if I were you, ma'am, I wouldn't move forward according to the 'future' that the Great Warlock planned for you.

  If you want to win, you have to jump out of his control first.

   It's like now, working with smarter collaborators, you didn't go there, Gul'dan's plan went bust, but that **** was lucky.

   The cowardly king on our side's surrender gave the scumbag room to play.

  So, madam, are you determined to walk with me? "

"Um?"

  Garona's eyes blinked, she could taste something unusual from Blake's words.

she says:

   "I took these secret letters from the scumbags of the Shadow Council. As a warrior of the Alliance, shouldn't you send them back to Ravenholdt as quickly as possible?

   You should know how much influence these news have on the alliance's war situation, right? "

   "It's odd that you, an orc, care so much about the victory of our alliance, ma'am. Traitors aren't like that."

  Blake pretended not to hear it, stretched out his hand, rolled up a few hides, and threw them into the magic bag. He played with a knife, stood there, and said to Garona:

   "What's more, I didn't choose to hide it, and stabbed out Alterac's betrayal in advance, it would only make Orgrim more vigilant. But if it continues to develop.

   Indeed, the elite orcs will rush directly into the Tirisfal region from the Alterac Valley and besiege Lordaeron City, and the alliance will be very uncomfortable for a while.

   But once Gul'dan's betrayal begins, the seemingly sure-win tribe will fall apart in an instant, losing all reinforcements, and Orgrim just goes deep alone.

   He will be trapped in the core dominion of the human kingdom.

   That would be the beginning of the great rout of the Horde.

Therefore, from a long-term point of view, I now choose to conceal 'good faith', which is for the sake of the complete victory of the alliance. I think that Marshal Lothar and colleagues of Ravenholdt will eventually understand my good intentions. . "

  The pirate paused and glanced at Garona.

   The Orc Legend's face was full of an expression of "don't believe a single punctuation mark", and she just stared at Blake's flawed explanation.

   "Okay, then I'll be more honest."

  Blake spread his hands and said in a low voice:

   "I'm just a novice assassin, even if Gul'dan opens up his magical protection and lets me kill, it's hard for me to deal lethal damage to that legendary warlock.

  You are good enough.

   But the problem is, the Master Orb that holds the fragments of your soul is still in Gul'dan's hands, and you can't get close to him at all!

  You can't even assassinate his loyal subordinates.

   In terms of combat power, you are more useless than me when facing the Shadow Council. "

   Garona did not refute this.

   The truth is as Black said.

   Otherwise, she is a dignified legend, and she would not come to discuss important matters with a novice like Black who is not even a high-level assassin.

   "To sum up, the results of our rash actions are not destined to be very good. Instead of recklessly disrupting Gul'dan's strategy and making him vigilant, it is better to follow his plan while knowing the inside story.

  It is important to let him relax his guard, so that we can find the really perfect assassination opportunity.

  We have to go to Nanhai Town to lurk first, and go to sea with him.

Then"

"and many more!"

  Garona reached out and interrupted Black's words. She keenly grasped a question that had been ignored before. She looked at Black and said:

   "You've always known that Gul'dan would rather betray the Horde and end the easy victory than was looking for something? How did you know that?

   Not even Ravenhold could do this!

  You still have a secret to hide, and it is difficult for me to make a decision before speaking.

   I've suffered enough from a bunch of warlocks.

  I don’t want to be used as cannon fodder by the same conspirators. If you want me to walk with you, you have to convince me first. "

  The pirate pouted, none of these famous guys are easy to deal with.

  It's hard to deceive.

   He took off the spirit lamp from his waist and held it in his hand. A pale light emerged, illuminating the hut for a moment, and causing the calm shadows around Garona to churn.

  The Legendary Assassin looked at the Soul Lamp with vigilance. She had never seen this thing, but the shadow was telling her that this thing represented a very dangerous power.

   The pale light also illuminated Blake's eyes, and the light sculpted the outline in the darkness, making him look gloomy all over his body.

   "That's why."

  The pirate's face was illuminated by a pale light, and he murmured:

   "While serving the Alliance, I am also serving a greater power. For the gods in the clouds, the mere tricks of Gul'dan can't hide their gaze.

   I did always know what Gul'dan was looking for.

   That is the most dangerous of the countless secrets hidden in the ancient land of Azeroth.

   And you stupid orcs didn't even know to send someone to scout before you opened the door of darkness and rushed into this world.

   Do you think this world is your new hometown?

Do not.

  You just sent yourselves from one **** to another.

   Moreover, in this new **** called Azeroth, after you perceive the darkness beneath this land, you will not even have the chance to escape.

What    Gul'dan is looking for is the power left behind by the true gods of the stars, the arrogant great warlock seeking something he shouldn't have.

   He must pay for his arrogance, Lady Garona, as long as you walk with me, I can assure you that you will witness his downfall.

  You can pay him for all the pain and grief by giving him a knife in person, before he agonizes over his prayer for the release of death.

   In the name of Hela, Queen of Hell.

I promise! "

  Garona looked at the lamp that represented death, and then at Blake. She was thinking, and after a few minutes of silence, she nodded and said:

   "Okay, I'll walk with you, but as long as things go wrong, I'll leave immediately."

"what ever."

  Blake grinned in the pale light, under the shawl covering his face, he put away the soul-inducing lamp, looked at the night outside the room, and said to Garona:

   "Before I go to Southsea Town, I have one more thing to do, I need to find a soul stone that is tough enough to hold a huge soul.

Madam   , you have been dealing with warlocks for decades, can you tell me where to find this kind of thing? "

"Simple."

  Garona's blue eyes flashed, and she said:

   "There are plenty of these things in the hands of the Shadow Council, but they won't give it to you with a smile, you have to kill them first.

  Need me to show you the way? The Orc Killer of the Alliance.

   You’re welcome, I’d really love to do it. "

   (end of this chapter)