Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 47 46. Anduin Lothar's Invitation

   Black had a good night's sleep.

Although the time was quite short, the carriage stopped on an unremarkable street in the outer city of Steinblade. After the carriage was stable, Blake jumped down and pulled his face covering. .

   In front of him was a team of knights in full armor and heavy armor.

  Their horses were placed on the periphery, each tall, with a full-coverage helmet, and a blue military cape wrapped around the body.

   They carry huge two-handed swords on their backs, or halberds more suitable for horse fighting, and look well-trained and full of power.

   "Warrior, please come with us."

   A knight in his thirties who seemed to have some identity stepped forward and made a "please" gesture to Black, and the other knights lifted Nathanos, who was lying on a stretcher, down.

  Blackjack resisted the thought of throwing a scout for the knight captain in front of him.

   After all, this muscular man in front of him is not easy to mess with at first glance, and in this battle, anyone with little brains can guess that there must be big people staying here.

   Good guy.

   is not just the street in front of you.

  The entire small town may have been under martial law by the soldiers, and when Blake got off the car, he felt the vibration of shadows in the surrounding dark night.

   There are also many "peers" lurking in the shadows.

  The pirates took a covert glance at a higher place by moving their bodies. Around this inconspicuous big hotel, on those commanding heights, there were soldiers with muskets standing guard.

   He also saw a few slender figures resembling a high elf ranger.

   This defense

   is kind of scary.

  The knight with the rank of colonel took Black into the inn.

   Around the dozen or so tables on the first floor of the hotel were heavy armored knights resting, and before they set foot on the stairs on the second floor, there was a bald old knight who reached out his hand to Black with a blank expression.

   "Hand over your weapons."

   He said something official.

   The knight colonel who led the way obediently took off his epee, put it aside, and drew the knight's long sword from his waist, handed it to his companion, and looked at Black.

   Pirate shrugged.

   handed the Blade Fist, then the one-handed dagger of the Thrashing Blade, took out the dwarf musket from his pocket, and untied the ammunition bag from his waist, and it wasn't over yet.

   He took three small daggers from his belt, which were used as throwing knives, then bent down, took out two daggers from his trouser leg boots, and finally drew them lightly behind his collar.

  Two weapons with the same long needles were also taken out.

   "What's in your sleeve, take it out."

  The bald old knight looked at Blake expressionlessly, like a tattered king, took out his weapons from various places, and added a sentence at the end, which made the pirate curl his lips.

   This is a master.

   The bald knight in front of him must have a lot of experience in dealing with thieves.

  Blake took out the package of glitter powder that Shaw had given earlier from his sleeve, threw it into the hands of the old knight, patted his magic bag again, and said:

   "There's a lot in here, do you want to take them all out?"

   "You are here, can you still open the magic luggage?"

   The old knight raised his head, glanced at Black, and said something in a low voice. Only then did the pirate realize the problem, and he tried to take something out of his suitcase.

   But he found that the magic power on the luggage was blocked. This was the first time he had encountered this situation.

   There must be a mage here!

   "Okay, warrior, come with me."

  The Knight Colonel saw that all the weapons were taken away, and said something softly, his attitude was quite gentle, and he was not domineering. Blake nodded and pulled the face covering again.

   He didn't take it to heart.

   The current battle has already made it clear that there are quite important people upstairs. Referring to what Ms. Passonia said before, it is not difficult to guess that Marshal Lothar should be upstairs.

   Anduin Lothar Ser Anduin Lothar This is the soul of the Alliance military side in this great battle between humans and orcs.

   The general commander of the human coalition.

   This grand marshal is also the last blood descendant of Thoradin the Great left in the world. It is a heritage of 2,800 years. He is also the regent of the Stormwind Kingdom in exile in the northern border.

   An identity so diverse and important indeed deserves such protection.

   To be honest, Blake still has a little expectation in his heart. This is almost the one with the highest status and the most legendary existence since he entered this world.

   Is he really a bald old man from the Mediterranean, as recorded in the background of the game?

   is really exciting.

   Before reaching the second floor, when he was near the exit of the stairs, Blake heard a burst of laughter and conversation. There were quite a lot of people. He could tell that the loudest laughter belonged to Muradin Bronzebeard.

   There is a lower one, which belongs to Ms. Pasonia.

   "Why did you come here?"

   When Black walked up to the second floor, Shaw, who had changed into a noble hunting outfit, was already there waiting for him.

In the small room next to   , you can see Halduron Mingyi, a ranger from a prestigious family in Quel'Thalas, who is also arranging his clothes in front of the mirror.

  The ranger took off his chainmail and changed into a fiery red elf noble robe.

   is combing his hair.

  嘁.

   is indeed a spirit.

   Whenever possible, you must put the appearance of the instrument in the first place, which is really an exaggerated style.

   "They sent Maris to the next room for treatment, and I stayed there for a while."

  Black replied, Shaw nodded, Maris looks like that, it's really not suitable to meet now.

   "Your clothes are not good."

  Shore frowned and looked at Blake in front of him, still wearing an assassin leather armor, with a face covering and a long hood, he said:

   "There are still dresses in the room, you can change them.

   Marshal Lothar didn't care about how the warriors dressed, he was quite easy-going and respectful of the warriors, but there was also a king himself in the audience, the Archmage Antonidas.

   and other representatives of the king, they have some

   Anyway, this is what grandma meant, he wanted to make your debut a little more respectable, after all, you did act a hero tonight. "

"Um?"

  Blake immediately raised his head when he heard this. He glanced around the room and asked in a whisper:

   "Is the messenger of Kul Tiras also?"

   "Well, His Majesty Daelin sent his most trusted high knight, His Excellency Cyrus, to represent him. That majesty is now commanding his fleet, chasing the ships of the orcs in the northern waters."

   Shore also replied in a low voice:

   "Marshal Lothar invited him, but he didn't come, we can all understand, Your Majesty Dailin, after all, he just lost his son, he"

   "I know, I survived that naval battle."

  Black took a step back.

   He glanced at the meeting room in the center of the second floor, shook his head, and said to Shore:

   "Apologize to Lady Pasonia for me, but tonight I have to live up to her good intentions, before I complete the sworn vengeance for my comrade, my prince.

   I have no face to meet people from my hometown! "

   "You don't have to!"

  Shore glanced back at the back and discouraged:

   "You assassinated an orc legend tonight, no matter how harsh a person is, they have no right to accuse you of fleeing. I also know the situation of the Khaz Modan naval battle.

   I have seen the battle report.

   That's not a tragedy you can turn around alone. "

   "I don't want to go and can't go, Shore."

   Black sighed.

   He raised his head and pulled away his face covering for the first time in front of Shore. The severe burns on his face and the scalp that had just grown hair startled Shore.

   "This 'honor' will frighten those big men."

  The pirate showed a regretful and terrifying smile, put on the long hood and face covering again, he took another step back, spread his hands, and said jokingly:

   "Go, Shaw. You represent the three of us, and I'm going to see what's going on in Nathanos. I don't like this kind of banquet in the first place. I'm a rude person.

You know.

  Thank you for your grandmother's kindness for me, I understand it.

   But as she taught, an assassin is not too famous. "

After   , Black turned around and walked down the stairs.

   The knight colonel did not stop him.

   Just now he also saw that terrifying face of Blake, he followed behind Blake and watched him silently retrieve his weapon and send him to the hotel door.

   He looked at Blake and said softly:

   "Before, my subordinates said that the three of you had done something big, and I still didn't believe it. After all, you looked too young. But now, I believe it."

Colonel    Knight smiled and said:

   "I can't imagine what kind of disaster you went through, but after going through that kind of pain, instead of being defeated, you returned to the battlefield and challenged the powerful enemy.

   You are indeed an admirable warrior.

  I apologize for my previous contempt, warrior. "

  The knight took off his gauntlet and stretched out his hand towards Black.

   He said very seriously:

   "My name is Alfred Abidis, the adjutant of Duke Alexandros Mograine. It is my honor to fight alongside you in this war!"

   "Abydis?"

   A question mark appeared in Black's mind.

   But he didn't hesitate to move, he also stretched out his hand and held the hand in front of him, he said:

   "I'm just a deserter, and you are the real heroes, I wish you good luck in battle, Colonel, maybe next time we meet, you will already be a general.

   But I have a question. Have an excellent knight like you been absorbed into the Knights of the Silver Hand? "

   "Your news is well-informed."

   Colonel Abidis laughed and said:

   "The Paladins just appeared in the hilly battlefield a month ago, but you assassins already know the news of the establishment of the Knights of the Silver Hand.

  My baptism is next month. If I have the honor to meet you, Orc Killer, next time I will be a Paladin and invite you to have a drink. "

   "I'm looking forward to it, Colonel, no, future General Abidis."

  Black responded with a smile, then waved his hand dashingly, turned and walked towards the place where Maris rested, where he planned to sleep.

  Leaving early tomorrow morning to go to Alterac, he has not forgotten that he has a small errand to finish at Oridon Perenold's place.

   in a sense.

   This small job is the real starting point of his career as an assassin.

   However, in the early morning of the next day, Blake received a piece of news that could neither be bad nor good.

   In the early morning sun, he looked at a commendation order handed by Shaw, which also had the autograph of Marshal Lothar and the seal of the Seven Kingdoms.

   only comes with the award order, and an invitation.

   "What? Marshal Lothar invited me to the royal city of Lordaeron?"

  Black looked at Shaw in front of him, who nodded.

Say:

   "Not only you, Maris, I, but also Captain Brightwing, Master Farad and others have been invited. The assassination of Chief Fireblade is important news of victory.

The Marshal    asks us to go to Lordaeron to inspire the courage of our compatriots, and this time you don't have to show your face, you just need to go. "

  Shore patted Blake on the shoulder and said:

   "Don't refuse.

The marshal    heard about you and specially arranged for you to meet with Pope Fao. Although your burns are serious, a powerful priest like the Pope should be able to heal you. "

   "But I'm afraid of this! After they know who they are, that bad old man Dai Lin will definitely kill me with his own hands.

   The Proudmoore family cannot tolerate the existence of a pirate prince who is connected to Hell. "

  The pirate wailed in his heart.

   He was about to refuse.

   But suddenly he thought about it, his eyes rolled, he smiled again and said:

"All right."

   "The Marshal's invitation, if I refuse again, I will be too arrogant. I will go with you."

   (end of this chapter)