Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 52 51. Little People in the Court

   "Son, your words are beautiful."

In the    church, the legendary priest Alonzos Fao, after listening to Blake's words, blinked his eyes, like a gentle old man who heard interesting remarks.

   This will also reveal a sly smile.

   He coughed twice and said:

   "But I'm an old man and I've lived a long enough life that an old man like me can always see the other side of things, whether other people want me to see it or not.

   You are very sincere in front of me.

   But as far as I know, the Proudmoore family has ruled Kul Tiras since your ancestors’ time. Compared with Holy Light Zhengxin, they are more inclined to support the Church of Storms in the Ocean Kingdom.

  Your father and you, although at birth, were baptized by the Holy Light.

   But rarely wear the holy emblem on formal occasions, you sly boy, you are still boldly trying to make a deal with a sincere believer with the belief that I hold for a lifetime.

   But after seeing your calamity, I have understood your request.

   Little Drake, I will take your opinion seriously and respect your choice. "

   His Majesty Faao spread his hands.

   His expression became serious, and he said to Drake, who was standing in the shadows in front of him:

   "But boy, darkness is a temptation, and if you choose to live in it, you can no longer show yourself in a world under the sun.

  My child, I ask you not to spread the radical ideas that are being spoken to me today.

   Just like I don't need you to walk in the shadows, but also maintain a clear and bright heart.

  I don’t even need you to kill in the name of Holy Light, for me, or for Holy Light’s righteous faith under the high-sounding sound.

   That is an unacceptable evil.

All right.

   That concludes the discussion of doctrine.

   Now, come forward, child, and I will heal you from the burns of the red dragon fire, as a request for Lothar, and as a reward for your bravery for our fellowmen. "

  Black took a step forward.

   The legendary priest raised the sacred sacred deed in his hand.

   This is a holy relic that has been passed down by the Church of the Holy Light for nearly three thousand years. It comes from the era of Thoradin the Great and is said to be a gift left by the Holy Light on human civilization.

   The shape of this thing made Blake feel very familiar.

   He has seen many of the same things in the game.

   The holy pact in Fao's hands was extremely delicately carved by skilled craftsmen. But its essence should be derived from the fragments of the stars, from an energy creature.

   or, corpse.

   "Touch it."

  Fao put the holy deed that shone with solid holy light in front of him, nodded to Black, and the pirate stretched out his hand and touched the holy deed.

   The next moment, the old pastor recited a verse.

   A triangular bright holy emblem unfolded behind him, like wings of light, and the power in the holy holy deed was also inspired.

   It shines brightly.

   A scorching magic with healing power flowed from Blake's fingers into his body, like a fire burning wood, and his entire body was soon placed in the Holy Light.

   The power of this relic is too strong.

   When it was lit, the whole church was illuminated.

  The golden light stretched along the contour of the church, as if it quickly set off the entire ring-shaped chapel like a golden sea of ​​light.

  The light oozes out of the church, shaping the light like a golden beacon in the night.

  The holy knights guarding around saw a miracle, and they bowed their heads very sincerely to their faith, chanting the sacred scriptures softly, and in the church, in the center of the light.

  Blake was bathed in light and felt comfortable.

   It was like jumping into the hot spring with bare buttocks. On the translucent character card in front of him, there was no other hint except for the status of "Blessing of the Holy Light".

   He could clearly feel that the skin on his face and body that was severely necrotic by the fire of the red dragon was rejuvenating.

Every breath in the   light will exhale some scorching breath, which is probably the deep influence of the dragon fire remaining in the body is being eliminated.

   Although the character card checks Black's state of health.

   But in the past month, he ate so much food, but he didn't gain any weight at all, and he still looked like a skeleton man after he was freed from the undead curse.

   This is obviously not normal.

  Now, those stubborn diseases in the body are being removed little by little by the warm holy light.

  These injuries may not affect his combat effectiveness, but with them, Black is destined to be unable to live like a normal person.

   "Child, there is a cold force entrenched in your soul, that should be what you said, the cursed power from Hela, the queen of hell.

   With the help of the holy symbol, I can forcibly dispel it.

   But it will destroy your soul. "

   In the gentle voice of the Pope, emerging from the light, he said to Blake:

   "This is also the first time I have encountered your situation. There is no precedent for confronting the mysterious power of **** in the church's books, so I can't take the risk.

  I will use the holy deed to leave some strength and give you a blessing.

   It will protect your soul from being taken out of the body.

  I'll try my best to find a way to get rid of it before this protection expires, but you'd better stay out of the ocean, it will make the **** of death notice you again. "

   "Thank you for your help, His Holiness."

  Blake sincerely thanked him. As he watched, on the translucent character card in front of him, there was a status of "Blessing of Sanctuary" in the status column.

  At the same time that it took effect, the status of the messenger of **** immediately became dark, as if it was sealed, and the title of "Spirit Hunter" was still there.

   This is a pleasant surprise.

   His connection to Hell was temporarily cut off.

   Although it was only temporary, it also made Blake feel relieved for a while.

   "No thanks, little Drake, compared to the confidence you bring to our people compared to the victory you have brought to our people by walking in the shadows, fighting savage invaders in the war on the front lines.

  I can do too little for you poor child.

   This healing is what you deserve. "

   In Faao's gentle voice, the divine light gradually faded away, and the ring-shaped chapel returned to its previous peaceful state.

  Black reached out and touched his cheek.

   The burn scars are still there.

   But those unsightly scabs and mangled flesh have been reinvigorated, and after the remnants of the dragon have been expelled, it will gradually recover.

   This is a self-healing process.

   "It will take about a month or two for your wound to recover."

  The legendary priest turned the rosary beads in his hands, he looked at Blake with a terrifying smile, and said:

   "Hopefully after your scars heal, your mind will no longer be affected by those shadows, Drake, no matter what path you take in the future.

   You don't have to go alone, don't forget that.

  You still have family members waiting for you to go back. No matter how far you go, when you look back, you will always have a warm home that will open its arms to you. "

   "Well, thank you for your teaching, my lord."

  Black bowed his head again and thanked him.

He says:

   "I will seriously consider your suggestion."

   "Your sister, little Jaina, also came to court tonight with her mentor."

  Fao said with a smile:

   "Perhaps, you can get in touch with your family in another capacity before you actually go home.

  If you can sense their thoughts of you, maybe your soul can also get precious comfort. "

"This"

  The pirate hesitated, he was silent for a few seconds, put on his face scarf and long hood again, and put his face in the shadows again, he took a few steps back and said:

   "I'll give it a try, as you wish."

   "Then go."

  Her Majesty Faao waved his hand, he turned around again, and continued his interrupted prayer before, his outline was looming in the chakra of gentle light in front of him.

He says:

   "Take the first step bravely, little Drake, you have crossed the world of the dead and returned to the living, and nothing can stop you from returning to them.

   Don't let down the people who have expectations for you, whether it's your family or your friends.

   Holy Light, will bless you. "

—

   In the palace garden on the other side of the church, the attendants have hung lanterns and ribbons here, and not far away, nobles from various countries are engaged in a boring communication.

   They are mostly marginal characters.

   There was no way to enter the palace banquet hall where big people gathered, so he maintained his circle in the garden, and Blake advanced in the shadows without attracting anyone's attention.

   He was going to leave, he had no interest in this court banquet.

   But before leaving, it may be possible to follow the Pope's advice.

   Go see your "sister" who is close at hand.

   His emotions fluctuated a little, but it didn't affect Blake's actions in the shadows. He didn't bring a weapon, and he didn't come to fight and kill.

   He is confident.

   With his current stealth skills, he will not be discovered by the court attendants or boring nobles.

   "Huh? A stalker who is allowed to operate in the palace is really rare."

   As a result, Black dared to turn a corner when he heard an elegant and somewhat Alterac-accented words coming from beside him, which made his hair stand on end.

   He turned his head in the shadows.

   I saw a black-haired, black-eyed, elegantly dressed male noble in a black robe, holding a glass of wine and looking at him with a beaming smile.

  The shadow couldn't stop the nobleman's gaze at all. When he looked over, the shadows that were drawn around the pirate's body would even spread out, just like fear, and no longer deliberately block Black.

   He could see Blake clearly, and even raised his wine glass and toasted him.

   Black can see him too.

   He didn't even need to investigate, he knew who the person in front of him was.

   "Have a drink, Mr. Stalker."

   The noble gentleman who discovered Black stood up from his chair, poured a glass of wine for Black himself, and walked to his side. Without attracting anyone else's attention, the glass of wine was handed to Black in the shadows.

   He raised his glass again and said enthusiastically:

   "If I guess correctly, you should be the 'orc killer' who has done great things for our country, a rising star of the alliance who does not seek fame and fortune.

   I heard that you decisively and persistently declined all glory.

   If Marshal Lothar hadn't preached the victory tonight, you probably wouldn't have been at this pompous banquet.

  I personally respect such a righteous deed very much. People as exaggerated as me cannot be so indifferent to fame and fortune, so I respect warriors who can abide by such constraints. "

   "You've won, sir."

  Blake appeared from the shadows, took the wine glass in front of him, and touched the elegant noble gentleman in front of him.

He says:

   "I just did what I was supposed to do, it was my duty, and the oath I had to fulfill."

   "Well, I heard about your past."

   The noble took a sip of his wine, and a look of inquiry appeared in his eyes, he said:

   "I heard that you came from the naval battle of Khaz Modan. Well, I haven't introduced myself yet, it's too rude."

   As he spoke, he stood up straight, brushed his sleeves, very decent, with a trace of aristocratic restraint, and introduced himself to Blake:

   "My name is Davar Prestor, I come from Alterac, and I currently serve the Alliance under the noble King Terenas. Just like the ancestors of the Prestor family, we have served the kings from generation to generation.

   But I'm just a little guy.

   Compared to the hero you do the big thing, I'm not worth mentioning. "

   He said to Black very modestly:

   "It's such an honor to meet you tonight.

   To be honest, I am very interested in those orcs and their dragons, and the alliance military is also very troubled by those red dragons who succumb to the orcs.

   And I am willing to help the big guys.

   But it is difficult for me to find a warrior who really faced the red dragon and survived. Maybe you can describe the naval battle for me, who lives in the palace and has no courage to step on the battlefield. "

   "If my experience can help the Alliance defeat the Greenskins, even in a small way, I'd be happy to help."

  Black nodded solemnly, and made a "please" gesture to the nobles in front of him.

Say:

   "I will tell you all this, it is my honor, Mr. Dawar, please come with me, my experience is more tortuous, especially after the escape from Longkou.

   Hope this doesn't waste your precious time. "

   "That's great, you really deserve to be a warrior of the Alliance!"

   Lord Davar praised again, and followed Blake into the shade of the garden.

   No one noticed their disappearance.

   No one even noticed Blake's appearance, as if there was a strange force affecting the entire garden.

   (end of this chapter)