Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 34 33. Additional Homework

   "Wow!"

   When Black appeared on the ridge, the loyal hound who was playing with Nathanos Maris immediately turned around, lowered his body, and made a pounce.

  This Gilnean Royal Hound is ferocious and daunting when preparing to attack.

  It stared at Black with its black eyes, as if picking a position for the first pounce. From the beast's eyes, Black could detect it.

  It is looking at its neck.

   "Desolate! Squat down!"

  The pirate waved his hand and gave the order.

  However, the loyal and brave hound, not even a bird, still maintains the preparatory action of pounce, and the whimper in his mouth, which represents the threat, is getting lower and lower.

   "Desolate, quiet, friends come here."

   Its real owner then made a sound, and the moment he heard the sound, the barren puppy immediately squatted on the ground, and submissively put away all the attacking gestures.

   But its eyes still stayed on Blake.

If    is slightly hostile, it will definitely usher in a round of onslaught.

   "Didn't you go to Lordaeron?"

  Black dismounted from his horse ten meters away from Nathanos. He looked at the human ranger with a gentle smile and asked tentatively:

   "And that letter, has it been sent?"

   "Letter? What letter?"

  Maris was stunned for a moment, and he asked:

   "I don't remember that you gave me a letter, and I did leave Dangarok Castle with my companion two days ago and moved to the Royal City of Lordaeron.

   But halfway through. I encountered some small 'problems'. "

  Marris looked at Blake. In his memory, the two hit it off at Dangarok Castle, but then they separated, and now they meet again.

   Never travelled to Dunhold Castle with Blake at all.

   But he was still a little unclear about this "orc killer" in his heart. The unknown closeness, and Black's appearance at Icewind Post meant that he was also invited by Ravenholdt, so he didn't hide it.

Say:

   "My captain and I received a special hunting invitation, and the captain was very interested in it, so we came here."

   "Is Ravenhold's row so big?"

   Black quipped:

   "I thought the League of Assassins only had some names in the human kingdom. I didn't expect the high elves of Quel'Thalas to know their existence."

   "Because there are also high elf assassins in the Assassin League."

   Another voice, in place of Nathanos, answered Black's question.

  The pirate looked up and saw a tall elf dressed exactly like Maris, wearing elven chain armor and cloak, carrying a war bow, and two phoenix daggers at his waist. A tall high elf walked out of the jungle from the back.

   He speaks human language very well, with a hint of tongue twist.

   has blond hair, which hangs down in front of the cheek in the winding of the sapphire headband, blocking the left cheek, and sharp ears that are turned back can be seen on both sides of the hair.

   The most striking thing is that the heads of several trolls tied together in his hands are very fresh, and they are still dripping blood.

   "The soldiers in Alterac cleaned up the ruins of Icewind Post badly, and I could smell troll activity across a forest."

   With a comfortable smile on his face, the elf ranger threw his "trophy" aside, took out a scented handkerchief, and wiped the blood on the chainmail of his fingers.

   He went to Maris, looked Black up and down, and said:

   "Nathanos, this human friend, is the 'orc killer' you talked about before?"

   "Yes, Captain Mingyi."

  Marris respectfully treated the high elf as a courtesy among the Farstriders, and he introduced to Black:

   "This is my captain, Halduron Mingyi, a high-ranking ranger from the Farstrider Legion. Even though the captain is only a lieutenant now, the Ranger General Lireza takes the captain very seriously.

   He is likely to be the next Ranger Lord of Quel'Thalas. "

   "Then let me salute the future Ranger Lord!"

  Blake took a step back, learned the etiquette of high elves in his memory, and bowed forward slightly. Halduron Mingyi also had the reservedness unique to high elves.

   He accepted the salute and nodded slightly as a return salute.

   However, Black is very clear in his heart that the future achievements of Halduron Brightwing in front of him cannot be summed up by a simple ranger lord.

   In the future more than ten years later, he will become the kingdom of Quill LS High Elf, the first ever Ranger General of the non-Windrunner family.

   If you know a little about the internal affairs of Quel'Thalas, you will know what a great achievement this is.

Of course, Halduron can take over as Ranger General in the future, in addition to his outstanding ability and a good friend of the Regent, a big reason is also because of the Windrunner family who has been the Ranger General for the past 7,000 years. Fall in disaster.

  The eldest sister disappeared, the second sister died in battle, and the younger sister went away from home. There was only one young man left, who was still very immature and could not support the Millennium Glory of the Windrunner, and stayed in his hometown.

   "Hunting hundreds of orcs alone as a human is a real heroic act, more like a miracle. If you were born in Quel'Thalas, there will be a bard who will sing your epic for you."

  Haduron looked at Blake in front of him, and he gave a gentle admiration.

   But those sharp eyes made Black feel like he was "naked" in front of the mighty ranger.

  Black didn't even dare to throw Scout at the ranger in front of him.

   He had this instinctive foreknowledge of danger. Once he did this, he would be nailed to the ground by the two phoenix daggers on Halduron's waist in the next instant.

   What's more, knowing that he is powerful and that he is the reinforcement of his own side is enough.

   There is absolutely no need to do such unpleasant things.

   Now Blake feels more and more that the detection skills given by this ranger class are very similar to the evil detection of paladins.

   Can't say it's not a good skill.

   is that the side effects are too great. Once thrown out, it will inevitably lead to a big trouble.

   "Black, I heard that Maris taught you the Farstrider's blade dance skills. He told me that you are most likely the second human being to master this skill after him in this era."

   This future accomplished elf ranger is a very talkative person, and he rarely lacks the deep-rooted arrogance and prejudice of other high elves.

  Meeting for just a few minutes left an excellent impression on Blake.

   He looked at Black's weapon, looked at the sky again, and said:

   "There's still time, why don't you practice with Maris, let me see your understanding of the blade dance, if you can really master it, perhaps the Farstrider Legion will also open the door to you.

   As far as I know, Lady Sylvanas, in her disciple Maris, has seen this possibility, and she deliberately selects talented humans to join our ancient Legion of Rangers.

   This idea was also supported by General Lireza.

  Perhaps, you can also become the second Maris. "

   "Yes, my friend."

  Maris also joked next to him:

"I'm alone, and in Quel'Thalas I often miss my hometown, and some elves see me as a rare animal. If a human friend joined the Farstriders, my situation would undoubtedly be much better. "

   "Come on then."

  Black didn't bother, he pulled out the blade fist and Werther's leg, and raised his chin at Maris, who shrugged and pulled out two elf one-handed axes.

  Under the gaze of Halduron, who was holding his arms, the two began to engage in melee combat with weapons. It was not a battle of life and death, so the speed was quite slow, like a drill.

   "The movement of the left arm is too large, so swinging the weapon will slow down your reflexes."

   "Suppress your desire to attack, and always remember the opportunities the enemy exposes to you, which may also be a trap to lure the enemy into."

   "Maris, your counterattack is too slow!"

   "Black, pay attention to the defense when backing up. This is the first step. If you can't even learn to defend, then counterattack is impossible."

   "Are you humans so rude? Elegant! Remember, move as gracefully as possible, it's not just for looks, it's a Farstrider tradition!

   We cannot fight like barbarians! "

  "Well, the blade fist is not suitable for you, maybe you can try a dagger and a short sword, and Maris's one-handed axe is also more suitable than the blade fist.

  You don't use this unique weapon at all, you just wield it at will. "

  Halduron Mingyi is really a very strict superior. Maybe he is not willing to reveal his attitude, but when he sees errors in Black and Maris' actions, he will instinctively correct them.

  When he made mistakes several times in a row, he would even speak out a few words and reprimand in the elf's unique way of sarcasm, which made Maris and Black both beginners very stressed.

   is like taking an exam in front of a strict teacher.

   But the effect of this strict requirement and on-site guidance was very good. Blake was constantly correcting his mistakes. He could clearly see that the learning progress of Blade Dance in the character card skill column was constantly improving.

   Probably because Halduron is proficient in this skill, taught by his own mouth, so that Black's learning speed is fast.

   Go down at this speed.

   In another two or three hours, the Blade Dance can actually be unlocked.

   "Hey, you're too strict, look, you're freaking them out."

   Just an hour later, it was getting late, and when the two started the fourth round of confrontation, a soft voice suddenly came into the surroundings of the three.

  Halduron's reaction was extremely fast, and Blake didn't even see how he drew the bow.

   Flare.

   The flares fired by arrows, just by looking at the way the light lit up, you can tell that this flare must be of a very high quality, but it still failed to force the stalker out of the shadows.

  Two wisps of dull blade light splattered from Halduron's eyes in the next instant, and the ranger seemed to have no bones, his body stabbed along the blade and fell back.

   It was like a spring tensing up and accumulating force. At the moment when the waist rod was about to break, both hands clasped the phoenix dagger around his waist, and a stern counterattack hit the assassin's gauntlet that appeared in the shadows in front of him.

   Sparks splashed everywhere, and the tall, tall, eccentric assassin wearing a black battle dress with a naked upper body was kicked out, but he was completely uninjured.

   bounced on the ground and landed firmly on the treetops higher up.

   The confrontation between the two was as fast as lightning.

   But in the end, no one took advantage.

   "Yo, Mingyi, your skills have regressed a lot."

  The assassin on the top of the tree stood up, and Blake saw that he was also a high elf, with long gray-black hair that fell on both sides of his shoulders, but was tied into a single ponytail at the back of his head.

   still has a goatee.

  Elves are not good at this. They live too long and do not age until they die, so it is difficult to judge the age of an elf from the appearance.

   "Deep Shadow, you're still as annoying as ever!"

  Halduron took back the two phoenix daggers, and he said:

   "I thought it would be a shadow walker from the Sangunar family, but you, an outsider, came here, and now I'm starting to worry about the outcome of this hunt.

  You guy, it's so bad in every way. "

   "The Shadow Walkers of the Sangunar family are busy guarding the Sun King, how can they come to the human territory to play?"

  The ridiculed elf assassin was not angry at all. He leaned against the tree in a more comfortable position, playing with a slender crystal-like dagger in his hand, and said slowly:

   "Ravenholdt's action doesn't even interest the Blood Baron, his little girl Valeera is eager to try it, but unfortunately, she has not completed the shadow trial.

   Big people don't look down on your petty fights.

   So, I am the only one here. "

   (end of this chapter)