MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1840 66. Be the flame sword man from today

   Chapter 1840 66. Be a Flame Swordsman from today

   Dath Remar Sunstrider, as the forefather of the Sunstrider family, his outstanding appearance and bearing can be seen from the beauty of his descendant Kael'thas Sunstrider, which is enough to make the pirates feel threatened.

   Of course, as a nobleman in the most prosperous era of the empire and a courtier favored by Queen Azshara, Dath Remar is obviously more masculine than his descendants.

  Compared to his handsomeness, Kaizi is somewhat feminine.

   This great noble who is destined to have a magnificent life also has a big heart that is tired of his identity and temperament. After realizing that his dream seems to involve a terrible guy, Sunstrider's mood quickly calmed down.

   He couldn't resist this mysterious guy, so naturally he wouldn't do something meaningless that would only anger the prophet in black.

   Under the gaze of Lord Cthulhu, Das Reema Sunstrider sat on the chair opposite him with a mild yet distant smile. After thinking for a few seconds, he said:

   "My good friend, Lord Ravencrest, has not disclosed your existence to me, the mysterious Prophet, but I think that you must have participated in and helped in this three-day war.

   Allow me to express my heartfelt thanks to you on behalf of myself and those suffering compatriots. "

   After finishing these few sentences, there was no answer. On the contrary, the face of the prophet in black on the opposite side showed no expression, but he could feel a strange scrutiny looking at him.

   "As expected of someone who will be a king in the future, this familiar diplomatic rhetoric is really handy."

   The prophet in black shook his head and said:

   "But if you're sure you're going to waste your precious time on these nutritious things, then I can talk to you all day, would you?"

   Sunstrider froze for a moment.

   He sat up straight and said seriously:

   "We have drawn a group of high-level elves who are determined to resist in the city of Xin Azali, and they have been overwhelmed by the empress's madness and the oppression of the devil.

  Although there are not many, they are all brave men I carefully selected.

  Once the rebels decide to invade the city, we can provide a lot of support, such as temporarily closing the magic barrier of the city, leading the way for the soldiers, etc. "

   "This isn't something I want to talk to you about, Sunstrider, maybe there will be a rebel envoy coming tomorrow, you can discuss the war with him as much as you like."

   Black says:

   "What I want to talk to you about is fate, the role you want to play in this war, and the mission you are about to fulfill. I think someone as wise as you has probably guessed the direction of things in the future.

   But what I want to say is that you are not ready. "

He touched the flaming phoenix that was resting on his shoulders. This well-behaved bird made a bright cry in the dream, and then flapped its wings and flew out, turning into a fiery tumble between the two of them, forming the one Sunstrider saw just now. A uniquely shaped flame sword.

   "You will forge it, and before the battle begins, it will become a legendary blade that records your destiny, a treasure and proud dependency of the Sunstrider family for generations."

  The evil **** pointed to the sword and said to Das Reema, who was listening carefully:

   "You have to take it to the battlefield."

   "A blazing blade?"

  The great aristocrat nodded, carefully discerning the shape and details of the sword, he said:

   "The Queen's court blacksmiths were long out of work, and when she struck a deal with the demons under the guidance of the flattering Lord Xavius, all order in the once prosperous court was lost.

  Fortunately, those fine craftsmen escaped the slaughter under my shelter, and it was not difficult to forge such a magic sword with their skills and the materials stored in my manor.

The only problem with    is the connection to the flame. "

   Das Reema rubbed his chin, and said with some embarrassment:

   "This is no ordinary flame.

   In terms of my rough magic skills, I guess it should come from the realm of the First Fire, the mysterious elemental plane and the legendary Ragnaros, the tyrannical Lord of the Balrog.

   Your Excellency the Prophet, if it were normal, I would spend time and energy on this prophecy to find a way to get in touch with the Balrog Lord, but now is really not a good time. "

   "What you need is the Fire of Sulfuras."

  The pirate didn't hide it either, he said straightforwardly:

   "I am not one of those third-rate prophets who dig a hole without filling it. I will give you the treasure you need to help you complete the holy relic of the sunstrider. But while I shape your destiny for you, you also shape your destiny for others.

  I know that not all night elf civilians died in the massacre of Zin Azsali, and some lucky ones were secretly sheltered by some big man.

   They are in this city.

   They are like a group of frightened beasts, their hearts will be enveloped in fear and unable to inspire courage until they are led by a real leader.

   Dath'Remar Sunstrider, this is what you will pay for your prophecy.

  You have to help those commoners find their leader, and before you become king, you have to help another person ascend to the leader's throne, which is a very important part.

   is also your responsibility. "

   The complexion of the sunstrider changed slightly.

   One of his biggest secrets was that he quietly gathered a group of civilians who had nowhere to go to face death threats at the time of the massacre, and it was only out of noble duty that he saved those poor people.

   Originally thought to send them out of the city quietly after the situation subsided, but who would have expected the queen to be so mad, seeing that there were more and more demons in the city of Xin Azali, those civilians who escaped the massacre dared to show their faces and died.

   But the inspections by the demons have become more and more rigorous, and those civilians who have escaped the carnage have become hot potatoes in the hands of the Sunstrider.

   He is a man with a bottom line, and he can't send those innocents into the hands of the devil, but if the situation continues to deteriorate, those civilians hiding in the large manor on the edge of the city will definitely be discovered by the devil.

   Until then, he will not be able to protect himself.

   What's more, he was not the only noble who sheltered the commoners during the Holocaust.

   Dath'Remar knew that many of the nobles who had now chosen to join his small group against the tyranny of Queen Azshara had more or less commoners hidden in their estates.

   The resistance of these high-level elf nobles is indeed because they cannot stand the double oppression and humiliation of the queen and the devil, but part of the reason is that they can't do it.

  In the choice between loyalty and conscience, they chose conscience.

   Now it's time for them to pay for their conscience, this riot is bound to happen, Dath Remar has been preparing, Ravencrest and the Rebels are a surprise, but the Sunstrider is also under a lot of pressure.

   "The number of civilians in hiding adds up to several thousand."

   Sunstrider said in a difficult tone:

   "We can provide them with weapons, anyway, our private soldiers have been pulled to the construction site of the Well of Eternity, and there are many excellent weapons.

   But the leader.

  After the carnage, the night elves no longer believed in the Highborne except us.

  I can't leave this city under martial law, where should I go to find a qualified leader for these civilians? "

   "Well, that's your problem, my dear Sunstrider."

  Blake, who likes to watch other people's unlucky most, said in a pleasant tone:

   "I think, a destined king is obviously capable enough to easily accomplish this heavy task, as for those leaders, she is not in the outside world, she is in this city.

   Don't worry, Sunstrider.

   A prophet as good as me will not deliver unfulfilled revelations to those who have stepped into their destiny.

   She is right beside you.

   All you have to do is observe with your heart and take the necessary adventure. "

   "I still have some questions, I think"

   Das Reema raised his head and wanted to ask more about the prophecy of the "King's Fate", but the moment he looked up, what he saw was the cold dinner in front of him.

  The fireplace in the hall is still burning.

   But there is no elegant phoenix or mysterious prophet on the sofa. At a moment when he is completely unaware, the dream has already woken up.

"what is this?"

  The great nobles also lost their appetite to eat.

   He frowned, got up and walked to the fireplace, looking at the flames burning in front of him, he said:

   "Did I get too tired and stressed recently to have a weird dream? But I remember the details of the sword clearly.

   By the way, I seem to have had the same dream a few years ago.

   The same flaming sword.

   I discussed this with Farodis at the time, he said it was just revealing the pursuit of bravery in my heart, now it seems more than that

correct!

   Didn't the prophet say that he would leave a flame for forging? "

  Sunstrider looked left and right, and there was no trace of gifts left in the hall. Finally, he set his eyes on the fireplace in front of him. It was especially strange that there was such a flame burning in the beating flame.

  It is completely different from the coquettish **** that are burning casually next to it. It is not attached to the charcoal at all, and it just burns out of thin air.

   There was only a trace of flame, but it attracted all the attention of Dath'Remar Sunstrider.

   He squatted down in amazement, wrapped his fingers in the flames with his not-so-powerful magic, and grabbed the rootless fire that was burning quietly in the palm of his hand and took it out.

   After leaving the fireplace, the flame was still burning, illuminating the eyes of the Sunstrider.

   also dispelled the doubts in his heart.

  If the original fire left behind is real, it means that the bizarre prophecy dream is also real. He accepted this gift and also accepted a responsibility.

   To find a leader for the helpless commoners trapped in the city of Sin-Athari

   The prophet in black said that the person was in the city and called her "she".

  The great noble narrowed his eyes and carefully recalled what happened in the city recently. After a while, he summoned his housekeeper and asked:

   "When I came back yesterday, I heard you say that a new prisoner was put in the Queen's court cage? Do you know her identity?"

   "Yes, my lord."

   The old butler who was in charge of collecting information for the great nobles whispered:

   "According to the information I got from chatting with the palace guards when I delivered your meal, the prisoner was captured by a demon sent by Lord Xavius, and it is said that the Queen specially summoned her.

   Now she is imprisoned in a palace cage.

  Those talkative guards told me that Mrs. Vashj, Her Majesty's favorite maid, would take time out these days to talk to the mysterious prisoner in the cage.

  It is said that it was a priest of the moon.”

   "Priests of the Moon?"

   Das Reima's eyes suddenly lit up.

  Different from the high elves who advocate magic and are loyal to Queen Azshara, the most important feature of the low-level night elves is that most of them believe in Lady Elune.

Ms. Elune's priests are also very good at organizing commoners to carry out various activities and channel their beliefs to the use of the empire. If a group of frightened commoners is looking for a leader, a moon priest is definitely the most suitable candidate.

  Perhaps, she is

   The great noble had an idea in his heart, but instead of acting recklessly, he decided to talk to the prisoner tonight to see if she was the "leader" in the prophecy.

   "Sangunar, my dear housekeeper, do another thing for me."

  Sunstrider took out a weapon blueprint he had just drawn and a magic box that contained the flame of Sulfuras from his luggage, and gave the two things to his most trusted butler.

   He whispered:

   "Go to the manor to find the court craftsmen who are sheltered by me, and open the warehouse to them. I want them to forge this weapon for me, be sure to hurry!

   We don't have much time.

   I will see my 'Flame Strike' in three days. "

   "Our warehouse has the most perfect sword embryo left by the family craftsman, my lord."

   Butler Sangunar said softly:

   "Three days is enough to forge a magic weapon for you, and the guards at home and I will be ready to set foot on the battlefield just like you.

  Flame Strike is such a majestic name, and it fits your last name perfectly. "

   "Alas, Sangunar, I said you're really not good at this kind of flattery."

   The great noble sighed, patted the butler on the shoulder, and said:

   "Go and do things, I'm going to the palace to meet the mysterious prisoner. You don't have to make me a late-night snack at night. I'll stay there until tomorrow morning and go directly to the Well of Eternity to work.

  God, I really never thought that one day I would also be a poor tool man who is oppressed by demons.

   Those **** days are really enough! "

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   "I warn you, next time I have such an obscene dream, I'll change my faith!"

   On the way back to the hideout of the watchmen, Miss Maiev said to her unruly **** with great dissatisfaction:

   "I'm a clergyman and I don't mind devotion to my gods, but dreams like this really put a lot of pressure on me."

   "Well, I didn't do anything."

  Blake said in surprise:

   "Just telling a story, I haven't even touched your hand, okay?"

   "But you're talking about how shameless we are in 10,000 years. Enough! It's enough! I can't become that kind of person. I'm a priest who believes in Lady Elune."

  Miss Maiev covered her face and cried out:

   "It wouldn't be so shameless."

   "But that's all true."

   Black whispered maliciously:

   "Stop struggling, my little Maiev, just like a poor little beast, you will eventually fall into the trap of shameless hunters and get deeper and deeper, those futures are doomed.

   Well, we have guests. "

  The evil **** pointed to the front, Maiev took a deep breath and jumped into the shadows and walked into the hiding spot.

Black hides in her shadow and accompanies them as they enter the house, in addition to the vigilant watchmen, Shandris Feathermoon dressed as the Stormtroopers and hunter, and Taranas Windrunner, the vanguard scout. .

   "I feel it, Mindo's place is in Azshara's palace."

   Shandris said to Brother Stormrage:

   "But I can't just break in there, we have to wait for an opportunity, Mindo's breath is not weak, she is not tortured."

   "But that's a matter of time."

   Brother Egg with a blindfold moved his fingers and said:

   "I can disguise as a demon believer and go there to investigate."

   "Too risky."

   Malfurion immediately refused:

   "We should first get in touch with Your Excellency Sunstrider and ask for his help."

   "No need."

   Maiev strode forward and said in a hoarse voice:

   "We've got this done, Lord Dath Remar will help, and he's already started, and you'll be able to see Lady Tyrande in three days at the latest.

   Also, I have bad news for you.

   There are still thousands of civilians hiding in this city. They are sheltered by Dath Remar and other nobles, but they may be discovered at any time.

  I know Tyrande's character best, she can't give up these Luna believers, so you must be prepared, the original rescue plan needs to be changed.

  Perhaps you have to **** Tyrande and the commoners to break out of Zin Azsari, or fight to the end here.

   This is almost like a death sentence.

   And of course, the Watchmen will join in, and that's what we're here for! "

   (end of this chapter)