Vol 2 Chapter 1645 13. Black’s little fan brother +1

   Chapter 1645 13. Black’s little fan brother +1

Jarod Shadowsong, a legend and soul figure in the late elf empire and the history of Kaldorei, the absolute C position that shined brilliantly in the ancient battle, and is also very likely the most powerful in the history of Azeroth commander.

The legend of this guy includes, but is not limited to, taking the leadership of the anti-magic coalition after the assassination of Lord Kurtalos Ravencrest, uniting with his charisma, including dragons, demigods, nature kin and high All the warriors, including the tauren, bravely resisted the Burning Legion commanded by Malonos the Destroyer and Archimonde the Defiler.

   His commanding art on the front line accurately dragged the demon army back to the Well of Eternity, giving the Stormrage Brothers enough time to make a desperate attempt.

   In the final stages of the War of the Ancients, Jarod faced Archimonde’s torment spell and persisted until the explosion of the Well of Eternity.

   It can be said that if there is no commander who looks gentle and elegant but is actually tough-minded and has a gully in his chest, the story of the ancient battle and even today’s Azeroth will be rewritten by irreversible disasters.

   In addition, this guy is also a person with great bearing and style.

   After the War of the Ancients, he has a great reputation among all races, and if he has a little thought, he can easily become the king of elves.

At that time, even the high-level elf nobles like Dath Remar Sunstrider were very convinced of Jarod’s exploits, but after this guy was almost killed by Illidan during a patrol, he took his wife and retreated decisively and surrendered. The supreme power of the elves was given to the Maripho couple.

   In addition, Garrod not only has first-class fighting skills, but also is quite accomplished in love.

   After he and his wife retired, General Shandris Feathermoon, the commander of the Silverwing Sentinel, was still fond of him. Just like Ms. Maiev, this relationship has lasted for 10,000 years before making new progress not long ago.

   In all respects, anyone who has heard Garrod’s story will adore him, and the courage, wisdom, and high personal morality he displays in his moments of glory are amazing.

   But unfortunately, in order to stabilize the Kaldorei’s rule, the Sisters of Elune did not publicize the deeds of Jarod at Maiev’s suggestion.

  Especially after Dath’Remar Sunstrider led the high elves to break with the Kaldorei, the story of Jarod was barely known to the new generation of elves.

   It wasn’t until the news of the demon’s comeback was confirmed not long ago that Garrod came out again under the personal persuasion and “sleeping clothes” of General Shandris.

  It was also at that time that the Kaldorei’s propaganda machine was in full swing.

   spread the truth about the War of the Ancients all over the world in just a few months, and made Jarod Shadowsong’s legendary commander known.

This is to make it easier for the commander who has won the battle against demons like Jarod to control the coalition forces of various ethnic groups in the subsequent wars, but for a person who can regard the throne of the “King of Spirits” as a burden, Garrod Shadowsong never tires of the high-profile side-effects of this hype.

   This is one of the reasons why, as the commander of the anti-magic coalition, he took the lead to the dangerous world of Argus.

  Compared to wandering around the world, chatting with kings and chieftains and priests, the pragmatic Garrod hopes to do something more meaningful for the war.

   As for uniting the various races, it would be more appropriate for the more articulate priests of the Sisterhood of Elune to do it.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Garrod may have come to Argus for some other purpose. For example, now, this legendary elf, who is famous all over the world, is talking to him around Blake in a familiar and almost “coquette” manner. .

   “Brother-in-law, you left without leaving a word, which really makes me feel sad.

  Especially when you promised to protect me on the battlefield but you didn’t show up when the Defiler threw its evil magic on me to try and break my will

   At that time I almost despaired. ”

   Garrod laughed and said to the bewildered Blake:

   “But fortunately, I survived Archimonde’s torture by relying on your protection of my soul, and I saw with my own eyes the victory you promised us.

  Although my elder sister is very sad about your departure, I know she has always been proud of you, especially when you took a man’s resolute farewell and romantically faced the fallen **** on the other side of the devil star sea.

   From then on, I made up my mind to be like you! ”

   “Huh? What? You’re going to be a pirate too?”

   Black grunted, responding with a pirate joke.

   His senses of this bearded elf who looked very mature and vicissitudes of life, but possessed an aura of his own, were very complicated.

   On the one hand, he knew that he must have had a good relationship with this guy 10,000 years ago, and from a legal point of view, after his private life with Maiev, Jarod was indeed his “younger brother”.

   But on the other hand, the Black in Garrod’s eyes is not the real him.

   Accurately speaking, that is the future of him, and now he does not know much about the legendary elf commander who is shining with worship in his eyes.

   This situation made the pirate feel like he was in an embarrassing situation shrouded in the shadow of his own greatness, and he, who has always been articulate, became a little stupid.

   Garrod seemed to see Blake’s embarrassment, he laughed and said to the pirates:

   “I knew that our first meeting would be very weird, in fact, I was going to meet you in Suramar before, but my sister drove me away.

   She said you are not the person we remember.

   But I know, it’s just that my sister wants to spend more time alone with you.

  I didn’t debunk her tricks, you are the Blake Shaw in my memory, judging from the miraculous deeds you did in Azeroth.

   That omnipotent prophet in black.

  You have taught me a lot, my dear brother-in-law, without your encouragement, I would not have been able to persevere under the circumstances 10,000 years ago. ”

   Having said this, Garrod smiled a little embarrassedly, and said to Blake in a low voice:

   “They don’t even know that at least 70% of the credit for the victory in that battle is on you.

   You helped us persuade the dragon, you called the demigods, you found the mighty Huon Gaoling, and it was you who told me about the shortcomings and weaknesses of the demons.

  I can’t take all the victories into my hands with peace of mind, and that makes my conscience uneasy.

   So as you predicted, I took Sarah Hill into seclusion and asked Sister Elune not to over-promote me, but not this time.

   If we can win this time, then I will let the whole world know what you are doing in secret to win.

   Those applause and cheers, those glory and glory should be yours. ”

   “Uh, I appreciate you being there for me, but I really don’t need that.”

  The pirate sighed, he pointed to a petrified tree that collapsed next to him, sat there, beckoned to Jarod, and let his “brother-in-law” sit beside him.

   He picked up his pipe, looked at the undulating darkness around him, and said in a low voice:

   “I came to Argus for a very selfish purpose, you should be able to guess my thoughts.”

   “I know, it’s for my sister.”

   Garrod didn’t seem to have any psychological burden on this matter. He brushed his long elf hair and looked left and right. Then he lowered his voice and said to Blake seriously:

   “Actually, I have known about this for a long time. About your separation and the sadness you have hidden in your heart, my dear brother-in-law, I felt it when we first met.”

“Um?”

  Black glanced at Garrod beside him and said:

   “Did I tell you this?”

   “No, but I can feel it.”

  The pirate’s brother-in-law shrugged his shoulders and said with emotion:

   “When my sister brought you back to the manor for the first time to introduce her mysterious ‘boyfriend’ to me, I could feel the very subtle feeling you had when getting along with your sister.

  You are obviously very powerful and unfathomably powerful, but you are always inseparable from your sister, and you always try your best to satisfy all your sister’s thoughts.

   is like a walking ‘wishing machine’.

   That feeling has gone beyond love at first sight, it is more like a compensation and make up, and later as we experienced more and more things together, I began to gradually understand your mood.

   Especially the pain reflected in your eyes every time you see your sister’s smile.

  I’m not smart enough though.

   But I can understand that feeling.

  Especially after you left, during the 10,000 years that my wife and I lived in seclusion, every time Sarah Hill was in great pain because of her illness, I could understand more and more how you felt at that time.

  You must be very sad, but you must endure the sadness and show a reassuring smile.

   You must have lost her in the future, but apart from the pain, I have not seen you despair, and I know that you still have a way to save her.

   I am sure you can do something that sounds incredible.

  You are omnipotent in my heart.

   Actually, although it’s not appropriate for me to say this, I don’t think you need to feel guilty or sad about it. For us elves, a short parting is not a bad thing.

   Because every reunion is a surprise. ”

   Jarod put his hands on the wood beside him, raised his head and looked at the gloomy fel sky above his head, which was completely different from Azeroth. He said softly:

   “I think my sister thinks the same way, she’s just too shy to tell you what she really thinks.

  You gave her the best things, so that she can look forward to tomorrow under every moon in every night of 10,000 years of solitude.

   That is hope

   You may think that it is terrible to make your sister wait ten thousand years.

   But this is not the case. From the perspective of elves, it is actually a wonderful experience to be able to face a long and boring life with anticipation.

  Brother-in-law

  I can sense that you are in a mess at this time.

  Despite your performance, you are trying to do something you are not sure about. For someone like you who is used to being in control of everything, this is a very dangerous sign.

   This means that you are out of your game and trying to step into a field you are not familiar with.

   Need me to give you a suggestion? ”

“Say.”

   Black snorted.

   He exhaled smoke from his nostrils, staring angrily at the guy beside him.

   This guy talks a lot, and the pirates suspect that Garrod may also have some strange abilities, such as being able to accurately sense the mood of the people around him.

   But the strange thing is that the pirates did not feel offended or disgusted after Garrod said so much.

   It may have been a factor in those friendships, past or future, that allowed Black to tolerate Jarrod Shadowsong guessing over and over again about his thoughts.

   For a guy who is good at playing tricks, Garrod has not been beaten by a stinky pirate or turned into a big fool, which fully shows the kindness of the pirates to him.

   “Don’t be tied, brother-in-law”

   Garrod grinned and said:

   “In your words, that’s not cool at all, men who are afraid of hands and feet will not be liked by girls, and if they are destined to be separated, they cannot forget the dashing farewell kiss.

  You will definitely get her back anyway.

  You once predicted to me that you and your sister would have an infinite future, I believe you can do it, although I can’t guess how you should do it if I want to break my head. ”

   “Well, this is great, a pot of elf sour chicken soup from 10,000 years ago.”

  Blake read it with an expressionless stick, then took off his pipe and said to Garrod beside him with his fists moving:

   “It’s a shame that I’m still expecting you to bring me the wisdom of a victor. I didn’t expect you to waste a few precious seconds of my time. Maybe I should have a ‘real conversation’ with you.”

   “Uh, ahem, the commanders are waiting for me, look at me, I get carried away when I meet idols I admire, oops, I’ve wasted too much precious time.”

   Garrod jumped up with a swoosh, made a very serious gesture, coughed twice and said to Black:

   “That, brother-in-law, I won’t disturb you.

  I went over there to meet the commanders first. If we are to complete the final sniping of the Burning Legion in Azeroth in the future, then the war in Argus is the best war rehearsal.

  I must seize this precious opportunity to grind the coalition forces of all ethnic groups into the perfect state of union as possible, which will definitely be very busy.

   Then, brother-in-law, see you next time. ”

After    finished speaking, the elf commander showed his bright smile again, waved to Black, and walked quickly to the Kroku camp under the protection of several watchmen.

  Blake watched him leave, and didn’t beat his unruly brother-in-law. He sat on the tree where he was, and maintained his posture of rising smoke.

   It wasn’t until Archbishop Mograine came to urge him to leave for Mac’Aree that Black rose from the fallen tree where he was standing.

   He took a deep breath, moved his body, and under Mograine’s gaze returned to his former heartless and evil look.

   “Why are you looking at me like that?”

  The pirate provocatively said:

   “Your eyes look like a fool trying to penetrate the heart of the ancient gods, do you need me to open up my dark heart to show you enough? Archbishop.

   Are you ready for your soul to fall into the abyss forever? ”

   “Don’t be so aggressive, Blake.”

   Mograine shook his head, and after a few seconds, he said:

   “If you feel uncomfortable, you can actually cry. I have seen too many destructions and tragedies, and I won’t laugh at you for that.”

   “Okay, that’s what you said.”

  The pirate grinned and raised his head, a swirling purple halo in his eyes.

   A few minutes later, Captain Faria was stunned as he watched the weeping Archbishop Mograine walking back behind the expressionless Blake.

   She rushed over nervously to support the war archbishop who was constantly wiping tears, and she scolded Blake:

   “Evil guy, what have you done to our commander?”

   “Well, man, it’s not a sin to cry.”

  The pirate made a crooked mouth and beckoned to the group of little stars who were ready to travel. He turned his head and rolled his eyes at Faria, and said:

   “Archbishop Mograine wept bitterly because he had seen too many destructions and tragedies, so he couldn’t bear the grief in his heart.

Do not worry.

   No one would laugh at him for that. ”

   (end of this chapter)