Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 179: 2 This world is too weird! Are any hooded people I meet on the street demigods? [1]

Chapter 179 2. This world is too weird! Are all the hooded people I meet on the street demigods? [15]

(Additional update for brother “Huo Zheng Ting Hao” [1/5])
"Who is this?"

When Diakum left the hotel in Lakeside Town at the appointed time and reunited with the human knights of Stonewall Fortress, General Gavinrad, who was personally leading the reconnaissance team to the Black Swamp, looked at the short man beside him in confusion.

How did this Draenei giant priest from another world make local friends so quickly?

How come it’s a dwarf I’ve never seen before?
Is the height comparison wrong here?

Even with his straightened hair, the dwarf's length barely reaches your knees! It's like a tall and mighty knight taking his short-legged corgi pet for a walk.

"This is my friend, a dwarf bard who travels the world. She met me in an inn and was attracted by the stories I described about Draenor. She plans to stay with me for a while."

The hooded Diakum explained a few words to General Gavinrad in the gentle manner of a priest. Chromie, who was standing next to him, puffed out his chest and raised his head, making an attitude of "Don't look at me because I'm small, but I'm very reliable", and summoned a magic carpet to show his identity as a "caster".

This made General Gavinrad's eyes light up.

Spellcasters are extremely useful in combat and reconnaissance. There is a garrison mage accompanying the Stonewall Fortress, but he will not refuse an extra-staff mage to accompany them.

But Diakum frowned.

He looked at the team of lightly armored reconnaissance knights in front of him. Even if the general's mage was included, this team of less than thirty scouts was still a bit thin.

In the previous conversation, he had clearly warned these Storm Kingdom warriors that the Demon Blood Orcs were very dangerous enemies and that even for the initial reconnaissance, professionals such as stalkers or rangers should be dispatched. Although the light armored knights were as mobile as the wolf cavalry, the fact that they were so ostentatious and unprepared made the sentinels dissatisfied.

These humans obviously didn't take his warning to heart at all.

If this were the Draenor era, Dick would have yelled at them and told them to prepare themselves again. However, this was Azeroth, and he was standing on Stormwind's legal territory. As an outsider who had yet to gain their trust, Diakum believed he should have some sense of propriety.

He did not make much comment on this reconnaissance team. He simply summoned the sacred warhorse in the form of a majestic talbuk sheep under the astonished gaze of the knights, mounted the horse, and after talking with General Gavinrad for a few words, set off for the Black Swamp.

That place is in the northeast of Redridge Mountains. Although the two places are impassable in the game, there is obviously no such saying in reality.

At present, the Dark Portal has not actually been erected, so the fel pollution will not penetrate into the underground of the Black Swamp on a large scale. Therefore, the cursed land in Diakum's memory is unlikely to appear.

Because the Sentinel's body size reached half giant, his sacred warhorse was also particularly exaggerated. Together with the man and the vehicle, it was almost like riding a thunder elephant. Although General Gavinrad's warhorse was also of noble blood and very majestic, when he rode his horse beside Dick, he always felt like a skinny attendant beside the mighty knight.

This made the general feel strange.

But he is a devout believer in the Holy Light, with high personal moral standards. He will not make sarcastic remarks on the surface, but will continue to learn more about the orcs from Diakum.

As a general stationed at the border of the kingdom, he attached great importance to the news of the appearance of orcs, believing that this might become another "wolf disaster."

As the southernmost of the seven human kingdoms, Stormwind Kingdom has been facing the invasion of gnolls since its establishment. The Redridge Mountains are the base camp where the gnolls gather. Over the past few hundred years, these barbaric guys have harassed the kingdom's territory from time to time.

But the kingdom's soldiers were brave and fearless, and they would fight back fiercely every time.

"In addition to the gnolls, the mountainous area bordering Sunlight Forest and Stranglethorn Vale is also frequently harassed by trolls. Troll headhunters from the Gurubashi Kingdom, led by their witch doctors and chieftains, cross the border and plunder farms and orchards near Serene Gardens. They even dig up our graves to obtain some very sinister spellcasting materials."

As General Gavinrad advanced, he explained to the foreigners who inquired about the situation in the kingdom:

"Although the Kurson Camp stationed in the northern part of Stranglethorn Vale has been defending it with all our might, that ancient jungle is, after all, the trolls' ancestral territory. It is very difficult for us to fight them in that alien land.

However, trolls are more civilized than werewolves.

The envoys of the Gurubashi Kingdom visited Stormwind City in the early years. At that time, King Llane had just come to power and the two sides had a period of peace. However, in recent years, it is said that there has been civil unrest in the Troll Kingdom. It seems that there was something wrong with the god they believed in, which caused the trolls to become restless again.

However, apart from the gnolls and trolls, the kingdom's overall border troubles are not serious.

Aside from the murloc raids in the Westfalls and the frequent caravan raids by Dark Iron Dwarf slavers in the Burning Plains, the kingdom's situation in recent years can truly be described as 'roughly peaceful'. At least compared to those decadent and hedonistic kingdoms in the northern borderlands, we in Stormwind Kingdom still maintain our precious enterprising spirit!

"That's true."

Chromie, disguised as a bard, sat on a magic carpet and said in a shrill dwarf voice:
"Stormwind Kingdom has always been proud of its 'brave isolation'. During the reign of King Baratheon, they relied on themselves to successively resolve the scourge of gnolls and repel several attacks by trolls. This made the people of the kingdom believe that even without the assistance of the northern border countries, they can rely on themselves to prosper.

However, I learned from some historical records that when the gnolls besieged Stormwind City, King Baratheon actually asked for help from the Northern Frontier.

Unfortunately, no country was willing to help them. Instead, the dwarves of Ironforge sent reinforcements and presented them with weapons. The old king was so angry that he simply cut off the formal diplomatic channels with the northern countries and turned to an alliance with the dwarves.

Therefore, Stormwind's "proud isolation" was actually forced. Over the years, their interactions with the human kingdoms in the northern border have become very weak.

Aside from maintaining strong commercial ties with Kul Tiras, Stormwind Kingdom and the rest of humanity are essentially united in name only."

At this point, the evil dragon deliberately stretched out his voice and said:

"This is bad! If Storm Kingdom suddenly encounters a dangerous disaster, you won't even be able to get reinforcements."

"Well, keep your mouth shut, you noisy dwarf!"

General Gavinrad scorned this argument and said with a curled lip:

"We have the brave and noble Lord Lothar, and we also have the mighty guardian of the kingdom, the celestial mage, Lord Medivh! These two are sworn brothers who grew up with King Llane.

I don't think there is any evil force in this land that can defeat our proud kingdom under their protection."

"I heard from some guests in the inn that Lord Medivh's mage tower is near the Black Swamp?"

Diakum asked:

"It is said that it is the hottest social spot for local upper-class people?"

"Yes, the majestic mage Takarajan, he is the pride of our Storm Kingdom!"

General Gavinrad proudly introduced:

"After you cross the Redridge Mountains, you'll see the tall black tower standing in the Deadwind Pass Valley. Don't underestimate it because it's just a solitary tower. Because of the magic inside, the area inside is no less than a small city.

I am not a mage myself, but I have heard some spellcasters say with envy that even the northern magical city-state of Dalaran does not have such a powerful mage tower.

As for the banquet
It was originally because Lord Medivh lived in a high tower all year round to study magic and was very lonely guarding the border of the kingdom. His loyal steward Moros was worried about his master's social circle, so he specially invited nobles from Redridge Mountains, Sunny Forest and Eastvale to a banquet to dispel the loneliness of the kingdom's guardian.

Lord Medivh was a very approachable person. He would often appear at banquets to chat and drink with guests, and occasionally some high-class ladies would be invited.
Ahem, this isn't a romantic affair that believers of the Holy Light should discuss.

In short, over the years, the banquets in Karazhan have become the most upper-class social venue in the kingdom. Every month, distinguished guests from Stormwind and even the distant northern border attend the banquets. I occasionally go there in my spare time.

But I'm not here to make connections, I'm just killing time and playing Medivh's amazing magic chess with my friends."

At this point, the general nicknamed "Stern" also smiled and said softly:
"I can experience the process of commanding a hundred thousand soldiers to fight against a troll army through the magic chess. This is a rare experience for a commander. Marshal Lothar also likes the magical artifact very much."

They chatted like this, and after an hour of rapid riding, they crossed the ridge of the Redridge Mountains and arrived at the outskirts of the Black Swamp.

From this vantage point, the extent of the swamp before us was quite astonishing. Everywhere we looked was a grayish haze, with patches of low shrubs covering the muddy water. The foul smell was even more daunting. This was not a place that would bring joy to anyone, no wonder it was nicknamed the "Black Swamp."

"There are two paths here."

General Gavinrad waved his whip and said to Diakum:

"If you go straight, you will enter the swamp. The kingdom has a small camp there, and some herbalists occasionally come here to collect rare medicinal herbs. The other road will cross the edge of the swamp and enter the Headwind Trail.

However, the road is full of dangerous wild animals, so few people walk on it."

At this point, the general lowered his voice and said:

"My father heard when he was a child that someone had seen a giant dragon deep in this swamp. Some wizards, when drunk, would also boast about the rumor that there was a green dragon lurking in the Black Swamp."

"No, it's gone now."

Chromie on the magic carpet said with a tone of regret and sorrow:
"The Dream Dragons have evacuated this place. They left a long time ago, leaving only a few dragonmen guarding here."

"Ok?"

The general and the knights beside him all looked at the dwarf in confusion. The latter turned his head and said with a playful smile:

"I'm a bard, everyone. No one understands these folklore and legends better than me. But you'd better not go to the swamp near the sea. There is a dark force that lingers there and refuses to leave."

"You bard talk too much!"

Diakum waved his hand to signal Chromie to shut up.

How come your dragon's mouth is leaking air, with all kinds of information spewing out? Is this something ordinary people should know?
The Temple of Atal'Hakkar deep in the swamp is where the remains of an evil troll god are buried. Warriors of light like Diak'um can purify it after a fierce battle, but the fate of ordinary people who dare to approach there is self-evident.

He pointed in the other direction of the Black Swamp and said to the generals and knights:

"The orcs' fallen fortress is right there!

You have to cross the swamp to reach the hidden valley, but I estimate that they will soon send out wolf cavalry to scout the surroundings, so I suggest you do not advance rashly, but just wait near your small camp.

In addition, their fortress collapsed when it fell, and the wreckage of many cities was scattered all over the Black Swamp.

There are still orcs alive in the wreckage. If you don't plan to wait, then capturing those isolated orcs as prisoners is also a good option, but you may need the support of a mage to talk to them smoothly. "

Diakum said seriously to Gavinrad who was listening:

"The green-skinned orcs believe in the black wolf god named Lycanthos, which allows them to control the shadowy wolf pack. If you hear the howling of wolves near your camp, don't hesitate, retreat immediately!

You guys are no match for the swarming demon wolves. I'm going to search for warriors from the K'ure Alliance nearby. If you're attacked, send a signal immediately."

He handed the human general a Draenei-style crystal flare gun and said:

"I'll go and provide support immediately."

"Ah."

The general did not refuse the kind-hearted foreigner's help. He put away his flare gun and said to Diakum:
"I will stay here for about five days. I'll let the brave Lieutenant Windsor accompany you. Once you find your warriors, you can let the lieutenant lead them back to Redridge Mountains. Stormwind Kingdom is a place shrouded in Holy Light, and we welcome all companions of the Holy Light."

"Then may the Holy Light bless you."

Diakum gave General Gavinrad a holy symbol blessing, and golden light emanated from his hands, bestowing a series of powerful blessings upon these knights.

The saint's blessing can last for two or three days, which is enough to give these humans a slight advantage when facing the greenskins.

As for why he can still use Holy Light after he has passed the Light and Shadow Trial.
That's just a trial, not a seal!
The Holy Light Force will not intervene actively, but as long as Diakum calls, he can bless him with the Holy Light at any time.

After watching the brave general and his knights enter the swamp, Diakum turned around and smiled at Lieutenant Windsor beside him. He said:

"You need to rest."

"Huh? I'm not tired."

Reginald Windsor, who was only a second lieutenant and far from being a "marshal", opened his eyes wide. He didn't understand what the Delaney priest wanted to do, but Diakum put his hand on his shoulder and said:

"No, you are tired. Go and rest."

The Shadow Priest's spiritual guidance quickly brings subconscious fatigue.

The lieutenant immediately yawned, walked to the side drowsily, leaned against the rock and fell asleep.

After arranging the innocent lieutenant, Diakum turned around with Kazak's soul-sucking staff in his hand. Chromie beside him also eagerly waved the staff that was taller than her.

"come out!"

Diakum scolded:
"You've been following us since we entered the Black Swamp. I don't think you have any ill intentions, but I don't like your sneaky behavior. Also, if you're not an assassin, don't peek at the Holy Light from the shadows!"

At his scolding, in the refraction and twisting of light, a lady covered in a black robe appeared on the hillside behind, holding a magic book in one hand and a staff in the other.

The sharp eyes under the hood looked at the two people in front of her. After a moment, she said in a fake hoarse voice:

"A foreign demigod and a disguised guardian dragon—this combination is truly extraordinary! But you're right. I mean no harm. I just have something I want to ask you, Mr. Diakum.

About the city that fell from the sky, and
What role does the celestial mage Medivh, the guardian of Stormwind, play in this?"

"I am an eredar prophet."

Diakum said.

"so what?"

The female mage opposite snorted.

It can be seen that she is full of contempt for the role of "prophet".

"So, the most rebellious 'Guardian of Tirisfal', the arcane demigoddess Magna Aegwynn, you don't have to be so secretive and don't have to pretend like you're not good at it."

Diakum shrugged his shoulders and said, his tail wagging:

"Most importantly, your son Medivh committed the crimes of aiding war and plotting annihilation in my world! I'm about to bring him to justice."

(End of this chapter)

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