Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 185 Finding the Lost Time Magic Scroll

"I need a few strange identities to help me complete a task," Talisa said to Cowley with a serious expression, raising her slender fingers.

"What task?" Cowley rubbed his hands excitedly and asked curiously.

"The Magic Council recently lost a very important scroll, and I need you to help me find it."

Then Talisa snorted softly, "It's cheap for that old woman, this adventurer, are you willing to accept this?"

Cowley nodded, just joking, looking for something. For a thief, finding something is the last thing he fears. If he refused to accept such a simple task, he would be an idiot.

"Okay, then it's settled, but there are still some precautions, do you want to hear it? Cute thief?"

Cowley rolled his eyes, cute is not a good word to describe a male dwarf, maybe he would be happy to describe a female dwarf.

"Please tell me," he still nodded helplessly, without refuting the other party's title, who made himself ask for others.

"Your actions must not be exposed as my instigation, which means that you need to investigate secretly alone, but sister, I am not a stingy person." After speaking, Talisa threw a few magic scrolls to Cowley. You have helped."

Then Kate handed a piece of parchment that recorded the mission information to Cowley at the same time, blinking, "Good luck, smart adventurer."

Talisa waved her hand and drove Cowley out of the room like a mosquito.

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Suramar Central Cross Street is the most prosperous area in the entire city, and it is also the most prosperous business district in the city. The headquarters of several chambers of commerce are located here, and the famous Menton House Hotel is located next to the central street.

The price of 50 silver coins per person per day is a great price for ordinary civilians. After all, this money can live for a family of three for half a month, but the service it provides is also top-notch. The cast iron hotel in Nanhai Town Compared with it, the suite is like the gap between a country landowner and a real nobleman.

For ordinary adventurers, they basically would not come here. Only Carl, a few big dogs who made a fortune during the adventure, have the financial resources to afford this kind of expense.

Thick handmade carpets cover the entire hotel, purple stone pillars with blue decorations, exquisite ceilings and arcane crystal chandeliers make people feel the uncanny workmanship of Nightborne craftsmen, surrounded by various art paintings, masters The handwriting has raised the style of the entire hotel several notches.

Carol was lying on the elegant table, snorting and destroying the food on the table, including butter bread, cream cheese, milk and special fruits, and of course the most important half roast lamb.

A whole barrel of rum was placed between Carol and Blake, and the two filled up the glass from time to time. Carl bought it at the port of Boralus and drank most of it on the way. This was the last drink. bucket.

After getting along for a period of time, Carl has already figured out the two dwarves, Carol and Blake, and these two guys will not let go of any opportunity to drink.

Galina sat quietly on the other side of the table, holding a glass of milk, raised her fingers, her bright silver eyes restlessly stared at the roast lamb in front of her, and swallowed.

Obviously, this kind of food violated the teachings of the Sisterhood of the Night, but the smell of meat provoked the most primitive instincts.

Carl swung the butcher knife, cut off a large piece of lamb leg, stuffed it into Galina's dinner plate, and then cut another piece for himself, his mouth was full of oil.

I only took one bite, one small bite, I was just curious about the taste of this thing, Galina kept comforting herself, and then quickly threw this sentence out of the blue, and started eating with big mouthfuls.

"Hey," Carl, who had succeeded in his scheme, smiled wretchedly. He still doesn't understand the dogmas of the old-fashioned Sisterhood of the Night and the Druid Sect. Maybe it's because Kaldorei and Quel'dorei don't like each other. One of the reasons for it.

"I'm back!" Several people looked back, and saw that Cowley, who had gone out to inquire about the mission, had returned.

Carl will cut off a lamb chop and hand it to Cowley, "Here's a lamb chop, the food here is really good."

Sitting on Carl's side, Cowley grabbed the milk on the table and took a big sip, then continued: "You will never guess who the leader of the Song of Shadows is?"

"Who," the rest of the people asked in unison.

"Chief magister Talisa," Cowley cut the sheep into small pieces and tasted them carefully, and said, "She has a way to help us unlock the secret of the stone slab, and we need to complete a task for an equal exchange."

"What mission?" Galina shook her ears and asked in a low voice.

"Looking for an item, the magic scroll of the Council of Magisters."

"I prefer to chop things than to find things," Carol waved his hand and muttered, but his mouth was full of things and he was slurred.

Cowley was very dissatisfied with Carol who interrupted his conversation. After giving Carol a hard look, he continued: "The clue of the mission was done by a thief named 'Snake', and his usual range of activities In the eastern part of Suramar."

He spread the cream cheese on the bread again with a spoon, took a bite, and let out a contented sigh.

"What's the name of the scroll?" Karl asked again.

"What time is the magic scroll?" Cowley scratched his head and said vaguely.

"Time magic scroll," Carl stopped his hands, and continued, "The full name is the time magic scroll of the great magister Elisande?"

"Yes, that's the name, what's the problem?"

"Is it Talisa who issued the mission?"

"Yes."

"Oops," Carl threw the knife on the dinner plate depressedly, making a crisp sound.

"What's wrong?" Cowley looked at Carl inexplicably, and asked in wonder.

"Thanks to you being a professional adventurer, there is no one in Suramar who is unaware of the conflict between Grand Magister Lysande and Chief Magister Talisa."

"It's obvious that someone stole Lyasander's time magic scroll, and Talisa took the opportunity to add insult to injury."

"That means we're embroiled in an infighting between two Suramar greats, something we've been trying to avoid."

The Nightborne in the entire city of Suramar knew the conflict between Elisande and Talisa, and the two were very different in character and philosophy.

As the leader of Suramar, Elisande has always set her sights on the range of the Nightwell, and she expects to stay here until the end of the world.

On the other hand, Talisa is just the opposite. She actively seeks communication with the outside world, establishes the Shadow Song organization, wanders around Suramar, and controls one-tenth of the Broken Isles under her vision.

(End of this chapter)