Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 164 72. I just said it clearly, I want to use you

The shell game between the undead pirates and the tortoises came to an end at midnight.

The results speak for themselves.

The pirates lost badly.

Some of the more irascible orcs have lost, well, that's you, Rend Blackhand.

Knowing that he is called Black Hand, he is still so easy to gamble.

He even lost the generous reward he just got from Zemlan's treasure to those seemingly simple and honest, but actually treacherous tortoises.

Only smart people like Eudora and Razak won some spoils from the tortoise.

But overall, the Pirates lost almost all their pants.

However, the crazy pharmacist La Enka was an exception. He played turtle shell games with twenty tortoises most of the night and won twenty games in a row.

For Curry of the Golden Tooth Gang, he won a lot of good things.

Many tortoises suspected that the mad troll was cheating, but they couldn't come up with any proof.

In fact, Rahnka did cheat, and he had four invisible troll ghosts by his side to help him.

Playing a tortoise shell game like Lianliankan is simply a god's perspective.

Unfortunately, his victory could not conceal the loss of the pirates as a whole, so in the second half of the night, all the pirates got drunk on the pier of the tortoise.

Fortunately, because of the "strategic agreement" that Bo Laike and Totaka have just reached, these drinks are all provided for free.

Don't need money, open up and drink!

Bo Laike has no intention of restraining these bastards under his command.

Commanding a group of pirates is completely different from commanding an army. The latter requires discipline to restrain combat effectiveness, while the former requires freedom to ensure greed and desire.

As a good captain, you must know how to meet the needs of your subordinates, in exchange for support and followers, and to establish majesty. Fear is a sword in Laike's hand, a double-edged sword.

While aiming at the enemy, you must also aim the other side at your own people.

You can't talk about loyalty with pirates, it's a rare commodity in this business.

While his crew reveled, Laike was alone on his boat.

The Nagfar quietly dives deep under the sea water, like a monster in the water, quietly suspended in the darkness, isolating all the noise, allowing it to penetrate quietly inside.

Bu Laike hasn't finished cleaning the Naglfar, and the ship is littered with all sorts of trinkets left by the careless ghost pirates.

Some are dangerous, so take your time when dealing with them.

However, he tidied up the captain's cabin for himself and made it quite unique. Although the cabin still smelled of decay, there were some decorations snatched from the snake man in the cabin.

It is covered with a carpet made of alpaca by the foxes, a long table inlaid with gems and pearls, and a luxurious and noble golden chair.

These two things were found in Zemlan's treasure, and at least they got a decent "office place" for the captain.

Inside the cabin, there is an ornate bed in the style of Zandalari nobles.

That's where Boo Laike rests.

"Now, that's the story. The experiences after your deep sleep are exciting. Too bad you missed them entirely."

The captain took off the chain from his neck, and took off the several skulls adorning it. He also felt that the decorations were a bit too barbaric, so he decided to transform them.

"Are you, have you developed a hobby similar to that of cannibals?"

Sefiel floats in front of Bu Laike in the state of a soul. On the Naglfar, a place where death gathers, she can temporarily get rid of the soul coins and walk back and forth in a free state.

But only within the scope of the Nagfar.

Ms. Long looked at the chain with at least four skulls in Laike's hand with curious eyes, she said:

"When did you start collecting heads as trophies?"

"You don't understand that cruelty is also a kind of strength, especially for pirates."

With a shrug, Laike removed several skulls from their chains, leaned back in his luxurious gold chair, played with one of the skulls, and said to Sefiel:

"And these skulls have special meanings, like this one. It comes from the undead first mate of the Pirate King of Zandalari, a crazy bastard with a passion for rebellion.

I need it to do one thing for me right now, but I don't think it will give in. "

While speaking, Bu Laike reached out and tapped the skull hard, and he said:

"Gaboa! You have been silent since Zemran's death. Are you planning some rebellious plan against me? Before Zemran died, he told me that he buried his most precious treasure in a mysterious place.

He said, you know that place.

will you take me there? "

The skull of the undead mate did not answer, acting like an ordinary, somewhat weathered troll skull.

Seeing it play dead like this, Bo Laike pouted.

From the luggage that was replaced with the large tortoise backpack, he took out a tattered treasure map drawn by himself, opened it in front of the skull, and shook it.

He snorted and said:

"The treasure is buried in a place called Skelton Island. You can see that it is clearly marked on the treasure map. That island is in a reef off the coast of Zandalar.

I don't need you to find it.

Poor Gaboa, I'm giving you a chance to work for me. If you don't answer again, I'll throw you to those tortoises. They like to collect all kinds of strange things.

I think a troll skull that has existed for seven thousand years will definitely arouse their curiosity.

I can easily sell you for a good price. "

"I'm not serving you! I'm not serving anyone!"

Hearing Bu Laike's words, the troll's skull, which had been pretending to be dumb all this time, suddenly moved its upper and lower jaws to make a noise. Its eye sockets gleamed with vicious soul fire, and it shouted loudly:

"You disgusting, vile, shameless, greedy bilge rat! You killed Zemlan, you made a mess of my mutiny that I had planned for seven thousand years!

You also stole the treasure that should belong to me!

All the treasures on Treasure Island should be mine! "

"They can be yours, anyway, my ship can't carry all the treasures now."

Bu Laike said to the troll skeleton in front of him in a calm tone:

"After we leave, I'm still worried about the safety of those treasures on Treasure Island. I need a stingy, crazy, and emotionless treasure guardian.

I think you are very suitable.

Anyway, you won't serve me, so leaving you in the pile of treasures you have longed for for seven thousand years, and letting you guard those treasures for me, may be a perfect ending for you.

What do you say? "

"Are you really willing to give those treasures to me?"

Gaboa's skull immediately became quiet, and the soul fire in its eye sockets shone suspiciously, saying:

"Aren't you afraid that I'll give them to other people?"

"The eternal curse that Zemlan gave you has dissipated, I am immersed in the arrogance of rebellion and cannot extricate myself, first officer Gaboa, you should know that you should have dissipated with the dissipation of that curse.

It was I who kept you with Bwonsamdi's mojo. "

Boo Laike reached out and stroked Gaboa's pitted skull, saying:

"I didn't keep you here for fun. You have longed for those treasures for seven thousand years, and that desire has kept you here forever. Of course I will fulfill your wish.

But you also have to grant my wish.

Bring me back what Zemlan buried on the Isle of Skelton, and I'll make you my Treasure Warden.

You can stay with those treasures forever.

Till you are weary, till you long for eternity. "

"it is good!"

Gaboa's skull yelled, and with the release of Laike's power, the heavily weathered skull jumped up on the table and fell to the ground, growing like weird magic.

In just a few seconds, a tattered skeleton was reshaped by the power of the curse.

Gaboya clasped his skull with his skeleton fingers, and moved it up and down. With a click, the skull returned to its original position, and it moved its head flexibly.

He unceremoniously grabbed the half bottle of wine in front of Bu Laike, raised his head and poured it into his skull mouth.

The wine flowed across the broken body, spilling everywhere.

"I need a ship, and some crew! I'm no longer the first mate, the mutiny against Zemlan has been successful! I'm the captain now! Captain Gaboa tsk tsk.

I love this name. "

The upper and lower jaws of the skeleton face of the undead were open, and with the beating of the fire of the soul, it grinned a weird and cold smile. It looked at the cabin it was in, and stroked its smooth chin with its fingers.

it says:

"Also, I think your ship is very suitable for me."

"No, you can't steer my wild ship, Gaboa, trust me, don't piss it off with such nonsense, it has a bad temper."

Bu Laike pointed to the outside of the cabin and said:

"There are still a few broken ships at the Tortoise, and I've already bought one for you. As for your crew, go find it yourself, and I'll give you this."

The pirate threw a handful of cursed gold coins casually, and a dozen or so jingled and scattered on the table. He said to Gaboa:

"It's enough for you to form a small gang. This is your start-up capital, Captain Gaboa. It's my investment for you. What your small gang will develop in the future depends on your ability.

I will not interfere.

But you have to remember, you have to protect the treasure of Treasure Island for me. If I come over next time, even if I lose a gold coin, I will punish you severely! "

"Your treasure? No! It's mine!"

Gaboya grabbed the gold coin viciously, and rudely gave Bo Laike a middle finger. The paranoid skeleton yelled:

"Whoever touches my treasure, I'll cut off his head and kick it! Zemlan is dead! I'm the real Zandalari Pirate King!"

"Yes, just keep this idea, this ambition is very good."

Bu Laike clapped his hands like a applauding applause, and he said to Gaboa:

"Okay, Captain Gaboa, it's time for you to go. It's okay, don't gossip about our relationship, and finally, I wish you a smooth journey in your plundering career.

In addition, this is not the era you were in seven thousand years ago, so don't limit your eyes to Zandalar Island.

Going further south, in a few months, as the Kul Tiras fleet withdrew from the war on the eastern continent, the South China Sea route should become lively.

You can have a lot of looting fun while looting a lot of valuable loot.

Stack them on Treasure Island.

Show me your true skills! "

"Don't order me, idiot! Cursed pirates have no masters!"

Gaboya cursed, swung his bare skeleton legs, and strode away from Nagfar's cabin. Watching it leave, Sefiel looked back at Bo Laike, she said:

"This is a crazy soul, aren't you worried about its betrayal?"

"Its curse is maintained by me as the node. If I die, it will die too."

Bu Laike looked at Sefiel with a strange look, and he said:

"Did you sleep for too long, did you get sleepy?

I'm just lazy and don't want to pick things up myself and have it delivered to me. It's nothing more than creating a little trouble for the Kul Tiras fleet and the goblin plutocrats in the South China Sea.

Besides, it's not my subordinate, why should I worry about it rebelling?

Well, stop talking about it.

While there is still some time, let's talk about the things between us. "

(end of this chapter)