Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 177. Parting ways

"Wow, wow"

The dilapidated merchant ship was drifting on the sea near the border of Kul Tiras. There were still bloodstains left after the battle on the ship. Several terrified sailors were leaning on the deck wearily.

It looked like he had escaped death.

But what they have in common is that there is such a priceless elven gold coin on their necks or wrists.

There are only a few people left, and they will definitely not be able to steer the ship.

You can only let it float on the sea.

Fortunately, this place is not far from the sea area of ​​Kul Tiras, and the longest sea journey is only half a day, and they will be sent back to the sea area of ​​their hometown by the ocean current.

And in the cabin at this time, Miss Meredith, who was still in shock, came to the bottom of the cabin accompanied by the old businessman Herb.

As the old Hebo pulled away the ballast used as a cover, what appeared in front of the two of them was gold coins, gems and artworks that filled most of the bilge.

The light emitted by those treasures even illuminated this dim place.

It also lit up Miss Meredith's pale face.

Let her stop breathing for a moment.

She has never seen so many gold coins piled up together since she was a child. The visual impact of this is too strong.

"What is this?"

The future lady looked at the astonishing wealth in front of her with a dazed expression. She looked at the old businessman Herb and noticed that there was also an elf gold coin of the same style hanging around the latter's neck.

Herb struggled to pull a smile on his face.

He whispered:

"This is a 'gift' from His Royal Highness Drake to you, madam.

Your Highness asked me to tell you that he knows that the Vic Reiss family has been constrained by financial pressure for many years, and all the previous family heads have been troubled by this.

And as a qualified hostess, you need to be Lord Arthur's most solid backing.

These treasures are your 'little treasury'.

It can show your wrist and strength when the family is in crisis, and it can also make you the most powerful mistress of the Vic Reiss family for nearly a thousand years.

Your Highness asked me to tell you that there is no need to refuse, but to accept this gift with peace of mind, and use the wealth in your hands rationally to dig out enough contacts and influence in the noble circle for you.

He also said that if you spend this huge sum of money, you can always apply to him again”

Having said that, the old businessman Hebo touched a dilapidated magic bag on his waist, which was also filled with the "action funds" obtained by the old businessman.

Therefore, there was a lot less fear in his next words, and a little more emotion.

He said:

"Our Highness is truly a generous and majestic man. He will definitely become a qualified monarch in the future."

A few minutes later, there was a commotion on the deck. It seemed that the sailors had spotted the passing merchant ship and were calling for help. The old merchant Herb rushed out of the cabin, also preparing to negotiate with the comers.

In the cabin of the poop, Miss Meredith is changing into a gorgeous and cumbersome aristocratic dress that can prove her identity.

She put on the brightly feathered visor that Kul Tiran women would wear, and took another look at the jewels she kept at hand. She was a little afraid, and touched it with her fingers in long white lace gloves.

An urge surged in my heart to throw the cursed jewel into the sea.

But in the end.

Miss Meredith took a deep breath and took hold of the string of jewels.

She's not an idiot.

Although the encounter with Arthur did have elements of true love in it, but if it weren't for a scheming woman, it would be impossible to firmly hold the heart of a great nobleman.

Could it be that just relying on this god-given body, could fans of ancient aristocrats like Arthur be turned around?

What a joke!

What kind of woman does a top-notch nobleman like Arthur Vick Reiss want?

She could become the goddess that Arthur fell in love with, she could break the class constraints of commoners and nobles, and she could make the staid old Lord Vic Reiss accept this deviant marriage, not only because of her face.

To be honest, a woman who dared to take all kinds of risks and cross half the world to comfort her fiancé's sad heart during the war was definitely not a good person.

She is very smart.

She knows what to choose.

Bo Laike chose Meredith to be the first albatross, and it was definitely not just because of her identity.

"call"

The future lady let out a sigh of relief. She looked at the mirror on the table in front of her, stretched out her hands, and put this string of priceless jewels around her neck.

His fingers touched the sapphire, and finally stopped on the cold elf gold coin.

She looked in the mirror and tried her best to show a hypocritical and kind smile that a person of the upper class should have, a gentle yet repulsive smile.

He adjusted his expression slightly.

When the smile was perfect, she lifted the corner of her skirt and stepped out of the cabin.

She would be the perfect wife for her beloved Arthur.

She will be mistress of House Vic Reiss, and the entire Drustvar region.

She will become one of the most powerful women in all of Kul Tiras, and even in the Seven Kingdoms of Mankind.

she will do it.

After all, behind her, there is already the support of the future monarch of the destiny of Kul Tiras.

She didn't quite understand why Prince Drake wanted to become a pirate.

But this cannot change the identity of His Royal Highness.

Hey, why do the four major families have to share the power of Kul Tiras equally? Wouldn't it be nice to have Kul Tiras with only the Proudmoores and Vic Reiss in power?

Yes.

One day, His Royal Highness Drake will come to his loyal hometown as a king, and at that time, the Vic Reiss family's silent contribution in secret will finally be rewarded supremely.

——

A few days later, the eastern continent, near the waters of Stranglethorn Valley.

It will be the silent midnight, and the quiet moonlight shines faintly on the dead sea, reflecting some waves.

Bo Laike, dressed in black as the Pirate King, sits sideways on the deck of the keel battleship Naglfar.

He had a bottle of wine in his hand, but he wasn't drinking.

He just quietly looked at the sea in front of him.

There is less than a day's voyage left from the Booty Bay controlled by the goblins, and outside the Nagfar, on the Alpaca in front, some pirates are having a carnival all night.

Since the replacement of those human sailors, the sailing efficiency of the Undead Fleet has been greatly improved. Tomorrow, they will enter the goblin's port city, complete supplies there, and do some business by the way.

"The troll's ship is pretty good, but it's a pity that in the territory of human civilization, driving such a ship is too eye-catching. Tomorrow, I have to change a few ships in Booty Bay, and let Eudora experience the treacherous style of the goblins by the way.

In the future we will have to deal with these bastards who are full of money. "

Bo Laike poured a sip of wine into his mouth.

He said to the shadow behind him:

"Are you leaving now, or are you leaving after Booty Bay?"

"Now."

Garona, who was wearing a hood, came out of the shadows. She stepped forward and grabbed the wine bottle in Laike's hand without any politeness, wiped the bottle mouth, and poured a mouthful into her mouth.

Say:

"In that bustling city of goblins, there must be a lot of Ravenholdt's eyeliners. I don't want to be followed by Pasonia Shaw as soon as I come back.

The old woman had a hard time with her wolf cubs. "

"I'm afraid it's not just a reason?"

Bo Laike grinned and said:

"You're going to find Khadgar?"

"no."

As soon as the legendary assassin said something, she noticed Bu Laike's gloomy eyes. She hesitated and said:

"Well, I do go to see Khadgar.

But it's not the kind of personal feelings you think, I just have some things that need his help, and, I want to see with my own eyes, the defeat of the Horde being driven back to the Dark Portal.

After that, I will fulfill my oath and go to the other side of the endless sea.

Hunt down the remnants of the Shadow Council until the last of the wicked falls to my swords. "

"You're not asking yourself."

The pirate laughed and threw the empty wine bottle in his hand into the sea. He stood up, took out a rolled up map from his pocket, threw it to Garona, and said:

"At this time, apart from Kul Tiras, there are almost no official fleets crossing the Great Sea. If you want to go to Kalimdor, you still can't avoid the treasure coast of Stranglethorn Vale.

From there, take the goblin's merchant ship to Steamwheedle Port, and depart from there.

Go southwest all the way to Cho'gall's hiding place.

But I want to tell you, Garona, under that barren desert, there is a darkness beyond your imagination. It's better to go to Cho'gall's bad luck after you have solved your own troubles.

I mean, your two daggers. "

Bu Laike glanced at Garona's waist, and he said:

"You have held the Kingslayer's Double Blades for a long time.

You should know that although the two legendary daggers were forged by Gul'dan at the request of Black Hand, the original source of the dark spiritual power attached to them is not just Gul'dan.

When you go to find your little lover for a tryst, don't forget to ask him to take you to Karazhan. Perhaps in Medivh's mage tower, you may be able to find a way to isolate that dark spiritual power.

And if you're lucky, you'll still meet me there.

After all, I'm taking Merry there too. "

Garona took the map, which she pocketed in her fanny pack, and glanced at Laike again.

During the long silence, she seemed to want to ask something, but she was a little afraid to say it. The pirate looked back at her, sighed, and said:

"Looking at your embarrassment, I feel sorry for you!

Listen well, I don't know your mother's name, but I know her origin. She is not an ordinary ignorant Draenei girl.

In fact, her family heritage is quite prominent in the Draenei civilization. "

Bu Laike noticed the change in Garona's expression and said:

"I even doubt that your birth was arranged by that bad kind of Gul'dan. He captured your mother, let the most powerful orc warrior defile her, and then gave birth to you.

He artificially created the most powerful bloodline of the Draenei, a hybrid of the best bloodline of the orcs.

that is you

Your mother died a terrible death and was buried by her big brother. As for your relatives, there is still the last one left in this world. "

Pirate said:

"And you must have heard of his name, believe me, during the time you served Gul'dan, you must have seen his name on the Shadow Council's reward list.

His name is Maraad! "

"The Hand of Argus? Prophet Velen's most trusted general, the most valiant Holy Lightwalker among the Draenei, the ruthless executor who killed countless orcs and warlocks, the Holy Light Guardian Maraad?"

Garona broke through in an instant.

She widened her eyes and said in a surprised tone:

"No way! In Dellano's world, the Chosen One who made Gul'dan worry all day, is my relative?"

"You should call him uncle!"

Bu Laike said in a low tone:

"Actually, during this journey, I wanted to use you as cannon fodder many times, but I never made up my mind.

In addition to the fact that you are my true friend, part of the reason is that I am afraid that your uncle will make trouble for me in the future.

Alas, you are such a lucky guy, ma'am, with your uncle protecting you, you can walk sideways in Azeroth in the future, as long as you don't try to provoke the demigods.

Not even Pasonia and her SI:7 can do anything about you.

After all, the Holy Light's Chosen who really became fanatical, in the battle of legends, it's not a big problem to fight five. But under his cold appearance, he actually has a soft heart.

Garona, your uncle has been looking for you.

It's a pity that he doesn't know that you have come to another world.

As for me, I advise you not to go back to the world of Dellano to look for him recklessly. He doesn't know that the famous Garona Haverson is his niece, but he does know the things you have done.

It may take some time for you to reconcile.

Moreover, the Draenei will definitely come to this world in the future, that is a predestined thing, sooner or later.

Be patient.

You will meet eventually. "

(end of this chapter)