Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 180 88. Return to the place where the dream began (Part 1)

Booty Bay, the southernmost city on the Eastern Continent, is controlled by the goblin businessman and rich man Rivegarz.

That cunning and greedy fellow, who perfectly fits all the sinister traits of a goblin merchant, was not one of the few ancient plutocrats of goblin civilization.

He is quite an enlightened "neutral".

All businessmen from the entire Azeroth world are welcome to do business in his bay city, and anyone who can bring him wealth is welcome.

It is precisely because of the open style of this rich man that Booty Bay became the safest place in the southern border of the mainland during the six-year orc war that swept across the mainland.

However, this security is in a broad sense.

This city has its own order, and anyone who enters it must obey, whether it's human refugees, orc soldiers, or other strange races.

Trolls, ogres, things like that.

"wow"

The huge Alpaca was docked on the widest pier in the bay. Several troll exiles chanted and threw the heavy anchor into the water, causing huge splashes.

Before Laike and his crew disembarked, a group of goblin tax collectors from the Booty Bay Harbor Authority rushed over with their ogre bodyguards on the nearby pier.

"The tonnage of your ship is too large! It has seriously affected the efficiency of the use of the terminal, and you have to pay 30% more for the use of the terminal!"

A small goblin with green skin and golden earrings on his sharp ears, riding on the neck of the ogre bodyguard, shouting loudly, waving the notepad in his hand, shouted to the pirates on the deck:

"Have you shipped any goods? Is this your first time in Booty Bay? Are you here with the trading company you handed over to? If not, you have to pay another sum."

"Shut up!"

The noisy shouts of the goblins aroused the dissatisfaction of Zarak on the deck of the Alpaca.

Laike's second dog, wearing a mask and leaning on a luxurious cane, said in a haughty drawl to the goblin tax collectors below:

"Proudly honored, noisy little greenskins!

You will meet the Conqueror of Death, Friend of the Loa, Master of the Undead Fleet, Great and Heinous Pirate Captain, Exalted Master Assassin, Terrible Scourge of Orcs, Enemy of the Sword Master, Terminator of the Grand Warlock , His Excellency the Alliance Hero Braike Shaw!

His arrival will make your city full of copper stink flourish!

Let your chief come and see you! Disrespectful guy!

The Exalted One awaits him! "

"???"

A group of goblins were confused by this long list of titles.

They looked at each other, and finally the publican answered:

"Okay, honorable one. Booty Bay welcomes you, but you still have to pay the dock use tax first! Even if the gods come in person! You have to pay the tax!

There is no need to talk about this! "

"Tch, stupid guy!"

The honorable Akunda was also a little helpless by the stubbornness of these goblins. He threw a few gold coins with his hands, and the sound of the gold coins cheered up the goblins immediately.

Seeing that the other party was so generous, the service attitude of several goblins immediately became much more enthusiastic.

But Zarak already hated them very much, and the troll said coldly:

"Our ship carries a treasure so vast that you fools will never see it in your lifetime, and it is the personal treasure of the great and diabolical Lord Laike Shaw!

Your Excellency enjoins his humble and faithful servant, that is, me, to take full charge of his wealth.

I heard that you have a treasure house called a bank? Claiming to be able to safely store all the treasures in the world? I very much doubt it. "

"Treasure?"

Hearing this word, the eyes of several goblins changed immediately. The tax collector who spoke first rubbed his hands, showing a philistine expression on his green and cunning face.

He laughed along, and said to the arrogant troll, who seemed to be out of his mind:

"The servant of the noble one, the banking system of the Booty Coast is definitely the safest place to hide treasure in the world, but we must first confirm how much treasure you are talking about.

Hey, I hope you understand that different levels of guests will receive different levels of service. We must first confirm the spending power of Mr. Bu Laike Xiao. "

"Hmph, ignorant!"

Zarak snorted coldly, waved his hand, and said:

"Come up with someone, I'll show you, but only one person can come!"

A few minutes later, the goblin tax collector was led into the treasury on the lower deck of the Alpaca under the supervision of a dozen orc soldiers in full armor. As Zalak opened the wooden door, the goblin's breathing stopped suddenly at this moment.

what did he see

All kinds of treasures filled the entire deck, like a mountain of treasures, and the jewels emitted by it made the goblin's green skin turn pale.

He sat on the ground with weak legs, short of breath, and almost lost his mind by the scene in front of him.

"You questioned the nobleman's financial resources, we should have executed you."

Venerable Akunda said arrogantly:

"But my master is kind, and he will forgive your ignorance. These treasures are only one-tenth of the master's endless wealth. Hurry up and find someone who can take charge of this matter."

The master's time is too precious to be wasted on such uninteresting things. "

"I'll go right away!"

The goblin tax collector suddenly jumped up. He reluctantly looked at the mountain of treasure in front of him, but still retained his reason. He raised his head and said to Zarak:

"Please be sure to put me in charge of this deposit. Such a large-scale deposit of wealth will allow me to be promoted quickly in Booty Bay!

In return, I will do the utmost convenience within my authority for the venerable and great Lord Bu Laike. "

"Ok"

Zarak pretended to think, and said with some hesitation:

"Honorable master, there is indeed one thing that you can help. Master wants to sell three troll warships and return three good human-style ships.

If you can cooperate with the master's quartermaster to complete this matter and show your value to the master, it's not that I can't appoint you as the person who handles this matter. "

"I'm familiar with this matter. I know that Ashvane Trading Company happens to be selling three merchant ships. Although they are old ships, they are of very good quality."

The goblin tax collector blinked, and said in a low voice to Zarak:

"Given the recent war situation on the Eastern Continent, once your warships leave port, they may be targeted by the Kul Tirans. So, trust me, friend.

Merchant ships are far better for pirates than warships in recent times.

I can also find a relationship for you to buy a batch of 70% new firearms, artillery and enough ammunition supplies at a low price. Of course, the intermediary fee, hehe, cannot be less. "

The cunning goblin rubbed his hands together and said:

"I am a loyal servant of all the nobles who have wealth, but my loyalty should also be rewarded with equal value. You say, right?"

Meanwhile, in the shadows in the corner of the cabin.

Bu Laike covered his quartermaster Udora with a cloak of shadows, watched the eloquent tongue of the goblin tax collector, and whispered to the vulpe:

"see it?

These little green-skinned guys chasing wealth are your future opponents. The vultures also know how to do business, but the narrow knowledge you have spent in the Wharton Desert all year round has hindered your potential.

Learn from the goblins.

Learn their greed, learn their shrewdness, learn their reality, learn their shamelessness, my quartermaster, I believe, the foxes will soon become good businessmen not inferior to the goblins.

You will also win your own place in this vast world for your people!

Are you confident? "

"have!"

The little fox, Eudora, grinned and said:

"We fox people will definitely have our own chaebol in the future. Leave it to me, captain, and start with the business of buying and selling old ships."

——

"The rich man's private guards are dispatched! The pier is under martial law, hell!"

"It is said that a new force came to the pier, and they are very rich, which directly alarmed the greedy Revigaz. I heard from my friends at the Port Authority that someone found the treasure.

And put those treasures in the goblins' bank. "

"Treasure? Where is the treasure? The North Sea? Or the South Sea? Or the secret treasure of the elves over the Misty Sea?"

"Neither! It is said that the pirate is Bu Laike Shaw, and it is said that he found the treasure of the Zandalari Pirate King!"

"Is there such a person in the South China Sea? Is it a newcomer?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it at all."

When Laike took his own dog legs and entered the pier along the South American-style trestle in Booty Bay, and walked up and down the swaying wooden bridge like a spider web, he came to the most famous sailor's house tavern at the pier. There has been lively discussion about the new characters on the pier.

Barefoot sailors who were drunk alone, strangely dressed businessmen from all walks of life, some pirates who came to the shore temporarily to drink and have fun, and locals here for entertainment.

Everyone was discussing what had just happened, and various gossips were flying all over the sky.

This satisfies Bo Laike.

The basis for the "notorious" talent to take effect is that others must at least know about him.

The wider the reputation and the more legends about him, the more miraculous this talent will be.

However, Laike's dress at this time is a bit too high-profile.

A pirate hat, a pirate windbreaker, a little murloc sitting on his shoulders, a black mask pretending to be worn on his face, a dagger in his waist, and a pure black leather armor.

This posture clearly declared that he was a figure from the sea.

And he was followed by orcs and trolls with big waists. This combination is a bit unusual in the current situation in the eastern continent.

"traitor!"

The moment he stepped into the dark but lively tavern, all discussions stopped.

Several human sailors sitting together immediately noticed the orcs behind Bu Laike. They slammed the wine glasses in their hands to the ground, stood up staggeringly, and cursed:

"It's nothing more than a stupid pirate, but he's still mixed with orcs! It's a shame! I want it."

"boom"

Before the drunkard could finish his sentence, Bu Laike grabbed the chair next to him and slammed it hard, knocking several provocative sailors to the ground with such force.

This action angered the drunkard's companion, and immediately someone drew his waist knife, shouted, stepped on the wine table and rushed towards him.

"Medium rare."

The pirate said something to the evil eye behind him.

Ignoring the provocateur who rushed in front of him, he casually picked up a black wine bottle from the side and headed towards the bar.

The plundering orcs behind him laughed wildly and grabbed everything at hand, joining in the rapidly spreading fight in front of them. The one-eyed orc warlock even smiled viciously, throwing the brimstone and fire in his hands at the few people in front of him alcoholic.

A tavern brawl is sure to end up being a big melee.

Someone also took the opportunity to sneak up on Laike from behind, but the little murloc spewed out poisonous mucus, stuck it on his face, and fell down screaming.

"boom"

The wine bottle in Bo Laike's hand smashed with precision on the head of a screaming bald dwarf.

The broken glass opened the dwarf sailor and beat him to the ground screaming. Another unlucky troll was pulled over by the pirates by the shoulders, and stabbed half of the broken wine bottle towards his stomach.

When it was taken out again, the broken wine bottle was covered with blood.

Bu Laike casually put the freshly baked "bar weapon" aside, ignoring the chaotic tavern behind him.

Kicking away the dwarf alcoholic lying on the bar in front of him, he pulled the chair in front of him and sat on it.

"Ding"

A few silver coins flipped out of Bo Laike's hand and landed in front of the goblin bartender.

The pirate knocked on the table and said softly:

"A glass of South Sea Gold Rum, and some Alliance Military newspaper by the way, tsk tsk, your place is nice, it's very lively, and my Ravenholdt partners are really good at picking a stronghold."

(end of this chapter)