Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 185 4. I don't have a rat whistle, but I will still take away children

"Don't be so mean, Garni."

In front of the temporary pile of garbage, the old Garni emerging from the smoke failed to scare the three children, which made the scene a bit cold for a moment.

Fortunately, caring pirates came to the rescue.

Bu Laike waved his hand as if no one was there, and at the same time to resolve the embarrassment, he took out the worn scroll of the Hand of Fate from his luggage, threw it in his hand, and said:

"I have found many lowly people for you in this remote eastern continent, which perfectly match all the characteristics of your believers, and you can shelter them as much as you want.

In addition, this thing I picked up from the tortoise is considered garbage, do you want it? "

Old Garni's eyes fell on the scroll of the Hand of Fate in Bu Laike's hand, and its big eyes shrank suddenly, obviously recognizing the thing in Bu Laike's hand.

He waved his tiny claws repeatedly and said:

"I want it, but I don't want it. It's not something a puny loa like me can touch. Well, keep it away and stop making nasty jokes with old Garni.

Let's get down to business.

Even across the sea, old Garni can smell the dark breath emanating from this forest. It really isn't a good place, but I can definitely find a lot of sparkles that I like here.

So, my little believers, what gift do you want from old Garni? "

Loa, a slender jawed dragon with brightly colored and comical scales, disappeared in the smoke and appeared behind the three children, putting two small flexible claws on the shoulders of the two boys.

She moved her slender neck again, rotated her big eyes, opened her sharp mouth, revealing the triangular, file-like sharp teeth in her mouth, and looked at the little girl Althea.

This weird action finally made Althea show a scared expression and hide back, which made the old Gani's tone more cheerful.

Bo Laike shrugged, took out a bottle of wine from the bag at his waist, bit off the cork, and leaned against a tree beside him, watching this unscrupulous trash loa frighten the children.

Facing Old Garni's question, the three children looked at the pirate involuntarily. The latter raised his head and drank, pretending not to see their gaze.

Apparently, he didn't intend to get involved.

"why are you not speaking?"

In the silence, old Garney said again in a strange tone:

"It appears the three cubs are terrified by the amazing old Garni.

That's a pity, then I'll just give you something. Well, you are so thin and weak, it seems that you can't find enough food in this rich place.

Let old Garney teach you the ways of the humble.

Go outside the town, first walk three hundred steps east, then one hundred and fifty steps southwest, and you will be able to see the gift that old Garni gave you three little disciples.

go Go. "

With the urging of the garbage man Loa, the three children followed its instructions suspiciously and walked out of the town. After watching them disappear, the figure of old Gani, made of smoke, disappeared and reappeared. Beside Braike.

It opened its mouth, just in time to hold the rum bottle that Bo Laike had drunk a third of in its mouth, gulped it down like drinking water, and grabbed the bottle with its nimble claws.

"Yeah, this fine bottle can be taken back and used as a water storage vessel for the lowly of the Vol'dun Desert. Or it can be used as a weapon against the villains

Like this! "

The stylognath raised its claws as if to smash the wine bottle on Bo Laike's head, but it stopped next to the pirate's head.

Bo Laike just didn't see the weird behavior.

He took out his dwarf pipe again, and filling it with tobacco, said;

"This place is really suitable for your development, Gani, and I'm not cheating you. After six years of war, people were displaced, and their former homes were trampled by orcs.

The farm is barren, weeds are growing, and the mine that used to be bustling is now empty.

Even if the royal family of Wrynn really came back, it would take at least ten years to rebuild their rule. There are enough lowly people here, scavengers can become your believers, and find what you want anywhere for you.

They can also serve as your eyes, to observe the vast world beyond Zandalar.

do you know?

Gani, I've always thought it was a waste of you to be King of the Trash.

Uh, it’s not that living in a garbage dump, there’s nothing wrong with being a garbage guy, but you can do things beyond your imagination, it’s just that staying in that closed place of Zandalar makes you too condescending .

I think we can work together. "

Bo Laike lit the pipe, took a puff of smoke, and showed a comfortable expression. He winked at the old Garni who kept hitting him with a wine bottle, and said:

"We can do something great together. As my career develops and my territory expands, then the entire world's garbage dumps will belong to you, and you will become the real king of garbage!"

"You tell the truth!"

Old Ghani had a look of "I see you bragging". The big eyes of this slender jaw dragon were full of wisdom. It said:

"Don't use this seductive rhetoric.

I'm the god of the humble, and I've seen too many smooth tongues like you.

I choose to live my simple life in the garbage dump, just because I don't want to have too much intersection with this complicated world.

I live well because I desire less.

Speak up, stinky pirate.

Speak, you rich man.

What on earth are you going to call old Garni to this damned place all the way? "

"There is a force in the forest that is about to get out of control. I want you to help me find the source. I don't know many people now, and even fewer people can accomplish this."

Bu Laike pointed to the way and said:

"Your loa body is far away in Zandalar, and there is no danger in doing things. As long as there are enough garbage dumps in the forest, you can hide well.

Just do me a favor.

Now, in return, I'll get you some garbage dumps over there in Kul Tiras too, so you can gather a bunch of scavengers there and collect more sparkles for you. "

"There are indeed a lot of sparkles that I like here, and there is also a taste of abandonment as you said. Maybe I can really find many of the same kind here."

Old Garni rolled his eyes, sniffed with his nostrils in the shadow of the ruins of the town, showed a comfortable expression, and said:

"I'm as weak as I used to be, I'm hiding from XZ, I'm being looked down upon, I'm living on leftovers, I'm a poor bastard who is despised by those who are born strong.

Ah, my extended family needs more members.

Alas, it is a pity that the humble ones can only unite when they are weak. "

"Don't be so pessimistic.

Humans and trolls treat beliefs differently. As far as I can see, humans are much more sincere than trolls. Maybe you can live more comfortably here than in Zandalar. "

The pirate laughed and said:

"And me.

It's just that I can't understand those superior people who abandoned this land back then and left these people in the war-torn place to die.

Now he wants to use his victory to grandly return to this ravaged land, pretending that nothing happened, and want to continue to rule here.

No, no, they don't have that power anymore.

Human beings here have a second choice besides the holy light in their life, which can see the end at a glance.

Help them, old Garney, teach the poor and the humble how to live.

Help them, let them survive in the darkness that does not need the light of the Holy Light. "

"It sounds like you have a lot of resentment towards that holy light."

Old Garni threw the wine bottle in his paws into his own trash, and he used his thicker hind legs to step on the trash more comfortably.

The pirate shrugged and said to it:

"Holy light is good, Gani, you have to learn to respect it too. But guys who do things in the name of holy light are often not what they show.

I really have no bad intentions, I invite you here, I just want to make this place better.

Is it wrong to help the poor now?

Look, your three little believers are back. Seeing their happy faces, I think they already have a full understanding of your 'divine power'. "

"Of course!"

Old Garney snorted proudly and said:

"No one knows what the humble need better than I do."

When the three children came back, they were indeed all smiles.

Althea held a large bag of fresh mushrooms in her shabby skirt. These things were boiled into hot soup, which could be shared by ten people.

The two little boys carried the rabbit that had accidentally fallen to their death from a high place, and some pieces of fresh meat taken from a black wolf that had died of old age with a worn-out dagger.

Return with a rewarding experience.

"Thank you, old Garney."

In their excitement, the three children saluted Old Ghani respectfully. Compared with the delicious bread and sugar that the pirates gave them, the food that Old Ghani guided them to find could help them better.

"Now, now you know how good old Garney is."

Bu Laike snapped his fingers and said to the three children in front of him:

"When you go back, remember to tell other people today's story, omit my story, and tell those who don't have enough to eat, as long as they come here to offer tribute to the garbage dump, they can have a full meal.

However, our old Garni refuses money, loathes luxury, and even less of expensive things.

remember! It's just garbage.

Do you understand? "

"No stinking trash!"

After the pirate finished speaking, old Garney raised a paw and said to the three children:

"Bringing stinky stuff just pisses me off, and I'll send microraptors to bite your asses at night! I'm a clean loa, so wash them clean before offering tribute.

I love the ingenious junk.

Those discarded things that have not been discovered by the rich.

Things that can be used to give more lowly ones like you to use.

Remember, children! "

When the old Garni disappeared into smoke, he said in a serious tone:

"One man's trash is another man's god."

After speaking, it disappeared on the garbage pile as the smoke dissipated, taking the empty wine bottle, a few pairs of boots and clothes that were not bad, just as it appeared.

And all this is like a dream for the three children.

But the mushrooms, rabbits and meat in their arms showed them that they really exchanged the useful garbage for these precious foods.

"Hey, wake up."

Bo Laike reached out and waved in front of the eyes of the three children, drawing their eyes to him.

He stroked the head of Gul'dan hanging on his chest, puffed out the smoke from his pipe, and said slowly to the children in front of him:

"What I promised, I did. I gave the refugees in this forest a chance to eat their stomachs. Now, it's up to you to fulfill your promise.

I'm going to take one of you."

"I'll go with you!"

Morgan, the oldest, put the rabbit in his hand on the ground.

He was a little scared, but still gritted his teeth and said:

"The young master and the young lady cannot leave. This is their family's territory. It is their destiny to inherit all of this. I have nothing to worry about. I can follow you."

"No, you have your destiny."

Bo Laike stretched out his fingers and shook his head, he said to Morgan seriously:

"There's a girl waiting for you, and until tragedy strikes, you'll have a wonderful family, and I can't take that away."

He moved his fingers outwards, put them on Althea again, examined them for a few seconds, shook his head again, and said:

"This little girl is too smart, and she has the traits of being a little traitor. Your fate is connected with this dark forest. If I take you away, the story of this forest will become incomplete.

I want you! "

Bu Laike's finger finally landed on Kanrethad, a skinny boy with an unconvinced face. He narrowed his eyes and said:

"You have a dark heart like mine.

Your eyes are full of hatred and anger, and you will cause trouble if you are kept here, and sooner or later, you will embark on a path of abandoning everything and chasing power.

You are very suitable to join my pirate group, you will become a very good pirate.

Say goodbye to your sister and friends.

Four hours later, we set off. "

(end of this chapter)