Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 720 51. A good horse is only worthy of a hero since ancient times!

"Captain, you are back, look, this is our harvest! It's a big profit."

When Bu Laike returned to the Naglfar with his five water elemental guards, he was immediately warmly welcomed by the pirates on the ship.

In standard pirate fashion, they piled all the goodies looted from Vashj'ir on the deck of the ghost ship.

Good guy.

All kinds of exquisite utensils and expensive jewelry reflect the light alluringly in the midnight moonlight, just like a mountain of treasures. It's a pity that the naga's transactions in the deep sea don't use gold coins, they use some kind of shells as currency.

Although a lot of those shells were seized, they can't be used in the human world, so they can only be used to decorate the ship or as a portable decoration.

There are also many magic items. After all, Naga is a race that is good at magic.

But these things didn't make Laike's eyes shine. The smelly pirate's eyes are very high now. It's not that the things that emit orange light can't attract him at all.

So our captain waved his hand very Versailles and said:

"Treasures are put into storage, and everyone goes to take one of the naga's magic items as a reward, and all the others are converted into air coins to pay the debt collector the annuity it shelters Tol Barad.

And these pearls, take a small bag each, save me some flowers! "

"Long live the captain!"

A group of pirates whistled and yelled, these pearls are good things, and they can be exchanged for a lot of money in Booty Bay, and everyone will get rich.

Of course, no matter how much their wealth is, they can't afford the excessive spending on food and drink.

It won't be long before these bastards with deflated pockets will honestly return to the fleet to continue their promising career as pirates.

Laike has no intention of interfering with this cycle.

That's what pirates look like, let them be.

After watching the great captain walk into the poop, the impatient pirates rushed forward to snatch the spoils.

It immediately turned into a big scuffle on the deck, but Laike didn't care about the lively scene. He needed to take a good rest now and think about his next actions.

The others also tactfully did not disturb the captain's dark thoughts.

When the Naglfar was returning to Tol Barad Island in the dark, the first mate Sefiel knocked on the door of Bu Laike's room. She came in with a large stack of financial accounting notes, and saw the pirates He was lying on the table doing magic problems.

"Isn't it? Captain, on such a good harvest day, do you actually do the questions to express your happiness?"

Seifel was shocked for a moment.

In her impression, the captain is not a guy who likes to learn, even though he has been trained by Dean Lanyue to be a problem solver. But that's habit and doesn't represent what Laike really thinks.

"I just do the questions to calm my mind and I find I've developed this sad habit."

Without raising his head, Bu Laike said with a sad voice:

"When my mind is confused, I always need to do two big questions to calm down. Dean Lanyue is really good at it. He just trained me to be the kind of model student in her mind.

What the hell. "

"Oh, how pitiful."

Safiel also sighed, she put down the notebook in her hand, walked behind the captain, reached out to help him squeeze his shoulders, and said:

"Then what's next? Are you going to Kul Tiras next? Or go to Blackrock Mountain to fight the Lord of Fire first?"

"The Lord of Fire is not in a hurry."

While holding the magic pen, Bu Laike wrote and drew on the test paper, saying:

"Muradin's forging is not over yet, Quel'Thalas' letter has just been sent out, and Kael'thas has not yet responded. The Hydraxian Legion also needs to be arranged in advance near Blackstone Mountain.

The Frostwolf clan would probably dare to settle down now, and Drek'Thar would not have time to fight.

And the Thorium Brotherhood.

The group of black iron dwarves really knew how to hide, and Red sent people to search for so long, but there was no news at all. I haven't written anything about the matter over there yet, let's go to Kul Tiras first.

My good brother Arthur is going to marry the female spy I arranged, and I have to go to support it in every way.

You will help me choose some gifts later.

Not so luxurious, but practical. "

"okay."

Seifel responded, she thought for a while and said:

"In my schedule, there is also an agreement between you and the gnome craftsman Overspark, you said that you would take him to Kul Tiras to find the legend of the mechanical gnome.

Maybe we could go to Gnomeregan first? "

"That underground city? Don't go, it's too noisy."

Bu Laike shook his head and said:

"Let Eudora send a ship to Menethil Harbor to wait. I have the contact information of the Gnomeregan agents, and I can contact them through them. After the incident in Gilneas, it is not appropriate to go to the Eastern Continent to show your face recently.

Speaking of which, how is things going in Gilneas? "

"good."

Seifel replied like a professional adjutant:

"The work of the big bad wolf and Hagatha has been very effective. They and their pack of wolves have already occupied the Black Forest, and a small pack of wolves is also active near Pyrewood Village in the Silverpine Forest.

Arugal suffered for a few days after waking up, but he quickly recognized the reality. The former mage had already begun to secretly form an organization called 'Wolf Worship Cult'.

He's going to study at Narsalas College in September, so this work will be done in the next two months.

But the Druids of the Benevolent Society are very difficult to deal with!

They've captured a lot of werewolves for research. "

"Let them study."

Bu Laike opened another test paper and said indifferently:

"Unless they bring the Luna Scythe, or ask Goldrinn to come over in person, the curse of the werewolf depends on a group of extreme animal protection, and there is no way to solve it.

There's a lot going on there.

Hehe, Jean is probably going to have a headache to death now. Speaking of which, is Jean really not infected? "

"According to the information we have collected so far, King Jean seems to have escaped a catastrophe."

Seifel was also a little unsure.

she says:

"But I also read from the report sent by Hagatha three days ago that the apothecaries in Gilneas, with the help of the druids, made a potion that can suppress the curse of the werewolf.

Chances are Gene is just a strong outsider.

He may have been infected, but he must stabilize the hearts of the people. "

"It doesn't matter, the werewolves continue to develop like this, and it's only a matter of time before Jean gets infected!"

Bo Laike curled his lips and stopped paying attention to this.

But Seifel pursed her lips and told him something that was neither bad news nor good news. She whispered:

"Well, Captain, your good friend General Nathanos Marris sent a letter before, and I put it away when you were busy.

He said that the youngest daughter of Lord Darius Crowley, Lorna Crowley, went to him with the 'token' you gave, and said that she would follow him to learn hunting skills, and that she wanted to seek revenge from the mastermind behind the scenes. "

"Well, that very talented little girl."

Bu Laike thought about it and said:

"Then let Maris teach it. That's a good seed. If you teach it carefully, you will definitely be a young legendary hunter ten years later."

"Captain! You are laying mines for yourself."

Safiel persuaded:

"There are already many people who want to kill you"

"So she's not missing one."

The pirate whispered:

"I didn't do anything bad, did I? She'll thank me when she knows the truth."

"You turned someone's father into a monster, and you said something like thank you for the truth."

Pirate Dragon complained:

"You never disappoint in terms of being shameless."

"Tch, what do you know?"

Bu Laike waved his hand and said:

"Go, go, go out and play with yourself, don't bother to continue studying."

"Let's go, I'm afraid you won't make it?"

Sefiel snorted, straightened his Kul Tiras navy uniform, pushed his pirate hat, swung his waist, and strode out.

But when she went out, she turned back and said:

"Well, I almost forgot, the little murloc brought you a 'gift' back, and I kept it in the pool in the lower cabin, I think you will definitely like it.

Give it to me if you don't want it.

I fell in love with it right away, but the cunning little murloc dared not give it to me, it said it was a 'birthday gift' for you. "

"Huh? What? A birthday present?"

Laike's eyes widened, then he thought for a second.

I didn't even realize that it was really almost August. At this time last year, I was still floating in the sea, so I mentioned it to the little murloc, but I didn't expect that cunning little guy to remember it.

"Well, it really touched me."

The smelly pirate said in a drawn out voice:

"There are some people who call themselves my most caring adjutant. They can't even remember my birthday, and they are not as caring as a stupid and stupid little murloc."

"Hey! What do you mean!"

Seifel blew up his hair at once, turned around and shouted:

"Who makes your bed every day? Who cleans your house every day? Who cleans your wine cabinet? Who washes your clothes? Well, this one was done by Taresa.

But I am busy with you every day, and I am almost becoming your personal nanny!

You heartless bastard, you still ask me for a gift!

Please be human!

He also said that I don't remember your birthday, have you remembered my birthday? jerk! "

After finishing speaking, the first mate turned around and left with a whimper, and even slammed the door, making Bu Laike shrink his head, thinking that there is no difference between a female dragon and a woman when she is angry.

Is Aunt Seifel here?

Uh, do dragons have this too?

And she's been dead for a long time.

On the other side, in the cabin, Sefiel covered his face, and whispered happily:

"It's so risky, it's finally hidden. Damn it, who can remember his birthday. This little murloc is also looking for trouble! Hmph, I'll give it a good meal some other day.

But what about this birthday present?

Worry to death.

What should I give him? This bastard has everything. "

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Ten minutes later, Bu Laike finished the test paper at hand, he stretched his body and left the cabin, and strolled down the lower cabin of the Nagfar.

There is a pool here, which is basically the private cabin of Benbo Erba.

This guy will come here to sleep when he dozes off.

Occasionally, a group of murlocs will be brought here to hold the "Snail Contest" here regularly. Sefiel is also a frequent visitor to this competition. I heard that the first mate dragon also won a lot of good things from the murlocs with snails he didn't know where to catch. .

When Laike came over, he saw the little murloc sitting happily beside the pool, putting his feet into the water, kicking the splash, and singing a pirate song in murloc language.

Its submarine beast croaked and croaked by the pool, catching fish in the pool while spitting bubbles. The moon-white owl rested on the wooden frame of the dark cabin, dozing.

There is also a wooden shelf next to it, which is filled with all kinds of clothes that the little murloc bought from the pet shop in Dalaran, as well as some of its proud collections.

Most of them are bones, stones and the like.

The murloc's understanding of "treasure" is obviously different from that of humans.

"Gah!"

After seeing Bu Laike coming, the little murloc jumped up excitedly, stood by the pool, patted his clothes pretendingly, and made a "please" gesture like offering a treasure to Bu Laike.

The pirate stepped forward to take a look.

Good guy!

In the center of the pool is a big horse tied with a rope made of seaweed!

It is the kind of big seahorse that lives in the ocean, with a long nose, bright fins, a strangely curved body, and a back like a saddle.

Some intelligent creatures in the sea, such as sea goblins and tortoises, as well as various murlocs, occasionally tame these things as mounts.

But the seahorse in front of Laike is different.

It is two laps larger than its compatriots.

His body was muscular, and his seahorse face looked very similar to that of a warhorse on land. The tail was still a fishtail, but the forked forelimbs were not much different from the hooves of a warhorse.

This guy's dorsal fin is bright, and his eyes are wide open, shining with unruly and wild light.

By the light, this thing has teeth.

A proper submarine beast.

I don't know how the little murloc caught it.

"Not bad!"

Bu Laike turned around the pool, his face was full of satisfaction, he gave a thumbs up to the little murloc, and said:

"I'm very satisfied with this birthday present, you have a heart, you little fool."

While speaking, Bo Laike reached out to touch the majestic seahorse in front of him, and when he approached, the bastard opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth wide to bite him.

But as the pirate's finger approached, the seahorse suddenly became docile, and even shook its tail and dorsal fin in fear.

Obviously, it smelled the tide hunter's blessing on the pirate.

It can only let Braike's hand touch its majestic head, and with Braike's animal taming skill as a hunter, it quickly tentatively sticks out its tongue and licks the pirate's fingers, becoming docile stand up.

"I'm going to call it 'Poseidons.'"

Bu Laike says:

"I also want Sefiel to prepare a set of seahorse armor for it. I will ride this thing in the sea in the future. It's cool, cool, and great!"

While speaking, he looked at the flattering little murloc under his feet, thought for a while, then pulled out the Baron Torrent saber from his waist, and tapped the little murloc's shoulder back and forth twice.

He said:

"I declare that you are now Baron Torrent's chief squire, and that I bestow upon you the glory of the Hydraxian Legion, little fool.

You are upgraded!

From now on, you will be the 'Chief Tidal Fish Knight' under the command of 'Baron Torrent'. "

(end of this chapter)