Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Booty Bay, the southernmost city in the eastern continent, is controlled by the goblin businessman and rich man Levigaz.

That cunning and greedy guy perfectly matched all the evil traits that a goblin businessman should have. He did not belong to one of the several ancient plutocrats of the goblin civilization.

He is a very liberal "centrist".

All merchants from the entire world of Azeroth are welcome to do business in his bay city, and all who can bring him wealth are welcome.

It is precisely because of this rich man's open style that Booty Bay became the safest place in the southern border of the mainland during the six-year Orc War that swept the continent.

However, this security is in a broad sense.

This city has its own order, and anyone who enters it must obey it, whether it is a human refugee, an orc soldier, or other strange races.

Trolls, ogres and the like.

"Wow"

The huge Alpaca docked on the widest pier in the bay. Several troll exiles shouted slogans and threw the heavy anchor into the water, causing a huge splash.

Before Blake and his crew even got off the ship, a group of goblin tax collectors from the Booty Bay Port Authority rushed over with their ogre bodyguards on the dock nearby.

"The tonnage of your ship is too big! It seriously affects the efficiency of the terminal. You have to pay 30% more terminal usage fees for this!"

A small goblin with very green skin and golden earrings on his sharp ears was riding on the neck of the ogre bodyguard. He shouted at the top of his voice, waving the notepad in his hand, to the pirates on the deck:

"Have you shipped goods? Is this your first time in Booty Bay? Is it with the trading company that you are here to hand over? If not, you will have to pay another amount."

"Shut up!"

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

Black's second-in-command was wearing a mask, leaning on a luxurious cane, and spoke in a long and arrogant voice to the goblin tax collectors below:

"Be proud of it, noisy little greenskins!

What you will meet is the conqueror of Death, the friend of Loa, the master of the undead fleet, the great and evil pirate captain, the noble master assassin, the terrible orc scourge, the enemy of the swordmaster, and the terminator of the great warlock. , Your Excellency, Alliance Hero Blake Shaw!

His arrival will make your city full of copper odor shine brightly!

Hurry up and ask your superiors to come and see you! Rude guy!

The Exalted One awaits him! "

"???"

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

They looked at each other, and finally the tax collector answered:

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

There’s no need to talk about this! "

"Hey, stupid guy!"

The noble Akunda was also a little helpless by the stubbornness of these goblins. He threw out a few gold coins. The sound of the gold coins immediately cheered up the goblins.

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

But Zarak was already very disgusted with them, and the troll said coldly:

"Our ship carries a huge treasure that you fools will never see in your lifetime. This is the personal wealth of the great and evil Lord Black Shaw!

Your Majesty has entrusted his humble and loyal servant, me, to take full charge of his financial affairs.

I heard that you have a treasure house called a bank? Claims to be able to safely store all the treasures in the world? I highly doubt this. "

"Treasure?"

Upon hearing this word, the eyes of several goblins immediately changed. The tax collector who spoke first rubbed his hands, with a very philistine expression on his cunning green face.

He laughed along and said to the arrogant troll who seemed to have an abnormal mind:

"That. Servant of the Exalted One, the banking system on the Treasure Coast is definitely the safest treasure hiding place in the world, but we have to confirm how much treasure you are talking about first.

Hehe, I hope you understand that different levels of guests will receive different levels of services. We must first confirm the spending power of Mr. Blake Shaw. "

"Huh, you ignorant person!"

Zarak snorted coldly, waved his hand and said:

"Come up, I'll take you to see someone, but only one can come!"

A few minutes later, the goblin tax collector was brought into the treasure house on the lower deck of the Alpaca under the supervision of a dozen fully armed orc soldiers. As Zarak opened the wooden door, the goblin's breathing suddenly stopped at this moment.

What did he see?

An entire deck was filled with various treasures, like a mountain of treasures, and the pearlescent aura it exuded made the goblin's green skin turn pale.

He sat down on the ground with weak legs, breathing rapidly, and was almost distracted by the scene in front of him.

"You questioned the financial resources of the Exalted One, and we should have executed you."

The noble Akunda said arrogantly:

"But my master is kind. He will forgive your ignorance. These treasures are only one tenth of the master's endless wealth. Find the person who can take charge of this matter."

The master's time is very precious and cannot be wasted on such boring things. "

"I'll go right away!"

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

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

In return, I will do the utmost convenience within my authority for the noble and great Lord Black. "

"Um"

Zarak pretended to think and said hesitantly:

"The distinguished master does have one thing that you can help with. The master wants to sell three troll warships and exchange them for 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 to handle 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 he lowered his voice and said to Zarak:

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

In recent times, merchant ships are much better for pirates than warships.

I can also find connections for you and buy a batch of 70% new firearms, artillery and sufficient ammunition supplies at low prices. Of course, the agency fee, hehe, cannot be spared. "

The cunning goblin rubbed his hands and said:

"I am a loyal servant to all the noble people who have wealth, but my loyalty must also be rewarded with equal value. You think so, right?"

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

Black covered his quartermaster Eudora with the cloak of shadow, and watched the goblin tax collector's eloquent words. He whispered to the fox-man:

"see it?

These little green men chasing wealth are your future opponents. The fox people also know how to do business, but the limited knowledge of living in the Wharton Desert all year round hinders your potential.

Learn from the goblins.

Learn their greed, learn their shrewdness, learn their reality, learn their shamelessness, my quartermaster, I believe that the fox people will soon become as good businessmen as the goblins.

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

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, to start with this business of buying and selling old ships."

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"The rich man's personal guard is out! The dock is under security, what the hell!"

"It is said that a new force came to the dock, and it was very rich, which directly alerted the greedy Rivigaz. I heard from my friends at the port authority that someone had found the treasure.

And all those treasures must be deposited in the goblins' banks. "

"Treasure? Where is the treasure? The North Sea? Or the South Sea? Or the elven secret treasure on the other side of the Misty Sea?"

"No! It is said that the pirate's name is Black Shaw, and it is said that he found the treasure of the Zandalari Pirate King!"

"Is there this person in the South China Sea? Is he a newcomer?"

"I don't know, I've never heard of it."

When Blake and his friends entered the pier along the South American-style trestle in Booty Bay, and then along the rickety wooden bridge that crisscrossed up and down like a spider web, they arrived at the most famous Sailor's House Tavern on the pier. A lively discussion began about the new characters coming up from the dock.

Barefoot sailors who were drunk alone, businessmen from all walks of life dressed in strange and weird clothes, some pirates who temporarily docked and came to drink and have fun, and locals who were having fun here.

Everyone was discussing what had just happened, and all kinds of gossip was flying everywhere.

This pleased Blake.

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

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

However, Blake's dress at this time was a bit too high-profile.

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

This posture clearly declares that he is a person from the sea.

Behind him were the big-bodied orcs and trolls. This combination was somewhat unusual in the current situation on 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 orc behind Black. They slammed the wine glasses in their hands to the ground, stood up unsteadily, and cursed:

"He's just a stupid pirate, but he still hangs out with orcs! What a shame! I want it."

"boom"

Before the drunkard finished speaking, Blake grabbed the chair next to him and smashed it with such force that he knocked several provocative sailors to the ground.

This action angered the drunkard's companions, and immediately someone pulled out a knife and stepped on the wine table to rush towards him, shouting.

"Medium rare."

The pirate said something to the evil eye behind him.

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

The Ravager Orcs behind him laughed wildly, grabbed everything at hand, and joined the rapidly spreading fight in front of them. The one-eyed orc warlock even smiled sinisterly, and smashed the fire and brimstone in his hands at the few people in front of him. Alcoholic type.

A brawl in a tavern will definitely develop into a big melee in the end.

Some people also took the opportunity to sneak attack Blake from behind, but the little fish man opened his mouth and spat out poisonous mucus, which was smeared on his face and fell down screaming.

"boom"

The wine bottle in Black's hand hit a screaming bald dwarf on the head accurately.

The broken glass opened the dwarf sailor, and he screamed on the ground. Another unlucky troll was pulled over by the pirates' shoulders, and the broken half of the wine bottle was stabbed into his stomach.

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

Blake casually threw this freshly made "bar weapon" aside and ignored the tavern behind him that was already in chaos because of him.

He kicked away the sleeping dwarf drunkard lying on the bar in front of him, pulled out the chair in front of him, and sat on it himself.

"Ding"

Several silver coins mixed with something flipped out of Black's hand and landed in front of the goblin bartender.

The pirate knocked on the table and whispered:

"A cup of South Sea Golden Rum, and some Alliance Army News by the way. Tsk tsk, your place is nice, it's very lively. My friends from Ravenholdt are really good at picking out strongholds."