Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Have you seen me in your dream?"

On the dock of Nanhai Town, Blake suddenly raised his eyebrows when he heard what the blond young man next to him said.

He asked:

"When did you dream about me?"

"Well, your hook is not baited."

Nat Pagle, who was sitting next to Blake, was paying attention to another thing. He pointed at the fishhook thrown into the water by Blake and said:

"You can't catch fish like this. You look like a novice. Come on, I'll teach you how to fish. I'm very good at this."

"No, no, no, I'm more concerned about the dream."

Blake stretched out his fingers to stop Nat from trying to help him. He glanced into the water, shrugged and said:

"And I think I can catch a fish. Do you want to make a bet?"

"I do not believe!"

When talking about fishing, Nat was very confident. He shook his maroon hair and said:

"I have never seen or heard of anyone catching fish without using bait. What do you want to bet with me?"

"Those dreams of yours, Nat."

The pirate snapped his fingers and said with bright eyes:

"I want to hear about your dreams. Tell me about them. Let's start with the dream about you meeting me. If you think this bet is not exciting enough, we can add more money.

In ten minutes, see who catches the most fish.

It's a bet.

Let me think. "

Black rubbed his chin, and with his other hand, he took out the little fishman who was sleeping soundly in the backpack on his back, wrapped it in a shadow, and flicked it with his finger.

While the little fish man danced and fell into the water, he suddenly clapped his hands and said:

"I happen to be short of an ingredient preparer on my ship. If you lose, you will work for me for a year."

"Competing fishing with me?"

Nat's expression became a little weird, as if he was suppressing a smile. He turned his head and coughed, and said seriously:

"Okay, if I win, well, I don't need anything. I'm quite satisfied with my current life. Let's just treat it as fun and start now?"

"Um."

Blake nodded, took out a small hourglass from his bag, turned it over, and placed it between the two of them. He pretended to grab the fishing rod and said to Nat who was hanging the bait next to him:

"Telling stories while fishing. When did you dream of me?"

"Probably, a few months ago."

Nat swung out the fishing rod and didn't notice that there was a sneaky little fish-man swimming around in the water under their feet.

This is normal. He is just an ordinary person and cannot sense the enhanced Benbolba.

He maintained his usual feeling of fishing, feeling the fishing rod in his hand while chatting, and said to Blake:

"At that time, the orcs were about to attack the hills, and we were all taken to Tarren Mill City. The mayor didn't allow me to go fishing. It was a very boring time.

I work for the army every day, and my food is very poor. I occasionally sleep when I have nothing to do.

It seems to be at noon.

When I was taking a nap, I dreamed about you.

It was on a big ship. You fought bravely against the orcs. The soldiers called you 'His Royal Highness' and they fought with you.

But a monster flies down from the sky and spits fire at your ship. You have no way to avoid it, and you can only be engulfed in the flames like everyone else on the ship.

But you are lucky, you escaped the flames, fell into the sea, seemed to be seriously injured, and found a very strange thing on the bottom of the sea, so you survived."

"Then what?"

Blake listened to Nat's dream with a calm face, but felt quite uneasy. He asked:

"And what did you dream about?"

"Well, then, I woke up."

Nat scratched his hair and said to Blake:

"The people in the town were going to cut wood that afternoon, and I was kicked up by the captain when I was sleeping soundly. But the food was good that night, and Hal caught a rabbit in the forest.

We had a meal of roast rabbit together. "

"Well, your captain really deserves a beating."

Blake curled his lips, glanced into the water, and asked again:

"What about other dreams? You seem to be good at dreaming."

"Yes, I have been good at two things since I was a child, fishing and dreaming."

Nat laughed and said:

"I learned the former from my father, and the latter is just natural talent. I'm pretty good at fishing, man, and Hal and I were going to join the army.

But one afternoon, a senior officer, after fishing with me once, sent me back and asked me to fish for the army and sort out the catch.

He also said that I have a much better future as a fisherman than as a soldier.

So, you can't beat me. "

This was said with great confidence.

But a few seconds later, Blake's fishing line moved. As Nat watched in surprise, the pirate flicked the rod, and a plump colorful fin fish was pulled up by him.

Blake then casually threw him into the bucket next to him. He winked at Nat and said:

"1:0, Mr. Nutt, maybe besides fishing and dreaming, you are also good at bragging.

Don't frown.

Trash-talking each other is the most exciting part of any game. "

As he spoke, the pirate threw the fishhook without bait into the sea again. He looked at Nat and said:

"Okay, let's continue talking about your dream. I think it's quite interesting. What do you think is the craziest dream you've ever had?"

"Well."

This question stopped Nat.

While steadying the fishing rod in his hand, he tilted his head and thought about it, and said to Blake:

"It should be that dream, the dream I often had when I was a child. I was only a few years old at the time, and I would often wake up from that dream. I dreamed of thousands of people looking down at our world from the sky.

We, the living people, are like their puppets!

We dance, we cry, we fight monsters, and we say stupid things just for their amusement. "

The blond fisherman seemed to recall that weird dream. Even though it was more than ten years ago, he still shuddered, looked around, lowered his voice and said to Blake beside him:

"There are times, I think, even when we're awake, they're spying on us. Maybe right now."

"Good guy!"

When the pirate heard this, he whispered:

"You've broken the fourth wall. The master of prophecy is well-deserved."

"What wall?"

Nat asked curiously, Blake glanced at him and said:

"nothing.

I think your dream is interesting, but when you tell it to others, they will definitely say that you are crazy, just like Hal who just left, right? "

"That's true."

When talking about this issue, Nat's mood became a little depressed. He said:

"Hal is actually my best friend. We grew up together. He was the only one who was willing to play with me when everyone else laughed at me.

When he was a child, he also liked to listen to me talk about those weird dreams, but as he grew up, he didn't like to listen so much.

He always said those dreams were boring, but I actually knew why.

He still likes to listen to my dreams, but when he grows up, he also understands how uncomfortable it feels to be pointed at, but he is still willing to fish with me.

He also helped me stand up when those people laughed at me when they were drunk.

He is angry today, not because he really hates me, but yesterday, the girl he had a crush on moved back to Arathi Heights, and he was in a bad mood. "

"Do you feel bad because people say you're crazy?"

Blake observed Nat and asked softly:

"Would you hate them for that?"

"They are all very good people. I know that if I am in trouble, they will help me, but I can't control their mouths.

So, just pretend I didn’t hear it. Anyway, I have Hal with me. "

Nat took a deep breath, grinned at Blake, and said:

"Besides, I can't stop sleeping just because I'm afraid of what others will say, right? I'll have dreams as soon as I sleep. Although most dreams are quite normal, the occasional strange dreams are beyond my control.

Hey, today is so strange.

It's been several minutes, why hasn't the fish taken the bait yet? "

While Nat asked questions.

Under the water in front of him and Black, the little fishman Benbolba was punching under the water quickly to knock out the big colorful fin fish that was rushing towards Nat's bait.

Then he dragged the fish, hung it on Blake's hook, stretched out his claws, and pulled Blake's line.

Amid the pirates' laughter, another big colorful fin fish took the bait.

But Blake's smile didn't last for more than a few seconds. Nat also made a catch. With the fisherman's laughter, he also caught a fish, which stunned the pirate.

its not right!

How could there be any fish biting Nat's hook when Bully was watching under the water?

The little fishman underwater also looked confused.

What just happened was beyond the little fishman's expectation.

Just as it hooked the first fish it knocked unconscious onto Black's hook, the second fish rushed over like a sharp arrow, and bit Nat at the speed of light before Ben Bolba could react at all. hook.

The little fishman was so angry that he shook his fist in the water.

Next time, I won’t let it pass!

"Haha, 2:1."

Nat shook the big fish in his hand, winked at Blake and said:

"My luck has come too."

"Indeed, your fishing skills are quite impressive."

The pirate gave a thumbs up and said:

"Go on with your dream, friend, I want to know more."

"Okay, usually no one is willing to listen to me talk about my dreams. Today, not only do I have fishing friends to accompany me fishing, but they are also willing to listen to my chatter. This is great."

Nat laughed and continued to tell Blake about his strange dreams.

"When I was a teenager, I would occasionally have a very strange dream. I was on a mountain with many old and tall trees. At that time, I became a female elf in a temple.

Always pray, pray.

I also like eating bananas.”

"Speaking of the craziest thing, it's not just the dream I just told you, there is another one that is also crazy. I dreamed that Tarren Mill was captured by an army of crazy undead, and I became the enemy of Southsea Town from then on. .

Can you imagine such a thing? horrible. "

"Oh oh oh, and this! I almost forgot to mention it. That is the most cruel. The king's son, His Highness Arthas! He grew up and set out to fight with the Holy Knight Uther."

Nat's voice was low, as if he knew that if he dared not let others hear this dream, he would be beaten up by the soldiers of Lordaeron, and it might even get him into trouble.

He said vividly:

"In that crazy dream, Prince Arthas was tragically attracted to evil and then became evil himself. Finally, he returned to the king in false triumph.

He raised his sword and charged at the king, then dropped his hand

You know he killed him right there. "

"This is really crazy."

Blake pretended to be surprised and exclaimed, but in fact, his heart was completely calm.

It's not accurate to say that. He was surprised by the prophecy talent of Nat Pagle, a fisherman, even though in the game, the future fishing master has demonstrated his talent as a prophet.

But most of them were just game designs. After experiencing this personally, a bright light flashed in Blake's narrowed eyes.

This guy in front of me!

Just the kind of talent he needs.

Even if only two or three out of ten of the strange dreams he had predicted were accurate, they would still bring great benefits to Blake. Not to mention that if you are lucky, Nat can be used as a "danger warning radar".

We have to find a way to trick him into boarding the ship.

If he's going to deny it, tell Mayor Maleb that Nat Pagle is suspected of being a collaborator.

Well, that's a little too bad.

never mind.

If he doesn't want to go, let Ravenholdt take action and tie him to the ship.

Thinking of this, Blake looked back at Nanhai Town behind him and thought:

"This town is really extraordinary. If I remember correctly, a lot of interesting things will happen here in the future. Alas, I made a mistake and came too early."