Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 503 56. Then, my first wish is

"What? Grivolta? A lowly and cunning troll? No, no, no, of course he's not my friend, he's just a how to say, interesting guy who was my partner before.

But it has nothing to do with the Nedrak family now. "

"You said he cheated and deceived the evil and powerful Captain Black? Well, this is really asking for death."

"No, no, no, I have no dissatisfaction with your punishment of that liar, and I will never spend an extra penny for him, just let him hang there.

If this is not enough to extinguish Lord Black's anger, I would gladly express my apology by killing him with my own hands.

You see, this luxurious jewelry ring represents our willingness to maintain a good cooperative relationship with the undead pirates. Please give it to the great commander for me.

We have purchased many of the treasures we need, and we will leave immediately.

Forget about that troll.

He is just an insignificant person in this industry. "

The notorious but very rich and well-connected antiquities dealer Bud Nedrak wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and humbly put a luxurious jewelry ring into the hand of the fox-man Eudora. inside.

He kept trying to distance himself from the relationship between his team and the old troll Grivolta. The beautiful girl beside him, Miss Eldara, who wore heavy makeup but was actually very capable of fighting, was also frightened.

She secretly looked at the old troll who was hanging on the towering mast of the Alpaca. The latter seemed to be frightened by something and was shaking even in a coma.

There were suspicious water stains on the crotch of the colorful clothes.

This good-for-nothing old liar was so frightened by the shot just now.

And the "big thing" he did frightened the entire antiquities dealer team. This bastard actually deceived the undead pirate leader.

At this time, there are already gloomy immortal sea knights surrounding Bard and his team.

The dead wearing rusty armor and carrying magic rune swords appeared in the mist. By the time Bard and his party reacted, they had no way to escape.

There were also some gloomy snakes and brutal orc pirates outside who kept spitting out snake messages and rushed over after receiving the news. They loudly discussed how to deal with this group of liars.

Discussions ranging from burning to death made everyone in Bud's team tremble.

Apparently, Blake's anger didn't dissipate so easily.

Outside the encirclement, archaeologist Harrison Jones finally smiled when he saw the bad guy Bard getting into trouble. The old dwarf beside him even took out a wine bottle and watched the show with great interest.

But as expected of Bud, he immediately got to the heart of the matter.

Seeing Eudora's unkind expression, and the surrounding sea knights and pirates approaching with weapons, he immediately took out a pocket full of gold coins, bowed at 90 degrees, and handed it to the fox man with both hands. captain.

"This is our apology for this unexpected situation. Please accept it!"

"Hmph, that's pretty much it."

The fox man opened the bag, looked at it, roughly counted the gold coins inside, and waved his paw to ask the pirates to move out of the way.

She wagged her tail and said to the cultural relic dealers in front of her:

"You can leave. The commander is still very angry, but these gold coins can probably barely calm his anger. Forget it this time, the cultural relics business can continue.

But next time you bring such an unreliable person over, be careful with your heads! "

A group of cultural relic dealers left in a hurry.

Their black market business is an ancestral business, and they must have their own guards, but facing a group of powerful pirates with ghost ships and the ability to drive sea giants to eat people, those hired gangsters are unreliable at all.

In the final analysis, they are "cheating", while the pirates are "robbery".

These are two completely different concepts.

“What to do with that troll liar?”

Maimu, who was wearing armor, was holding a big hammer and looked at the antiquities dealers who were leaving in embarrassment with cold eyes. He asked the fox man something. Eudora snorted, glanced at the mast and said:

"Hang him there for three days. The captain said this guy is a 'talent', but before he can be absorbed into our fleet, he must learn to behave."

"That makes sense."

Maimu nodded, touched the Lennok Holy Emblem hanging on his chest, and said:

"Then you can continue to watch here, I'm going to do my work."

Eudora responded, and took her fox scribes to the Explorers Association to make the final delivery of the treasures, and even helped them pack the valuable things while busy.

They were busy until dawn, putting all kinds of cultural relics on the ships brought by the dwarves. When the first ray of sunlight fell, the cultural relics in the hands of the pirates had been sold out.

Regardless of the "interruptions" that occurred midway, tonight's trade fair ended successfully.

In the captain's cabin of the Nagfar, Eudora, holding a large account book, ran to report the situation to the captain, but was stopped by first mate Seifer outside the captain's cabin door.

The gossipy pirate dragon gave the fox man an interested look.

The two guys were sticking to the door, listening to the quarrel in the cabin.

It was an argument between Blake and Finna.

The pirate accused the warrior of being brainless, and the warrior in turn accused the pirate of being stingy.

The pirate said that she couldn't see through the deception, and the warrior insisted that she could see through it and just bought it because it was interesting.

In turn, he slandered the pirate as a heartless and indifferent bastard. She clearly cared about him, so she bought the useless stone.

The pirate said that the soldier just read third-rate novels and burned his brain. The soldier said that if you say anything else, I will beat you!

The pirate was scared.

It wasn't that he was afraid of Fenner, it was mainly that if he continued arguing like this, there would be no result, so he had to resort to the last resort. He said that he would limit Fenner's pocket money.

It's not easy for pirates to make money. How can they resist a careless young lady throwing money away like this?

Fenner was not timid at all.

If you like restrictions, then limit them. The Jinjian family has plenty of money for her to spend.

He also proudly told the pirate a little secret: at a specific time every year, a certain Kul Tiras maritime merchants' guild would deposit a sum of money into a specific account in the Goblin Bank in Booty Bay.

The owner of that account is Gina Jinjian.

But Aunt Jinjian's request for money was useless, so that account is now in Fenner's hands. She has her own "little treasury" that can fully satisfy her "little hobby" of buying and selling.

She even reads third-rate knight novels but they are genuine! Absolutely wealthy.

So the pirate licked his face and began to trick his sister into "investing" in his fleet, claiming that it was a hugely profitable deal.

After a few minutes of fooling around, the soldier actually took out a large sum of money and handed it over to his brother.

"boom"

The door of the captain's cabin was pushed open, and Fenna Golden Sword, who was refreshed after winning the argument, left the cabin majestically like a victorious warrior.

The first mate and the fox man peered into the captain's cabin and saw that their useless captain was holding a golden card from the Goblin Bank and smiling happily.

Well, this fight is a "win-win."

Finna gained happiness, and Blake gained wealth.

"What are you hiding at the door? Come in."

Black waved to the two people at the door, and with a movement of his fingers, the card was hidden. The fox man adjusted his expression, ran in, handed the account book to the pirate, and said:

"Captain, we made money last night"

"Don't tell me the amount, I'm not interested in those numbers."

Blake reached out and interrupted Eudora's report. He didn't even look at the account book. He raised his chin with a melancholy look and said:

“It’s not in my hands anyway.

Eudora, please go to Booty Bay yourself and deposit all the money you earned last night into the account of the Albatross Chamber of Commerce in the Goblin Bank.

Let the trading company set up by you fox people in Booty Bay be responsible for its operations.

I have sent the news to Kul Tiras through Ravenholdt's intelligence network, and my beautiful albatross there will use this wealth properly. "

"Finally buying a boat? Captain."

The fox-man's eyes suddenly lit up, and she said:

"Isn't there news that the Kul Tiran Navy is selling the warships they want to decommission?"

"Yes, the official wants to sell a total of sixteen old warships."

Black leaned on his vulgar and gorgeous captain's chair, playing with a gold coin on his fingertips, and said to the fox man:

"I plan to eat them all. There are also rumors that the big businessman Farrell, who is the 'white glove' of the Proudmoore family, also has at least six very good old battleships in his hands.

There are twenty-two ships in total. If we can capture them all, our fleet strength will instantly expand to the point where we can dominate the North Sea and monopolize the shipping routes.

You are responsible for this matter yourself. "

The pirate said to his subordinates:

"Old Garni and the Ancestral Turtle will fully cooperate with you to obtain information about Kul Tiras. I don't care about the cost of money, I only want those twenty-two ships!

When necessary, use Ravenholdt's power to eliminate competitors at all costs! "

"Um."

The fox man nodded with a serious expression, and she asked again:

“But Captain, even if the Kul Tiras don’t notice the purchase of old warships on such a large scale at first, they will still notice us as long as the ships gather together.

The Kurds are not responsible for the weapons when they sell the ship. After buying the ship, they have to go to Booty Bay to add weapons. This cannot be hidden from the forces at sea. "

"If you can't hide it, then you can't hide it."

Blake let out a sigh of relief and said:

"At this point, no matter how much we want to keep a low profile, our strength no longer allows it. After monopolizing the Northern Sea Route, sooner or later we will have to confront the Kul Tirans.

With these serious warships, we are confident.

Go ahead and do things.

When these ships come back, each of you old captains will be able to get a few of them. "

"Okay, Captain, just wait for our good news."

The fox man accepted the order and left with the big ledger. Only Black and Sephiel were left in the captain's room. The pirate dragon was a little nervous now. She whispered to Black:

"Do you really want to fight the Kul Tiran Navy? Are you sure of winning?"

"No."

Blake gave a very direct answer, saying:

"The sale of old warships by the Ku people means that they have new ships. They have four fleets, and the first-class warships alone can form a formation that can roam the endless sea.

We have those old ships, and we are no match for them.

But fortunately, the Kul Tirans are not the only enemy on the sea. If they want to maintain order in the South Sea, sending at most one fleet to the North Sea is their limit.

If you only have one fleet, you can still give it a try. "

The pirate rubbed his chin, his eyes shining sharply under his blindfold, and he said:

"Whenever we can cripple that fleet, we can then compete with Dai Lin on the sea. Of course, it is impossible to challenge the big BOSS at the beginning of any game.

According to my estimation, we still have some time, so we can practice with the ‘little monsters’ first.

The Gilneans, the people of Lordaeron, the elves of Quel'Thalas, etc., but that is a matter for the future. Let's get past Dalaran first.

Three days later, I went to Dalaran with the Dean and others for a magical visit.

While I'm away, you take our three ghost ships to Vashj'ir and repel the Nagas that infest the Ancestral Turtles.

After the matter in Dalaran is over, it's time to clear up the matter in Vashj'ir. "

"Don't you need help in Dalaran?"

Seifer said:

"I think the situation in Dalaran is a bit strange. Why don't you bring the Tidestone?"

"That thing can only be effective on the sea, so it should stay on the Nagfar."

Blake rubbed his chin and said:

"If the matter really needs to be solved by using the Tide Stone, I will send you a signal in advance. With the Nagfar's ultimate speed, it will be enough to reach the coast of Silverpine Forest from Vasq'ir in two days.

Do not worry.

As long as our dear Deathwing doesn't go crazy, the situation in Dalaran shouldn't be that bad.

To be honest, I'm a little bit looking forward to Deathwing going crazy, maybe releasing Pandaria in advance, so that Kul Tiras will be attracted by the upheavals in the South China Sea, giving us more time to prepare. "

"Don't think about it, it's impossible."

Seifer complained:

"If something like that happens, the world will be in chaos."

"Bang, bang"

As soon as Sephiel finished speaking, there was a knock on the captain's room door, and then the returning fox-man Eudora came in holding something dirty.

She swung her tail and said to Blake:

"That old troll liar has woken up. He insisted that I bring you this thing, Captain. He said it was the 'peerless treasure' he kept at the bottom of the box, and he wanted to use it in exchange for his freedom."

"What the hell?"

Sephiel looked at the thing in Eudora's arms suspiciously. It was a dirty, weird-looking lamp, as if it was picked up from the garbage dump. Old Garni should like it very much.

"Griffota actually got this thing so early? How did that guy contact the Sky Wall?"

Blake's reaction was somewhat beyond the first mate's expectations.

The pirate stood up, took the dirty lamp from the fox man's hand, put it in his hand and looked at it again and again, with a look of joy on his face, as if he had found a real treasure.

Without character card identification, Blake named the lamp:

"Al Abbas's magical wishing lamp! This is a real 'artifact'."

Blake held the lamp and rubbed it hard on the lamp pot.

To be honest, this action was very obscene, but when faced with the rapid friction of Blake's hands, which had been single for more than 20 years, this dirty lamp showed no reaction.

He curled his lips and said to the curious fox man:

"Go, bring that old liar here! I want to know the whole process of how he got this lamp. As for freedom, give it to him. As long as he joins us, he will be free.

If he doesn't want this freedom, shoot him dead on the deck of the Nagfar and bring his soul to me. "