Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 897 227. Look what old Brian found? -Additional update of last month’s monthly ticket [725]

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"Captain, I'm back."

On Tol Barad Island, on the third day after Black and others returned from Ironforge, the flagship "Alpaca" of Wharton Trading Company slowly docked at the dock.

The current Alpaca is not as majestic as it used to be. Although it still has this classic name, it is actually an ordinary merchant ship.

But thinking about the benefits, this ship can finally be equipped with artillery, which can be regarded as fulfilling a dream of the little fox Eudora.

Although, she would rather the original Alpaca come back.

It's a pity that his precious ship has been destroyed by Dai Lin. Oh, damn Dai Lin!

"How much did you earn after being out at sea for so long?"

Black came to the dock specially to greet his men. He watched the furry Eudora, dressed in a captain's uniform, jump off the deck with dignity. The stinky pirate also smashed into the head of his fox captain just like before.

Let Eudora scream and run away with her tail swung.

After fighting like this for a while, the little fox captain calmed down and planned to formally report to the captain the revenue of Wharton Trading Company during this period.

As the first truly "cleansed" pirate faction within the Immortal Fleet, she felt that she needed to set a good example to her companions.

But Blake just asked casually, he was impatient to hear these money-making things.

whispering sound.

Is it possible to make money by doing serious business by living in Beihai and collecting taxes? The main fleet of undead pirates rarely robs now, okay?

"You can report the accounts to our Governor later. The finances and other matters have been handed over to her a long time ago. Don't talk about money with me. It's very vulgar. I usually don't listen to this."

The pirate waved his hand very Versailles.

Eudora chuckled, thinking that the captain was showing off again.

But seeing through it, the little fox man also stopped talking and began to talk about the interesting things on this trip to Kul Tiras and Zandalari. And the first thing she said startled the pirate.

"Snake people have begun to gather in the Wharton Desert? Are they preparing to break the Deconstructor's seal?"

Blake flexed his fingers and asked:

"Isn't the Guardian Key Stone useless?"

"It's been scrapped, but I don't know which evil guy told the snake people that the energy inside the keystone is still residual, and it can be replenished with the remaining two keystones.

In this way, although there is insufficient energy to completely open the seal, it can at least open a crack.

All that's left is manpower to dig it out. "

Eudora said angrily:

"The snake people adopted this suggestion. They started digging while no one was paying attention. They dug for many days and were about to touch the seal of the ancient city. Fortunately, they were discovered by my tribe.

A traveling vixen tribe went to the Temple of Akunda to report the incident.

Akunda personally came forward and drove the snake people away.

But the sealed land has been locked by them, and the Wharton Desert will become very lively next. "

"Brian did it?"

The stinky pirate instantly locked onto a suspect and asked:

"Isn't he the troublemaker that your ship led the way to pick up? He didn't even say anything?"

"I asked, and the dwarf said it wasn't him."

Eudora shook her head and said:

"He also said that he took the risk and went to the territory of the Snake Man Empire just to cover up and destroy the secret, completely destroying the broken key stone, and the time was wrong.

When the snake people started digging, Brian was still trapped in Old Garni's temple.

I suspect it’s those Hae-hyun’s fault!

Before the Kul Tiran First Fleet was defeated and the Second Fleet disappeared, those guys had already spread throughout the South China Sea.

It's not impossible for the snake people to get in touch with them. Isn't Haixian a servant of N'zoth?

Captain, when you told us the story of Wharton's Sealed Artifact before, you also said that the thing buried under the desert was N'Zoth's creation.

Maybe there is some connection between the two. "

"trouble."

Blake frowned. He thought for a while and asked again:

"Are the Zandalari Trolls just not concerned? Even though the Dark Prophet Zul is a dabbler in such a big event, it's impossible for him not to predict it, right?"

"The court in Dazar'alor is in turmoil."

Eudora said in an exaggerated tone:

“When I stopped at the dock of Zandalar for supplies, I heard that the Golden King had been convening a council for several days, but his ministers were attacking each other and couldn’t come up with an idea.

Dark Prophet Zul is in favor of sending troops to Volton to attack the snakemen, but the blood trolls in Nazmir have also been rioting recently, and many generals have suggested fighting the blood trolls first.

The Loa gods did not express any opinions on this matter.

They also seem to take Nazmir more seriously. "

"They must pay attention. Things there are much more important than the Wharton Desert, but they are too short-sighted."

Blake shook his head and said:

"They haven't connected the two things yet. This is normal. They are just a group of beasts and it is difficult for them to think for a long time. But shouldn't old Bwonsamdi not be able to see that?

Didn't the shrewd God of Death express his opinion? "

"Bwonsamdi's temple is empty."

Eudora broke another big news. She waved her tail and said to Blake:

"The old god of death has not summoned his followers for several months. Some people say that Bwonsamdi ran away, and others say that Bwonsamdi is secretly carrying out some conspiracy."

"How many months? Could it have been captured by its 'ghost father'?"

The pirate became more and more aware that the problem on Zandalari was serious, but he also felt that Bwonsamdi's level of evil would not leave him with no backup plan.

If that troll god of death was really desperate, he would definitely ask for help from him.

Moreover, Old Garni, the garbage god who cares about his hometown, has not told him these things, which shows that Old Garni thinks Zandalari's situation is normal and there is no need to bother the stinky pirates.

"What about Brann Bronzebeard?"

Blake put aside this thought for the time being. He looked at the little fox jumping up and down. She was so happy that the business was going so smoothly. She looked very happy every day.

The pirate asked again:

"I went to Ironforge and didn't see that troublesome old dwarf. Where did he go?"

"He's trapped in Booty Bay."

Eudora showed an embarrassed expression, spread her little paws, and said:

"I was going to take him with me, but Brian was losing his temper. He felt that his two brothers were affecting him from discovering what was really important. Although he was forcibly brought back to the Eastern Continent, he didn't want to go back to Ironforge.

When I left, the old dwarf was planning an expedition to Zul'Gurbri, the troll city in Stranglethorn Vale, but I guess he can't go now. "

The fox man showed a regretful expression and said:

“The afternoon I left Booty Bay, it was besieged by Bloodsail pirates.

They blocked the bay of Booty Bay, preventing ships from entering and exiting, and demanded that the rich man Revegaz and his consortium accept their rule. If the rich man is unwilling, they will invade Booty Bay, burn, kill and loot.

Oh, by the way, Captain, I also brought back a letter asking for help from a rich man. "

The fox man took out a letter from his clothes and handed it to Blake. The stinky pirate looked through it in his hand and curled his lips and said:

"You are really stingy. You asked me to come to the rescue and only gave me such a small amount of money. This is a beggar! How much has he made from me in the past year?"

"Aren't you going to help? Captain."

Eudora said carefully:

"Those Bloodsail pirates are very rampant. They said something about Black Shaw, which is a bit vulgar. They also said that when the South China Sea is unified, they will come to compete with us."

"You still want to unify the South China Sea? The scoundrels who sold themselves to kneel down and lick N'Zoth are so tough in their words."

Blake grinned with a strange expression and said:

"Let's wait until they unify the South China Sea first. If the powerful Blood Sail Pirates come over, a weak and outdated pirate like me will have no choice but to pack up and run away.

Don't be afraid, I will take you with me when the time comes. "

He patted the fox man's little head and said:

"Honestly, how much did the rich man give you to make you work so hard to persuade me?"

"not much."

Eudora said coyly:

"I also plan to split the money with you, Captain, 60-40, you 6-3, and I'll leave one share for the crew members to pay allowances."

"Remember to be more careful next time. There are not many opportunities to kill the goblins."

Blake waved his hand, blew a pirate whistle, turned towards the town tavern, and said:

"My good brother, the rich man, don't worry. Dai Lin's fleet set off three days ago. I hope the Blood Sail Pirates will work harder and try to destroy a few more ships of that old bastard.

After all, this can be considered a turning point in their awesome lives.

Let me think about it, there is the vengeful Dai Lin in the front, the cursed pirate Gaboya who is always ready to sap, and in the middle there is the Tidal Order who is holding back his energy and wants to kill chickens and scare monkeys to expand their influence in the South China Sea.

Tsk tsk, he is indeed a powerful Blood Sail Pirate.

In less than a month since its establishment, it has offended so many people and easily accomplished things that I couldn't do.

At the peak of his debut, his future life is formidable. "

——

On the other side, in Treasure Bay, which is besieged by the Blood Sail Pirates.

In the large trading station set up by the Ironforge official here, Brian Bronzebeard was running around anxiously. The old dwarf was indeed angry because he was forcibly brought back to the Eastern Continent a few days ago, but this time he could no longer care about being angry. .

Because last night, the road from Booty Bay to the Kingdom of Stormwind was fucking blocked!

Several large troll clans in Stranglethorn Vale intercepted and killed the messengers sent by the goblins to Dusk Forest for help, and threw their heads back into Booty Bay.

Now the trolls are also gathering an army and marching in the direction of Booty Bay. This is to cooperate internally and externally to divide up the wealth accumulated by the goblin city in the past hundred years.

Booty Bay is completely trapped.

"What's going on with those Gurubashi trolls!"

The old dwarf cursed in the trading station:

"How could they join forces with the Bloodsail Pirates at this time? It's really fatal."

"It is said that it is because the evil god they believe in gave the order."

The three dwarf pirates who were responsible for protecting Brian, the "Troublesome Three", were not in a hurry. They were still eating, drinking and enjoying life.

Faced with Brian's anxiety, the thin dwarf pirate Eric still had the time to explain to him the gossip he had heard from the goblins.

He waved the chicken legs and said seriously:

"It is said that the evil god of the Blood Sail Pirates and the evil god of the trolls have reached a deal. The Blood Sail Pirates want the treasure bay's money, and the trolls want to hold an unprecedented blood sacrifice here!

They want to sacrifice our souls to a bastard evil god called the Soul Reaver. "

"Yes, they are all evil gods."

Big fat Olaf held a big chicken drumstick in each hand and ate it while saying:

"Evil gods and evil gods are always attracted to each other."

"Don't eat it, don't eat it."

The door of the trading station was pushed open, and the macho Barlog rushed in. Holding his Vrykul war helmet, he excitedly said to his two brothers:

"The Bloodsail Pirates are about to attack the city. The rich man spent a lot of money to hire soldiers to defend the docks and control the forts. He also said that he would split the money if the attack was repelled. It sounds very profitable.

Let's go, let's make some money.

Anyway, idle is idle. "

"Okay, wait until I finish eating this chicken drumstick."

The troublesome trio ignored Old Brian. The location of their trading station was very safe. As long as the pirates did not fully invade the city, there would be absolutely no danger here.

Old Brian will be safe if he stays here.

The old dwarf, who always likes to run around, now also knows that the situation is urgent. The main reason is that he has nowhere to go if he runs out. The door to the land on the Treasure Coast has long been blocked.

Therefore, he could only stay alone in the trading station to sort out his great discoveries in Wharton.

"Grebe, don't scream. I'm busy. When you're hungry, go eat bananas. There's a shortage of everything here, but there's an abundance of bananas."

Brian is very serious about his work.

He can become Azeroth's greatest adventure master not just because he has incurable ADHD.

However, today's work of sorting out the information was not going smoothly, not only because of the constant sound of gunfire from the dock, but also because his pet monkey Greb kept making strange noises.

The monkey has never been so noisy as it was today.

The annoying old dwarf couldn't concentrate at all. He got up angrily, grabbed his hunting gun and planned to scare the little bastard.

But as soon as he took a few steps, Brian realized something was wrong.

On the way to the cellar of the trading station, he found very strange footprints, like those of a raccoon stealing things, but much larger than a raccoon.

"Tsk, tsk, there is a thief who dares to visit the dwarf's trading station! Ha, it seems that someone is going to take a shot."

Undaunted, Old Brian pulled the gun bolt with a click and walked towards the cellar.

Even if the troublesome trio is not around, he is not afraid. There are still a dozen dwarf veterans and several blacksmiths in this trading station. When fully armed, they are a force that cannot be underestimated.

As for weapons

Are you kidding me? Will there be a shortage of weapons in places where the dwarves usually reside? Are there even naval guns here?

"ha!"

Old Brian kicked open the cellar door, pointed his musket forward, and let out a threatening roar. His pet monkey chirped and jumped on the old dwarf's shoulders, and also bared its teeth and claws fiercely toward the cellar.

Obviously, the little monkey has long discovered that there is something here.

But to Brian's expectation, there were no dangerous creatures in the cellar. There was only a "little bear" wearing strange silk clothes and a black and gray face hiding there to eat the dried meat stored by the dwarves.

Instead, Brian suddenly appeared with a gun, startling the "little bear man".

The other party's cute big eyes blinked, and his mouth was full of things and he shrank into a ball. When he saw the gun in the dwarf's hand, he burst into tears.

If an ordinary person were here, they would definitely be frightened by the strange appearance of this little bear man.

But how could old Brian be an ordinary person?

He was well-informed and recognized the race of the rare little bear-man in front of him at a glance. Then he threw away the gun and exclaimed:

"Pampandaria?"