Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 180 88. Returning to the place where the dream started (Part 1)

   Booty Bay, the southernmost city in the eastern continent, controlled by the goblin merchant, the rich man Rivegaz.

   That cunning and greedy guy perfectly fits all the evil qualities a goblin merchant should have, and he doesn't belong to one of the few ancient chaebols of the goblin civilization.

   He is a fairly enlightened "neutral".

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

  Because of this rich man's open style, Booty Bay has become the safest place in the southern border of the mainland during the six-year orc war that swept the mainland.

   However, this security is in a broad sense.

  The city has its own order, and anyone who enters it must obey, whether it is human refugees, orc soldiers, or other strange races.

   trolls, ogres, that sort of thing.

   "Wow"

  The huge Alpaca was docked on the widest pier in the bay, and several troll exiles shouted and threw the heavy anchor underwater, splashing huge water.

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

   "The tonnage of your ship is too large! It has seriously affected the efficiency of the pier, and you have to pay 30% more pier usage fee for this!"

   A small goblin with green skin and golden earrings on sharp ears, riding on the neck of the ogre bodyguard, raised his voice, waved the notepad in his hand, and shouted to the pirates on the deck:

   "Have you delivered any goods? Is it your first time to Booty Bay? Are you here with the trading company that has handed over you? If not, you will have to pay another."

"To shut up!"

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

   This Black's No. 2 dog-leg wearing a mask, leaning on a luxurious cane, arrogantly stretched his voice, and said to the goblin tax collectors below:

   "Be proud, little noisy greenskins!

You will meet the Conqueror of Death, the Friend of Loa, the Master of the Undead Fleet, the Great and Evil Pirate Captain, the Honorable Master Assassin, the Terrible Orc Scourge, the Enemy of the Juggernaut, and the Terminator of the Great Warlock , His Excellency Blake Shaw, the hero of the Alliance!

  His arrival will make your copper-smelling city flourish!

  Let your boss come to see you! rude guy!

   The Honorable One is waiting for him! "

  “???”

   A group of goblins were confused by the long list of titles.

   They looked at each other, and at last the tax collector replied:

   "Okay, honorable ones. Booty Bay welcomes you, but you still have to pay the dock use tax! Even if the gods are there! You have to pay the tax!"

   This is nothing to talk about! "

   "Bang, stupid guy!"

  The noble Akunda was also a little helpless by the stubbornness of these goblins. He threw out a few gold coins, and the sound of the gold coins made the goblins come to their senses.

   Seeing that the other party was so generous, the attitude of several goblins to serve immediately became much warmer.

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

   "Our ship carries a vast treasure that you fools have never seen in your life, the personal wealth of the great and wicked Lord Black Shaw!

   Your lord has commanded his humble and loyal servant, I, to take full charge of his wealth.

   I heard that you have a treasure trove called a bank here? Claims to be able to safely store all the treasures in the world? I'm very skeptical about that. "

   "Treasure?"

   Hearing this word, the eyes of several goblins changed immediately. The tax collector who started to speak rubbed his hands, and his green cunning face showed a very philistine expression.

   He laughed along, and said to the arrogant troll who seemed to be out of his mind:

   "That. Servant of the Honorable One, the banking system on Booty Coast is definitely the safest treasure trove in the world, but we must first confirm how much treasure you have in your mouth.

  Hey, I hope you understand that customers of different levels will receive different levels of service. We must first confirm the spending power of His Excellency Blake Shaw. "

   "Humph, ignorant!"

  Zalak snorted coldly, waved his hand, and said:

   "Come up someone, I'll show you, but only one!"

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

   What did he see?

   is filled with a whole deck of various treasures, like a mountain of treasures, and the jewels it emits make the green skin of the goblin turn pale.

   He sat on the ground with his legs weak and his buttocks were short of breath. He was almost distracted by the scene in front of him.

   "You questioned the wealth of the noble, we should have executed you."

   Venerable Akunda said arrogantly:

   "But my master is merciful, he will forgive your ignorance, these treasures are but one-tenth of the master's endless wealth, go and find someone who can take charge of it

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

   "I'll go right away!"

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

   "Please put me in charge of this deposit. Such a massive deposit of wealth will give me a quick promotion in Booty Bay!

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

"Um"

  Zalak pretended to think and said hesitantly:

   "Honorable Master does have one thing you can do to help. Master is selling three troll warships in exchange for three good ships in human style.

  If you can cooperate with the master's quartermaster, complete this matter, and show your value to the master, it is not that I can't appoint you as the handler of this matter. "

   "I'm familiar with this. I know that the Ashvane Trading Company is going to sell three merchant ships. Although they are old ships, they are of very good quality."

   The goblin tax collector blinked and said to Zalak in a low voice:

   "In terms of the recent war situation on the Eastern Continent, once your warships leave the port, they may be targeted by the Kul Tirans. So, trust me, my friend.

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

  I can also find a relationship for you, buy a batch of 70% new firearms, artillery and enough ammunition supply at a low price. Of course, the agency fee, hehe, can't be less. "

  The sly goblin rubbed his hands and said:

   "I am a loyal servant of all the nobles who have wealth, but my loyalty will be rewarded with equal value. You say, right?"

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

  Black covered his quartermaster Eudora with a garment of shadows, watching the goblin tax collector's tongue, he whispered to the foxman:

"see it?

   These little greenskins chasing wealth are your future opponents. The fox people also know how to do business, but their limited knowledge in the Waldun Desert all year round hinders your potential.

  Learn from the goblins.

  Learn their greed, study their shrewdness, study their reality, study their shamelessness, my quartermaster, I believe, the fox people will soon become good businessmen no less than goblins.

   You will also win your own place in this vast world for your clansmen!

   Are you confident? "

"Have!"

   Eudora the little fox grinned and said:

   "We fox people will definitely have our own chaebols in the future. Leave it to me, captain, and start with this business of buying and selling old ships."

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   "The rich man's personal guard is dispatched! The pier is under martial law, **** it!"

   "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 friend at the Port Authority that someone found the treasure.

   And put those treasures in the goblin's bank. "

   "Treasure? Where is the treasure? The North Sea? Or the South China Sea? Or the elven treasure over the Misty Sea?"

   "Neither! It is said that the pirate is called Blake Shaw, and it is said that he has found the treasure of the Zandalari Pirate King!"

   "Is there such a person in the South China Sea? Is it a newcomer?"

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

When Blake took his doglegs and entered the pier along Booty Bay's very South American-style trestle, and along the swaying wooden bridge crisscrossing up and down like cobwebs, he came to the most famous Sailor's House pub on the pier. A lively discussion of the new characters coming up from the dock began.

  The barefoot sailors who were drunk and drunk, the merchants dressed in strange clothes, and some pirates who came to the shore temporarily to drink and have fun, as well as the locals who were here for entertainment.

   Everyone is discussing what just happened, and all kinds of gossip are flying around.

   This made Blake very happy.

The basis for the    "Notorious" talent to take effect is that others at least need to know him.

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

   However, Blake's dress is a little too high-profile at this time.

   Pirate hat, pirate trench coat, a little fish man sitting on his shoulders, and a black mask on his face pretending to be on his face, a dagger in his waist, and a pure black leather armor.

   This gesture is a lively announcement that he is a character from the sea.

   And behind him is a big-armed orc, a troll, this combination is a bit unusual in the current situation in the Eastern Continent.

   "Traitor!"

   The moment he stepped into the dim but lively tavern, all the discussions stopped.

   Several human sailors who were sitting together immediately noticed the orcs behind Black. They threw the wine glasses in their hands to the ground, stood up staggeringly, and cursed:

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

"boom"

   Before the drunkard could finish speaking, Blake grabbed the chair next to him and smashed it hard, knocking several provocative sailors to the ground with such force.

   This action angered the drunkard's companion, and someone immediately drew his sword, shouted and stepped on the wine table and rushed over.

   "Medium rare."

  The pirate said something to the evil eye behind him.

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

The ravaging orcs behind him laughed wildly, grabbed everything at hand, and joined the fast-spreading brawl in front of him. The one-eyed orc warlock laughed even more, and smashed the brimstone fire in his hands at the few people in front of him. Alcoholic.

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

   There were also people who took the opportunity to sneak up on Black from behind, but the little murloc spewed poisonous mucus from his mouth, stuck on his face, and fell down screaming.

"boom"

   The wine bottle in Black's hand smashed precisely on the head of a screaming bald gnome.

  The smashed glass opened the dwarf sailor and beat him to the ground. Another hapless troll was pulled by the shoulders of the pirates and stabbed the broken half of the wine bottle into his stomach.

When    was taken out, the broken wine bottle was covered with blood.

  Blake threw this freshly-baked "bar weapon" aside, and ignored the pub behind him that was already chaotic because of him.

   kicked away the dwarf alcoholic who was sleeping soundly 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 one thing flew out of Black's hand and landed in front of the goblin bartender.

  The pirate knocked on the table and said softly:

   "A cup of Nanhai Gold Rum, and some Alliance Military News by the way, tsk tsk, your place is not bad, it's very lively, my Ravenhold friends are really good at picking strongholds."

   (end of this chapter)