Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 204 23. The fishing guy is never empty! (Down)

   "Have you seen me in a dream?"

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

   he asked:

   "When did you dream about me?"

   "That. Your hook is not baited."

  Nate Pug, who was sitting beside Blake, noticed another thing. He pointed to the hook 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 am more concerned about dreams."

  Black stretched out his fingers and stopped Nat from trying to help him. He glanced at 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 tossed his chestnut red hair and said:

   "I've never seen or heard of anyone catching fish without 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, starting with the one about you seeing me. If you don't think this bet is exciting enough, we'll add more.

  Ten minutes to see who catches the most fish.

   Bet.

  Let me think. "

  Blake rubbed his chin, and with his other hand, he took out the little murloc who was sleeping soundly in his backpack, covering it in shadow, and flicking his fingers lightly.

  While the little fishman danced and fell into the water, he clapped his palms and said:

   "My ship is missing an ingredient preparer. If you lose, you can work for me for a year."

   "Compared to me fishing?"

  Nate's expression became a little weird, as if suppressing his smile, he turned his head and coughed, and said solemnly:

   "Okay, if I win. Well, I don't need anything, I'm pretty satisfied with my life now, let's just play and start now?"

"Um."

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

   "While fishing and telling stories, when did you dream of me?"

   "Probably, a few months ago."

  Nate threw out his fishing rod, but he didn't notice that there was a ghostly murloc swimming in the water under the two of them.

   This is normal, he is just an ordinary person, and he cannot perceive the enhanced rush.

   He maintained his usual fishing feeling, and while feeling the fishing rod in his hand, he said to Blake as if he was chatting:

   "At that time the orcs were about to attack the hills, and we were all taken to Tarren Mill, and the mayor forbade me to go out fishing. It was a boring time.

  I work for the army every day, and I eat very poorly, and occasionally sleep when I have nothing to do.

   It seems to be at noon.

   When I took a nap, I dreamed about you.

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

   But there are monsters flying down from the sky and spitting fire at your ship, you can't escape, you can only be engulfed by the flames like everyone else on the ship.

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

"and then?"

  Blake listened to Nat's dream with a calm face, and his heart was quite uneasy, he asked:

   "Then what did you dream about?"

   "Uh, then, I woke up."

  Nate scratched his hair and said to Black:

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

   We had a roast rabbit meal together. "

   "Well, that captain of yours really deserves a beating."

  Blake pouted, he glanced into the water, and asked again:

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

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

  Nate laughed and said:

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

   But one afternoon, after fishing with me once, an officer sent me back, and asked me to fish for the army, specializing in sorting out the catch.

   He also said, I have more prospects as a fisherman than as a soldier.

   So, you can't beat me. "

   This is a very confident statement.

   But after a few seconds, Black's fishing line moved, and under Nat's surprised gaze, the pirate flicked the rod, and he pulled up a plump finfish.

   was thrown into the bucket beside him by Blake. He winked at Nat and said:

   "1:0, Mr. Nut, you may be good at bragging in addition to fishing and dreaming.

  Don't frown.

  Trash talking to each other is the most exciting part of all competitions. "

   While talking, the pirate threw the hook without bait into the sea again, and he looked at Nat and said:

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

"Uh."

   That question caught Nat.

  As he steadied the fishing rod in his hand, he tilted his head for a while, 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 that time, and I was often awakened by that dream. I dreamed of thousands of people, looking down on our world from the sky.

   We living people are like their puppets!

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

  The blond fisherman seemed to recall that weird dream, even if it was more than ten years ago, he still shuddered, looked left and right, lowered his business and said to Blake who was beside him:

   "Sometimes, I think, even when we're awake, they're spying on us. Maybe now."

   "Good guy!"

  The pirates heard this and whispered:

   "You have broken the fourth wall, and the master of prophecy is well-deserved."

   "What wall?"

  Nate asked curiously, Blake glanced at him and said:

"nothing.

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

   "That's true."

   Speaking of this question, Nat's mood became a little lower, he said:

   "Hal is actually my best friend, we grew up together, and he's the only one who wants to play with me when everyone else is laughing at me.

   He also liked to listen to my weird dreams when he was a kid, but he didn't like to listen to it as he grew up.

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

   And help me out when those people laugh at me after they are drunk.

   He was angry today, not because he really hated 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 those people say you're crazy?"

  Black watched Nat, and he asked softly:

   "Would you hate them for that?"

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

   So, if I don't hear it, it's fine, I have Hal with me anyway. "

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

   "Also, I can't stop sleeping because I'm afraid of what others say, right? I have dreams when I go to sleep. Although most of my dreams are quite normal, occasionally those strange dreams are beyond my control.

   Hey, today is so strange.

   It's been several minutes, why haven't the fish been hooked yet? "

   At the same time Nat asked.

  Under the water in front of him and Blake, the little fishman was running, and he was swiftly punching the big finfish that was rushing towards Nat’s bait under the water.

   Then dragged the fish, hung it on Black's hook, and stretched out his claws to pull on Black's line.

   In the laughter of the pirates, another big finfish took the bait.

   But Black's smile didn't last for a few seconds, and Nat also made a catch. With the laughter of the fisherman, he also caught a fish, which made the pirates stunned.

its not right!

   There is a rush to guard underwater, how can there still be fish to bite Nat's hook?

   The little murlocs under the water would also be stunned.

   What happened just now was beyond the expectations of this little fishman.

Just as it hooked the first stunned fish on Black's hook, the second fish rushed forward like a sharp arrow, and the speed of light bit Nate when the Burmese couldn't react at all. hook.

   The little murloc was so angry that he threw his fist in the water.

   Next time, don't let it pass!

   "Haha, 2:1."

  Nate shook the big fish in his hand, winked at Black and said:

   "My luck also came."

   "Indeed, your fishing skills are pretty good."

  The pirate gave a thumbs up and said:

   "Go on about your dreams, friend, I want to know more."

   "Okay, usually no one wants to listen to me about their dreams. Today, not only do fishermen accompany me to fish, but they are also willing to listen to my chatter, which is great."

  Nate laughed and continued to tell Black about his weird dreams.

   "When I was a teenager, I occasionally had a very strange dream. I stayed 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 to eat bananas.”

"Speaking of the craziest one, it's not just the dream I told you just now, there's another one that's crazy too. I dreamed that Tarren Mill was captured by an army of crazy undead and became the enemy of Nanhai Town since then. .

   Can you imagine such a thing? horrible. "

   "Oh oh oh, and this one! I almost forgot to mention it. That is the cruelest. The king's son, His Highness Arthas! He has grown up and set off to fight with the paladin Lord Uther"

  Nate's voice was lowered, as if he knew that this dream would not be heard by others, would be beaten up by the soldiers of Lordaeron, and even get him into trouble.

   He said vividly:

   "In that mad dream, Prince Arthas was tragically drawn to evil, and he himself became evil. Finally, he returned to the king in a feigned triumph.

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

   You know he killed him right there. "

   "That's crazy enough."

  Blake pretended to be surprised and exclaimed, but there was no turbulence in his heart.

  It is not accurate to say that, he is amazed by the prophetic talent of Nat Pagle, the fisherman, although in the game, this future master angler has shown his talent as a prophet.

   But most of it is just a game design. After experiencing it personally, a bright light has already flashed in Blake's squinted eyes.

   This guy in front of me!

   is the kind of talent he needs.

   Even if only two or three of the ten strange dreams he had had were accurate, it would have brought great benefits to Black. Not to mention that with luck, Nat can be used as a "hazard warning radar".

   had to figure out a way to trick him into the boat.

  If he intends to deny it, tell the Mayor of Mareb that Nat Pagle is suspected of collaborating with the enemy

  Well, that's a little too bad.

never mind.

  If he doesn't want to go, let Ravenholdt do it and tie him to the boat.

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

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

   (end of this chapter)