Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 301 10. That night, a **** and a murloc drank too much—[1535]

   (additional [5/5] for the Assassin Gilu Brothers)

  In the village of Losberg in Tol Barad, the undead pirates have been mobilized and are preparing for their voyage.

  Black will bring all his pirates this time, and then go on an exploration voyage outside the civilized area. Quartermaster Eudora is instructing the crew to transport supplies to the Alpaca that has just docked.

   Food, fresh water, medical supplies, etc.

   There is also an aircraft team commanded by Goblin Fuslager, who used "airlift" to stack some military supplies on the deck of the Alpaca, mainly artillery ammunition, and barrels of gunpowder.

   This is something that Blake is proud of. Nearly four months after the establishment of his undead pirate group, all ships were finally replaced with naval guns.

   Even Ghost Captain Grayson's vrykul loot ship was equipped with twelve cannons.

   In this way, the poor firepower of the undead fleet has finally improved qualitatively.

  These hot weapons were bought through the relationship of the hot sand consortium. The quality, so-so, goblin stuff is definitely not as good as the military artillery hand-made by the dwarves.

   But something is better than nothing.

   Now you no longer have to fight when you encounter an enemy.

  When everyone else was busy, in the tavern in the village, Fleet Commander Blake Shaw was talking with Kojo, the collector of the ancient turtles, about the plan for this expedition.

   "The search for the Tide Stone is almost ready."

   Kojo held a large beer mug with his claws and said to the pirate in front of him as he poured alcohol into his mouth:

   "Because I have been helping the clansmen on Vashj'ir's side, that important matter is handed over to another Scroll Sage in the Ancestral Turtle."

"Um?"

   Hearing this, Blake blinked and asked:

   "Is it Nora?"

   "Yes, Nora the Scroll Sage."

   Kojo looked at the pirate and said:

   "Nora is a good friend of mine and a very famous person among the Prototortoises. She has been traveling around the Broken Isles in recent decades, and she is very interested in the ruins of the ancient elf empire.

   is also very familiar with the legends 10,000 years ago. She brought the most elite group of explorers of our ancestor tortoises to help you in the Broken Isles. If you want to come to find the Tide Stone, the action will be very smooth. "

   "Whether it goes well or not, let's talk about it for the time being."

  Blake waved his hand and said drunkenly:

   "As long as she doesn't let me protect the little turtles. Speaking of which, your injury is not so serious that you can't sail away, why do I always think you are escaping this action.

Is    hiding from old Nora?

   Did you two have a relationship when you were young? And you, a seemingly simple and honest, but cunning old turtle, became a heartless man? "

   "Don't talk nonsense, things are not what you think."

   Kojo's tone became a little flustered. He raised his left arm, showed Blake the magical burn on his arm, and said plausibly:

   "I'm not hiding from anyone. When I was young, I was also a famous and beautiful man among the ancestor turtles. The female turtle who pursued me could line up all the way from the sea of ​​mist to Nazjatar.

  There is no special relationship between me and Nora. I just care more about my people in Vashj'ir Well, yes, that's why!

  My people need me, and they need my wisdom to lead them in this difficult time.

  I won't accompany you to the Broken Isles anyway.

   I'll stay here, waiting for the news of your triumphant return. "

   "Really? How do I feel like you're running away?"

  Blake held the wine glass and smiled, making the old turtle look unhappy. He used the drinking gesture to cover up the embarrassment. The pirate took a sip of wine and no longer bothered about this problem.

He says:

"Your people are very safe in Tol Barad, there are vicious snake people breeding in the local area, the Naga dare not go ashore. Warwick will be back in a few days, with the snake prophet sitting in town, the Naga dare to come It is the end of being grilled into kebabs by lightning.

  It's useless for you to stay here, why don't you help me find something.

  Have you heard the legends of the 'Tide Stone' and 'Tide Controller' in Stranglethorn Vale? "

   "I heard."

   Kou Qiao's eyes lit up when he heard the treasure hunt, and he said:

   "That story has been circulating since the time of the Gurubashi troll empire. My grandfather's grandfather also came to Stranglethorn to look for it, but unfortunately came back empty-handed."

   "Blessed are you then."

  Blake pursed his lips, pointed to the coast, and said:

"Greyson, the ghost captain under my command, became like a ghost because of his contact with the Tide Stone. He said that before he died, he put the Tide Stone back in the original altar under the sea. .

  You can chat with him. During my long trip to Beihai, you can go to Stranglethorn Valley to relax and help me find it by the way.

   That thing is not as powerful as the Tide Stone, but it should be a good magical wonder.

  The most important thing is that you will definitely find a good story for yourself on this long trip. It just so happens that a team of foxmen under Eudora is going back to Booty Bay to open a trading company.

   The goblins' ship is ready and you can go with them. "

"OK."

   Kou Qiao agreed immediately.

   It seems that as long as he is not allowed to go to the Broken Isles, he can go anywhere.

   This look of guilt, looking at Blake with contempt, and saying that he has no debts of love, this is a gesture of concealment, but any pirate whose IQ is higher than his feet will not believe it.

   sent Kou Qiao away, and the pirates had almost finished drinking, and staggered, they were about to go back to the ship to rest, but as soon as they left the tavern, they saw an old acquaintance.

  Nate Pagle and his good friend Hal are returning from fishing, and they seem to be in good spirits.

   "Yo, Nat, how are you doing on the island?"

  Blake greeted him very friendly, but Nat glared at him, the chestnut-red-haired young fisherman angrily shoved the fishing rod in his hand to Hal, who was terrified.

   He walked over imposingly, stretched out his hand and tapped Blake's chest rudely, scolding:

   "It's a shame that I thought you were a person of status, but you tricked me into being a pirate!"

   "Oh, oh, you're only on Tol Barad, and my fleet is here too. This doesn't prove that you're a pirate."

  Blake laughed drunkenly, stretched out his hand to wrap Nat's shoulder, and said to Nat, who was constantly struggling, just like the two brothers.

   "Look at the village in front of you, it's all built by dutiful people from the mainland, right? They're just cultivating wasteland here.

   Even if you are caught by the navy, the two of you have enough reasons to get away with it.

   And you had a good time here. I heard that you had a good chat with the pirates under my command. Everyone likes you, and some people secretly call you the "fisher **** prophet". "

   "Well, that's true."

  Nate snorted, the young man folded his arms and said fairly:

   "There are quite a lot of fish on this island, and you can catch all kinds of fish that cannot be caught in Nanhai Town. The snake people under your command will also make special bait. From them, I learned a lot of advanced fishing skills.

   Not to mention the ancestral tortoises, all of them are talents, they speak nicely and know a lot. It is very interesting to hear stories from them.

   I really like it here, but that doesn't mean you don't have bad intentions!

  Humph, I won't get on your ship, I won't be a pirate, I'm a man of duty. "

   "I know, I know, you are the most responsible. Now, I brought you a gift."

  Blake suddenly remembered something. He took out a fishing rod embellished with gems from his magic bag and shoved it into the hands of Nat who was at a loss. He said:

   "I bought this at a fishing tackle store in Dalaran. It is said to be a fine handmade product by a fishing master. The average fisherman is not worthy of it. It is the most suitable for you.

   Oh, Howl, you have one too. "

  The pirate took out another not so gorgeous, but also excellent quality fishing rod, and threw it to Hal, who was poking his head while the latter received the exquisite fishing rod, and his expression was also very strange.

  Want to thank you.

   But there was a pirate in front of him, so he couldn't thank him enough.

   "Hey, don't try to bribe me!"

  Nate returned the jeweled fishing rod to Blake with a straight face and said:

   "I wouldn't be a pirate."

   "No one made you a pirate, bro."

  Blake narrowed his eyes and said helplessly:

   "Oh, I went to the mainland this time, and I happened to hear a legend related to fishing. I wanted to share it with you, but you are so. Forget it, let's find someone with a predestined relationship in the future.

   In the world of Azeroth, it is said that only the most powerful angler can find the luminous night pearl. It seems that he has to find a fishing master to find it again. "

  “???”

  Nate was about to turn around and leave to show his attitude, but when he heard Blake's name, he immediately stopped, he turned around, stared and said:

   "Wait! Dusk Night Pearl, I dreamed that in a dark tide, I was guarded by a group of monster-like murlocs. It is said that if you get it, you can gain insight into the secrets of all marine creatures in the endless sea.

   That's what all anglers dream of!

  I always thought that dream was absurd enough, I always thought it was just a story, just a legend.”

   "Ha, let me tell you, it's not. But that kind of priceless night pearl can only be fished in the magic-saturated ocean of the Broken Isles."

  Black snapped his fingers and said to Nat:

   "Just in time, in a few days we are going to go beyond civilization and go to the Broken Isles to find something. If you have time, I will reserve a place for you on my ship.

   Think about it, my 'fishing god', there are not many opportunities like this. "

After   , the pirate strode away triumphantly.

  Nate couldn't hide his excitement, but when he thought of going with a group of stinky pirates on an adventure beyond civilization, he felt a little scared, so he turned his head and looked at Hal behind him.

   The latter saw Nat turned his head for help, and immediately shouted:

"Do not!!

   I won't go with you this time! Look what your last suggestion did to us! We went from duty men to pirate sympathizers, and if we were caught by the navy, we would be hanged!

   I will never accompany you to do those **** crazy things again this time.”

  Hall had just finished shouting when the pirate who had finished walking turned around and shouted drunkenly:

   "Well, I forgot to tell you two, where we are going, there are a group of elves with strange characters. They are real elves~"

   "Hal! You heard the captain, there are elves over there!"

  Nate whistled, looked at his best friend, and said:

   "Come on, come with me. As a fisherman, if you can't catch a luminous luminous pearl in your life, it will be a failure, let's go.

   Maybe you can meet the spirits this time. "

"That"

  Hal glanced at the exquisite fishing rod in his hand, and then glanced at the jeweled fishing rod in Nat's hand, he gritted his teeth and said:

   "Give me that gem fishing rod and I'll go with you.

   That thing is very valuable at first sight. If we are caught by the navy in the future, we can bribe them and let us go back to Nanhai Town and become our duty again.

   This is the last time, Nat!

   I swear, this is the last time I do crazy things with you. "

—

  Black lured Nat Pagle to go on an adventure with him by using the legend of the Dusk Pearl. He was very proud and felt that this trip to the Broken Isles and the North Sea was absolutely foolproof.

   Seventy drunk, he hummed a song and staggered back to the deck of the Nagfar.

Just as he was about to go back to the cabin to rest, he glanced at the corner of the deck and found that the little idiot murloc was running around sitting on a strange thing, next to a group of murlocs clutching fishing nets and jumping around screaming. .

   is like a cult scene.

   He didn't care either.

  The little idiot murloc rusher has such strange abilities, and pirates will not be surprised by what it does.

  Black continued to walk into the cabin, one step, two steps, and at the third step, he suddenly came to his senses.

   turned back sharply.

   It was only then that I could see what was under the feet of the rusher.

   One head is blue in color, half the size of a human, wearing heavy armor, constantly changing between the virtual and the real, and is still waving two deep-sea king crabs of different sizes!

   This is not the point.

   The point is, Blake looked down at the ghost wolf Frostpaw, who was changing between reality and reality, and then looked at the deep-sea ghost crab that was controlled by the Burmese.

   Both are exactly the same.

   That thing is a soul beast!

   Heck, where did this little idiot find it?

  Hey, Bumblebee, although you pretend to be a murloc, your true identity is actually the illegitimate son of God, right?

   (end of this chapter)