Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 342 51. The Pirate Game of Anaris

   (Added update [1/5] for "Huo Zheng is very good" brother)

  Tattooed female Marcy, with a group of her subordinates, waited for news under the hillside of the abandoned temple.

Not far away are the cavalry of Ser Atumen, and the Faldore spider elves who have been transferred to support. On the coast to the southeast of the abandoned temple, the Nagfar and two pirate ships have also been prepared. ready.

   Thirty naval guns aimed in the direction of the Abandoned Temple.

   As soon as there is a signal over there, the pirate ship can immediately start shelling.

  Although the defense of the temple is high, it is difficult for naval guns to directly hit the ground, but first, a wave of artillery washes the ground to deter the nightborn exiles, and then let the pirates in ambush charge up and take down the temple in one fell swoop.

  According to the "popular" practice of pirates, this battle should be fought like this!

  Although there may be casualties, they have an absolute numerical advantage, and it is no big deal to die a few people. However, the Moon County girl gave them another way to solve their problems tonight.

   "How long has she been up there?"

   Marche turned his head anxiously and asked Harry the "Silver Moon" beside him.

  The latter, under the protection of his silent wife Olanya who wore an elf mask, took out an elf-style pocket watch and pretended to look at it.

   then reported to his chief mate:

   "Maybe ten to forty minutes."

   "Are you kidding? There's so much difference in the middle!"

   Marchie scolded irritably:

   "Can you give me an accurate time?"

   "There's no way, my precious lucky pocket watch won't go away."

  Harry showed Marchy the pocket watch that stopped turning at some point, scratched his bald hair again, and said:

   "Maybe I drank too much last night and forgot to wind up the clockwork. What these dwarfs do is unreliable!"

   "I think you are unreliable!"

   The tattooed female chief mate punched Yinyue Harry on the shoulder, and she cursed:

   "Since your watch is broken, why are you still looking at it? Just tell me if you don't know?"

   "Doesn't that make me look professional?"

   The old fur seal rubbed his shoulders and called out:

   "Didn't your Excellency Commander say it? The undead fleet only needs the most professional and elite pirates, and I'm working hard in that direction."

   "Marci! Look, someone's down!"

While the tattooed woman was clenching her fists and planning to beat up Harry, who was just a joker, on the other side of the hill, a handsome pirate "Handsome Guy" wearing a white linen shirt and a black face scarf suddenly hit Terry. whistle.

   He played with the snake-shaped dagger, pointed upwards, and said to the first mate:

   "It seems that the elf has come down. There should be news."

"Um?"

   Marche let go of the old fur seal Harry, who was squealing on the ground.

   She jumped up nimbly, looked forward, and found that it was the weird nightborn elf Runas from before.

   The latter rode a heavy Shaldorei golem with a height of more than two meters, like a centaur, covered with metal armor pieces and blue energy running through it.

   is like riding an elephant.

   He held the Yuejun family's family crest and flag in his hand, and walked down the hillside arrogantly.

   "Hey, stinky pirates!"

  Runas, dressed in a well-crafted servant uniform, whistled triumphantly, waved the flag in his hand, and called for the rude pirates to come out of their hiding place.

   He rode a borrowed, inferior golem, like a mighty knight on a warhorse.

   raised his head, straightened his waist, and shouted to Marchy and the others:

   "Miss Yuejun has already done it. One golem craftsman, ten golem apprentices, more than one hundred Nightborn exiles, and more than thirty golems that have just been made.

   These are the 'gifts' that Miss Anaris gave to the undead fleet as a reward for her taking care of you these few days.

  My lord, I invite you pirates to go and receive the spoils

   Uh, I forgot, you don't understand Thalassian.

  What a bunch of savage and ignorant hairless trolls! "

   Feeling that he has become a superior man, Runas spat out fiercely.

   He looked at the pirates who were in ambush ahead, and emerged from the hiding place. He didn't speak at all. He rode on the golem and made a "follow up" gesture to them.

   "What did he just say?"

Marcy, the tattooed woman, heard Runas's screeching, obscure Sarasian language, but she couldn't understand the language, so she turned to look at the famous "elf expert" Silver Moon Harry in the North Sea Pirates .

  The latter was stunned for a moment, and then touched the slap print on his face by Marcy, the old seal hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice:

   "That what, what he said should be 'the above is done, let's send someone to follow'."

  This is of course Harry guessing.

   His level of Sarasian language is limited to being able to understand some everyday words, and he cannot understand the ancient Sarasian language that was popular 10,000 years ago.

  Harry translated it randomly, and looked at Marcy with some unease.

   The latter also stared at him suspiciously.

   After a few seconds, Marci coughed, pointed at Harry and said:

   "Then you follow him, and if it's safe above, send a signal to us. If you die in an ambush, I'll take care of your wife."

"D!"

   The old fur seal panicked instantly.

   He wanted to open his mouth to plead, but suddenly he heard a hoarse voice beside him.

   "That elf really meant 'it's done above'."

  Moros, who was wearing a housekeeper's suit, stepped out of the shadows and said to a group of pirates in front of him:

   "Miss Anaris's insurgent work is going very smoothly.

  The nightborn exiles in the temple have all pledged allegiance to her and her family, so send someone to receive them, and arrange a temporary settlement for them on the third deck of the Alpaca.

   Send those golems and the materials for making them to the Alpaca. "

   The undead steward is the man these pirates fear.

  Because he is always elusive, such a skill can easily steal the treasures of pirates, and can easily take the life of any guy who is unfaithful to the commander.

  Therefore, Moros' speech is very weighty.

   Under his orders, Marci immediately dispatched pirates and followed Runas into the abandoned temple. Ser Artumen's cavalry also went to the top, "escorting" these Nightborne all the way to the Alpaca.

   "Mr. Moros, I would like to apply for a supply of magic wine from Captain Eudora, as a treat for my new servants, so as to relieve their tension and depression."

At the entrance of the abandoned temple of "Peaceful Liberation", Anaris Moonshire, who was holding a glass of Millennium Magical Wine, stood under the gorgeous parasol held up by two servants for her, and said to Moros. :

   "The large amount of magic wine we looted in Suramar City last time should be enough to supply my servants for a long time. It will help them integrate into the new environment, and it will not hurt His Excellency the Commander."

   This request made Moros' nearly rotten eyes blink, and he said gently:

   "Ms. Yuejun, Captain Eudora is solely responsible for the needs of fleet supplies. You only need to persuade her about this kind of thing.

   Also, did you adjust to the life of a pirate group so quickly? You seem to be enjoying it? "

   "Well, yes, I find this kind of life interesting."

  Annaris handed the wine glass in his hand to himself, trying to pretend to be serious, but he still looked like the monkey-like butler Runas.

The latter humbly took the master's wine in his hand, took two steps back, turned around, raised his head and poured the rest of the wine into his mouth. Slightly drunk, and a little shaky.

   The poor exile called himself a citizen of Suramar, but even when he was at his most prosperous in Suramar, all his possessions could not afford the cup of this peerless treasure.

"Ugh."

  Runas' performance made Anaris frown. She really wanted to kick this shameful guy down the mountain and let such a guy be the housekeeper, which is simply humiliating the reputation of the Yue County family.

   "Mr. Morrows, as you can see, my new housekeeper is a little... indecent."

  The Moon County girl rolled her eyes, she leaned over to the old housekeeper, and pleaded:

   "I hope there is a butler who really comes from high society and can teach him some basic etiquette. I heard that you have served a real big man. Could you please help me teach Runas."

   "My former master was indeed one of the most honorable people in the world, but I am also serving a great man, Miss Tsukune.

   As a housekeeper, you cannot judge your master at will. "

  Moros replied meaningfully.

   He took another look at the drunk Runas and said:

   "Of course, I would also love to set a good example for your new housekeeper.

  Finally, I want to remind you, Miss Moon County, it is hard work under Master Black.

  The games and wars on the sea are not political games as you think. The profession of pirates also has many **** and savage actions that you have never encountered before.

   I hope you have prepared yourself mentally before you actually enter the industry. "

   After finishing speaking, Moros took a step forward, a hand knife precisely hit the neck of Runas, who had started talking nonsense, and then carried the skinny shameful guy, turned and disappeared into the shadows.

   "Well, this golem is very handsome!"

  After Moros left, the tattooed woman Marci whistled and walked over with a sailor knife.

   She saw the golden golem parked behind Anaris at a glance.

   This thing is similar in appearance to other Shaldorei golems, but it is larger, standing at more than three meters, and looks like an elephant made of steel.

  The most obvious is its livery.

   Unlike other silver-gray golems, this head is golden, golden, and has many fine decorations, looking gorgeous and powerful.

"Not bad right?"

   Seeing Marcy coming, Miss Yuejun smiled and introduced to her friend:

   "This is a gift from my personal golem advisor, Mr. Livordas, an elite golem crafted by him, whose name is 'Sephanus'.

   means 'steel giant'.

   is completely made according to the standard of the Suramar war golem. Although there are some small flaws in the energy, it is already a very good work.

  Tomorrow morning, I will ride it to the ruins of Zahnar, where I will meet the leader of the Nightborne exiles of Azsuna. "

"Um?"

   Hearing this, the tattooed female mate was stunned for a moment. She realized what Anaris was going to do, and persuaded:

   "I think you're crazy!

  Tonight you are lucky to be able to persuade these more than 100 people to surrender, and you still want to go to Zakhnar. I heard that there are more than 600 nightborn exiles there, which is a big fortress.

   You have been ruled by that Prince Aeryis for many years, you go by yourself, once those exiles have a bad mind, you are finished!

  You are not even a mage. Although your bloodline is noble, you will die if you are stabbed. "

   "No, the people of the Yuejun family never do anything they are not sure about."

  Annaris shook his head and said confidently:

   "You are not Shaldorei, my friend.

  You don't understand my clan's obsession with identity. Even if they are exiled to this wilderness, they will stubbornly try to retain their class and status.

  The leader of this group of exiles, El Yis, I have heard that he is not a prince at all, just an arrogant man from a small noble, who can gather so many people to serve him.

   As for me, I am the eldest lady of the Yue County family.

   is much nobler than his status! "

  The Moon County girl covered her mouth and smiled implicitly. Seeing that the female pirate in front of her didn't understand, she reminded again:

   "The exiles submit to false nobles in exchange for comfort, and if they have the opportunity to serve the real top nobles, they will definitely abandon the sad prince without hesitation.

   Tonight's events prove it.

   Lord Black asked you to capture exiles here, just to form another elf pirate in his fleet. Marci, my friend, who do you think is the most suitable leader of this pirate faction? "

   "Ayers?"

  The tattooed female chief mate answered without hesitation:

   "Isn't he orthodox in command of these guys? His Excellency the Commander also said that he wanted to make him a real 'pirate prince'."

"it's me!"

   Seeing that Marcy was so sluggish, Anaris shook his head helplessly.

   She put her hands on her hips, put on a graceful and noble gesture, brushed her hair, and said brightly:

   "I have identity, status, heritage, and I don't mind doing a little fraud, I am the most qualified person to be the Pirate Queen of the Nightborn!

  I am the most suitable person.

   Help me, Marci.

  You go back and tell Captain Anne what I said, if she supports me as the leader of the Nightborne pirates, I will definitely ally with her. You see, orcs and trolls are allied.

   Foxmen are neutral.

  The snake people only care about their new home on that island called Tol Barad.

   You human pirates are weak and weak, and the North Sea pirates have been hostile to Your Excellency the Commander. It is still in the investigation period, and you need friends.

I also need. "

  The Moon County girl was playing with a strand of her hair, she blinked with purple eyes, and said to the female pirate in front of her:

   "It's the same as my game of nobility in Suramar, a newly born family must have enough friends to gain a firm foothold in high society.

   Now, it is nothing more than a more exciting circle, and the rules of the game have not changed.

  Trust me my friend, I know how to use the rules best. "

   (end of this chapter)