Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 746 77. I also have excellent intelligence workers under Blake!

  After seeing off a group of girls who were distracted, the pirate returned to the deserted island he named "Freedom Town" by flying with the harvest of the trip.

   The skinny boy and his apprentice who were left here have instructed the crew of the Nagfar to establish a small semi-permanent station on the desert island.

   Eudora, who was making a big purchase in Boralus Harbor and going back to Booty Bay to make a fortune, also sent Foxmen to take over the station here.

  According to Black's imagination, "Freedom" will become the stronghold of the undead pirates in Kul Tiras.

   Of course, on the surface it is a transit station belonging to the Wharton Trading Company.

With the fleets of Daelin and Kul Tiras still in existence, this trading station is destined to not play a big military role, but it can provide an additional foothold in the South China Sea for the undead fleet destined to roam the endless sea in the future. It's good.

  As the captain returned, the ghost ship that had "rested" in the trench below the deserted island for several days was immediately ready to set sail.

   This time, they will bypass the southwestern coast of Tiragarde Sound and head to the inland area of ​​Kul Tiras, the Drustvar Mountains ruled by House Waycrest.

   This is not the first time the Nagfar has been there, the first upgrade of the ghost ship was done in Drustvar, so this time it is a revisit.

   is also very much like an old horse knows his way.

  There is no need for pirates or chief mates to manipulate, the ghost ship can find its own route and head to the Falcon Forest Town pier in the southeast of Drusva.

   "Captain, are you sure you want to support that unknown Trixie as the new leader of the mechanical gnomes?"

  In the captain's room, after first officer Sefir ran to watch the strange mechanical gnome captive, he hurried here and discussed "big things" with his captain.

   She said to Blake seriously:

   "She is not the same as your previous criteria for selecting 'Albatross', she is neither a famous big man in the mechanical gnomes, nor the daughter of King Mechagon.

   She was born with a lack of legitimacy.

   Even if we help her get rid of the deranged Mecha-king and her gang leader, she'll be hard-pressed to keep the big picture on her own.

   I mean, her people may thank her, but they certainly won't obey her so easily. After all, their down-and-out prince is still there.

   From this point of view, perhaps it would be easier for us to form an alliance with that Prince Erazmin after going to Mechagon Island after we were done with Drustvar. "

   "Well, your considerations are very profound, and the development and growth of the fleet requires wisdom like yours."

  Blake filled in the magic fill-in-the-blank questions on the exam paper without raising his head. He answered those advanced arcane knowledge points with ease, and said to Sefir:

   "Under normal circumstances, I would definitely take your suggestion, but the problem is that mechanical gnomes are not ordinary civilizations.

   If you get to know them deeply, you will find that when it comes to choosing the spokesperson for the fleet, it makes no difference whether it is Prince Erazmin, who has clearly rebelled against his father, or Trixie, or even Bondo Block.

   Because their number is too small.

   escaped the persecution of King Mechagon, and the number of mechanical gnomes who are still 'alive' and have free will can no longer support their existence as a racial civilization. "

  The pirates stopped.

I felt the banging noises from the surrounding cabins that belonged to the dwarfs when they were studying engineering. It seemed that he was thinking about the answer to the arcane magic question in front of him, and it seemed that he was persuading Sefi, who gradually understood. Er explained:

   "You have to understand, my first officer, a race that is keen on self-mechanical transformation, their reproduction speed and total number can never be too high.

   I asked Overspark before, and the Great Inventor told me that in the Gnomeregan records, there were only a few thousand people who followed King Mechagon when he left the birthplace of the gnomes.

  Thousands of years have now passed, and the number of mechanical gnomes at their most prosperous period before the Mechagon Rebellion had only just exceeded 100,000.

  A small island can meet their daily needs.

   And just a few people were killed overnight under King Mechagon's mad mechanical return plan! The remaining mechanical gnome exiles also split.

  The guys who believed in the mechanical origin theory of King Mechagon voluntarily accepted the fully mechanized transformation.

The rest of the    followed their prince and fled to the surface against the tyrannical king.

The last part of    completely lost confidence and belonged to the ambitious mechanical warlord Bondo Block, of course, I prefer to call them "gangsters". "

   Having said this, the magic eyeball on Black's shoulder turned and looked at Sefir, he said:

"The entire surface of Mechagon Island has been turned into a **** heap during the three-way battle, and the cavemen on the island are still rising. In such a chaotic situation, the brilliant technological civilization of the mechanical gnomes has essentially fallen into itself. Collapsing doomsday.

   Even if the prince finally wins, with his few followers, he is destined to be unable to independently rebuild the civilization of the mechanical gnomes.

  If the prince is sensible enough, there is only one choice left for him: to join his ancient brethren and return to Khaz Modan's mechanical city of Gnomeregan.

   Relying on the relatively large number of gnomes to maintain the survival of the mechanical gnome civilization. That means they will become a branch of the gnome race and will always exist as vassals and overseas territories of the gnomes.

  So, we and Prince Erazmin don't actually have any common interests, he can't choose us between the gnomes and us, which is a matter of race survival for him.

   As for that gang leader Bondo Big Block

  I haven't seen him, but I know from Trixie's description that the guy is an ambitious, snake-spirited guy, and he does have enough power to dominate.

   But he was more concerned with his own interests. "

  The pirate pouted and said:

   "I can indeed ally with him, and I'm sure he'll be happy to have an additional naval force as an ally.

   But if another powerful and hostile faction offered him an olive branch, I'm sure Bondo Chung would have no hesitation in selling me.

   Also, Mechagon is so close to Kul Tiras mainland, right?

  Have to guard against it.

  Once Mechagona's high technology, which is like an 'alien' compared to other races, falls into Daelin's hands, what am I still doing at sea?

   Ma Liu disbanded the fleet and went back to be my prince. Wouldn't it be more comfortable to wait for the old man to pass the throne to me? "

  Blake has already said this. If Sefir still doesn't understand, she's too incompetent as a first mate.

   Pirate Dragon blinked and said to Black:

   "Trixie is familiar with the gangster system and doesn't have enough say to take over Bondo Chung's 'legacy', she can only use our strength to stabilize her power.

  She will obey us, at least initially, she will do her best to serve the fleet in exchange for support.

   When her rule over the gang is solid, the power of the fleet will rise to the next level. At that time, even if she has her own thoughts, she will have to weigh the price of rebellion.

   Wonderful, Captain!

  I thought you were a random person, it seems that you are still as prudent as ever. Perhaps I should praise you, your dark wisdom is as sharp as ever. "

   "Don't learn to talk to those uneasy bastards."

  Black glanced at the First Mate Long and said:

   "You are in the mood to flatter me here, why don't you go to the bilge to see how far my baby ship's consciousness has developed? It's been almost a month, why hasn't she formed a conscious body?

  I'm still waiting for my 'ship girl' to appear. "

   "I've seen it before."

  Sefir answered with his hips crossed:

"This process can't be rushed. Although the Nagfar's ship spirit consciousness is huge but fragmented, she is like a newborn child. Would you like to 'eat' the soul of the complete black dragon princess Onyxia? possible.

   So the process is more similar to fusion.

The ship spirit consciousness born    will have some of Onyxia's character characteristics, you can regard her as a continuation of the existence of the Black Dragon Princess.

   This is the process of 'shaping the soul', and it's not as simple as you think. "

   "Okay, then I won't rush you, so be careful."

  Blake reminded, and then focused on her magic test questions. First mate Long quietly exited the captain's room. When she closed the door, she heard the smelly pirate again:

   "Is my gift for Arthur and Meredith ready?"

   "Well, it's chosen."

  Sefir stuck his head out from behind the door and said:

   "The official gift will be sent in the name of the Albatross Chamber of Commerce. The 'work allowance' for Meredith is also ready, and when we reach Drustvar, she will also set off for Arom's Terrace.

   Then you can reward your first albatross with your own hands, my captain. "

   "Okay, you're doing things, I don't worry. When patrolling the ships, let the noisy dwarfs beat their banging a little bit, I still have to learn, bastard!

   Throw them all into the sea and drown them any more! "

  The pirate glared at the noisy sounds around him, scolded him, then gave Sefir a thumbs up, and the first mate Long laughed proudly, pushed his hat and slammed the door shut.

   After a few minutes, there were several dwarf screams from the other side of the cabin.

   Then, the whole world went quiet.

  Black can finally complete his magic test paper with satisfaction.

  In this way, after a day and a night of sailing, the extremely fast Nagfar docked at the dock of Falcon Forest Town in the southeast of Drusva Mountains under the darkness.

   In this place where the power of the tide sages is rarely affected, the ghost ship finally does not have to be so cautious and can relax a little.

   "You continue sailing along the coastline of Drustvar, stopping under the sea cliffs of Waycrest Manor in the northernmost part of the mountains. After I have finished my work here, we will sail straight to Mechagon."

  Black rode the Hippogryph sky and took off from the deck of the ghost ship. He circled around the trestle of the small pier a few times, and then instructed the first mate on the deck:

   "Remember to replenish supplies in Klein City, get some engineering originals according to Trixie's request, and quickly recover the hapless Shaw from the 'Ant-Man' state.

   There's something for him in Stormsong Valley. "

   "Okay, Captain, you have a good trip."

  Sefir agreed and waved goodbye to Black again.

  The pirate nodded, patted the hippogryph on the neck, and flew towards the middle of the Drusva Mountains in the dark under the "escort" of the little fishman riding the big owl.

  Behind him, the Nagfar dived silently again in the dark night, disappearing under the tranquil waves like a real ocean ghost.

   Relying on the elemental blessing of the Hydraxian Legion, it carried Blake to avoid the monitoring of Kul Tiras by the tide sages, roaming around, and it was the most perfect "tool ship".

On Black's side, he flew through the fiery crimson forest below in the dark, and followed the ridge all the way up. When dawn was approaching, he and the little murloc finally reached the mountain in the center of the Drustwa Mountains. in town.

  This is called Arom's Platform.

   As the name suggests, it was established in honor of Arom Waycrest, the first lord of Kul Tiras.

  Speaking of which, if the Kul Tirans were to continue the tradition of choosing their king, the Waycrest family was actually more qualified to be the royal family than the Proudmoore family.

   But the family keeps an ancient oath.

   They almost never took a step out of the dark mountains they sheltered, and it was precisely because of this noble tradition of oath-keeping that House Waycrest gained a high reputation in Kul Tiras.

  The simple mountain folk of Drustvar know only Waycrest, but not Proudmoore.

   To be honest, this is basically no different from splitting the earth and closing the country.

   But every king trusts the Waycrest family very much, and they are not worried that this family will rebel at all. There is even a local slang saying that absolute loyalty flows in the veins of the Waycrest family.

   Facts have proved that the Waycrest family is also worthy of this trust.

  In the past thousand years, no matter how strong or weak Kul Tiras was, the lords who ruled over the mountain people stood firmly behind the king and never overstepped.

   However, now that the time has come, Arthur Waycrest, who is about to take over as the head of the Waycrest family, may have to make some decisions that go against the traditions of his ancestors.

   Not because Arthur himself has ambitions, but because he has a wife who doesn't make people worry.

   "Thank you for coming, Your Highness."

   On a high-desire observation deck on Arom's Terrace, in the pre-dawn night, the hooded Miss Meredith heard a movement behind her.

   She held the rose rapier that was used for decoration at her waist and looked back. When she saw Blake walking out of the shadows, the intelligent prospective countess immediately bowed and saluted.

   On her pure white neck, the luxurious jewelry that Blake had given him dropped down, revealing the delicate Azshara gold coin.

   "Your presence will make my wedding with Arthur shine brightly, and that's why Arthur and I can officially serve you the Millennium Loyalty of the Waycrest Family."

   Miss Meredith said softly.

   These words made Blake extremely satisfied.

  Look, what is an excellent intelligence worker?

   For the sake of Black's career, Miss Meredith did not hesitate to "sacrifice herself" to break into the target's bed by means of "personal investigation" for long-term lurking.

   can also exert a strong subjective initiative to help Black establish his own power in Kul Tiras.

   Up to now, he even took the initiative to help her husband to rebel and let him join Black's great cause.

To be honest, if it weren't for the tradition of undead pirates not giving medals, Blake would definitely have awarded Meredith a one-ton "King of Spies" medal for her contribution to her cause. .

   The quasi-countess who is white and beautiful, with a valiant and valiant manner, and full of femininity all over her body, is the excellent subordinate that Blake hopes to see.

   Really should let his incompetent and useless subordinates come to observe and learn.

  If there are ten such excellent "albatrosses" under the command of the stinky pirates, why not worry about great things?

   (end of this chapter)