Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 982 78. The sour smell of love on today's Nagfar is full

   "Halfway through the voyage, we will soon arrive at the Broken Isles, where we will pick up our captain, and we will sail directly from Stormheim to Kalimdor.

   This voyage has not been run before. Although there is a chart of the Kul Tiras Navy, it is still necessary to prepare in advance. "

   In the captain's room of the Nagfar, First Officer Sefir was assigning tasks to the important members of his ship. In fact, it was a routine reminder to let them have snacks while working.

   Now that the Nagfar has a ship spirit, it has become more and more psychic, but also more critical.

  The beautiful ship spirit has strict requirements for neatness. After all, girls always have to clean up themselves.

   She also liked some very peculiar decorations.

   Presumably under the influence of the captain, the Nagfar began to request evil symbols such as skulls to be embellished on her masts, lights and spiral staircases.

   This made the ghost sailors on the ship suffer. In addition to cleaning the deck every day, they had to work hard to please the ship girl herself.

   But for now, things are still under control.

  Thanks to the "good communication" between Chief Mate Seifel and Nagfar, the ship's spirit, some unrealistic children's ideas were rejected at the stage of proposal.

   After all, Blake probably wouldn't like his black ghost ship being painted the pink of a girl's heart, right? Then he and all the undead pirates would be the laughing stock of the sea.

   Maybe there will be a **** nickname like "Pink Fur Rabbit".

   "You can rest assured, chief officer, with us there, nothing will happen to the ship!"

   "That's right! Anyone who dares to make trouble will be killed!"

   "Ha, our demons are already hungry and thirsty!"

   In front of the first officer, the rare reunion of the trio of warlocks is clapping their chests to express their strength and attitude.

   These three guys were not on the crew list for this voyage.

   But they heard that this trip to Kalimdor was led by the captain himself, and immediately worked overtime to complete the lesson plan for the upcoming Warlock School within three days.

   then stared at the red eyes and eagerly got on the boat.

   In name, it was to investigate the topography of the Kalimdor Continent and draw a geographic map for Nar'Thalas College, but in fact, it was to rush over and lick Black.

   This was two major events in a row that they didn't take them to play, which made the Warlock trio feel a terrible "crisis of falling out of favor".

   For any jester, falling out of favor means a fatal crisis, and being forgotten means death!

  Although they are also given the heavy responsibility by Black to be responsible for the teaching and management of the Warlock School, how can such a position be as important as following the captain?

   If you don't hurry up and come to brush your sense of existence, what if the captain really forgets these "loyal ministers"?

  Evil Eye, Zarak and Kanrisad's careful thoughts could not be concealed from Sefir, but the first officer also had his own considerations for letting them on board.

  The second mate, Little Xingxing, has not been on duty. The third mate, Pascal, is obsessed with mechanical transformation, and basically doesn't care about anything. Fenna, the boatswain, went to participate in the strength test.

   Deck Gunner Joan Creedorn was sent to Black Rook Hold for "study studies", although the Nagfar didn't have any guns for them to operate either.

   In short, this is a huge ghost ship, and now the only commander is Sefir. The members of the opera troupe in the cabin expressed their willingness to help, but the problem is that Sefir does not dare to let the group of singers mess around.

  At a time when Nagfar is getting more critical, she must find a group of people who can work.

The    trio of warlocks are good at flattering, and their business ability is also great. The most important thing is that their loyalty is unparalleled, which can just fill the vacancy of the commander on this trip.

   In addition, another important reason is that

  It’s too tiring to bring children.

  Seifer somewhat underestimated the difficulty of the job.

   She has been exhausted by Nagfar's "wonderful ideas" in recent days, and urgently needs to find some "nanny" who can make children happy to help her share the pressure.

"The most important job of the three of you, aside from keeping the Nagfar in operation, is to keep my daughter Nagfar in a good mood and to stop her in time when she does something stupid. "

  Sefir took off his captain's hat, rubbed his forehead and said to the three warlocks in front of him:

   "The priority of this work is very high. When necessary, you can temporarily put down your work, understand?"

   "Understood, too much."

  Evil Eye glanced at his two evil brothers, the three nodded to each other, and Evil Eye said to Sefir:

   "Don't worry, mate, we will make the eldest lady happy, and we will definitely not bring any burden to your work. In fact, I think you are too tired, you may take a break.

   Let's take care of Miss. "

   After finishing speaking, the trio of warlocks withdrew with a wink, and took away some information files of ships that Sefir had not finished processing.

  After they left, the first mate Long got up, stretched a lot on the spot, walked to Black's big round bed, and fell on his back with a bang.

   She moved her cheeks on the bed, buried her face on Blake's pillow, rubbed it back and forth like a cat, and was soon purring comfortably.

  It is really tiring to bring children.

  Smelly Captain must compensate himself. Otherwise, he will quit his job!

   On the other side, Nagfar, who was wearing a pirate outfit, was akimbo, looking at the three self-proclaimed "loyal servants" who appeared in front of her. She knew that they were followers of her father.

   And one of the oldest people to follow him.

   Probably because of his love for Wujiwu, Nagfar doesn’t hate these three guys either.

   She looked at Evil Eye, Zaraq and Kanrisad, raised her head, and said in a saucy tone:

   "What do you all know? I have a high opinion of picking servants. Except for the bad little fishmen, I am one! One! All! Look! No! Go!

   But the murloc is Daddy's treasure and I can't take it away. "

   "Yeah, we know a lot, Miss."

  Evil Eyes rubbed his hands together, and said to Nagfar with a flattering face:

   "How about I show you a little devil riding a hellhound and jumping through a fire ring? It's not me, the devil little devils I trained are just like circus acrobats."

   "What's the point? Does the noble lady want to watch a circus for fun? This is too bad!"

  Zarak immediately puffed out his chest and said proudly:

   "Dear Miss, I just had my succubus rehearse a beautiful play, which describes the whole process of your growth as a ship spirit.

   I have carefully selected the most beautiful succubus to play you, you will love this elegant art. "

   "Bah, Opera? You're not kidding, are you?"

   The skinny boy said gloomily:

   "Miss, if you want to watch an opera, why don't you just go to the opera house in the cabin? You two, you are really too weak, and I have to go out at the critical moment.

  Look, Miss, this is a treasure I made just for you. "

   Kanrisad waved and took out a dark red hellfire orb, handed it to Nagfar in front of him, and held the ship spirit in front of him.

   Soon, a barren demon world was reflected in her eyes.

   And through the connection between the hellfire orb in his hand and the spirit, Nagfar found that he could manipulate a flame imp to bounce around in the devil's world.

   feels very real.

   Kanrisad introduced:

"This is my inspiration from the mechanical games of Mechagon's mechanical gnomes and the arena of Tol Barad. With this Hellfire Orb, you can control the demons in the Twisting Nether and command them to challenge the powerful the demons.

   After defeating the enemy, they can devour magic energy to strengthen themselves, and they can also look for treasures to arm them.

   Miss, you can cultivate your own powerful demons with your own hands.

   If you like a demon, we can help you summon it from the Twisting Nether and become your personal servant.

  You see, the captain is a powerful warlock. As his precious daughter, you should also inherit her father's business. "

   "Hey, this is fun!"

  Nagfar immediately became interested. She held the Hellfire Orb and directed her little devil to jump up and down to attack a demon guard, only to be slashed by the angry demon.

   But the ship spirit was not angry, but began to choose the next "character" with great interest.

   The three warlocks looked at each other and gave each other a thumbs up.

   Of course, this delicate thing cannot be made by Kanrisad alone.

  Actually, it was made by the three of them together, and there was a performance just now, just to pull Miss Shipling into the way of the warlock.

   With the captain's treasures trusting them, their position in the captain's mind is guaranteed.

   "I'm too bored to play alone."

   After Nagfar gave away three demons in a row, she raised her head, waved her hands at the three warlocks in front of her, and said:

   "You also play with me, walk around, I choose a quiet cabin, we play together, you play well with me, I will send you baby.

  Let's go, we must defeat the demon guard guarding the demon tower today, I'm so mad! Killed me three times in a row! "

   "Fine, we'll be here."

  The three warlocks winked and took out the Hellfire Orb that had been prepared long ago, accompanied the eldest lady to the cabin, Zarak looked left and right on the way, took out a magic stone and put it on his mouth and whispered:

   "Clinflan, let the eldest lady clear the level next time, put the reward in place, and tell Glazer that it's time for her to go out in the next level.

   Acting like a point!

  You have to coax the eldest lady, this concerns us and your future.

   Understand? "

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   "Bang, a child's toy."

   On the deck of the Nagfar, Ms. Saratas, who was lying on a deck chair watching the underwater scenery, pouted her lips in disdain. She saw all the movements of the three warlocks.

   commented disdainfully.

   But she also had to admit that in coaxing her children, she was not as good as these three cunning and flattering warlocks.

  Xalatas also tried to win over Nagfar, she knew Nagfar's place in Black's heart, but after trying for a few days, she gave up.

   The same reason as Sefir was tired, Miss Void Essence, who had never had childcare experience, underestimated the difficulty of this matter.

   She gave up getting closer to Nagfar and was ready to directly attack the deepest part of the fortress to capture Black Shaw's spiritual city.

   She is now happily looking forward to the upcoming night that will be hers and Blake's.

   She has an idea and is moving forward.

   She won't give in to Maiev.

   "Hey, that old mage next to you, why are you smirking? It's like a licking dog sticking its tongue out."

  Xalatas went through the plan again in her mind. She turned to look at the reclining chair beside her. Khadgar, who was wearing a mage robe, was holding a wooden box with a fascinated smile on his face.

   This gave the Void Essence a whiff of gossip, and she said to Khadgar:

   "Since you got on the boat, you have been showing that weird smile. From my understanding of human nature, either you are about to acquire powerful powers and are fascinated.

   Either you are about to complete the biggest challenge in your life and gain the desire of your heart.

   I heard, you've been secretly in love with a wild female orc?

  Is the boxed dagger a gift for her? "

   "I don't want to answer that question."

   Khadgar raised his face and said to the gossipy Xal'atas:

   "I was just invited by Blake Shaw to meet an old friend, it's not as dirty as you think, we are a very pure friendship.

   We have experienced life and death together, we have experienced betrayal and misunderstanding together, and we have survived to the end together and have obtained the liberation of our desires.

   Those dark pasts are the shackles between us, the bond that cannot be severed. "

   "Sounds like love."

  Void Essence raised his eyebrows and said:

   "To tell you the truth, I'm actually about to reap the love that belongs to me. Although it's still a little far to touch the heart, at least physical intimacy has to be achieved.

   This is a great milestone and I just want to share the joy with you. "

   "I don't care about the pleasures of the flesh."

   Khadgar looked lonely and begged for defeat, he said:

   "What I'm after is spiritual companionship, ma'am, neither I nor her are that superficial."

   "No no no, Khadgar, you are wrong."

  The third voice also quickly joined their discussion. On the third reclining chair placed horizontally, Archmage Ellan came in full spirit with a "Special Ghost Drink".

   put the book in his hand on the small table next to him, and while lying on the chaise longue, he said to Xalatas and Khadgar in the attitude of a visitor:

   "To pursue the perfect love, the company of spirit and life is indispensable.

   I know that orthodox spellcasters like you always emphasize that "dependence on material is betrayal of spirit", but this sentence cannot be used emotionally.

   Back then, the initial conflict between me and Magna stemmed from this.

   She is a passionate woman, and I was born and raised in a very dogmatic organization.

   We had a quarrel to the point of being separated, and it was not until one day when I accidentally saw Magna's diary that I realized her distress.

A    spiritual companion is important, but the passion that sustains your life is the key to getting you through tough times together. "

   Archmage Ellen laughed, picked up the book at hand, and said:

   "Garona Haverson is an amazing lady, her experience makes it impossible for her to follow the rules, maybe you can learn from Ms. Saratas.

   Being a 'bad guy' occasionally doesn't hurt your charm. "

   "Is that so?"

   Khadgar listened carefully to Elan's "teaching". He knew that this ghostly archmage was his predecessor, and he had a lot of experience to learn, whether in magic or in life.

   "Master, you talk a lot about **** today."

   Xalatas snorted and looked at Elam, she squeezed her eyes and said:

   "Is it because I'm going to see my wife, so I'm full of expectations? Do you need me to temporarily prepare a movable body for you? Look at how beautiful the 'clothes' on me are.

   I can always prepare a set for you if you need it.

   I think this fool next to me is very suitable. Although he is a little old, he is still full of energy. Just nod your head and I will send it to you tonight.

  If you fancy something else, I'll kill it for you, but Blake can't.

   He belongs to me. "

   (end of this chapter)