New Order of Azeroth

Vanessa tapped the fishman chef with her finger: "Cookie, actually I think you have good qualifications. What if, I mean what if, you were allowed to replace the old blind man and become the king of the fishmen? Northen Northen There is a Lich King in Germany, I think you can be a Murloc King too!"

"Gah?" The fishman chef made a sound similar to that of a duck. He tilted his head and stared at Vanessa with his two big watery eyes, as if asking what the king meant.

"The king has a lot of benefits. Please listen to me and tell you carefully..." She started to think about it, what are the benefits of the king? Taking the blame? Assassinated by an orc? When the enemy comes, stay in front? Should we stand behind the troops when they retreat?

Thinking about it this way, the king is so miserable! Worse than the president of South Korea, only a fool wants to be the king!

Of course, you can't say the same about the fishman chef.

"There are so many benefits! You can hit whoever you want! You can do whatever you want, no one will care about you, and no one will dare to hit you..." Vanessa gushed like she was coaxing a kindergarten child. He talked a lot about the benefits of 'King'.

The fishman chef held up a fire stick and started to hit his head. This was his usual way of thinking about problems. It made a 'bang bang' sound, like knocking on a wooden fish.

After waiting for half a minute, this guy with relatively high intelligence among his peers shook his head vigorously and rejected the proposal.

He danced and explained his reasons.

The reason why the fishman chef refused was actually very simple. He couldn't beat the current leader of the fishmen, Old Blind Eye. In a fair fight, the other party could kill him with a single charge.

Go in a battleship? Is that still a fair duel? No matter how stupid a fishman is, he still has some intelligence.

"That's it..." After listening to the fishman chef's explanation, Vanessa was a little depressed. After thinking about it carefully, she felt that the fishman chef's refusal was reasonable. It's useless to follow rules these days. It's a critical moment. You still have to look at your fists. You won’t have the confidence to talk about your fists.

She had never seen that old blind man. She guessed that according to the human hierarchy, he was probably at the mid-level level. The fishman chef could act like he was stewing himself in an iron pot when he had nothing to do, but there was no chance of fighting.

She came up with another solution, sneaking over and killing the old blind man secretly, and then supporting the fishman chef as the king.

This method has also been rejected. There is no peace among the fish people. Challenges happen from time to time. Cookies were too easy to reveal their secrets in the past. They may be able to fool them today, but what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? Without any strength, the fishman chef might be killed by his fishmen one day.

Those who are powerful are not fish-men, but those who are fish-men are not strong enough.

How to do it? A nearly unsolvable problem was placed in front of Vanessa. The advisory team did not think she could solve this problem. They all suggested that she follow the old practice and send troops to kill the fishmen every year. If you feel uneasy, the worst we can do is send out two more times. .

After thinking about it, Vanessa, who was very imaginative, actually came up with a solution the next day.

You you on the line? Yes, I can do it! She wants to dress up as a fish-man and sneak in to become the king.

"Transfiguration? Sorry, there is no spell specifically for transforming into a fishman, at least I haven't heard of it." The female mage was not optimistic about her whimsical idea. She looked through the magic book twice and couldn't see anything that could change people. The spell of a fishman.

This spell is actually not difficult, but no one, or no mage, thinks in the direction of fishmen, so this spell has not been developed until today! The female mage said that she could write to her colleagues in Dalaran and ask them to develop such a spell, but it would only require some experimental funds and time.

When she heard that money was required, Vanessa shook her head. It cost money for such a trivial thing! And they didn't study it right away. They studied it for a year and a half. During this period, the expenses for other experiments and the expenses for eating, drinking and sleeping were all calculated on their side. Should I reimburse them? Go ahead and dream!

What a big deal it is to have enough food and clothing by yourself!

Vanessa took out her needle and thread, found some pieces of leather from the warehouse, and sewed a fish-man leather case that was two sizes larger according to the shape of the fish-man chef! Just like the one in front of the mall who was wearing a cartoon doll suit and handing out flyers. It wasn't as good-looking as others, so she made a crude version.

I remember that there was a druid who did this. She was able to get away with it by copying cats and animals.

Normal people can spot problems at a glance, but fish people have low intelligence! Even if what she did was extremely rough, it would still be no problem if she fooled her a few times.

At least the fishman chef can't see the problem!

After two days of work and several needle holes on her fingers, Vanessa's fish-man leather sheath was finally finished.

The female mage suppressed her laughter and added Language Proficiency to her. Then she watched her put the leather sheath on herself, imitating the appearance of a fish-man, and took two steps.

"Let's go! Let's kill the old blind man, and then you can call me... what name can you call me?... By the way, call me King Gulu Gulu, you are my blah blah blah Prime Minister!" Vanessa waved her hand, UU read www.uukanshu. net motioned for the fishman chef to follow.

Being proficient in languages ​​is not very useful to a fish-man. Many words are too rudimentary to even be translated by magic. There must be a real fish-man around to speak for a Xibei like her.

Saying goodbye to the female mage, Vanessa took an aggressive step and led the fishman chef towards the long beach where the fishmen were entrenched.

Strictly speaking, her leather sheath is pretty well made. There are holes for the eyes and mouth so that she can't see anything inside. There's also a zipper on the back. When she wants to take it off, she can pull the zipper open and she can jump. come out.

The dagger and sword were hidden in the holster, and she carried various poisons with her, as well as grappling hooks, lock picking tools, and ropes. She even brought a goblin shotgun. If the situation was not good, these equipment could definitely help her kill Make a bloody path.

King Gulu Gulu walked on the beach with square steps and his hands behind his back.

The prime minister was holding the blood flag and running continuously. According to the tradition of the fish people, this was a ceremony to challenge the local leader.

There were already some murlocs hiding in the water plants and watching them from behind rocks. The sound of wow wow was endless.

Not long after, I saw a purple figure running from far away at a speed of almost thirty kilometers per hour.

The speed is really not slow, Vanessa can get rid of this fish man by sprinting in a short distance, but her endurance is not that good.

"It's Brak." The fishman chef whispered to her.

Is this the prototype of the poem ‘Run, Brother’? Vanessa took a look. This guy had a violent look in his eyes and a bit of blood on his body. He was definitely not a kind person.

With the arrival of Brak, the surrounding fishmen immediately became quiet. It can be seen how cruel this purple-skinned fishman is in normal times.