MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-Chapter 205 24. Make a wish, please close your eyes

   Chapter 205 24. Make a wish, please close your eyes

   Ten minutes later, the "Nanhai Town Fishing Contest" ended.

  Nate lost as expected.

   Blake caught four fish, he only caught two, and Blake was still catching fish with an unbaited hook, which was much better than his homemade bait.

   "Am I really going to your ship?"

  Nate didn't try to deny it, he just said with a look of hesitation and lack of confidence:

   "But I don't know anything but fishing and dreaming. I'd rather go on a boat, broaden my horizons, travel around the world or something, and stop by Kalimdor.

   See if the scenery there is the same as in my dream.

   But I'm afraid it won't fit your boat. "

   "Don't be afraid, the crew on my ship are all good people and they're all friendly. Take this and then you go out to Tol Barad sometime, you know that place, right?"

  Black popped out a elf gold coin and put it in Nat's hand, he said to the fisherman:

   "Show this thing to the people over there, and they'll know that I asked you to go there, and they'll treat you in the most friendly way possible. Uh, if you feel a little scared alone."

  The pirate patted Nat on the shoulder and said:

   "You can take your friend Hal with you, you just have to convince him. My treatment is very good, I pay a salary every month, and it's more promising than staying in this small town.

  If Hal doesn't want to go, just tell him so."

  Black said something in Nat's ear, Nat said suspiciously:

   "Is this really good? I remember those people saying that the elves won't"

   "Shhh!"

  The pirate made a silent gesture and said:

   "I'm not as good as you in fishing, but you don't understand the mind of young people as well as I do. Don't worry, Hal will definitely go with you. As for the customs of the elves, don't care.

  They will obey, trust me. "

   "Okay, it was a pleasure chatting with you today, Nat, see you on board."

   said, Blake beckoned to the water, the little murloc croaked and rushed out of the water, covered in water stains, jumped into Blake's arms, stared wide-eyed, and waved his fist at Nat.

   "You cheat!"

  The fishing guy will finally realize that he is not losing technically.

   But Black would not give him a chance to go back.

  The pirate blinked and said:

   "Just talking about the game, and not saying you can't cheat, right? Nat Nat, you are still too young. Look at how funny I am, trust me, you will definitely have a great time on my boat.

  I'm leaving for Dalaran.

   Please tell Mayor Mareb for me. The town is very clean and there are no holes in defense. I will say a few good words to the senior military for him. "

After   , Black put the little murloc on his shoulders and walked to the military gryphon bar at the dock. After the Wildhammer dwarves joined the alliance, these brave and swift flying mounts finally became popular.

  Nate, with two fishing rods on his back, watched Blake leave surrounded by the enthusiasm of several officers, and he also saw that several junior officers asked Blake for autographs.

   On the shoulders of the pirates, the little murloc kept making faces at Nat, probably because he was angry that he had tried so hard, but he still couldn't stop the two fish from biting Nat's hook.

   The fisherman glanced at the elf gold coin in his hand.

   This thing is exquisite.

   And when it touches the skin, there will be a slight coolness, as if straight into the soul, it looks like a very expensive treasure, but Mr. Black handed it to himself.

   "It must be a big man."

  Nate put away the gold coins with a headache.

  As he said, he is actually quite satisfied with his current life, but since he promised to go to work on the ship, he should not default on his debt.

  Fortunately, I have my good friend Hal to go with me.

   Thinking of this, Nat suddenly felt relieved, and when he thought that he had the opportunity to go to those places in his dream, his mood suddenly improved.

   He quickly came to Hal's house and shouted to Hal, who was packing his bags and seemed to really plan to join the army:

   "Hal, I've found a good job for you! There is a captain who has a lot of money and invites the two of us to work on the ship, and we get paid every month.

  You will no longer be despised by your beloved girl because you can't afford a farm. "

   "Captain? Going to sea? I'm not going."

  Hal was out of anger now, he looked back at Nat and said:

   "I'm going to join the army, you know."

   "But the captain told me that he knew some single, hot and open elf girls!"

  Nate repeated what Blake had taught him to Hal:

   "He said he could introduce you to him. The captain looked like a decent man. After chatting with me for a long time, I felt that he should not lie."

   "Elves?"

  Hal raised his head suddenly, his eyes shining and said:

   "The pointy-eared, well-built kind? Are they as beautiful as the high elves we saw in Tarren Mill?"

   "Uh, I don't know."

  Nate grabbed his hair and said:

   "But since they are elves, they should all have pointed ears, right? And the captain said that his ship is still in Tol Barad."

   "Then go!"

  Hal grabbed the packed clothes on the bed, pulled Nat's arm excitedly, and rushed to the dock.

   As he walked, he said:

   "Tol Ballard, I know how to get there. Go west from Palatine Bay and follow the ocean current. It's only three days' journey. We can set off with some dry food and water."

   "But aren't you going to join the army? Hal, me"

   "Shut up, Nat! No matter how good Marshal Lothar's army is, they won't give me a wife. It's all your fault for those weird dreams that made me want to find an elf wife since I was a child.

   It's all your fault, Nat.

  You have to take responsibility! Let's go, stop talking, let's find a wife and go to sea! "

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  The capital of magic, what should it be like?

   There are traces of magic everywhere, all over the mage tower, and mage walking all over the street?

   Or should it be majestic, like Lordaeron?

  The answer is, neither.

   When Blake landed on the flying platform of the steeple on the edge of Dalaran City in the afternoon sunlight, what caught his eye was a rather desolate city.

   has a very mysterious violet dome and white towers of varying heights.

   and a very charming wide street planned.

   But it's not lively at all here.

   was very different from the overcrowded Dalaran pomp that Blake remembered.

   He used the Orb of Deception on the way, which would transform into a potbellied Gilnean merchant with a suitcase, a top hat, and a cane in his hand.

   There is no way for the little fish to disguise.

   It was lying in the lined pocket of Black's coat, staring wide-eyed, looking curiously at the city with many slender and towering mage towers in front of him.

  Black is like a tourist, wandering around in this quiet Dalaran city.

  The city is of course much bigger than in the game.

  According to Blake's estimation, it would take several hours to walk around on foot, and there are many places that are prohibited from entering by non-professional lawyers.

  The streets are also patrolled by war mages wearing violet tabards and holding staffs.

   Outside the city gate, there are many farmers hired from the surrounding area as workers, repairing the city wall that was damaged by the red dragon of the orcs during the war, that place looks noisy.

   is in stark contrast to the desolation elsewhere.

   However, the buildings here are really interesting.

  The large and small towers in the city, including the places where the civilians live, are mostly purple bud-shaped spires, and there are also round domes.

   There is also the magic pattern of violet patterns entwined back and forth, which can be seen everywhere in Dalaran.

  This thing is not only the official emblem of Dalaran City, but also the magic flow embellishment often used by human mages when casting spells.

   I have to say that the mages chose this kind of beautiful and mysterious pattern as their own symbol, which is really a stroke of genius. At a glance, ordinary people can perceive the "mystery and power" of magic.

   But that thing also deceives people who don't know how to do it.

  Blake is now a spellcaster in size, and the inner meaning of those lines could not deceive him. After half an hour of sightseeing, the pirates lost interest in this magical capital full of secrets.

too big.

   And he can't ride out the **** horse in an open and fair manner.

   In addition, mage towers have been opened in many places in the city, and you cannot enter and sneak at will. The battle mages patrolling the streets also make the pirates feel very insecure.

  He followed the direction in his memory and came to the Magic Commercial Street, planning to buy some materials.

   There are shops selling all kinds of spell casting materials all over this street. It is built on the outskirts of Dalaran City and is a V-shaped street, and the shape of the shops is also different from those exaggerated and gorgeous mage towers.

   Most of the shops here are flat-topped, and some of the more famous ones are decorated with purple bud-shaped spires, indicating that they are doing business related to mysterious arcane magic.

  The pirate held a list in his hand.

   went around in several magic shops, and finally bought all these rare materials, which cost him a lot of money.

   But these materials are very important.

  Especially in what the pirate is going to do next, without these things, a big thing he has been planning can't be done.

   After just walking around in a circle like this, the time has come to evening.

  Blake eased his shoulders, looked left and right, reached out and took out a letter from his pocket and put it into the magic mailbox on the street.

   That was to remind Merry Winterwind that he had come, so the old mage was ready to receive him.

   "Tsk tsk, magic fountain!"

  Blake walked forward for a while and came to the central square of Dalaran, and then saw the legendary wishing fountain on the edge of the square.

   This is a very magical place and one of the mystical legends of Dalaran.

  It is said that this fountain has magical powers. Write your wish on a coin, then throw it in, and sincerely pray to the arcane magic, and you can achieve whatever you want.

   This rumor spread in the human kingdom is divine.

   Even the farmers in the countryside know this.

  Blake walked over and took a look. Under this small Lion's Mouth Fountain, at the bottom of the clear pool, a whole layer of coins of various colors had been piled up.

  From the lowest-level copper coins, to the shiny gold coins, to the rare elf coins, they are all in it.

   It seems that there are many people who make a wish, but there are probably very few people who can achieve what they want.

   "It's all coming, right?"

  Blake looked left and right, took out a copper coin from his pocket, thought about it, and then replaced it with a silver coin, and was about to write on it.

   gritted his teeth again and exchanged them for gold coins.

   Then he picked up the knife and engraved a line of words. When he was about to throw it in, he turned the gold coin over and engraved another line of words on the back.

   Then he folded his hands in satisfaction, closed his eyes and prayed a few words, and threw them away.

   "Clap"

The   gold coin went into the water and splashed a small splash. Seeing the splash, the pirate's mood improved a little, but then he shook his head.

   There is no fountain. It's too childish.

  I am a vicious pirate!

  How can you believe this?

   "I dare not fulfill my wish, next time I come over, I will tear you apart!"

  Black said something vicious to the small fountain and stretched his body again, but just as he started, he heard a noise from the street behind him.

   He looked back and found that there was a disturbance at the entrance of a tavern. Several drunk young mages rolled up their sleeves and were fighting, not knowing what they were arguing about.

   But the pirates keenly saw something discordant.

  Beyond the crowd, a few sneaky guys were dragging a girl who was unconscious with drinking and walked into the dark alley.

   "No way! Is it so effective?"

  The pirate's eyes widened for a moment, and then he looked back at the still-quiet little fountain.

He says:

   "But did you fulfill Drake's wish? Or Blake's wish? Hey, there's a big difference between the two, don't play dead, bastard!"

   (end of this chapter)