Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 117
Nanhai Town covers a small area, at least compared to Dalaran, it is pitifully small. The outer perimeter of the town is a wooden wall, on which there are constant patrols of guards carrying bows and arrows. Their sharp eyes scan the area within 100 meters. Any living thing, of course, including the carriage and the people on the carriage coming unhurriedly from a distance.

Karl was wearing a light black cloak that covered his whole body, his face was deeply hidden under the hood, his eyes were fixed on the wooden door, and he let out a chuckle of relief.

He patted Cowley beside him, and said in a low voice, "South Sea Town looks like a nice place."

Two nanny horses happily pulled the carriage, accompanied by the regular "squeak" sound, all the way forward, that was the friction sound of the carriage.

The coachman controlled the carriage to stop slowly in front of the gate. The leader of the caravan jumped out of the carriage and stepped forward to negotiate with the guards.

Soon a guard left the gate.

"Sir, please introduce yourself." The guard was a young man wearing simple leather armor, with an immature face and the fluff on his mouth. His words were a little nervous, and he explained: "Sorry, this is the latest Regulation."

Holding the Mage Association badge in his hand, he handed it to the young guard.

"Dalaran middle-level mage Karl Xingchen."

"This is the dwarf Cowley, and the dwarf adventurer Black Hammer."

The guard who left quickly came over with the captain of the guard. The captain of the guard bowed and handed the mage badge to Karl, saluted, and whispered: "My lord, please show your face."

The captain of the guard looked awed and cautious, his whole body tensed up, and his movements were cautious, as if he was facing a terrifying monster.

Karl pulled down his hood, blond hair, handsome face, and slender ears pricked up.

The appearance of the high elves made the captain of the guard heave a sigh of relief, and apologized again, "I'm sorry, Master Mage, it's a troubled time now, and Nanhai Town has strengthened its security."

Carl nodded, indicating that he didn't mind.

Soon, the carriage started to move forward again. After entering South Sea Town, Karl and his party thanked the caravan and left the team.

"The identity of a mage is really useful," Cowley said to Carl as he straightened his clothes.

"I don't know why," Carl shook his head in confusion.

"In the human kingdom, mages and nobles are equal."

"I thought it would at least look like something good," Carl said, shrugging.

"Hahaha!" Cowley and Black laughed loudly.

Nanhai Town is not big.

A road runs through the entire town, with light white stone buildings on the side of the road, wooden roofs painted with light blue paint, and pedestrians walking on the side of the road.

There were passing vehicles in the middle of the road. Because of the heavy rain just now, the muddy water on the road hadn't dried up. There were horse-drawn carriages passing by constantly, throwing muddy water on the passers-by, and sprinting away amidst shouting and cursing.

"Woo," Cowley jumped onto the steps and said to Carl and Black dancing, "We still have a companion in Southsea, and I need to bring him here."

"I'll see you at the Wrought Iron Tavern in the center of town in three hours."

"I need to maintain my equipment," Black patted the plate armor on his body, and continued: "The heavy rain for so many days in a row will put the plate armor at risk of rust."

After waving goodbye to his two teammates, Carl walked south along the road.

The dock area of ​​South Sea Town is a very lively place, no matter it is day or night, it is the only port in the mainland of Lordaeron.

There are hidden reefs all over the coast of Gilneas, and building a port there is tantamount to the sky at night. Arathi has a high altitude, with a height difference of tens of meters from the sea level, and it is not suitable for building a port.

This is the only sea trade transfer station of the Seven Kingdoms of Mankind.

Ships and goods from other regions will gather here, and then these goods will be transported to every corner of the Lordaeron continent along the extensive commercial routes in the carriages of the Chamber of Commerce.

The wharf area of ​​Southsea Town is also a densely populated area. Warriors, thieves, hunters, priests, mages, and all kinds of adventurers gather here to exchange information or discuss plans for the next adventure. corner.

There are also quite a few members of the "Brotherhood", mingling among the crowd, spying on suitable prey.

Soon Karl was submerged in the crowd, and after about 10 minutes, Karl, who was dizzy by the crowd, found his target.

A wooden house built on the planks of the pier, the ticket office of the pier.

Karl looked around the room, but found no one. After inquiring about the dock workers nearby, he found out what happened.

A month ago, a ship across the ocean brought an event that shocked the world. The Kingdom of Stormwind fell!

In order to rescue the refugees in the Stormwind Kingdom, they gathered almost all the merchant ships, cargo ships and even fishing boats they could find, and headed south in a hurry.

"It's probably past Gilneas now," the dock worker assured Karl.

"Then these people?"

"They are all adventurers who want to go to sea and are waiting for the ship," the dock worker said to Karl while busy with their work.

Carl passed through the crowd again and left the pier. He found that the 5 silver coins in his pocket had disappeared, and he could not help but curse from the bottom of his heart.

Karl went back the same way dejectedly, thinking that without a merchant ship, this would seriously affect the progress of the adventure, and the Sunwell essence in his hand could only last half a year at most.

Find Madr's Legacy before the Sunwell's essence is depleted.

There is a spell scroll in Karl’s pocket, which he obtained from the Mage Guild when he left Dalaran. The spell on the scroll has only one function——teleportation. No matter where in the world, activate the scroll and the spell is completed After that, you can teleport to the teleportation point of the Dalaran Mage Association.

This is one of the reasons why he dared to take risks.

"No clue," Carl grumbled dejectedly.

"Ouch!"

"what!"

With two exclamations, Karl bumped into a dwarf head-on, and just as he was about to apologize in a daze, the other party's angry roar rang in his ears.

"Which goddamn guy dared to hit me! Damn bastard!!"

Taking a closer look, Karl found that the other party was a dwarf adventurer. He was between 1 and 3 meters tall, but his body width was wider than his own, far exceeding his frail figure. There is a thick beard around his lips, but his face is a bit childish.

It can be seen that the dwarf is not very old, and he should be quite handsome among the dwarves.

He looked at the other party a few more times, and nodded in satisfaction with the other party's attire.

(End of this chapter)