Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 160 Embark on a Journey
"We're looking for companions," said Cowley, raising his hands to signal that he was not hostile.

Cowley gestured and described Black and Carol to several people. I don’t know if these people rarely saw dwarves, or they were really impressed by these two guys. The sailors on the opposite side quickly reacted.

"There are indeed these two dwarves on the Revenge." The leader looked at the dwarf in front of him contemptuously, and said with disdain, "these are the prisoners of the big shots in South Sea Town, and we will not return them to anyone."

"It's up to you!"

"Hand of Midas!"

A huge transparent palm made up of positions appeared in front of Karl, fingers together, and blasted forward, knocking several sailors into the air.

Several sailors struggled to stand up, but they didn't expect Karl's spells to come one after another.

"Arcane bondage."

Counting until the chains appeared from the magic circle under the feet of several people, they flew out like snakes, entangled several sailors together, and trapped them in place.

The sound of fighting woke up the sailors in the camp, and soon a dozen sailors appeared from all over, drew their weapons, and surrounded Karl and Cowley.

A middle-aged man with a smooth temperament got out of the crowd, his dirty black hair was tightly stuck to his cheeks, and a big hole was broken in his wet hat. The man showed a flattering smile and said cautiously:

"My lord, these two dwarves were entrusted to us by a great man, and we dare not hand them over to you without his order."

"Sheriff Holland Coleman?" Carl raised his eyebrows.

"How do you..."

"Sheriff Holland Coleman is dead, you don't have to worry," Karl interrupted the man before he could finish speaking.

There was commotion among the sailors, and the sailors at the front exchanged anxious glances.

"But my lord..."

"Mana Shield."

"Powerful Pyroblast!"

A giant fireball appeared in Karl's hand, the surrounding temperature increased rapidly, and the sailor's hair bent at a speed visible to the naked eye. Karl raised his hand, and the fireball flew towards the river at high speed.

With the loud noise and the explosion, water waves of more than ten meters were set off. The fish in the water were unlucky, and were crushed by the impact of the explosion.

"Maybe you will be dealt with, but if you don't hand over, this will be the end." Carl fiddled with his fingers leisurely, threatening: "I don't know if your ship can resist two Pyroblasts."

Carl's voice was not heavy, but rather understated, but it still made the sailors gasp. As a cargo ship that smuggles around the world all year round, maybe they won't abide by the rules, but they will respect power, as long as someone's fist Big, whoever is the boss.

"Master, my name is Khalil Torrance." Overcoming the fear in his heart, the man stood in front of Karl tremblingly, protecting several sailors bound by the arcane spell behind him, but his trembling calf betrayed him , as if it was best to run away at any time.

"It's my pleasure to serve you. Please, two adults, come with me. Your companions are in the cell of the Revenge."

"Mike! You come to row the boat," Khalil said while gesturing to a sailor, "I will accompany the two adults on the boat."

"Be careful," Cowley whispered to Carl as the two sat in the boat.

"Don't worry, my lords," Khalil sat on the other side of the boat and kindly explained to the two of them, "Although we are not good people, we keep our promise, and since we have promised you, we will not go back on our word. "

The deck of the Revenge is very flat. The deck is covered with fir planks, and the outside of the planks is brushed with a thick layer of grease to prevent the planks from rotting due to the long-term humid environment.

Accompanied by the waves on the sea surface and the slight sway of the ship, Carl's height may feel nothing, but Cowley is not so lucky. Step down, pull out the dagger and insert it into the gap in the deck, and move forward step by step by relying on the fixed dagger.

There is a strange smell in the cabin of the sailboat, which is a mixture of the smell of excrement and the smell of not taking a bath for a long time.

"Your Master Carol is hungry!"

Before Carl got close, he heard an angry voice. It could be seen that Black and Carol were doing well, at least they were not abused.

Under the leadership of Khalil, Carl and Cowley soon met Black and Carol.

Carol was shaking his fist and banging on the wooden door of the cell, "Damn bastards!"

Black, on the other hand, was just the opposite of Carol. At this moment, he was sitting on the ground with a pale face, holding a wooden bucket, and vomiting into the bucket from time to time. This guy was severely seasick, and he hadn't adapted to it for so many days. .

"It seems that you are doing well," Carl said to the two with a smile.

"Old man Karl!!!"

Carol's voice seemed to capsize the entire sailboat.

"It's okay," Black looked up at Carl, then turned around, "Ouch!"

"Mr. Khalil, help."

"No problem," Khalil took the key from the sailor and opened the cell.

Pushing open the wooden door, Carol quickly got out of the cell, stood on tiptoe and hit Carl's chest hard with his fist, shouting excitedly: "It's great to see you all right!"

Karl was knocked back a few steps by his punch, and was almost knocked out of his breath by him.Carroll was already hugging his old buddy Cowley.

"Mr. Khalil," Carl took out the money bag, played with it in his hand, and said to Khalil beside him, "I don't know where you are going this time?"

"Kalimdor, my lord, but we will be repairing in Kul Tiras halfway."

"I don't know if you can give us a ride."

"I'm afraid not," Khalil stared at the purse in Carl's hand and sighed, "I'm just the first mate of the Revenge, and the captain doesn't allow us to take other people."

"I give 50 gold coins."

"Deal, my lord, you are so generous, my lord!"

Afterwards, Karl knew that Khalil didn't want to take them, he just wanted to increase the price.

The captain of the Vengeance did have such a rule, but at this time the captain of the Vengeance was not on board, but was sick and disembarked midway in Kul Tiras.

At dawn the next day, the medium-sized sailboat Revenge slowly sailed out of the Onyx River, and sailed quietly along the coast not far away.

Others were on the side of the boat enjoying the scenery along the coast of Hillsbrad.

Today's sea is still calm, and the sun slowly rises from the east along with the calm waves.

(End of this chapter)