Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 163

"Mr. Carl, what do you think?"

"do not know."

Carl was a little depressed, and shook his head, "From the wound, the murderer is experienced and powerful, and there are not many people who can have such strength."

"I'm going to investigate right now," Khalil Torrance got up and walked out.

"Wait," Cowley jumped up to stop Khalil Torrance, who was walking out, and continued, "What's the motive?"

"There is no motive for killing. Milson is easy-going by nature. Everyone knows that he is an easy-going guy. He didn't have conflicts with others during his lifetime. There is no reason!"

"This may narrow the scope of the investigation and exclude those who are weak," Carr added on the sidelines.

It's a pity that he didn't have a pipe in his hand. Carl felt a little regretful, and then pulled Khalil Torrance back who was about to go out, while exhorting: "This matter should not be too high-profile, and it needs to be investigated secretly, otherwise it will arouse the suspicion of the murderer. The deeper it is hidden, the less easy it is to catch."

Carl carefully arranged the corpse's clothes, turned to look at the frowning Khalil Torrance, and asked, "How to deal with the corpse?"

"Tie a weight and throw it overboard," Khalil Torrance returned with a shrug, and added, "If you like to eat him, I'll give him to you."

"That's right!" Cowley seemed to have thought of something, his excited eyes lit up, and he danced.

"You can pull the corpse up and ask him directly."

Learning psychic spells will change the essence of the mage from arcane to death. As the strength improves, the power of death will increase, and finally it will be gradually attacked by the power of death and become a living corpse, just like an undead Mage Hillman Midas is the same.

Karl is only in his twenties today, and the lifespan of high elves generally exceeds 1500 years, and the lifespan of a potential mage like Karl can even exceed 2000 years. Therefore, although the undead have an endless lifespan, they have no temptation for Karl.

To make matters worse, after becoming a necromancer, you basically bid farewell to normal social life. Everyone in the human world and the high elves will shout and beat you. The rewards are generous, and other countries are basically the same, and they have great hostility to dead creatures.

"This is indeed a good way," Carl sighed, "However, I have no plan to learn psychic spells, what a pity!"

"What should I do?"

"Let's investigate the sailors first, and find those who are more powerful."

……

Khalil Torrance called a few sailors, rearranged the body, and said a simple farewell.

Carl next to him has been focusing on the crowd, carefully observing the expressions of these people, but unfortunately he has not gained anything.

The relationship between the two sailors and the deceased was very good. They grabbed his arm and sobbed softly. What's more, they cried loudly on the corpse. Karl was inexplicable when the relationship between these smuggled desperadoes was so good.

This doesn't seem to be explained by popularity. Karl secretly remembered the faces of several people and included them in the investigation list.

The burly Dax took out a piece of noon from the cabin, and tied a rope around the waist of the deceased. Several sailors worked together to throw the body overboard.

Carl suddenly had an idea, wrote a few words on the parchment, and handed it to Khalil Torrance beside him.

Khalil Torrance also had bright eyes, threw the parchment into the sea, and raised his hands to attract everyone's attention: "Gentlemen, two messages."

"Bad news, the murderer has no clue yet."

"Good news, less people will share money!"

"Hey hey!" Several sailors smiled knowingly.

Soon, a barrel full of rum was placed on the deck of the sailboat, and Carol sat on the side of the barrel, gearing up.

More rum barrels were placed around him. Wooden benches were placed on both sides of the barrels, and a dagger was placed directly in front of him. What is Torrance up to?

"Gentlemen," Khalil Torrance announced to the crowd, holding a cannonball and banging the deck, "Now there is an arm wrestling contest."

"The prize is sponsored by Mr. Karl, a magic dagger, the standard equipment of the Dalaran guards, quenched at high temperature, and after being enchanted by the sharpness technique, it is very sharp!"

Hearing that the prize was a magic dagger, the whole sailboat was boiling. Magic weapons are rare and good things. The sailors flocked to sign up. Several sailors hiding in the cabin saw the crowd in front of them, and they were very happy. inquiry.

After learning about the reward, several people also expressed their participation, and soon, except for the weak Blake, Khalil Torrance, who hosted the game, and Cowley, the sponsor Carl, everyone participated in the game.

"Line up, line up!" Khalil Torrance yelled in the crowd, and the sailors lined up in front of Carol like schoolchildren.

And this is the most important part of the strategy. Carroll is very powerful. In theory, except for Dax, none of the sailors on the ship is Carroll's opponent.

With the help of Cowley, Carol quickly confirmed the strength of the murderer. Although there are some deviations, the overall problem is not big. In the audition for the arm wrestling competition, Carol will use similar strength for the audition. Anyone who can beat him will be promoted.

With Khalil Torrance as host and Cowley as recorder and referee, soon the arm wrestling was underway, with players sweating in the sun and the number of names on parchment growing.

Organized by Khalil Torrance and Cowley, Carl found himself suddenly a spectator, with little to do but cheer.

He greeted Cowley, returned to the chief mate's room unhurriedly, picked up the quill, and began to copy the scroll.

Copying scrolls is an expensive job, requiring different levels of blank spell scrolls and corresponding ink, both of which are very expensive, and it will cost more than 2 gold coins.

Therefore, after learning to copy scrolls, Karl has been reluctant to copy them, but now after receiving the task reward of 150 gold coins, his property has greatly improved, and he started to copy scrolls in preparation for future adventure work.

After copying more than a dozen arcane arrow scrolls, he failed four times during the period, and the money was spent like water, which made Karl feel distressed, but it is gratifying that his copying scrolls has become more and more proficient.

He stretched his arms in satisfaction, and was about to take a nap, but was interrupted by the deafening cheers on the deck, followed by the sound of a group of people stepping on the deck.

(End of this chapter)