Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 171 The Death of Tire
Carl refocused on the broth, and after a few minutes, returned the bottomed bowl to Thiel, said "thank you", and returned to the room.

At night, Carol's snoring was like the waves in a storm during the day, one wave after another. Carol wished he could learn the technique of silence now, because it was difficult to fall asleep under the interference of noise.

Carl, Cowley, and Black looked at each other, and quickly made a decision, and drove Carol to the corridor outside. Although it is autumn, the temperature is still very high, and the temperature of the sea surface is lower, but not yet low. To cause damage to the dwarves with rough skin and thick flesh.

Silent all night.

Before dawn, several people were awakened by screams. Carl got up quickly and rushed out of the room. A sailor was lying on the deck. The sailor's face was pale, his lips were pale and bloodless, and his eyes were desperate and sad. , looking up at the blue sky with both eyes, as if infinitely attached to the world.

On the left hand side of the deceased was a pale photo. The smiles of the two women in the photo looked out of place in this scene, like female ghosts in horror movies.

The dead man was the sailor who steered the course yesterday, the young lad, Tell.

Taylor's death was a bit miserable, his body was abnormally twisted, and there were signs of struggle around him.

Karl squatted down and carefully untied Tyre's clothes,
The heart on his chest was pierced by a sharp knife. The wound was not big, only a few centimeters wide, but very deep. The blood gushing out from the wound dyed his washed white clothes dark red.

"a!"

Cowley, holding the short sword, stepped forward quickly to check.

"Judging from the wound, the murder weapon should be a dagger, and this dagger is very sharp."

Cowley took out a rag, dried the blood near the wound, pointed to the wound and explained to Carl:
"The wound is horizontal. While cutting the ribs, it did not cause much damage to the surrounding muscles. It is obvious that the murderer also knows the weapon very well and is confident enough."

"Tell?" Khalil Torrance ran out of the captain's cabin in a hurry.

Karl fumbled in the dead man's pocket for a while, and soon found a money bag full of gold coins. There was no shortage of gold coins in the money bag. He silently picked up the photo on the deck, put it in the money bag, and then looked around. Open your mouth and say:

"Who knows Tyre well?"

"I!"

"And I!"

"I……"

This group of people are really bastards, Karl said with emotion, for the sake of Tyre's inheritance of nearly 50 gold coins, everyone seems to be like brothers with Tyre.

"Where is Tyre's hometown?"

Everyone shut up, only one voice came from the back of the crowd.

"Tarren Mill..."

The sailors looked back to see which lucky guy it was, and when they saw Ron who was one, they showed envious and jealous expressions. This guy was really lucky, 50 gold coins, for ordinary people A huge sum of money, apart from Karl and others on the Revenge, only the acting captain Khalil Torrance should be able to take out these gold coins.

Carl raised his hand gloomily, stuffed the money bag into his pocket, and said helplessly, "Sorry, I can't give this to you."

The expressions of the sailors were various, gloating, expressionless, and a few sailors were slightly regretful, handing over such a huge sum of money to the weak Ron, he is absolutely unable to protect these gold coins, and it will harm he.

"Mr. Captain, should I leave it to you?" Carl looked up at Khalil Torrance and said.

"No, the money is up to you," Khalil Torrance shook his head and rejected Carl's proposal, "Mr. Mage, you can hand over the money to Tire's relatives."

Nodding, Karl didn't refuse.

"Who was the helmsman yesterday?"

"Nirma."

Karl has some impressions of Nierma. This sailor has strength inversely proportional to his size and is skilled in using daggers. He heard that he was a well-known killer before he boarded the ship. Later, he was cornered and had no choice but to board the ship. dodge,

When several sailors came up and tried to move Tire's body, Cowley stood in front of him frowning, and said with some dissatisfaction, "Wait a minute."

"There are traces of magic in the wound."

Arcane radiance flickered between Carl's fingers.

"Magic recognition."

The magic structure remaining in the wound was enlarged before Karl's eyes, and quickly appeared in his eyes.

"Sharp Blade Technique!"

Karl gasped. Blade is a level 4 enchantment spell, and the duration of enchantment spells varies with different casting materials. Most of the enchantment spells he usually uses are temporary enchantments, and the casting materials are relatively cheap.

And the prize of the arm wrestling contest - the enchanted dagger, the prototype of the dagger is the standard dagger that Karl scooped up wool in the Dalaran police station, and bought it for nothing. After being enchanted with the sharp edge technique, it became a permanent enchanted weapon.

"Dax!" Carl stood up and looked around, but he didn't see the big sailor.

"What's wrong?" Khalil Torrance asked after looking at the wound.

"Remember my enchanted dagger?" Carl whispered.

"remember."

"The weapon of the wound is the dagger."

"Do you mean?……"

"That's what you think," Carl nodded.

"Boatswain!"

Khalil Torrance stood up abruptly, and led a few sailors to search on the Revenge,
Soon Dax was pushed out of the cabin by several sailors. It was hard to believe that this guy's sleep quality was comparable to that of Carol, and he was not woken up under such circumstances.
Of course, Carol didn't give in too much. If Cowley hadn't pulled out a bunch of his beard, I'm afraid he wouldn't be sober.

"Tell?" Dax looked at the corpse on the deck in surprise.

Two defensive spells appeared beside Karl, protecting him.

"Mage Armor."

"Mana Shield."

"Do you still remember the prizes for the arm wrestling contest?" Carl took a few steps back, looked at the big man in front of him warily, and said with a blank expression.

"Magic dagger?" Dax's eyes were dull, and it took a few seconds to react. He scratched his head foolishly and asked tentatively.

After receiving an affirmative answer, he showed a pensive expression, and continued after more than ten seconds: "It was borrowed by Nierma, and he likes that dagger very much."

"Nirma!"

The sailors looked at each other and kept looking around, only to find that Nierma was not in the crowd.

The boatswain stepped forward and whispered something into Khalil Torrance's ear.

Khalil Torrance nodded and said:
"Come on, let's go and have a look together."

After speaking, he took the lead and walked down.

After telling Cowley to protect the scene, Carl followed Khalil Torrance and walked into the cabin.

The cabin was a bit messy, and after Khalil Torrance announced that the two-person team was lifted, it returned to its previous appearance.

The cargo box is used as a wall by the sailors, dividing the cabin into a dozen areas to protect privacy.

In the innermost side of the bow direction, several people found Nierma.

(End of this chapter)