Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 176 Boralus
The Revenge slowly leaned against the pier, and Karl led several companions down in a file. Khalil Torrance and the sailors on the deck waved their arms to say goodbye to them.

The people didn't get along for a long time. Although they were smugglers who were despised by others, Karl had already regarded these people as friends after more than a month of getting along. When parting, Karl was rarely silent.

He had the urge to run back to the Revenge, but reason stopped him. Everyone has their own destiny, and their fate is destined to be tied to the Revenge.

And I am plagued by magic addiction, this is a fateful adventure, I hope Mader's experimental results will not let him down.

Carl kept waving his hands, looking at the Revenge going away, a little dazed, Carol's voice came from one side.

"Let's go, I'm starving!"

"Sorry, gentlemen, we may need to part ways for a short time," Cowley said exaggeratedly waving his arms and beaming, "Give me the boat ticket to Suramar, and I have a way to get some little help. "

After speaking, he winked his eyes, adjusted the thieves' cloak on his body, waved his hands, and disappeared among the passing crowd.

The few remaining people looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

"I might need a good rest," Blake said weakly.

More than a month of sea life troubled him a lot. After more than 20 days from Nanhai Town, he finally got used to seasickness. After that, the situation improved a bit, but it was still not optimistic. He had to strictly control his food intake and Drinking water, once he ate more than a certain amount, he immediately switched to seasickness mode, vomiting out all the food he just ate.

Therefore, in the following ten days, although Black improved somewhat, but the improvement was limited, and he still looked sluggish at this time.

Now finally back on dry land, Black desperately needed a good rest.

"Halil said that there is a hotel called Snuggle Harbor near the port. I'll go to rest first." Black put the shield on his shoulder, "I heard that their bitter dark root vodka is a must."

"Vodka!" Carol's eyes lit up, and he said eagerly, "I want to take a break too, so leave it to me, Blake!"

"Where's the vodka? No, I mean where is the Snuggle Harbor Tavern?" Carol wiped her saliva and said insincerely, "Let's meet up there after you're done. Remember to inform Cowley."

"Don't worry, Cowley will know where we are," Carl drove the two away.

"Carl, can you do me a favor?" Galina reached out and patted Carl's shoulder.

"Of course," Carl shrugged. Anyway, he has nothing to do at the moment. Since Kauri contracted the boat ticket to Suramar, he will probably go to the market for a while, and then return to the hotel to continue watching The highborne grammar book that I haven't finished reading, the life of a mage is so boring.

But Karl doesn't hate it, he likes to read, likes to master those knowledge little by little, and also likes to master new spells. , it's hard not to be a powerful mage.

"I just knew you would help me!" Galina patted Carl's shoulder with a "slap" and said heartlessly

Carl had to interrupt her because she seemed to be getting more and more addicted, "What is it?"

"I need a good bow and arrow," Galina pinched a corner and said with some embarrassment.

After the battle with the tentacle giant, she returned the one-handed crossbow to Cal, who planned to send her directly.

But it was rejected by Galina. In her words, this kind of thing is not used at all, it is better to go up with a dagger and go all out.

"No problem," Carl nodded. "It just so happens that I also want to go to the market to replenish my supplies."

The dry rations purchased in Dalaran and Hillsbrad Hills before have been eaten up by several people on the Revenge. If it weren't for the fisherman Cowley who catches some fish from time to time, they would even be hungry .

Boralus is the capital of Kul Tiras, and its most prosperous area is located in the seaside port. This is the largest deep-water port in the entire Azeroth world, even surpassing Stormwind City and the Zandalari trolls.

Around the port is a bustling commercial street, which is also the destination of Karl and Galina.

The two walked towards the city along the pier, surrounded by coolies on the pier, a few peddlers shouting all kinds of fresh oysters, the air was filled with the salty smell of the sea, Carl didn't respond to this, he had already adapted got this taste.

Climbing up the steps of the pier, they came to the upper platform of the pier, and a huge market appeared in front of the two of them.

All kinds of shops are lined up on both sides, and the products are everywhere. The only regret is that there are fewer customers than expected. The commercial street is a bit air-conditioned. The shop assistants stand at the door, selling products to passers-by.

"Sir, what do you need?" At the door of a shop, a Kul Tiran man asked Karl excitedly.

The city-state of Kul Tirans is composed of ordinary humans and Kul Tirans. The appearance of Kul Tirans is somewhat similar to humans, but compared to humans, they are stronger and taller. An adult The Kul Tirans are more than 6 meters tall. They are rare races in the world of Azeroth that can rival trolls and tauren.

The shopkeeper's voice was so loud that Carl could only feel the humming lingering in his head.

"I need some food that is easy to carry, preferably something that doesn't taste too bad," Carl nodded and looked around.

There are a variety of goods on the shelves, more than a dozen pieces of cheese with a radius of more than half a meter are stacked on the roof, and large pieces of dried goat meat are piled up into hills.

The Kul Tirans rubbed their hands excitedly, and said excitedly: "Sir, please allow me to introduce to you, Kul Tiras' special delicacy, Tiragarde sharp cheese!"

"There are two kinds of milk flavor and yogurt flavor. The texture is soft and delicious. The most important thing is that they can be stored for a long time"

After speaking, he picked up a piece of cheese and put it on the table, smashing the table with a "bang bang!" sound, "This is hard cheese, which can be preserved for more than 10 weeks. It is the favorite delicacy of nobles and gentlemen at sea."

"Is there anything else?" Carl nodded and continued to ask.

"Of course!"

Large pieces of beef jerky and hard bread were placed on the table, and the owner of the shop pulled out a salted salmon weighing more than 2 kilograms from the corner.

Carl handed the list he made to the owner of the store, and added: "In addition to these, add 5 pieces of Tiragarde sharp cheese, ten pickled salmon, and 5 catties of goat jerky. "

"Oh my god! Generous guests," the shop owner excitedly took the magic bag from Carl's hand, gathered the food together, and put it in his pocket.

(End of this chapter)