Chapter 180 Goblin Sherlock (Little Heroine Rewards)

Itana, who hadn't seen her for a long time, now had a look of sophistication that was a little unfamiliar to Duke.

Even though Itana was someone who had seen the world, she still felt a little uneasy when she saw so many big bosses from the kingdom. After taking a few deep breaths, she quickly adjusted her emotions.

"Your Majesty Wrynn, Your Excellencies, I am Itana, a follower of Count Duke Marcus. Please allow me to introduce, this is Mr. Sherlock Belfort, a goblin engineer in Stranglethorn Vale."

"Hello, Your Majesty! Hello, Your Excellencies." The goblin Sherlock gave a very standard noble salute.

Although his actions were standard, every high-ranking kingdom present didn't know what expression to face this goblin, um, the notorious goblin.

Different from the goblins in the novels that Duke read before traveling, those goblins are generally dirty, despicable, low in IQ and have amazing fecundity, harming humans all the year round.

Although the goblins in the world of Azeroth are also humanoid creatures, they have the same green skin as orcs, a height only slightly higher than human knees, thin limbs like matchsticks, a pointed head and huge s eyes.

Well, how should I put it, some inferior qualities are 100% inherited, such as harming people.

But in general, goblins in Azeroth love money more, are good at various technological inventions, and are better at running businesses.

The goblins formed many 'companies', with a structure similar to the real company before Duke's time travel. However, this so-called 'company' is also more vampire, such as the notorious [venture capital firm].

There is a joke that well reflects the reputation of [Venture Capital Company]:

Venture capital company: "Please join our company, we have investments in every corner of Azeroth"

Someone asked: "Then what's the price?"

Venture capital firms: "We're being hunted by the world."

Someone: "..."

What the goblins did was absolutely disgusting. Many druids of the night elves would kill one goblin when they saw one, and kill one pair when they saw two.

Seeing the appearance of the goblin merchant, Lothar pointed at Duke without hesitation, and pointed to his head—meaning, you kid is not crazy, is he? Actually looking for goblin cooperation? !

Duke smiled and ignored Lothar.

He slightly changed the classic sentence of "Das Kapital": "Hey, Sherlock, I heard that if there is a 20% profit, the goblin will be ready to move; if there is a 50% profit, the goblin will take risks; If there is a 100% profit, the goblin will dare to risk hanging his head; if there is a 300% profit, the goblin will dare to trample on all the laws of the world. Is it true?"

Sherlock screamed on the spot: "Slander! This is absolutely slander! We goblins are noble in character."

"If I say, give you 5 million Arathor gold coins, and bring me the head of the tribe's great chief, Blackhand..."

Sherlock's small eyes... I don't know if it's an illusion, but they seem to have widened ten times in an instant, only to hear Sherlock's sharp voice instantly become extremely sonorous, resolute and resolute.

"Guaranteed to complete the task—"

While speaking, Sherlock rushed over recklessly, reaching out to Duke with his right hand that kept rubbing his index and middle fingers.

But the next second, he felt Duke was joking.

"Your Excellency Neptune, are you... are you kidding me?"

"No, I'm just proving to His Majesty the Storm King that you are brave in the face of money."

Whether it's Ryan, Anduin and Bolvar, they all look like they're struggling to hold back their laughter.

"You..." Sherlock still wanted to get mad.

Duke's words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Sherlock's head: "Don't think I don't know the strength of your so-called death squad. It might be okay for you to kill a certain ten-man leader of the tribe. Chief!? Huh! If I really gave you the deposit, you will just send a group of cannon fodder to die, and then run away with the deposit as high as possible!”

Sherlock Belfort turned pale immediately, lowered his head, and hesitated: "Uh, that... we goblins are all about honesty and business ethics. How could we... do such a thing?"

After speaking, under Duke's piercing gaze, Sherlock became more guilty, and a pair of feet moved towards the door intentionally or unintentionally.

Unexpectedly, a pair of [Mage Hands] suddenly appeared behind Sherlock, lifting the little goblin to Duke.

"I'm not interested in the goblin's honesty at all. The only thing I'm interested in is the engineering craftsmen in your venture capital company branch. What do you want, Itana has already agreed with you?"

Little life is in the hands of this terrifying mage, Sherlock nodded like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

"Well, I want to add a condition - if everything explodes before it is thrown out, for every person on our side that is injured, I will kill a relative of you, cut off a finger of yours, and deduct 100 boxes of money."

Sherlock was indifferent to the conditions mentioned above, but when Duke said that he would pay 100 boxes for a broken one, Sherlock suddenly made a sound like killing a pig.

He waved his limbs with teeth and claws: "No goblin will accept such a condition! Don't even think about it!!"

Duke sneered: "What if I increase the price of the goods by 10%, and then double the quantity?"

"The price is 30% higher!" Sherlock immediately calmed down and bargained.

"Fart, don't think I don't know what material you use. [Heavy stone] is made into [High Explosive], then add one part of [Iron Ingot], one part of [Silk] and you're done. So cheap cost you How dare you charge me an extra 30%?"

Sherlock was dumbfounded, and immediately, like a defeated general, he finally nodded: "Okay, everything works out."

Just like that, Sherlock backed away with a sad face.

Itana apologized nervously: "I didn't know, those things would explode before throwing them out."

Duke rubbed his brows, and thought to himself: Damn dwarf engineering is unreliable, and goblin engineering always explodes. If I don't know this, it's useless to play the game for so long.

"You're not from this field. It's not your fault." After comforting Itana, Duke finally turned his head and explained to Ryan and the others: "Didn't you say that there are tens of thousands of militiamen, but you don't know how to use them? Don't you Are you worried, how to withdraw the last defenders? I will solve all these problems for you at once. Not only that, I will also give you a big gift bag."

"What gift bag?" Ryan was stunned.

Duke smiled mysteriously: "If you say it now, there will be no mystery."