Chapter 56 I Heard that Naga Died?

[Mage's Imprint Communication] It is a simple means of spell communication, as long as the messenger is capable of spells, it can be used, but the distance of the message depends on the caster's spell cultivation.

That night, Duke pretended to go to Stormwind Harbor to inspect the shipbuilding progress, and then came to a rocky beach near the harbor. The jagged boulders conceal everything well, even if there is a lump hidden here, the naked eye will not be able to see it casually.

"Come out." Duke said lightly.

"Master." Naga Wala bowed to Duke with her arms folded on her shoulders.

"What's wrong?"

Vala said straight to the point: "The Greyscale clan is here. They have already passed through the Reef Sea off Stranglethorn Vale, and tomorrow they will reach the sea off Dagger Ridge in the southernmost part of the West Wilderness. , The old blind man from the Westfall Lighthouse led his people to evacuate. It is expected that when the sun rises the next morning, they will arrive at our new camp of the Wrathscale Naga."

At the same level, one Naga can easily take down ten Murlocs. Not only is it a question of combat power, but also the natural coercion of high-level creatures in the food chain over lower creatures, which will make the murlocs 10% of their combat power less than 50%.

He rashly let the murlocs attack him, only to die.

Duke raised his chin slightly: "You did a good job."

Vala bowed deeply, and then said: "Also. Congratulations to the master for being promoted. As soon as I came near Stormwind City, I could feel the surging magic power from the master in the imprint."

Duke was a little stunned, and then suddenly smiled: "Follow me, you won't regret it, you go back first, I will show up when the time comes."

Vala nodded, bowed again, then turned around, swaying her slender snake tail, and her turquoise figure sank into the waves of the sea.

Duke looked at Vala's back meaningfully. This female Naga should have saved her hand. She may have suffered some injuries before, resulting in a decline in strength. Now that I am breathing, my strength has recovered a lot. Biansheng encountered Duke's magic circuit forming again.

Duke doesn't care about Vala's small thoughts. First, his mark can tell Vala his strength and weakness. Second, as long as Vala can't afford the price of betrayal, she will always be loyal.

Turning around, Duke went to find Makaro.

The next morning, before dawn, the fishermen were ready to go fishing.

The pier ushered in a distinguished guest—Earth Mage Duke Marcus. Following behind Duke were a dozen or so mercenaries including Markaro.

There is a high platform next to the report column on the pier, which is usually used to announce major events. Today, Duke stood up. The blue and white mage robes were so dazzling that many fishermen didn't even dare to meet Duke's eyes.

Makaro and his men were all dressed in brand-new leather armor, with daggers tied around their waists and leggings, which was a typical naval battle attire.

Duke nodded slightly, and Markaro stepped forward and shouted to the fishermen: "Now—the owner of the Pearl Line, member of the Royal Mages of Stormwind, and Earth Mage Duke Marcus has a slightly dangerous pen. Big business to do."

Slightly dangerous?

Big business?

Looking for us fishermen?

The fishermen were all a little stunned, but also a little excited. Cargo ships on the Pearl Line pass in and out of the port almost every day under their noses. At the beginning, all the recruits were novices who did not have a boat to go to sea. What about now? Those guys took twice the wages of ordinary sailors, just sailing for a two-day round-trip short-distance voyage, and paid for one or two.

There was no murloc attack, no naga, no sea beasts, just like this, earning wages that the fishermen were extremely envious of. They are often asked by the number of their families why they didn't catch up with the good times, and they got the first pot of gold in their lives on the pearl route.

The more peaceful the era, the easier it is to stimulate the risk factor in the human body. Seeing the two mercenaries next to Makaro bring up a huge box of gold coins, the fishermen's eyes are worth it.

There are surprises and joys.

Surprisingly, the fishermen's wages are definitely not worth the unit of gold coins.

The good news is that this is definitely a big deal.

Markaro continued to shout in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, Your Excellency Marcus didn't ask you to do some pirate business. Now, a group of Naga is about to attack your warehouse. Your Excellency wants you to sink your old fishing boat. At the designated place, catch all those damned naga. As a price, you will compensate you for a brand new fishing boat of the same size, or buy it directly with 500 gold coins. Every fisherman who ventures to the sunken ship will be compensated with two gold coins , if unfortunately killed, it will be 10 gold coins. Everyone can get gold coins before sailing."

The shirtless Mr. Jackson came onto the stage at this time: "Your Majesty Marcus has placed an additional order for forty boats from me. All the money for building the boats has been paid in advance, and you can get any fishing boat you want from me." .”

Old Jackson's words are more convincing than that of an outsider like Markaro.

A fisherman was moved, and he asked in a trembling voice: "We only need to sink the old fishing boat to the designated place, and then swim away, can we change to a new boat and get the bounty?"

"Yes! Your Excellency Marcus will take care of those nasty Naga himself, and our mercenary group will sit on the boat behind to pick you up from Stormwind Harbor. Well, now you need 10 fishing boats, who will come!? "

Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man.

For a fisherman who goes out to sea, on average, he can get two or three silver coins, which is pretty good. And is there no risk in going to sea? Fishermen in this day and age are accompanied by danger all day long, even in the offshore, there are still huge sharks, murlocs, and sea monsters in a mess.

So let alone 10 gold coins, even if it is 1 gold coin, many people will be willing.

"I!"

"My, mine! I've wanted to trade that wreck for a long time!"

Vala didn't know anything about Stormwind City.

The female Naga leader only knew that she was in big trouble.

With Duke's support, she gathered half of the murloc clans in the western wilderness as her subordinates. Now, half of the shallow water bays are filled with those noisy murlocs, more than 2,000.

Looking at the past at a glance, such an astonishing number is enough to capture a human town. But Vala knew very well that unless Duke was here, these murlocs were a bunch of softies who could only fight with the wind.

A male Naga with a long and slender scar on his left face, extending from his forehead to the corner of his mouth, and blind in his left eye, came over with a huge trident with a blade wider than a human body.

"High Priest, here is the latest news. Greyscale has nearly 400 naga over here this time, and they also drove more than 3,000 murlocs. We..."

"Needless to say."