The bumpy carriage left Cuilan Hill and went all the way down the winding mountain road. On the third day, it quickly ran along a gravel road. It probably took us three or four days to get out of the woods.
Since the night elves prohibit the use of arcane magic, we cannot find a magician to open the portal and send us to Azeroth. We can only go through the mountains and look for a way home at the Azshara port in the west. ship.
"Recently, the Black Shark docked at Jinfenglin Port," Mrs. Yinlin told us at that time, and handed Dallion a delicate little dice. "Give this to their captain, and he will send you to the sea. On the other side!”
"Thank you, ma'am!"
"Ilsalaine will take you to the port." As she said that, she looked at me, and that look made me feel extremely guilty.
Of course I know, Risos is still lying outside!
But in the end, she just hummed softly, "May the moon god bless you!"
*
Here is Jinfenglin Port, which is surrounded by countless maple trees and exudes the fresh fragrance of wood and tea.
I don’t know why, but it should be spring now, but the maple leaves on the trees are golden, fluttering in the moist sea breeze, and accumulating a thick layer on the ground.
After saying goodbye to Salsaline, we jumped out of the carriage and walked toward the port with our hands on an awning.
That's right, without the cover of the World Tree, the sunlight here is very dazzling. Even if I cover it with my hands, my eyes are still dazzled.
*
Along the way, I can confirm that this is indeed a port belonging to the night elves.
The building here is very similar to Trilan Hill, but it is much more dilapidated than Trilan Hill.
It has only one stone-paved street, and on both sides of the street are white two-story stone buildings corroded by the sea breeze.
Behind the small building, there are many low shacks, and fish and fishing nets are often dried outside the shacks.
At the end of the street is the pier that stretches into the sea.
This street is very crowded and all races are mixed in it.
Humans, elves, dwarves, gnomes, Torrhen, I even saw a group of goblins with hooked noses!
Those little dwarfs were leading many fully loaded camels, wearing cloaks that swept the floor, scolding everyone around them with a fierce look.
I really hope that Golden Maple Leaf Port is a paradise for thieves and can steal all their goods!
*
The further we walked toward the pier, the louder the noise became.
Workers covered in soot, sunburned sailors, vendors carrying goods on their backs, everyone was shouting.
"Be careful! Be careful! Don't knock it over! It's more valuable than your life! Stupid monkey!"
"Smelly dwarf, if you dare to say another word, I will throw you into the sea!"
"Rum! Rum!"
"Get him! Get that thief! Get him! Cut off his hands!"
"Would you like a glass of ten-year-old moonberry juice?! It's very cheap! Only ten copper coins!"
"Ten years? Moonberry juice?! Get out!"
We looked for the Black Shark among the ships, but found nothing.
We asked the workers loading and unloading cargo about the Black Shark, but they all shook their heads and said they had not heard any news about the Black Shark recently.
"Hey! Maybe he has been eaten by a sea monster! From now on, I am the boss of this sea!"
"Be careful not to be heard by Thunder Fist, otherwise, you will be eaten by the sea monster!"
"Maybe he was passed by!"
"Hahaha!"
These words made us look at each other, and judging from the expressions on the two boys' faces, they felt as bad as I did.
*
My ears were buzzing from the sound of whistles. I covered my sore ears and ran away from the pier.
"Are you tired? Messiah?" Dallion squeezed beside me, his red silk shirt soaked with large marks from the hot sweat.
The reason why he is like this is because he is carrying a heavy broad-edged sword, which is said to be polished from obsidian. Even if he is as strong as he is, he still needs to stoop slightly to maintain balance.
I touched the rough linen wrapping the sword's blade and felt really tired for him. "We have to find a hotel or a tavern, otherwise, this sword will never reach the other side of the sea."
However, there are so many people here. When you open the door of almost every small building, you can see a hall full of people.
The drunken travelers were drinking and having fun, shouting or greeting each other.
I even witnessed a great fight, with blood and chairs flying all over the place!
"Hey..." Standing at the intersection of the stone road, I propped up my knees and let out a long sigh.
"Let's go to the woods to take a rest," Dallion suggested. "I'm bringing a soft blanket." As he said that, the guy's hand was placed on my waist irregularly, and I jumped forward. Dodged.
This made him arch his thick eyebrows, and I glared at him fiercely.
"...hug...sorry..." The last one to follow was Gligo on crutches. He was swaying as if he was going to faint at any moment.
I subconsciously wanted to give him a hand, but he took a step back and avoided my hands.
Dallion frowned slightly, "Come this way."
Just then, I suddenly saw something.
At the other end of the port, behind the layers of shacks, on the hillside covered with golden leaves, I saw a lonely small building in the distance. Under the eaves was a shaky wooden sign that was making a sound in the sea breeze. .
While carrying the thin red skirt, I tried to follow Dallion's footsteps, squinting and looking over there for a long time. Finally, I barely made out some letters on it. Those letters made me excited!
"Look! There's a little hotel there!"
"Uh..." Dallion also squinted his eyes and took a few hard glances, "It's so far away...can you really see clearly?"
"You have to believe my eyes! Besides, there don't seem to be any pedestrians over there!"
"Then, let's go there and have a look, and ask for news about the Black Shark." As he said, he turned to Gligao, "Just walk slowly and follow behind."
*
Unexpectedly, this hotel is in sharp contrast to the hustle and bustle of other hotels or pubs. There are only a few guests sitting in the corner in the hall.
The one at the innermost was wearing a black cloak with a wide hood, and the aura exuding from his whole body was not very friendly.
Dallion and I couldn't help but glance at the man a few more times, and then chose a seat near the door.
That guy Gregor wanted to sit at another table, but I held him down hard.
The owner is a bearded dwarf with sparse white hair and gray skin. When he saw us, he climbed up from the rocking lounge chair and strongly recommended to us the maple leaf juice and pan-fried fish steak in the store.
He was very old, and when he spoke, spittle smelling of wine came out from his missing teeth like rain, and Dallion, who was closest to him, was really affected by it.
"They are the specialties here. You must try them! The taste will definitely be unforgettable for you!" The shop owner also had a strong accent. "When the people finish eating, I'll let Dai Ni take care of them." Muds, go to your room and rest!”
Dallion wiped the saliva from his face calmly, his smile unchanged, "Then give us each one."
When I put the pan-fried fish in my mouth, I finally understood why there was no one here.
Can you tolerate the earthy smell of fish meat, mixed with the taste of mint, honey and pepper? !
If the smiling owner hadn't been standing at the table, I would have thrown up!
"How does it taste?" The bearded dwarf clasped his rough hands and looked at us eagerly.
"I have never tasted such tender fish." Gregor truly admired.
Looking at the rise and fall of his throat, I felt my eyebrows twitching uncontrollably.
How did he take those terrible "du-drugs"? !
The dwarf looked at me and Darien again.
I immediately swallowed several large glasses of maple leaf juice to show how busy I was.
Well, I quite like this sweet drink.
As for Dallion, this cunning guy has been cutting the things on the plate hard. Seeing the shop owner looking at him, he showed a sunny smile, "I will taste the delicious food in this world! Hiss, are you cooking something?" ,like……"
The shop owner's expression changed and he quickly ran to the kitchen, "Beard on top! I'm making flying fish soup!" At the door, he stopped and stretched out half of his fat body, "You guys must try it. Try the flying fish soup, Diane said it is the best soup in the world!"
I must escape as soon as possible!
After taking a long breath, Dallion, who was sitting opposite me, put down his knife and fork and smiled at me, "Take a short rest, Messiah, you must still be very tired."
He rummaged through his luggage, stuffed a bunch of dried meat into my right hand, and then unceremoniously took away my wooden cup.
"Oh!" I glanced at my empty left hand angrily and couldn't help shouting, "When did you become a pirate?"
But the bad guy drank up the maple leaf juice in the cup and said, "There is alcohol in it. A lady can't get drunk."
"...Gligo!" I turned my head and glared at the boy beside me. After glaring, I realized that there seemed to be three shadows in front of me, "...Give me...yours!"
The beautiful boy moved his cup to that side and told me gently, "I have already drank this cup, Miss Messiah."
"Do you need to throw these away?" Unexpectedly, a dark blue shadow stopped at our table.
Holding the dried meat in my mouth, I turned my head angrily and saw that the person speaking was the only waitress in the store.
Maybe she is the Dini the shop owner mentioned?
This Dai Ni is a night elf with dark blue skin. Her eyelids are drooping listlessly, her lips are dry, and she seems to be very tired.
"Uh, no need." Gregor guarded the plate in confusion, "It tastes very good. I can eat it all or get another one."
"It tastes good?" Waitress Dani was extremely confused. She quickly reached out and picked out a piece of fish from Greco's plate and stuffed it into her mouth. After chewing it for a few times, she frowned. Then, under Gregor's surprised gaze, she picked a piece from Darien's plate, "Bah!" This time, she spit it directly on the ground, "Ahem, it's just your luck."
Dallion immediately pushed the plate over and took mine with him, "Miss, can I ask you something?" He asked politely, and took out a red apple from his personal luggage and placed it on the On my hand, I seemed to see him ordering me to eat it too with his eyes.
Her milky-white eyes turned between the boy and me, and Dani curled her dark lips, "You should ask other people," she skillfully poured everything in the two plates. He took the swill bucket and put the plate back in front of us, "I'm just a hotel waiter, I don't know anything."
"I will pay you." The boy pressed a silver coin on the oily wooden table.
The metallic light made Dai Ni's eyes brighter. She looked around quickly, then wiped her hands on her apron and swept the silver coins into her pocket. "What do you want to know?" she lowered her voice. "There are no secrets from me in Golden Maple Leaf Port."
"Do you know about the Black Shark?"
"Black Shark?" Dai Ni repeated strangely, "Of course you know, Thunder Fist's ship is the largest and fastest ship nearby."
"Do you know where he is? We need to take his boat to the other side of the ocean."
The waitress shook her head, "The Black Shark really should have arrived, but it didn't arrive..." As she said that, she took another deep look in the direction of the kitchen, "I'm also waiting for the Black Shark. I keep paying. Buy a medicine for Thunder Fist, but this time, Ji Ge has finished eating the medicine, and he hasn’t sent the new medicine yet." She scratched her greasy hair, her expression became even more gloomy, "You also saw that Ji Ge has already I'm so confused. Sometimes I forget to pick out the blood threads when killing fish, and sometimes I use spices indiscriminately... But... once, his craftsmanship was unrivaled..."
invincible?
I curled my lips with some disdain, propped my head and looked at the source of the burnt smell in the air.
Anyone who can cook dishes with such a rich paste must be as bad as Mrs. Rubio!
Others seemed to be a step behind me.
After I smelled the smell, I saw Dani sniffing through my narrowed eyes, and then shouted towards the kitchen, "Jig?! Did you burn the pot?!"
"Oh!" came the annoyed cry of the dwarf shopkeeper from the kitchen, "the fish soup is dry!"
Dani sighed half annoyed and half helpless, and hurried over, "Aren't you making soup in there?!"
"...I thought I was here to cut meat!"
*
Everyone heard their conversation, and it was obvious that their conversation made the boys even more worried.
"What should we do? Young Master Mograine? We..." After a moment of silence, Grigory asked softly. In the middle of the sentence, he suddenly frowned his beautiful eyebrows, and his clenched right finger bones turned white, "Definitely It's because of the curse on me..."
"Agamand," Darien on the opposite side interrupted him with a calm and calm voice, "Look, there are many boats here, and we can always find a boat to go home."
The way he spoke was really reassuring, as if he had everything under control.
So, I nodded vigorously. Unexpectedly, this move made my head dizzy even more.
"I still have some dry food here," the tall boy began to rustle out to get things. "After lunch, we will go to the dock... We can reach the Kingdom of Stormwind or Kul Tiras..."
Somehow, his voice seemed to become dull and blurry, which made my temples jump up and down. I couldn't help but hold my cheeks with both hands...
Oh...my head is so dizzy...my vision is spinning...my cheeks are so hot...my heart is beating fast...I feel a little nauseous...
"...Messiah...you have to finish the apple...Oh! Watch out! Messiah? What's wrong with you?!" Dallion seemed to exclaim.
Um?
Why did I fall into his hands?
From this perspective, this guy's chin is so generous ... The throat is as sharp as a sword ... Obviously he was not like this before ... He came like a girl before ... still likes to cry ... Crying...
My eyelids became heavier and heavier. When my consciousness completely fell into darkness, I seemed to vaguely see the night elf waitress with droopy eyelids.
She touched my forehead and explained with a distressed look on her face, "... what you are drinking is definitely not maple juice... it is maple moonshine wine... it is hard liquor..."
