"Poor man, I gave him the medicine prepared by my crazy witch doctor Rahnka, and finally made him calm down."

In Nat's ancestral home, which was cleanly cleaned by the little maid Taresha, the pirate summoned Hal and Vereni. He pointed at Nat Pagle, who was sleeping soundly on the chair, and said

The two people in front of me said:

"I just showed him a look, and I already understand the 'cause' of his illness. Hal, you don't have to worry, Nat is not crazy, he is just about to go crazy.

He can still be saved, don't be afraid."

Black smoked a dwarf pipe, blew out a few smoke rings, and said to Hal, who looked worried:

"But the 'medicine' that can cure his illness is only available in Kul Tiras, so you may have to take your crazy brother to the ocean kingdom next.

However, the route to Kul Tiras is no longer a dangerous journey. There are many captains in Booty Bay who run this route. It is fun to go to Kul Tiras. I have connections there. How much does your trip cost?

No need to worry.

This trip is considered a ‘publicly funded trip’ for you.

You and Vereny take Nat with you to Booty Bay first. There is a boat there that will arrange for you to go to Kul Tiras. Once you arrive, someone will pick you up.

Send Nat to Stormsong Valley and ask the tidesages to treat him, and you don't have to worry about the rest.

Just wait until Nat recovers and then take him back."

Having said this, the pirate glanced at the two couples holding hands in front of him, raised his eyebrows and said:

"You haven't gone on your honeymoon since you got married, right?

Just in time, let’s go to Kul Tiras for a nice stroll this time. You can take little Connie and the other children with you. It’s very important for children to see the world as they grow up.

Set off as soon as possible, at least in the afternoon, don't stay here in Northern Xinjiang recently, it's not a good place."

"I'm willing to go. Nat is my friend who grew up together. We are like brothers."

Hal agreed without any hesitation.

Vereny was a little worried, but she didn't object.

"Very good, then Nat will be left to you."

Blake stood up, picked up the wine bottle at hand, drank the wine in one gulp, pursed his lips, pointed to Taresha holding the magic broom, and said to Hal:

"By the way, I will send my chief cleaning maid to Tol Barad and let her 'intern' on Eudora's ship for a period of time. I'm leaving now, I still have some things to do."

After saying that, the pirate turned around and jumped into the shadows and disappeared.

He left in a hurry.

Because before Nat fell asleep, he gave him a "prophecy" that there were two groups of people tracking him on the hills.

"The short Death God with eagle eyes, this should be old Hemet Nesingwari, right? The legendary dwarf hunter is indeed closely related to the Secret Path. He should be the contact of that ancient organization in the Eastern Continent.

people."

Blake quickly left Nanhai Town, thinking in his mind:

"As for the burning green chaos, you don't have to guess, it must be the Rende Society. Well, my precious little bird, Hisari Black Crow, is very fast. She contacted her compatriots as soon as she arrived in Dalaran.

them.

But he set a trap for me...

But I'm very nice to her.

He even went around catching bugs for her to eat, which didn’t offend her. Alas, it’s really hard to guess a woman’s thoughts.”

The pirate complained, hid in the nearby forest, took off his cloak and battle helmet, put on the Pirate King suit, summoned Old Bone Eater, released the swift undead eagle, and let it fly all the way to the west for reconnaissance.

According to Nat's dream, the Rende Society should currently be in the area bordering the Silverpine Forest and the hills, which is not far from Dalaran.

As for the pirate himself, he must first find the whereabouts of old Hemet.

"You also go and help find it."

Blake called the hippogryph to the sky and landed in the forest, and then gave orders to the little fishman who followed him at the water's edge:

"Spread out your murlocs and search along the coast and rivers. Whether you find dwarves or elves, come and report to me."

"Quack"

Today, Benbolba, who had changed into a set of murloc robes, performed a pirate military salute secretly, and blew a murloc whistle to call his owl "Quak quack!"

While Blake was flying to Dangarok Castle, he was also riding an owl to other places.

"I sense you are excited, which is unusual for a 'prey' being hunted by two groups at the same time."

This time, it was not Xal'atath who spoke in the pirate's heart, but Kasanatil, who had refused to communicate since he was "bound".

The devil in Blake's heart said suspiciously:

"You act as if you are not a prey, but a hunter about to join the hunt. Why? What are you going to do to them?"

"Well, your question doesn't sound very smart, and the answer is very simple. I want to watch the whole hill burn!"

The pirate replied seriously, then let out a weird laugh and said:

"My confidence is based on sufficient intelligence collection. I am a 'secondary target' to both Old Hemet and the Rende Society.

Their goal was to catch me, not kill me, which meant there was no risk even if I failed.

But if they fail, their fate will be uncertain.

I have been learning hunting skills from my mentor, but I have already figured out Lilesa's fighting style, and it is difficult to find the initial 'passion' in the confrontation with each other.

Old Hemet is the second legendary hunter I have met, and I think I can definitely learn a lot of useful things from him."

"Then you are taking the initiative to challenge the legendary hunter?"

Cassanatil's tone became even weirder.

It says:

"According to my understanding of you hunters and rangers, given the current situation, shouldn't you choose terrain that is beneficial to you and lay weak traps?"

"Well, this is my disadvantage."

The pirate shrugged and tightened the reins to let the hippogryph change direction and fly faster in the direction of the dwarf castle where he had fought.

He explained:

"Every legendary hunter has his own advantages, and my mentor is not good at using traps, and as her student, I am naturally not good at it either. Using traps in front of a scary old guy like Hemet will only expose my position.

But I'm not going to die either.

I know that old Hemet has a very bad habit. Although he is the most famous hunter in the world, he is a lonely and sensitive guy.

He and his children had huge family conflicts.

He can work alone, but he prefers to gather some like-minded friends to act together. Unfortunately, his friends are generally not as powerful as him.

This is a terrible weakness for a hunter.

How could an evil guy like me let go of such a weakness?"

Blake let out a sinister laugh. He set out from the forest next to Nanhai Town and arrived at the castle where the dwarves were stationed in the hills in twenty minutes.

He is very familiar with the surrounding environment here. When he was still weak, he made his first appearance here.

Soon, Blake discovered a newly built camp near the river bank of Dangarok Castle. It was a standard hunting camp. Inside, a man and a woman carrying shotguns were directing a group of hunters to work.

Blake used his amazing eyesight to see a well-dressed little dwarf, holding a large notebook and sitting on a box by the river bank, writing something on it.

But old Hemet Nesingwari was not found among them.

The pirate sneered, jumped down from the saddle of the hippogryph in the sky, entered Shadow Escape in mid-air, and roared down to the hunter camp below.

When it comes to kidnapping, you have to act as quickly as possible.

He pulled out the sap stick in mid-air, and with a precise flash when he was about to land, he jumped behind the male hunter who was flirting with the female hunter, knocking him unconscious with a bang.

The huntress reacted quickly and immediately took out her pistol.

But in front of a master assassin, her movements were still a little slow. There was another bang, and the strong huntress who was hit with a stick staggered and fell to the ground.

Ten seconds later, on the river bank, the pirate put the two tightly tied hunters on the saddles of the hippogryphs, jumped over the river lightly, and got close to the little dwarf who was concentrating on writing something.

Blake took a look and found that the latter was writing the third autobiography about old Hemet. She should be the novelist hired by the old dwarf.

Speaking of which, there are indeed some rumors that Hemet's wonderful autobiography was dictated by him and then created and completed by others.

Well, so this little artistic dwarf in front of you is actually the "royal writer" of old Hemet?

Important person.

Tied!

"Bang"

The wooden stick fell with precise force and hit the dwarf on the back of the head, causing the latter to stagger and fall down, and was picked up by Blake casually.

In the background of manuscripts scattered everywhere in the wind, the pirates who had completed the kidnapping operation mounted the hippogryph, took their three "prey", and quickly headed towards the west of the hills.

Everything went smoothly.
To be continued...