Blake walked out of the bottom cabin and saw Maiev leaning against the bulkhead. The warden lady stared at Blake in the darkness with her arms folded.

Obviously, she did not follow the pirate's request to stay away from here.

According to Maiev's perception, the conversation between the stinky pirate and the emperor just now should have been overheard. Blake's expression was not good-looking either. He strode over without saying much, and pulled Maiev's long ears and tried to teach him a lesson.

she.

But as soon as he raised his hand, the warden lady slapped it away.

"You're doing something dangerous!"

The two people said this sentence almost in unison.

Of course, the meanings in their words are not the same.

The two fell silent again. Maiev glanced at the stinky pirate and spoke first:

"That Emperor Denathrius, just from his speech, I can feel that he is a quite terrifying figure.

While I can understand what you mean by 'loyal service', there is no doubt that compared to your previous 'service' to others, you are now taking advantage of each other!

He is not an existence that is easily bewitched or controlled by you... You call him the Eternal One. Just this name makes me think a lot.

You are indeed a born pirate, do you really like doing dangerous things?"

"That's what I want to tell you too!"

Blake snorted, put his hand on Maiev's long white hair in the darkness, and whispered:

"Emperor Denathrius is the eternal evil that has existed in the kingdom of death for countless years. You have to call him 'him'! In terms of the existence of power, there is no difference between him and Sargeras and Elune.

Of course, they are much weaker in terms of combat power, but for beings at that level, their combat power does not affect their power.

While you are eavesdropping on my conversation with Him, your presence has also been sensed by Him.

Conspiracy has become a physical weapon in His hands, and everything has value in His eyes.

You may be used by Him to restrain me and use me as a bargaining chip. Your mistakes will make it difficult for me in the future. Now I have to change my plan to 'cooperate' with Emperor Denathrius because of your disobedience.

Do you like doing dangerous things that much?

Maiev, I warned you before."

The cabin fell silent for a while, and Maiev turned her face away in embarrassment, not looking into Blake's eyes. She might have felt that her concern had caused some trouble for the stinking pirate.

After a few minutes she whispered:

"I'm sorry, I was too reckless and too curious."

"Um?"

Maiev admitted her mistake so frankly that the pirate blinked.

But then Blake's smile became wild. The hand that was stroking the warden's hair moved back to hold Maiev's neck. He took a step forward and picked up the apologizing lady and "pressed" her against the bulkhead.

Maiev, whose whole body was suspended in the air, used her legs to fixate on the only "fixed object" with the instinct of a sensitive watcher. This made the two people's postures in the dark become ambiguous and wild.

"You're crazy!"

Maiev quickly realized that something was wrong, and she scolded in a low voice:

"This is not on your boat!"

"Then what's the problem?"

The pirate said in the ear of the warden:

"Girls who do bad things have to be punished, right? You just admitted your mistake, right?"

"You...shameless! Let me go!"

Maiev scolded in a low voice, but how could the big bad cat Black let the little mouse in his paws go away?

When he was about to take the next step, the warden lady sighed and almost gave up the struggle completely. A few seconds later, with a confused gasp, she said in Blake's ear:

"I'm leaving...Mountain Hyjal is calling me."

"You think beautifully!"

Blake responded:

"Tylande was seriously injured this time. She won't have that much time to manage the anti-magic alliance when she returns. Hasn't Nasa already gone back? You gave her the emblem of the Warden of the Watchers.

With or without you, it won't have much impact on the combat effectiveness of the anti-demon coalition assembled by your brother.

You have served them for ten thousand years. It is time for you to retire, my prisoner. And many details during the journey to Draenor hinted at a bad omen for me.

If I let you go, I might lose you forever...

So, what exactly did you say to Hisari Black Crow?"

The pirate was answered with a passionate kiss, which interrupted all the pirate's questions.

Maiev obviously didn't want to answer this question, so she used the "perfect response" that could block the stinky pirate's endless questions.

However, her attempt to leave and return to a normal life belonging to "Maev Shadowsong" was also shattered.

Judging from the scene in front of him, Blake obviously had no intention of letting her leave his life just like that, and judging from Maiev's response, she actually didn't hate the current way of getting along with him.

Of course, it's definitely not just because of the passion flowing in the darkness.

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"You two bastards! What do you think my powerful, terrifying, gloomy and majestic pirate ship is?"

At midnight, Gaboa angrily grabbed the collar of Blake, who had just stepped onto the deck from below the cabin, and lifted the smelly pirate with a pipe in his mouth into the air.

The old troll scolded in a low voice:

"Go back to your own love nest if you're going to do those nasty things! That's enough! Didn't I prepare a bed for you in the cabin? Bastard! It's a lot of trouble to clean!"

"It's not like you have to do it yourself anyway..."

The stinky pirate who looked like he had no bones spat a smoke ring on Gaboa's face. Faced with the anger of the cursed pirate king, Black said with a playful smile:

"Thankfully you didn't plan to peek, otherwise I would have to dig out your eyeballs with a knife, which would make the relationship between us very bad.

Why are you so angry, my dear Gaboa, I did not mean to humiliate you."

"I don't care! You offended me!"

The old troll gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice:

"You may not know this, but I am a bad guy with a mysophobia, and I must now remove the section of bulkhead in the bottom tank that was 'polluted' by you.

You must compensate me!

Your woman is satisfied, your base desires have been satisfied, and now you have to satisfy your dear partner who wants to stab you to death!

Understand?"

"I'm not interested in men, especially a bastard like you."

Black grinned, and when Gaboa was about to get angry, the stinky pirate patted him on the shoulder and said:

"I'm just about to discuss this matter with our Majesty Lothar. Don't worry, your ship will be responsible for sending our Majesty the Lich King to Northrend.

He wants to complete his first and second death conquests there, and he wants to bring chaos to life and death in the entire world. Do you know how many lives he needs to kill to complete this terrible task?

On top of ordinary life, he also has to get rid of those more powerful essences, those so-called 'gods' that are gathered from the divine power of life... Ah, look at your damn despicable smile, it seems you already understand me

What are you talking about?"

"Of course, of course!"

The anger on Gaboa's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a flattering and satisfied smile. He gently put Blake, who was holding his collar, on the ground, and held the smelly pirate's shoulders like two good brothers.

.

He said:

“If you want to talk about the ghost place in Northrend which has the most life, it must be Zul’Drak, the home of my distant brothers and the frost trolls.

So where is the first target of our powerful and dark Lord Lothar to conquer?

I heard there are a lot of country loa there."

Gaboa stroked his fangs and said with a sneer:

"Anyway, what His Majesty the Lich King wants is their death, or that they can be resurrected into flesh and blood bodies of horrific undead. No one cares about where their powerful souls go.

It just so happens that I also need the power of a few Loa to help me fulfill my longing...

Ah, my road to becoming a god!

I didn’t expect it to be realized in this way!”

The old troll pirate smiled like a fox who had stolen a chicken. He slapped Black on the shoulder and said loudly:

"As expected of you, Black Shaw, you always know exactly how to satisfy your partners, and you can always please everyone so easily.

Then, I have decided!"

Gaboya stretched out his voice and shouted with the hot wind scimitar on his waist:
To be continued...