Chapter 5: The Pointy-Eared Things for the First Time (1)
"Slaves with pointed ears are a hot commodity, compared with human things and dwarf things..."
Along the way, Rum boasted about the goods in his hands, obviously preparing for a subsequent price increase.
"Rum, do you think I'm an idiot?"
When leaving the gorgeous sail warship with black and purple as the main decoration, Eski, who was unbearably noisy by the noisy sales language, shouted angrily at Rum.
Covered by the breathing filter, his voice sounded even more angry.
"No one is interested in pointy-eared things, only some weirdos with weird quirks, warlords who are crazy or poor enough to want to go to war with pointy-eared things, and you, you want pointy-eared things.
Navigation Technology."
When Esky pointed out the actual situation, Rum didn't seem angry at all, but changed the subject very naturally.
"Let's go see the slaves first."
This is a huge pier that stretches for nearly ten kilometers. Under the sickly green light of the towering spiers in the distance, sailboats and paddle boats line up the entire harbor.
On the dock, the slave rats were busy unloading the goods using the crane provided by the Skry clan. After unloading the goods, the slave rats were soon sent into the deep tunnel.
In several huge dry docks, slave rats are laying keels and installing ship planks. Perhaps not long after, several more ships will be launched into the water.
In addition, the peaks on both sides are dotted with countless dug underground rivers, and there are more small docks in the underground rivers.
All of these are the assets of the Scurvy Clan, but the Scurvy Clan cannot even swallow up most of the profits. This is all because the warlord of the Scurvy Clan failed to join the Council of Thirteen.
The dungeon is in a tunnel not far from the elf ship. As for what elf it is, there is no suspense for Eski. The iconic decoration has already shown that the previous ship was the ship of the dark elf.
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Of course, you don't need to think about it to know that it is impossible for the Scurvy clan to attack the ships of the high elves, unless they want to be chased to the ends of the earth by the dragon ships of the high elves.
As for the Dark Elf’s Black Ark?
The islands moving in the sea are indeed powerful warships, but not to mention whether the limited warships of the dark elves will be wasted looking for the attacked ships. Even if they think about it, the high elves' naval blockade against them will make them give up this idea.
Although the power of the naval blockade has been greatly reduced due to the war between the high elves and the dwarves, it is still not worth risking the loss of the Druzi's valuable fleet for a missing ship.
It was only a few hundred years ago that the dragon ship Indra Gunir sank the Black Ark Palace of Joy and Oblivion, which was not enough time for the elves to forget it.
so……
When they arrived at the entrance of the dungeon, they were indeed dark elves, but it was beyond Eski's expectation.
"Witch spirit?"
There are seven living elves in the dungeon, and most of the decorations are ordinary pirate members, but they are not important, and Eski does not expect the people of the Scurvy clan to catch the mage.
Any elf mage is enough to make these rats lose thousands of lives. The rats of ordinary clans without magic cannot restrain the mage, and the most they can do is kill the mage.
One of them, a snow-white figure with every joint in his body chained, immediately caught Esky's attention.
With colorful decorations on his face that showed he had been bathed in blood, almost no clothes covering his body, only a small amount of silk hanging on his body, light-toned hair, and strong muscles all over his body under his skin, this Druchi is obviously the god of murder.
bride.
"You tied Khaine's bride to the great bell of the Horned One?"
Esky was shocked, and quickly realized that this matter could be used to his advantage, so his shocked tone took on an angry tone.
"I have to report you, the glorious Horned Supreme. The Gray Prophet clan will hold me accountable for not reporting the knowledge, and the Council of Thirteen may also..."
The further he spoke, the longer his tone became.
"Hmph. Whether the alien gods will pose a threat to the horned Supreme, we still have to leave it to the thirteen-member council to judge."
By doing this, regardless of whether Eski can benefit or not, the Scurvy Clan will definitely be bitten off a large piece of flesh by the Council of Thirteen and the Gray Prophet Clan.
"You...what do you want."
Rum was shocked that the engineer warlock could attack from this aspect, and for a moment, he lost his mind.
He is not a captain, his only specialty is sales promotion, which of course refers to those warlords who know nothing about trade. In most cases, he can knock off a fortune from those warlords who only have muscles and conspiracy in their minds.
"Aren't I friends with the Scurvy Clan? Wouldn't it be great as long as Kane's bride is moved outside the Skaven City before the Gray Prophet and the Council of Thirteen discover it?"
During his stay, Eski added his own suggestions.
This time, Rum reacted, and he spoke sharply and urgently.
"In that case, only you can bid for it. We might as well give you the pointy-eared thing, right?"
Rum already understood Esky's intention. He would not want to do something that would harm others and not benefit himself, especially when he had already suffered a loss by doing such a thing.
But he didn't dare to bet that Eski would really not do this. No matter what, as long as he harmed the interests of the Scurvy clan, Brandy would most likely be stripped of his current position.
That is absolutely unacceptable.
However, if he follows Eski's idea, he will probably cause the clan to lose thousands of dimension stones, but this loss can be concealed by his professional accountant through some means.
He had already made up his mind on how to choose between the two sides. The rat people would never harm their personal interests for the sake of the clan's interests, not to mention that the former choice would cause greater damage to the clan's interests.
The two powers harm each other, whichever is less. I have no choice but to make the loss smaller for the sake of the clan.
Thinking of this, his tense and distorted facial fur relaxed, and he suddenly approached Esky.
"I can sell all the pointed-eared slaves at the lowest price, 1,400 dimensional coins."
Hearing this suggestion, Eski's white beard leaking out of the breathing filter trembled.
"Hey, what can we do? We are friends, and I have to consider the Horned Supreme wholeheartedly. I can only accept this fairy for the Horned Supreme and torture him slowly."
After saying that, he scanned the entire dungeon as if he wanted to see through the entire body of the elves.
"Those pointy-eared things never speak. You won't get the magic of pointy-eared things. Esky, don't you have that kind of hobby?"
Rum suddenly asked in a strange tone.
"Um?"
Esky was confused.
"The hobby of hairless things may be because you already have a breeding rat with smooth white hair, so you want to try hairless things."
After saying that, Rum even clicked his tongue. He didn't know whether he was envious of Eski for having a special unmodified breeding rat, but he could only use a few hundred kilograms of the clan's public supplies, or he was really disgusted by Eski.
Hobby.
Damn it, these rats are really good at figuring things out, Eski complained in his mind.
However, if he really left it alone, the Scurvy Clan might have made up some inexplicable nickname for themselves. He had heard that some rat men had nicknames such as "Crazy" and "Hairless Monster".
Maybe the last nickname will belong to him.
"If I can take over this batch of pointy-eared gadget slaves, and get things related to pointed-eared gadgets at preferential prices in the future, I can help you solve all problems with pointy-eared gadgets' ships."
Eski gave Rum a hint in his eyes, telling him not to think that he really had weird habits, and then said.
"That's what I meant by long-term cooperation before."