Malti was born a commoner. Because of his nimble fingers and superb skills, he was selected by the technicians of the Burning Legion. He stayed up for three days and three nights, repaired seven magic mechas, and made great contributions to the Legion.
With the secret support of the Legion, Malti became the Trade Prince of Bilgewater Port. It is said that the Legion gave him mysterious powers. His personal strength is still good, but Malti, like all the rich goblin merchants, is very afraid of death.
Competition among goblin nobles is never merciless, and assassinations are commonplace. Malti learned from the previous trade princes and chose a few substitutes to be in the foreground. No one knows where the real Malti is.
Robbie wanted to invade directly, but he couldn't find Malty's true identity. The Trade Prince's hiding place has always been very secret. It is said that the previous Trade Prince has been dead for many years and no one knows about it. His stand-in is still active in Bilgewater Port.
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Rick was worthy of being a local snake in Bilgewater Port and knew all the ways here. He felt distressed and took out ten macaroons to buy the news and learned the whereabouts of a ruined nobleman.
After some haggling, Rick purchased an invitation from the run-down nobleman for a "high price" of fifteen macaroons.
However, Rick did one more thing. He wrote a secret letter and hid it in his shoe cabinet. Then he came to see Robbie. With a flattering look on his face, he vividly told the origin of the invitation:
"Dear Sir, I bought this invitation from a dilapidated nobleman. This nobleman's father was originally a tycoon in Bilgewater Port, and he was also a well-known big shot back then."
In the goblin business hierarchy, magnates are second only to trade princes.
Rick said with envy and contempt:
"Marti was so poor back then that the woman he loved looked down on him and fell into the arms of a rich man. He is now the run-down nobleman. Later, Malti became rich and bankrupted the giant family. Now Malti
For my daughter’s birthday, I specially invited this former wealthy man to attend a dinner to show off his wealth. This was a very private banquet, and the invitations were very limited. Poor man, he didn’t even have any decent clothes, so he had to sell them to me.
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A very clichéd story. Robbie looked at the invitation letter, which was a very ordinary post. Although Marty was a prominent trade prince, he was quite stingy.
Robbie asked worriedly: "With this invitation letter, will you definitely be able to meet the real Malti?"
Rick showed a smart look, patted his chest full of ribs and assured:
"Marty is very careful. A robot is responsible for security at his banquet. It only recognizes invitations but not people. He loves his daughter very much and will definitely show up at the banquet."
Robbie nodded and paid the balance, but did not let Rick leave and fell into thinking.
"Dear Sir, is there anything else I can do for you?" Rick asked carefully.
"It's a difficult choice." Robbie looked at the ogres and Kezan trolls beside him, and said calmly: "Before you betray me to Marty, let the Kezan trolls cook you and eat you.
, or let the ogre eat you alive?"
The ogre captain grinned and showed an ugly smile. The Kezan troll remained calm and just took off his shield. The round pot-shaped shield was very suitable for cooking meat, including goblins.
Rick shivered with fear and hurriedly knelt on the ground, sweat flowing down his face. He barely mustered up the courage and still wanted to struggle. Robbie smiled and said:
"Don't say you told a secret to a friend, that letter is in your shoe cabinet."
Rick was completely desperate, lying on the ground shivering.
Robbie looked at him carefully: "How did you find out that I was a fake goblin?"
Rick replied tremblingly: "The way you look at us is completely different from those of the goblins. There is more of a sense of equality, rather than disgust and contempt from the bottom of your heart."
Robbie frowned slightly. He thought that his magic disguise was perfect, but he didn't expect that there was such a flaw. Of course, Rick, who could see through such flaw, had a knowledge and vision that was not comparable to that of ordinary goblins.
"It's interesting." Robbie's words revealed incomparable confidence: "Actually, I'm not worried about you betraying me to Malti. The power I have is not comparable to that of the small goblins. As long as I am willing
, with one order, Bilgewater Port can be razed to the ground."
Rick's eyes widened in surprise, and after a long while he said: "Are you an adult from the Burning Legion?"
After hearing this, Robbie's heart moved, and he simply made a mistake, and a little evil power appeared in his hand: "Little goblin, you have a good sense, you guessed right."
Rick cried bitterly and sobbed: "Sir, if I knew that you were from the Burning Legion, even if I were killed, I would not dare to tell Maldi. I beg you to spare my life, and I will be willing to serve you."
This goblin is quite clever and can be used. Robbie nodded and asked: "The Legion never takes in waste. You have to show your abilities. How much do you know about Malti? The more detailed the better?"
Rick was indeed smart enough. He guessed that the Burning Legion sent people to secretly investigate whether Malti had betrayed the Legion. He hurriedly said: "I have heard some news that Malti once sold weapons to the Kingdom of Stormwind, and
The dwarf of Ironforge, he is a mercenary guy who has forgotten the grace of the Legion."
This is actually not surprising. The goblins usually only have gold coins in their eyes, but no position.
"What else?" Robbie's tone didn't seem to care about this.
In order to survive, Rick also fought hard. After thinking for a long time, he said: "Marty and Jaina are colluding. I heard that Jaina's envoy has entered the Bilgewater Port."
After all, Rick is just a local snake in Bilgewater Port. He does not know the true relationship between Jaina, the orcs, and the Burning Legion. He simply believes that humans and orcs are natural enemies.
Robbie stood up and said majestically:
"Rick, to tell you the truth, the Legion is not at ease with Malti. It needs to know everything about him to ensure that nothing goes wrong. I will take you to Malti's banquet. I hope you can act accordingly. This is not just a chance for you to survive.
If Malti does betray the Legion, Bilgewater will need a new Trade Prince to replace him."
Rick was trembling with excitement and hurriedly swore that he was willing to serve the Burning Legion.
At the mansion of Trade Prince Malti, Rick, who had redressed himself, looked like a real goblin noble. He was full of style. There were not many people attending the banquet. Even though he was not a relative, Rick greeted every goblin and behaved in a polite manner.
Neither humble nor arrogant.
With the adults of the Burning Legion as his backers, this guy's temperament is completely different.
Then, Nyssa, the Trade Prince's daughter, appeared.
Dressed in a tight blue outfit and a dragonfly hairpin made of diamonds, it's a pity that Robbie can't appreciate the beauty of the gnome.
Rick was immediately fascinated by Nissa and exclaimed in amazement: "Oh my God, her skin is as beautiful as the dark green ocean, her eyes are like the night in an emerald mine, and the light of her hair makes diamond hairpins pale in comparison."
"Behave like a real nobleman and invite her to dance." Robbie ordered: "Pry out the voice from the woman. This is your new task."