Dancing with the beautiful daughter of Trade Prince Marty is a beautiful thing that local snake Rick never dared to dream of.
Rick acted completely like a nobleman, with a confident smile, and walked straight to Nyssa, the daughter of the Trade Prince.
"Want to dance?" Rick invited elegantly.
Perhaps Rick's dress was too dazzling, or the palm-sized diamond brooch on his chest really blinded the goblin's eyes.
"Why not?" Nisha accepted the little gangster's invitation with a smile on her lips.
Goblins rely on their clothes. Under the gorgeous appearance, no one knows what kind of person they are inside.
In fact, Rick is just a goblin commoner, and everything he owns belongs to a certain trading magnate. He is of such a lowly and humble class, even touching Nissa's shadow will make her feel insulted, and she will have nightmares for several days.
The two walked to the center of the ballroom, dancing and chatting. Rick first introduced himself, claiming that he was a wealthy businessman from Steamwheedle Port, which surprised Nissa:
"I don't remember my father inviting the goblins from Steamwheedle Port."
Rick smiled faintly, revealing an inscrutable smile: "There is nothing that macaroons can't buy."
This domineering attitude won Nissa's favor, and the two soon talked about the topic of Steamwheedle Port.
"I heard that the Prince of Steamwheedle is in trouble." Nissa mocked her father's rival unceremoniously: "It is rumored that Steamwheedle Enterprise only cooperates with orcs and has lost the neutral position of goblins."
"Rumors are just rumors." Rick didn't know much about the secrets between the trade princes, so he could only deal with it.
"Our Bilgewater Port is completely different." Nissa talked about the business she was unfamiliar with: "We treat all business partners equally, whether they are orcs or humans. We traded with Jaina of Theramore just a few days ago.
We also purchased a shipload of swamp crocodile skins; our club also entertains orcs, consuming a thousand charcoal-roasted goblin babies every day."
Goblins are creatures with a strong reproductive capacity, just like rabbits and mice, and their fertility is uncontrolled. When Nissa talked about the barbecue business of goblin cubs, her face was filled with pride, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
Rick is very familiar with this business. He once helped the kitchen in the club and cleaned the internal organs of goblin babies. In most cases, he took them home and ate them. He suddenly showed a look of yearning: "That is a rare delicacy, oh
,No, it’s a good business, Hotsand Port has not yet launched such services.”
"The Steamwheedle Port is not competitive." Nissa said ostentatiously: "The Kezan Islands will not sell goblin babies to the Steamwheedle Port, and the orcs will not travel long distances into the desert to taste delicious food."
Rick shrugged, with a mysterious smile on his face, but he didn't know how to answer.
When talking about the orcs, Nissa showed a shy look and said with a blushing face: "You know, the great savior Thrall is my idol. He is so noble and great. I really wish I was born as a female orc."
Then you can marry the great Savior."
Even the daughter of the Trade Prince did not understand the true character of Sal, the savior, let alone the little gangster Rick, who also showed admiration, with little stars in his eyes.
"Yes, Thrall, the savior, is so great. He dedicated everything to saving Azeroth. It would be such an honor to be able to serve beside Thrall."
Nissa looked serious, as if she was swearing: "I am willing to do anything for the savior Thrall, including everything."
Robbie hid in a corner and listened carefully to the conversation between the two. Rick was obviously fascinated by Nyssa and forgot about his original mission, but Nyssa mentioned Jaina, which made Robbie interested.
There seems to be nothing wrong with Trade Prince Malti doing business with Jaina and acquiring swamp crocodile skins.
But Gianna was a person worthy of vigilance, so Robbie had to pay attention, so he used magic to secretly transmit the message: "Rick, ask about the trade with Gianna, don't forget your mission."
Only then did Rick understand his purpose, his mind became clearer, and he quickly showed a friendly smile. He knew how to get to the topic: "I heard that Gianna is a great mage, but I didn't expect that she would do business."
Nissa tried her best to recall everything about Jaina to appear knowledgeable and not fall behind in the conversation. She was silent for a while and replied:
"A nice human woman. Theramore has beautiful scenery and beautiful beaches. Many of our technicians entered Theramore by boat."
Goblin Technician Enters Theramore?
Robbie was suddenly shocked. Goblins were extremely harsh on their subordinates. They wanted to peel off their skin and suck their marrow. They couldn't even think about going on vacation.
Perhaps, the acquisition of crocodile skin is just a cover to hide the truth, and the real purpose is to transport goblin technicians into Theramore. There is no doubt that goblin technicians serve the Burning Legion.
Then it can be inferred that the Burning Legion's rear base, the secret base of the magic mecha production line, is built in Theramore, hidden somewhere in Dustwallow Swamp.
What an unexpected gain.
An old goblin greeted the guests haughtily. He was wearing a gorgeous robe and holding a rusty cane in his hand. This was the symbol of the power of the Bilgewater Consortium, the supreme Bilgewater Scepter.
Looking at the wrinkled old goblin, Robbie secretly dismissed him. He was too weak and was just an ordinary goblin. He was obviously a stand-in for Trade Prince Marty.
Where is the real Trade Prince hidden? Perhaps only his daughter knows.
Robbie used the Eye of C'Thun and carefully observed every room in the mansion. As expected, he found nothing. Malti did not attend his daughter's birthday party as Rick said.
However, Robbie made an unexpected discovery.
In a banquet hall behind the mansion, Robbie found a dozen orcs in full armor. Their leader was the familiar Eitrigg, killing a plate of delicious charcoal-roasted goblin babies.
Why is Eitrigg here? Robbie is a little surprised.
In Eitrigg's pocket, there was an ancient secret recipe. After reading it, Robbie finally understood the true purpose of this birthday party.
Robbie quietly sent a message to Rick and warned: "Don't show surprise. Repeat everything I told you in Nissa's ear, and be sure to behave naturally."
Rick hurriedly approached Nissa’s ear and whispered:
"Beautiful Nisha, you are so beautiful and fascinating."
There was a sarcastic smile on Nisa's lips: "Are you going to propose to me? My father doesn't allow me..."
"No, no!" Rick interrupted Nisha rudely: "Your beauty makes me unbearable, so I must tell you the truth and talk about your most admired savior, Thrall."
Upon hearing the news about Thrall, Nissa showed an expectant expression, her eyes were blurred, and her little deer bumped around.
"The great savior Thrall obtained a secret recipe called Schisandra chinensis, which comes from the ancient Kezan troll tribe." Rick said calmly: "It is said to be the highest alchemy achievement of the troll tribe. The materials include nightmare vine, void
Flowers, ancient moss, golden ginseng and other precious herbs, especially the main medicine are the most rare and require five young goblins."
Nisha asked with concern: "Oh my god, is the great savior sick? Why does he need the ancient secret recipe?"
"This shouldn't be your focus." Rick said regretfully: "Beautiful lady, you are one of the main ingredients."