Maybe it was a few years ago, maybe it was just a year ago.
The little thing is just the most ordinary fish-man fetus. It was just an embryonic cell at first.
Thanks to the fish-man's rapid reproduction speed, it only took more than two months from appearance to birth.
The little thing was finally born.
How happy was its father, who braved countless dangers in the ocean and swam through more than ten sunrises and sunsets after all the hardships to find a shining crystal as a thank you for his mother.
From then on, it followed its father to hunt in the sea and made its own contribution to the tribe.
It grew bigger and stronger day by day. The female fishmen in the tribe wanted to have sex with it, but it had no interest in it and just observed everything around it day and night.
The peaceful life was eventually disrupted by war, and another tribe launched an attack on them, trying to steal their female fish and their territory.
Of course, the little thing also participated in the war. It was brave and smart and led the tribe to defeat the invaders time and time again.
In the end, it finally attracted the hatred and conspiracy of the invaders.
The invaders bribed several murlocs from the tribe, and with the help of these murlocs' leaks, they won several battles and captured some female murlocs.
Then the invaders said in front of these female fishmen that the recent victories were all thanks to the little thing's leaks.
The invaders then pretended to be careless and let these female fishmen go, and secretly protected them before returning to the tribe through dangerous areas.
The news brought back by the female murlocs made all the murlocs in the tribe suspicious, but under the instigation of a few murlocs bribed by the invaders, the tribe finally decided to execute the little thing.
When the fish people just carried the little thing to the center of the tribe, they were ready to tear it alive and eat it.
Its old father and mother suddenly appeared, desperate to save it and take it out of danger.
My mother died during the prison robbery and was torn into pieces and swallowed by the angry tribal fishmen.
The father took the injured little thing and sent it to a safe beach, so that it would not return to the sea for the time being and eventually die of exhaustion.
The little thing was inexplicably sad and angry.
However, before it could think about how to take the road of revenge, it was encountered by a group of adventurers who happened to be passing by the seaside, and was knocked unconscious and taken away.
Finally, after wandering all the way to Gadgetzan, he was imprisoned in a cage as a rare fish-man slave.
Murloc slaves are rare.
This is not because they are dangerous, powerful or scarce.
But this kind of intelligent creature, which is probably the most intelligent creature with the lowest intelligence in Azeroth, is completely inseparable from water.
Nagas can live ashore for several months, and they can live well if they are sprayed with water once a day or two. If a Naga is good at magic, they don't even need to be sprayed with water.
After all, they were once creatures that lived on land.
But fish people can't.
They will feel uncomfortable after being out of water for a few hours, and will start to become dehydrated after being out of water for more than a day.
If they stay out of water for too long, they will die.
In addition, fishmen are generally impatient and can easily make themselves angry to death if they stay in the water. Moreover, their IQs are really not high. Except for some wise men, it is difficult for them to understand the words of other races.
It had been more than two days since the little thing was caught ashore, and it was already on the verge of death.
He hasn't died yet, just relying on the willpower that is extremely rare among fishmen to persevere.
The little thing wants revenge.
It's going back to the sea.
It will bring death and blood, and let those tribesmen who treat it like this pay the price they deserve!
Hold on to this idea of not wanting to die.
When it was about to be dried out in the sun and about to die of dehydration, it met Tonatiu.
And it was sent to the hotel where he and Modera lived, and was placed in a large bathing basin. After being away for two days, it finally returned to the water that was the necessary condition for its survival.
The little thing came to life.
It looked at the humans and trolls in the room with a pair of ugly, but full of spiritual black eyes.
It is frightened and confused.
When he left the sea for the first time since he was born, he saw other creatures beyond the seabed. Before he could tell the difference between the creatures on land and other creatures, he was caught and sent to Gadgetzan.
When it was a child, its parents always taught it to stay away from the land. There is no water there, and there are many land demons who are full of malice towards them. To them, it is hell.
Soak in the comfortable clear water.
“Am I saved by God from hell?”
There are some simple little things in my head, I think like this.
The troll, which was so tall that it was even shorter than the opponent's knees, walked around it a few times and suddenly said in their language: "..."
…
in the room.
A little fish-man who looks gray and has a slight purple tint to his skin.
Modera acted friendly, but was also curious about why Tonatiu brought it back.
Modera became friends with a fishman, but that does not mean that she is friends with all fishmen.
That fish-man was very smart and was willing to teach her the fish-man language. That was why she was willing to be friends with it.
But obviously not all fish-men are like that.
Most murlocs are actually no different from beasts.
Among ten thousand ordinary fishmen, there may be only one smart fishman.
She stared at Tonatiu curiously.
Tonatiu was looking at the little thing.
There is a rough message from the little fishman in the retina:
But the reason why he took action to save this little fish-man was because of a new system side mission.
【Faith in the sea】
[Task description: Azeroth is not only home to diverse land, but there are also countless intelligent life forms active in the ocean! There is an opportunity before you to let the name of Tonatiu spread under the sea, seize this opportunity! 】
[Task requirement: Save the deep-sea murloc "little thing" and cure it 0/1]
[Task reward: Start spreading faith in the sea]
【……】
Seeing the little fish-man soaked in the water slowly regaining its vitality, Tonatiu sighed and reached out to cover its slippery little head.
It shrank subconsciously.
But he didn't avoid it.
A light appeared on Tonatiu's hand.
A few minutes later.
The light dissipates.
The little thing recovered completely, and the way it looked at Tonatiu changed completely.
The little guy suddenly knelt on his knees in the water basin and spoke in fish-man language: "I am willing to spread your name in the sea! I will completely belong to you. I believe in you, the sacred and great one, and I will be your most loyal servant in all my life.
.”
In Modera's surprised eyes.
Tonatiu retracted his hand.
Although he could speak and understand Murloc, he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, but even such a small thing had undergone a strong change.
It seems that the system not only cured it, but also imprinted something into its soul or body.
"Fizz. From now on you are called Fizz Tidehunter."
