Chapter 411: Eventful Season
Cardiff. Skobystin is a bandit leader in the whole world, but he is also a figure in this part of Tanaris, and his wasteland bandits are also a big force in this endless sandy sea - of course, he just thinks so.
Lately, Cardiff has been in trouble.
The most precious thing in the desert is the water source, of course, but the natural water here is either in the hands of the Sandfury Trolls or in the camp of the savage Sandhammer Ogre, neither of which Cardiff can afford to provoke, so he turned his mind to the goblins' Gakison Water Company.
As we all know, goblins are very good at business and engineering, but they are limited by the innate qualities of their bodies, and their individual strength is very weak, and Cardiff, who is an epic stalker, said that he really doesn't have much pressure to find trouble with goblins. As long as you are careful when you act, and don't go too far, you can be your own robber head without worrying about big trouble.
If nothing special happens, such occasional robbery, the life of scraping some benefits from the goblin may continue forever, but this world just loves tossing, and when you think it will be dull, the twists and turns come.
The old rivals of the Bloodsail Fleet, the Blackwater Bandits, were actually suppressed by the newly established Riptide Castle Naval Army, and the unrestrained Bloodsail Fleet began to frequently attack the ports and trading fleets of the goblins, and the goblins had to strengthen the defense of the port city, and Cardiff did not know about other places, but he knew the situation in Tanaris completely.
In order to guard against possible attacks by the Bloodsail Pirates, the defense of the hot sand port has been strengthened a lot, and strengthening the defense requires manpower, the overall strength of the goblins here is limited, and the strengthening of the defense of the hot sand port must be at the expense of the defense forces of other places, and the goblins of the city of Kalkison will definitely not let it have the slightest danger, so there is not much left for manpower.
It was under such circumstances that Cardiff received the news that the goblins had the audacity to send the guards guarding the water source to the hot sand harbor.
The water source, this place is almost the lifeblood of the goblins here, how could they be so stupid?
Cardiff's first reaction to hearing the news was that there was something wrong with the news, but as he continued to think about it, he became more and more sure that the news was correct.
Yes, water is indeed the lifeblood of the goblins, but because of this, no one would think that the goblins would be bold enough to weaken the defenses there, so that even if others get the news, they will think it is fake and ignore it.
If you really ignore it, you will be laughed at by the nasty little dwarfs afterwards, and it will become their bragging rights—behold, the bandits of the wasteland are enough to make trouble even if we weaken the defense of the water source.
Originally, with Cardiff's surname, even if it was determined that this was a goblin trick, he would have scrutinized it, but one of his big-mouthed cronies got drunk and told the news, so the wasteland bandits couldn't sit still, and they all said that Cardiff would lead them to take the opportunity to rob the goblins' water source.
Forced to comply, even though Cardiff was the leader, he made a decision he would regret for the rest of his life - to seize the water while the Goblins' defenses were weakened.
Unfortunately, Cardiff didn't know that when he made this decision and set off with his men, his big-mouthed cronies and the two small leaders of his men who had caused trouble at the beginning were waiting for Bigwitz to meet him.
“…… That's how it happened. ”
Fastola stood in front of Leo, and he knew all too well what happened in the Wasteland Bandits and Gakison, including why the bandits had betrayed Cardiff, because these betrayed guys had been turned into his own people.
"Let them work hard under the goblins, these green-skinned dwarfs want to build up a force again after losing the Blackwater bandits, and it just happens to cheapen me."
Leo Mo clutched the Ring of Forbidden Words on his finger and smiled playfully.
The goblins fell into trouble as soon as they lost their power as the Blackwater Bandits, forcing them to cultivate new forces.
As it happens, Leo approached the door and asked for a partnership with the Knightson Water Company, and the goblin decided to use his power to get rid of Cardiff, the pesky fly, in order to vent his frustration at being blocked by the Bloodsail Pirates. However, the situation later changed, and after Leo met with Bigwitz, the goblins found that Leo had seen through their plans, so the goblins, unwilling to be led by a human by the nose, turned on a new method - not to kill all the wasteland bandits, but to enlist some of them to work for themselves.
It was too time-consuming and labor-intensive to re-establish a new one, and it was much easier to use the foundations of the old forces to develop one's own power, and the goblins chose a shortcut.
The hasty decision was not perfect after all, which gave Leo the opportunity to mix sand inside, the bandits who betrayed Cardiff had been controlled by Faltora before they came to Garkison, and the goblins were destined to lose both men and money this time.
"Cardiff has taken the bait, so let's go to Hot Sand Harbor."
Although Leo promised to help the goblins get rid of the wasteland bandit leader Cardiff, but an epic stalker is really not worth his own trip, after all, not all stalkers have as good skills as Pacsonia, from the information Leo has obtained, this Cardiff is an ordinary commodity in the hands of the epic bandits, and Leo sent Anoxxuta to wait for him at the water source enough to kill the bandit leader.
The hot sand port is the only seaport in Tanaris that the goblins have spent a lot of effort here, and it is the guarantee of the prosperity of Kalkisen, which is cheaper and more expensive than land transportation at all times. The Hot Sand Harbor Goblins can transport certain scarce resources in Tanaris at a very low price, and then sell them at a high price, making a profit on the difference.
If Kalkyson has stopped Tanaris from connecting the outside world by land, then the port of hot sand holds the throat of this endless sea of sand and sea, which is rich and rich.
In terms of prosperity, the port is no worse than Kakisen, with pedestrians shuttling around, travelers looking for companions to venture into the desert together, vendors selling all kinds of items, and employers who need to collect certain items in the desert but can't go there in person for various reasons, and you can see orcs, humans, trolls and even minotaurs and elves are not uncommon, anyway, there are all kinds of people.
Due to the goblins' neutrality policy, open battles are not allowed in their cities, and if there is a problem that cannot be solved, you can go outside, but if you do it in the city, don't blame the goblin guards for not being polite. Although the goblins are physically weak, the combat machines they create are not a joke, and even the epic-level masters will be unnaturally less angry when facing hundreds of thick barrels.
Not everyone is keen on brainless racial vendettas, after all, this is a real world and not a game of deliberately creating factions for the sake of playable surnames, there is a neutral city that communicates with each other is exactly what everyone wants, where you can exchange all kinds of goods, such as some things that are more common with orcs are rare goods for humans, and vice versa, everyone takes what they need and benefits each other.
As for how to understand each other's meaning when communicating with each other, please, don't you know how to learn languages when you are in the real world? Besides, there is a kind of dongdong in this world called lingua franca.
Walking out of the teleportation array, a slightly fishy sea breeze stimulated Leo's sense of smell, which was much better than the scorching heat of Kakison, and the hot sand port as a harbor city gave him a lot better feeling.
"My lord, this is a good thing, only ten gold coins."
A group of vendors peddle groceries, one of whom catches Leo's attention, who keeps recommending his merchandise to Fastola - a strange pile of carapaces.
"I bought this, where did you get it?"
Leo motioned for Fastola to give the vendor ten gold coins to buy the carapace, and asked casually, seemingly casually.
The vendor who accepted the gold coins grinned happily, he spent two gold coins to buy these carapaces from a team of adventurers, but he didn't expect to sell them in only half a day, but the hawkers who have been in the hot sand port for a long time and have seen all kinds of people also know that the other party does not value these strange carapaces at all, but wants to ask him where this kind of item appears, otherwise he will buy it without telling the price?
"My lord, I bought these things from a team of adventurers, these people got them when they returned from Angolo Crater, I don't know the specifics."
The peddler answered Leo's question with great interest, and it could be seen from the fact that Leo was not a simple person standing behind him and wearing a heavy Kai, and he could not afford to provoke such a big man as a small merchant selling things.
Waving his hand to signal that the vendor could leave, Leo looked at the hard carapace fragment in his hand, his heart full of suspicion.
Is Angela's Beetle Man showing up?
If it's really a beetleman, doesn't that mean that Cthun has broken some of the seals under the Titan?
"What an eventful time."
A sense of urgency rose in Leo's heart, as an ancient god, his strength was undoubted, even if he could only break part of the seal to reveal one eye in a thousand eyes, it would not be so easy to deal with.
If it has nothing to do with the ancient gods, Leo naturally has no pressure, anyway, the sky is falling and there is a tall man on top, so that the leaders of the tribe and the alliance will have a headache, but now he has a weak heart, who knows what the energy that was sucked out has anything to do with these ancient gods?
(To be continued)