ebookland Chapter 632 Feeling confident
Chapter 632 Feeling confident
Being too close to the situation, Lorraine was displeased when her subordinates overstepped their bounds and acted in her place.
"Don't kill it, get out of the way!"
"Yes, Master..."
Azalan bowed his head and stepped back like a true knight, standing silently to the side.
A knight is always considered a symbol of nobility and power, but in reality, they are nothing more than the guards of nobles. The royal family divides its subjects into different classes to show the degree of kinship and the order of rank.
In Lorraine's world, they are all tools, summoned creatures, and spies for their adoptive father.
Azaran, Godos, and Yegosh are three beings who, in a strict sense, have long since died. The Hell Knights who now bear their names and have identical appearances are actually otherworldly creatures formed by re-condensing the power of death around the remnants of their souls.
Lorraine knew perfectly well what was going on, but was actually quite worried about them.
The bountiful sacrifice ritual just now, the withering array that imprisons the soul and body, should theoretically be the Death Knight's signature skill.
The three's combined interpretation of the law caused Lorraine's soul to tremble.
The three Death Knight commanders cannot be considered living beings; they are more like Ringwraiths who have descended to earth in their guise, all for the sake of the Demon Lord, for the king of another world...
As the pain lessened and he realized his own worth, the goblin felt the shadow magic binding him vanish instantly.
Once it was confirmed once again that the previously inconspicuous undead skeleton was the real boss, the real enemy, and the judge who decided its life and death, Kaz & Covent breathed a sigh of relief.
Lorraine's appearance is indeed unremarkable; she looks like just a random person standing by the roadside...
Like goblins, the undead cannot be judged by their appearance.
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From just a few simple words, the shrewd Kars realized that the person opposite him was actually a human gentleman and a novice.
Its head unconsciously rose a few degrees, scrutinizing Lorraine's terrifying eyes, its yellow teeth full of filth, yet it was now laughing so hard it was almost a crescent moon.
Their nimble fingers, which had been loosened, clasped together and unconsciously rubbed against each other, showing a hint of excitement.
"Thank you for your kindness, my esteemed sir."
"I believe there must be some misunderstanding between us for me to have the honor of speaking with you. I apologize for my previous rudeness and impoliteness, and I am willing to pay any price to earn your forgiveness..."
"Our company has operations globally across Azeroth, and I believe that no matter who you are, you can partner with venture capital firms for a win-win situation!"
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"Win-win? Cooperation..."
Lorraine had met several goblins before, mainly staff members of the goblin airline on their airships. He had almost been tricked by a goblin ticket seller when he left Undercity.
The teacher also said that goblins are formidable enemies in Azeroth, so never underestimate these little guys...
Having seen his previous prisoners—some begging for mercy, some cursing, some ashen-faced, some numb and listless—Lorraine felt a growing unease and a sense of revulsion. But this guy, despite having lost hundreds of men and being captured and questioned, acted like a businessman on a business trip after only a few words, his demeanor shifting constantly. Lorraine felt a sudden discomfort and a growing sense of revulsion.
"I'm giving you a chance to confess now, not to forgive you, and certainly not to let you bargain! Speak now, answer me!"
Lorraine grew anxious. The goblin Kaz's eyes gleamed, confirming that Lorraine seemed to be nothing more than a novice with the terrifying appearance of an undead, its eyes hiding countless evil thoughts.
"Yes, sir! Let me formally introduce myself. I am the head of the Kalimdor branch of the venture capital firm under the Azeroth Goblin Trading Group, and the Diamond-level manager of the Resource Recycling and Efficiency Department... Kaz & Covent, the highest-ranking representative of our company in the vicinity."
"I come from the Underground City, which is one of the venture capital firms' branches in Kalimdor. I sincerely invite you to do business in the Underground City; you can find everything you can imagine there!"
"Diamond is my nickname, and also proof of my identity and credibility. Diamonds are forever in Azeroth, and you absolutely deserve to own one... This is my business card..."
The business card, sparkling with diamonds, was so dazzling that Lorraine and the others couldn't open their eyes. A tattered card was actually enchanted... extravagant and dazzling enough.
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Lorraine extended two sharp, bony fingers and disdainfully took the card from the gas burner. He glanced at it; it had marks of a wrench and a hammer, as well as a smiling face resembling a goblin head. It looked like some kind of organizational symbol, and the rough craftsmanship was quite goblin-like.
The card, printed in small print, stated that it recycled all supplies, but the contact address was in a strange code that Lorraine couldn't understand...
This was the first time Lorraine had ever seen a business card. It felt like the goblin was offering it as a pledge of allegiance. Did it want to do business with him? Was he not afraid at all?
She was howling like a wild boar just now...
Angrily, Lorraine threw this thing—what was it called a business card—on the ground and couldn't help but question it:
"Why did you come here! Why did you kill people? Why did you attack the village!"
"It's a misunderstanding, absolutely a misunderstanding."
"Please allow me to explain..."
When the goblin saw its business card thrown into the muddy ground, it quickly bent down to pick it up, wiped the dirt off, and shouted that it was a misunderstanding. It quickly told all the stories it had prepared.
The content was almost identical to the fragmented information that Lorraine had guessed and understood. As for whether there was any concealment, there was no second survivor to corroborate this.
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Kaz & Covent, a diamond-level engineer and one of the bigwigs at a venture capital firm, is responsible for the mining, transportation, and resale of oil and minerals in southern Kalimdor. They also handle the recycling of all valuable rare and precious items, mineral exploration, the search for ruins, and the trading of antiquities...
They possess considerable armed forces and multiple transit points, and their modus operandi differs from that of the Hot Sands Consortium and the Embroidered Water Conglomerate, primarily because the latter frequently rely on force and extortion...
They do shady, evil things, and have their own black market...
The underground city is one of their strongholds.
Katz is not the owner of the venture capital firm; the goblin genius engineer Razdunk is the president of the venture capital firm. Razdunk is a figure as famous as the master craftsman Gazlowe, Prince Gallywix of the Embroidered Waters, and Mayor Marin the apothecary of Gadgetzan.
However, it is more infamous than anything else, almost as notorious as the Bloodsail pirates and poachers.
The venture capital firm's president, the goblin Razdunk, also has an engineering team that operates several models of goblin harvesters, the most powerful of which are the lumberjacks and combat mechs.
In Ashenvale, the Warsong Clan hired a goblin logging team, which quickly helped the orcs obtain a huge amount of timber. This angered the night elf rangers, and the two sides frequently clashed near Warsong Gulch, forming a long-standing and bitter feud.
The tombstone of Grom Hellscream, leader of the Warsong Clan, lies in Ashenvale, while the remains of Cenarion Circle, the Forest God, and the Pit Lord are buried in the ancient forest at the foot of Mount Hyjal...
As the conflict between orcs and night elves intensified, the venture capital firm's business grew larger and larger.
Taking advantage of the chaos of war and conflict, they seized the opportunity to mine resources and make huge profits. Their mercenaries were not to be trifled with; if a deal fell through, they would turn into bandits. Under coercion and enticement, the underground city had become the de facto ruler of Kalimdor's underworld. They even engaged in the slave trade, partnering with the owner of the Arena of the Will... providing rare beasts and gladiator slaves.
Dark Iron Dwarves, Blackrock Orcs, Ogres, Wyverns, Chimeras, Stranglethorn Tigers, Un'Goro Tyrannosaurus Rex—there's no product or prey this company wouldn't place an order for.
The reason for choosing Troll Village was entirely because its location blocked the underground city's path to explore Stormhold.
Since the discovery of the rich underground mineral deposits and natural resources beneath the Rift Valley, the venture capital firm has quickly established a foothold, then notified its clients, contacting Ratchet, Gadgetzan, Everlook, and even Booty Bay. Katz has raised a massive amount of funds, his target the Ancient Storm Altar, buried deep within the Rift Valley and silent for many years...
Not to mention the mysterious powers within the various areas of the pyramid in the ancestral altar, even the occasional fragments of ancient artifacts picked up from the beach drive the goblins crazy.
According to the legends of the native inhabitants of Kalimdor, in that lost land deep within the rift, lies an ancestral altar shared by all races, dating back at least 100,000 years to the cataclysmic explosion at the Well of Eternity...