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Booty Bay. It is located in the southernmost part of the Eastern Kingdom continent. It is a neutral city that represents goblin technology. The bustle of here. From the Valley of Thorns Fishing Tournament. as well as well-developed goblin engineering. Over here. It is possible to take the Girl's Love cruise. Go to Ratchet City.

Tavern in Booty Bay. It is where Carnathan and Boulder are often seen. Although at the time of the last Titan invasion. There is some connection between the tribe and the alliance. But. In private. The people of the Alliance and the Horde can sit at the same table and drink. It's not too much. Usually. The people of the alliance will find the people of the tribe savage. And the people of the tribe. You will feel that the people of the alliance are scheming. In short, no one looks down on anyone.

Like Carnathan and Boulderlian personally. You can drink together intimately. They can also talk to each other in words that no one understands. It's a miracle. But. The owner of the hotel didn't think it was too unusual. After all, the two men had been drinking in his hotel before. And. Never made a fuss here. Although for a long time I haven't seen them even one. But. The hotel owner is quite familiar with them.

Boulder and Carnason. This time there was actually no task. After the previous task is completed. Two people went into a break. This. Canathan had to shout and go back to Warcraft to drink. So. The two of them returned to the Atlas of Warcraft.

Originally, the two of them wanted to call Wayne back with a few other friends. As a result, Wayne has a task on his own. Can't pull away. And without Wayne leading. If others rush into another world that they have not been to before. It's easy to get into the question. So. In the end, the two of them didn't call anyone. ran back to the Warcraft Atlas. This is the hotel where they often come for drinks. Leisurely drinking.

"You want a stone hammer ale. It's not a wine festival lately. Orc wine is really not available now. I'm sorry. Next Wine Festival. I'll definitely leave you two a little more." The hotel's owner, Skinder, is a very good goblin in business. Of course. Goblins don't know how to do business. It is said that they take their banks and goods with them wherever they go. Go all the way. Selling all the way is their aim.

Although goblins have always been considered to be the epitome of vitriol. And mercenary. But. Skinder is an exception. No matter who comes to his shop. He will be hospitable. In his business scriptures. It's called a smile and three points. It's just the one who comes into his shop. See his smile. will cost a little more. Especially old customers. He will be more enthusiastic.

"It's still authentic wine here. The anti-piercing game is more advanced. I can't make such a good wine." Canathan raised his glass. Drink it all in one go. Pale yellow foam sticks to his lips. Canathan sticks out his tongue. Lick * Lick up. It's like I can't drink such a good wine anymore.

Boulder just smiled. Noncommittal. For him. Drink. More just to accompany Carnathan. If only he had his own words. He would rather drink a honey drink. Instead of drinking. But. Can go back to this place with Canathan. It does feel good.

After all. That's where the two met. Just because when you enter the door. Carnathan almost tripped over the jamb. scolded a word in Chinese." Holy." Only then did Boulder realize. This orc is also a traversal. What he didn't expect was even more unexpected. This traverser turned out to be the chief of one of his own regiments.

Lived in Warcraft Otherworld for decades. Although these decades are for the people of this world. It's just that I'm young. Probably in this world. Meet a time-traveler like yourself. And also friends. That's the most precious thing.

When I first crossed. Both of them have their own dreams. Thought to be after the crossing. It's sure to be able to mix well. Unexpectedly. No matter how hard the two of them try. I didn't become the protagonist in a time-traveling novel. Until the reverse wear comes back. Boulder is just a small captain of the Terran legion. And Carnathan. It's just a member of a third-rate mercenary group.

Although nothing has been accomplished. But it also gives two people more time. You can travel in this world. Looking around at all kinds of beautiful scenery. Taste the cuisine of different regions. Drinking different flavors of fine wine. By familiarity with the game. Making a little money is naturally not a problem. But. If you want to really mix the wind and water. Neither of them seems to have any golden fingers.

Look at such a world. Feel it with your heart. How can it be said that this world is not real. The graphics don't look like what you see in a computer game at all. At first glance, it is an image created in 3D. It's real. The real world.

Grass. Aromatic. Ocean. Blowing a wet and sticky sea breeze. Pirate flag hunted by the wind. I remember the first time two people met. It was unanimously decided to go to the Wailing Cave*. After all, this is a very classic copy of World of Warcraft. Almost everyone is familiar with this copy.

After gathering five people. The group entered the Cave of Wailing*. Unexpectedly. This real-life Warcraft Otherworld. It's not the same concept at all from the inside of the game. There is no character rank. There is no team damage waiver. There is no hatred system. A few people couldn't even get into the entrance to the Wailing Cave*. He was beaten out by the wind snake at the door.

After desperately killing a few wind snakes. The rest of the team said they didn't want to go inside. Because. As far as these wind snakes they killed. It's enough for them to live in abundance for a while. Not necessarily for more. And fight for your life.

Of course. Boulder and Carnathan are also aware of it. It's different here than the game. You only live once. He's dead. Maybe it's really dead.

Afterwards. After a long workout. Two people can indeed sweep the Wailing Cave*. But. There are no bosses in the game, only some shabby tables and chairs, perhaps, there was indeed Mutanus the Devourer here before, but, I'm afraid, it has been destroyed by others, and there are no reset dungeons or anything like that in this world.

The two of them happily reminisced about those happy times in the past. When both men have resigned themselves to their fate. Never want to be the protagonist of a story again. Instead, it embarked on a pleasant journey of discovery.

Boulder is immersed in memories of the past. Carnathan didn't have that much sentimentality. Drinking beer one by one. Drunk. I slept on my stomach. Get some sleep. Get up and continue drinking. The owner, Skinder, didn't let them have a drink to settle the bill. Although this is a tradition in this world. But. That's where Skinder's shrewdness comes in.

He wasn't afraid that two people wouldn't pay for the drink. After all, this place is still under the control of the Blackwater pirates. No one can eat a bully meal from here and get out safely. Of course. Even without the backing of the Blackwater pirates. Skinder was still willing to give them credit. Such. They'll drink more.

"Attention all legionnaires. A foreign enemy is coming. Please return to Stormwind. In saying it again. Attention all legionnaires. A foreign enemy is coming. Please return to Stormwind. This is not a drill. It's not a drill." The goblin communicator in Boulder's waist heard the roar of the Legion Leader.

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