Chapter 11 Chapter Eleven

Mazzy Crank used to love being a goblin boxer. Indeed, when he first signed on, it was an easy job.Boxer's task is to maintain the peace and tranquility of Ratchet City, and the income is not bad.Mazikrank's job is to go around the docks under the jurisdiction of Ratchet City, beat up drunks or hooligans when he encounters them, and get some benefits from the bosses of smuggling ships. Those who give too little are arrested, anyway, they are dealing with all kinds of people. Mazikrank has always considered himself a person who is good at dealing with interpersonal problems.Ratchet is a neutral port - by convention, goblins do not support or take sides in any struggles that take place in this land - so in this port, you can see any race in the world at any time. Creatures, elves, dwarves, humans, orcs, trolls, ogres, and gnomes—Ratchet is the crossroads of Kalimdor.Mazzy Crank enjoyed watching people of different races trade with each other.Whether it's dwarves delivering building materials to elves, elves delivering jewels to humans, orcs delivering crops to elves, humans delivering fish to ogres, or trolls delivering weapons to many races.

But recently, the port has been a bit uneven, especially between humans and orcs.This is really a headache, they are the two races with the largest share of trade in Ratchet City.Ratchet City is located on the southernmost border of Durotar, and it is also the closest port to Theramore. Only last week, he stopped a fight between an orc sailor and a human trader.It was very clear that the orc offended the human businessman first, and the human businessman was too angry to move.Mazzy Crank stopped the fight before the orc beat the human to a pulp.It's not fun at all.Mazzy Crank likes to police drunks and rogues, because they can't fight back after one hit, which is not the case with bloodthirsty orcs at all.Therefore, Mazikrank always try to stay away from the orcs.

Usually a situation like this meant that Mazikrank had to pull out the net gun, but every time he took it, he ran the risk of being seen not to use the stupid guy.Yes, he can shoot, it's so easy - any idiot can do it, just aim, pull the trigger, and with a loud bang, a net flies out of the chamber and catches whatever it's aiming at ?But Mazikrank's marksmanship was so bad that not only was he never able to hit the target, but he always caused a lot of trouble.Fortunately, however, the scene of a boxer holding a gun with a huge muzzle pointed at you is always effective in stopping the fight-at least delaying time until reinforcements arrive.

There hasn't been an actual fight since, but blunt dialogue and explosive exchanges ensue.Another noteworthy change is that the commercial ships that come to Ratchet are now equipped with escorts - the orcs have warriors from Orgrimmar on board, and the humans have soldiers from Northwatch. Mazykrank's jurisdiction is the northernmost part of the port and includes twenty berths.Mazzy Crank walked along the plank pier.He saw that fifteen of the twenty berths were filled, but all was quiet.He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.The afterglow of the setting sun shone obliquely on his face, and the metal armor he wore began to heat up.Maybe today will be a day of peace.

After a few minutes, the sun disappeared.Mazikrank looked up and saw some dark clouds rolling in, and it was going to rain soon.Mazzy Crank sighed—he hated the rain. When he was almost at the end of the dock, he saw an orc and a human arguing fiercely.Mazzy Crank didn't like it, and quarrels between orcs and humans usually ended in violence. He came closer.The human ship was moored alongside the orc ship, near the northernmost berth.Mazzy Crank recognized the orc.He is Captain Clutter of the Requenor, and he mainly sells grain bought from farmers around Razor Ridge.Although Mazzy Crank doesn't remember the human's name, he knows that this person is a trawler captain called "True Love Returns".Mazzy Crank has always been confused by human naming conventions.Krat named the ship Reknor after his brother who died in the battle against the Burning Legion, but why humans would name a fishing boat "True Love Returns" is beyond his comprehension. solved.

The transactions between the two are very common.Humans live in the Dustwallow Marsh on the continent of Kalimdor. It is very difficult to grow crops in this place, but fishing is very convenient.Fishing on Razor Ridge - a mountainous interior - is far from practical.Therefore, humans always exchange the excess fish with the excess crops of the orcs. "I wouldn't trade my best salmon for your piece of crap." Mazzy Crank sighed.It seems that today will not be peaceful. Clutter jumped to his feet and roared, "Trash? You blind-eyed idiot—this is our best crop!" "It's so sad that your crops are planted like this!" The human said coldly, "Look for yourself, it's just like being stepped on by an ogre, and it smells the same."

"I don't want to stand here and be insulted by a human being!" The human straightened his back, which made him about as tall as the orc's shoulders. "You're not the one to be insulted. I brought the best salmon and you traded me the last of the bucket." "Your salmon can't even trade weeds!" Too late, Mazikrank noticed that the human was carrying something that looked like a long sword, while Clatt had no weapons at all.If this human being is very good at wielding a sword, Klatt's physical advantages will not be able to be brought into play.

"Your food is only good for dogs!" "coward!" Hearing this, Masi Kelanke frowned instinctively. "Coward" is the most vicious attack language of orcs. "Disgusting green-skinned monster! I don't even want to—" Whatever the human didn't want to do, Clutter's punch ended his thoughts.The human didn't have time to pull out the long sword, and the two wrestled like this, fighting on the pier.Clutter kept waving his fists at the humans. Mazikrank was thinking about how to stop the brawl when the human guards arrived.Mazzy Crank let out a sigh of relief for not having to use his hands.These three guards were wearing steel armor, and they could be identified as Queen Proudmoore's subordinates at a glance.They jumped off "True Love Returns" and pulled Klatt away from the human captain.

Clutter would not stop just because of the dissuasion of the three humans.He punched one in the stomach, grabbed a second and threw it on a third. Many orcs also began to disembark from the Reknor to join the commotion.Mazzy Crank realizes he has to do something before things get more out of hand. Mazikrank raised his net gun, silently praying that he would not be forced to shoot.He yelled, "Enough! Stop it, stop it now! Or at your peril, understand?" Clutter, who was about to jump onto the human captain, stopped.His victim was bleeding from his nose and mouth. "He attacked me!" Perhaps due to a nose injury, the human captain's voice was mixed with some weird nasal sounds.

"Okay, you deserve it! Who told you to talk like that!" Clutter mocked with a sneer. "That's no reason to kill at all!" "I told you, shut up!" Before Clutter could reply, Mazikrank said first, "Both of you have been arrested. Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me." Mazikrank looked at the orc warrior and human soldiers. "This is the territory of the goblins, which means that I am in charge here, understand? Now I give you two choices-either help me send these two guys to prison and wait for the judge to rule, or you can hold your tails for me Get the hell out of Ratchet. Take your pick."

Legally speaking, Mazikrank was right.He deliberately lowered his voice, hoping that these words would be more dignified, but he knew in his heart that if the two groups did not take him seriously and continued to fight, there was nothing he could do.Had he fired, he'd just netted a post or something. Reassuringly, a human said: "We will do as you command." Obviously, the orcs were unwilling to challenge the authority of the goblins in Ratchet City, so when the humans spoke, an orc quickly replied: "We also obey your wishes." Mazzy Crank returned to land with Clutter and the bleeding captain.All the way he tried to get his breath right before he hyperventilated.He never thought that there would be such a great pressure, and he began to consider changing to other jobs that he was good at.He had lost all interest in boxing. Colonel Davin was very angry.He started pulling at his beard, ordering himself to stop quickly.Last time, he pulled out a bunch of beard in a fit of anger.Not only did it hurt him for many days, but it also ruined his upright appearance. His rage came from a report delivered by Corporal Recha after he hurried back from Ratchet to Northwatch. "Did they really arrest Captain Junker?" "To be fair, sir," Recha said, "they arrested the orc too, sir. A goblin boxer intervened as soon as the argument broke out." "You let them arrest Junker?" Recha blinked. "I have no other choice, sir. Goblins have jurisdiction in Ratchet, and we don't—" Davin shook his head. "No power, I know. I know." Davin stood up from his chair and started pacing in the office. He walked towards the door first. "It's ridiculous. We shouldn't be subject to such idiot rules." "Sir, I don't think they'll—" "Those orcs are so bold that they dare to play tricks on us." Davin turned and walked towards the window.Recha nodded quickly: "It's true, sir. The grain they exchanged with us is inferior, which is an insult to us. And those orcs, they dared to beat our captain for no reason .” Major Davin stopped in front of the window, overlooking the sea.It is a picture of calm and tranquility as the rolling waves gently kiss the silver sand.But Davin knew that this was just a superficial phenomenon. "It's really lawless. If the orcs continue to do this, it will be a matter of time before the two sides start fighting again." "I don't think there will be a fight, sir." Recha looked suspicious.Davin knew the final answer. "Yes, Corporal. You will definitely see that day. The tauren and trolls are on their side, and they will beat us—unless we prepare early." Davin shouted towards the door, "Private! " Private Aurel came in.Davin couldn't help but sigh every time he saw this assistant.No matter how equipped the young private is, his suit will always be much larger than his person. "What is it, sir?" "Send a letter to Theramore immediately, I need reinforcements." "Yes, sir. Go right away, sir." Aurel gave a military salute and left the observation room.He went to find the divination crystal.This was provided by Queen Proudmoore to facilitate the connection between Northpost and Theramore.Messages can be sent, although detailed conversations are impossible to send. Recha's face turned red all of a sudden: "Well, sir, please forgive me, um, this——is really a wise decision, sir." "Indeed." Davin sat back on the chair.He no longer has to pull the mustache under his nose, he's ready for action. "I will never allow these greenskins to attack us when we are not prepared."