Chapter 138: The “Charms” of Hillsbrad.

In the following few days, the Bay of Baradin was as calm as a mirror. Whenever things started going smoothly, Jess would become vigilant, always worried whether luck would suddenly punch him from a strange angle.

However, on the evening of November 30th, a long line of lights could already be seen from the north. That was Southshore, Southshore at night.

Perhaps fate also has its limits and can't continuously mess with Jess.

Southshore is the largest town and port in Hillsbrad. Jess remembered that when he left here last time, he felt that it was a bit overrated. When he was in the royal city, he heard that Southshore was quite prosperous and busy. But when he saw it, he just thought it was so-so.

But after staying in the Stormwind Kingdom for two years and seeing those towns in the Redridge Mountains and Elwynn region, when he returned to Southshore, he felt that this was really a rather large port. Especially after two years of development after the end of the war, even at night it was brightly lit and there were people everywhere on the streets.

Jess remembered that there was a curfew in this town when he left.

Of course, it's inevitable for people from the royal city to think that the whole world is full of small towns and villages. After all, the royal city is undoubtedly the largest city on the entire continent. Even the second largest city in the kingdom, Stratholme, is much more prosperous than Stormwind City before the war.

According to the former game materials, the population of Stormwind City after the Scourge War is about 200,000. When Jess was in Stormwind City, of course he didn't feel there were so many people. When he heard the data given by the census office, it was about 70,000 to 100,000 humans.

Considering that in the game, the entire Kingdom of Lordaeron is on the verge of extinction, and half of the former territory of the Kingdom of Lordaeron has become plague-ridden wasteland unfit for normal people to live in. Thousands of survivors of the refugees have migrated south into the Stormwind Kingdom. It's not impossible for the population to surge to 200,000 in more than ten years. After all, Stormwind City has been continuously expanding since then.

And now the capital of the Kingdom of Lordaeron should already be of the scale of later Stormwind City. At least when Jess was in the royal city, he felt that it was much larger than Stormwind City in terms of perception.

Southshore is centered around the port. All the roads in the town can lead to the docks. When approaching the docks, Jess can see the entire town along the directions of those streets.

The man with a ponytail survived smoothly to the port and even recovered a lot. The woman could also come to the deck to get some air alone after a few days of rest.

The "Night Baron" didn't cause any more trouble after all that turmoil. Whether it was because he was given a larger dose of hypnotic drugs, was tied up even more tightly than before, or had resigned himself to his fate. In short, he didn't make any waves anymore and didn't even make a few cries.

In short, everything went as the captain hoped. In these two days, he spent money crazily. As long as someone could help make the ship more stable, no matter what method was used, he would pay them. It seems that he really made a lot of money on this trip transporting the "Night Baron".

However, Jess guessed that this trip might mean more about the reputation of the Steamwheedle Cartel in the gladiator transportation industry. The real sponsor and superior of Captain Neelazu—the bosses of the Steamwheedle Cartel would never allow any serious mistakes to occur. Captain Neelazu stood on the bow of the ship and watched the sailors busily preparing to dock. His expression and tone were much more relaxed than in the previous days. Probably he felt that he had passed the test smoothly.

After the ship stopped steadily, Jess walked onto the pier and looked at the crowded people on the road. A faint sense of foreboding emerged in his heart again.

There are so many people. Will it be impossible to find a carriage to Dalaran? Even if there is one, it may be very expensive.

Gerred came to his side and said, "We have to find an inn to stay in again. I feel that it may be difficult to find an empty room."

"Yeah, we might as well go to the post station and ask about the journey time for tomorrow first." Jess said.

"Do we need to be so anxious?" Gerred asked. "I didn't expect at first that this ship wouldn't stop at Menethil Harbor."

Jess pointed to the people at the entrance of an inn over there and said, "Look at how crowded it is over there. I feel a bit terrified. Even if we plan to stay here for a few days, we should ask about the time first and make reservations if possible. Don't forget that when you were in Stormwind City, because you forgot to buy tickets in advance, in the end we could only take that goblin's ship and almost got our stomachs opened by a thorn valley panther."

Gerred retorted, "You're blaming me? Weren't you also clueless?"

Jess sighed and said, "So now we learn from our mistakes and act early rather than late."

"Then let's go." The dwarf said.

The two of them walked north along the largest road in the middle of Southshore. This road was uphill, and the two people who had just got off the ship were extremely exhausted. Finally, they reached the vicinity of the post station where caravans gathered.

At this moment, Jess suddenly heard the sound of whirring wind, followed by a series of low roars like some kind of engine, "kuku gu gu".

Has the steam locomotive transportation been built in Lordaeron?

When Gerred heard this sound, his thick ears immediately perked up.

"What's that?" Jess asked.

"It's a gryphon!" Gerred dragged the bag and rushed to the side of the building. As soon as Jess heard it was a gryphon, he also hurriedly followed.

The two of them looked at the open space behind the post station. A huge grayish-white lion-bodied monster was raising its wings and shaking its eagle head impatiently.

Many people around were looking over there from the railing and the windows. Looking at the restless appearance of this monster, they were talking and laughing. The gryphon seemed to be a bit uneasy because of the gazes of these onlookers.

This monster was much larger than Jess had imagined... After all, in the game, even when a dwarf was riding on the back of a gryphon, it didn't seem much smaller than the gryphon.

But this gryphon was surprisingly large. The whole body was like a tall horse. Coupled with its fluffy feathers, spread wings, and the muscular outlines of its four legs, the pack horses in the post station next to it looked like a group of timid puppies.

A mage wearing a purple robe of the Kirin Tor walked quickly over under the gaze of the onlookers and skillfully jumped onto the gryphon. After shouting something, the gryphon immediately raised its wings and flapped them slightly. Then it lifted off the ground. The gust of wind was comparable to a helicopter.

Many onlookers' hats were blown away. Jess also had to hold onto his hood. The cloak behind him was constantly flapping, but his eyes were always fixed on the gryphon. Despite the extremely strong wind and sand.

He was almost stunned. All the goosebumps on his body rose.

If it were normal, he might be curious about the identity of that mage, what status he had in the Kirin Tor, what kind of magic he mastered, and how strong his combat power was. How long would it take to reach his level... After all, that mage looked quite young.

But now everything is unimportant, because that gryphon is countless times more dazzling than him!