The dock in front of him was narrow and messy.
Everywhere was filled with noise and the strong smell of fish. Windsor could not help but frown. If not for the occasional fish in their meals, Windsor would not have known that Stormwind City had a dock dedicated to fishermen.
The not-so-wide wooden pier extended from the sandy shore to within forty paces of the water's edge. All he could see were small fishing boats. Many of the wooden boards on the dock had rotted, and there were many holes in them. Stepping on them not only made dangerous squeaking sounds, but one could also twist their foot if they were not careful.
There was only a slightly larger stone dock in the distance. That was one of the few naval ports in Stormwind City that belonged to the Royal Navy. The size of the Royal Navy was slightly better than the Mongolian Navy. In any case, they were the kind of people who would be laughed at if they dared to say "My journey is the sea of stars".
Three medium-sized armed sail-class battleships. This was the entire Stormwind Kingdom's navy right now. Although they were well maintained, Duque could even see that the paint on the ships was freshly swept. There were even new recruits painting the plywood under the supervision of officers.
But the impression it gave Duque was still weak! Too weak!
In Duke's mind, he could not help but imagine such a scene.
The endless number of orcs were like a huge green wave, roaring through every street in Stormwind City. The Storm Chariots in the middle of the road fought back bravely, but in front of the absolute power of the orc infantry, every line of defense was like paper. If they could not retreat in time, they would immediately be engulfed by the tide of orcs and crushed into dust.
The tall and incomparably strong Orcs created one terrifying earthquake after another. The trade district, the mage district, Stormwind Stronghold … All the buildings were easily destroyed and collapsed like dominoes. All the humans were either captured by the Orcs or sacrificed to Stormwind City.
All the land routes had been blocked by the orc army, and the only escape route in Stormwind was the sea.
Kul 'Tiras, one of the Seven Kingdoms of the Humans, had sent a huge fleet to help Stormwind evacuate its citizens and troops, but due to the small size of the dock, they were unable to increase the speed of their retreat.
This was the first major disaster in the history of the World of Azeroth in a thousand years, all because of a bad dock.
Therefore, after Storm City was rebuilt for the second time, Storm City gained a huge dual-use port — Storm Port!
However, right now, this was just a fisherman's wharf that wasn't even marked on the city's map.
Duque was disappointed.
Not to mention the fact that he couldn't get a boat in such a short time, even if he did, he wouldn't be able to use it because the dock was too small. Also, it was a problem for him to have too many ships.
You're just a little Magician. What are you trying to do with a fleet that's even more ridiculous than the Royal Fleet?
There must be a suitable reason!
In his mind, Duque quickly adjusted his plan.
"Go! We'll go to the shipyard first. "
With a doubtful Windsor in tow, Duque arrived at the small shipyard beside Stormwind's dock.
The shipyard wasn't big.
A bare-chested old man with a hunched back that showed no signs of aging saw Duque walk over. He was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted and bowed.
After all, a young Magician with a Magician's robe and an official Magician's insignia, and a young Knight in military uniform, such a combination was definitely rare in this place.
"Good morning, respected Sir Magician. May I ask how Jackson can help you? "
"How big of a ship can you build here, I mean the biggest." Duque directly pointed at the Royal Fleet docked in the military port, "Can you build that big?"
Old Jackson was stunned for a moment, and immediately smiled bitterly, "How is that possible, even the Stormwind warships are custom-built from Kul 'Tiras. We can only build fishing boats or cargo ships that are a few dozen tons. "
"That's good! I want ten! "Duque decided on the spot.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned. Not just Old Jackson, even Windsor who followed him was dumbfounded.
"Wait!" Windsor dragged Dukla out of the shipyard and to a place where no one was around.
"Sir Marcus, the money is yours, I have no intention of asking you how you use it. But if you are going to invest in shipbuilding, then even if I am just a Knight Candidate who wholeheartedly practices martial arts, I must warn you that you are going to lose! "
"Oh?!" A thought-provoking expression appeared on Duque's face, "Why do you say that?"
"For the sake of the wise His Majesty Laing, please dispel this terrible idea. I know that your profession as a wizard requires a lot of money, and I also know that most of the existing money-making industries in Stormwind City are occupied by aristocrats, but you can't waste money on ships. " Windsor waved his arms exaggeratedly, using his body language to express the seriousness of the matter.
"Go on."
"Only the poor are willing to eat fishy and smelly fish, aristocrats don't eat it at all. Similarly, there is no point in building a small cargo ship of several dozen tons. There is not even a decent town in the coastal waters where such a small ship can go. Who are you going to sell the goods to? As long as you leave the coastal waters, there will be damn Nagas and fishmen everywhere. "
Duque still smiled without saying anything.
Windsor became more and more anxious, "It's not that no merchant ships will come. In fact, only the Kul Tiras Merchant Fleet comes once a year, and they stop at the military port. They come to dump the goods of Lordaeron that cannot be sold elsewhere to Stormwind City's aristocrats. "
When Duque heard this, he immediately understood.
At this moment, Stormwind was still a poor and remote place in the eyes of the continent's major human kingdoms' aristocrats. In fact, if it were not for the various invasions in later generations, as well as the Undead Scourge Legion that almost destroyed the human kingdoms north of Stormwind City, who would have expected that Stormwind City would become the strongest and safest shelter for humans?
"Duque! Listen to me, unless you can earn the money of those aristocrats, no side business will be able to satisfy the money you need to practice magic. This is also why so many mages become court mages or exclusive mages of the aristocrats... "
Duque suddenly smiled brightly, "Windsor, why don't we make a bet?"
"Bet again? You're going to lose so much money. "
"Indeed, whether it is for my personal training or the needs of development, I need a lot of money. Then let's bet on whether I can earn 500 gold coins in three months or not. If I can't, then it will prove my level, and I will let you go back to Lothar as your knight candidate. "
Windsor suddenly had an ominous feeling. "What if you win?"
"First of all, I will call you Reggie from now on. Your name is too long and troublesome."
"… …"
"Then, you will follow me from now on. I will tell you who is the hope and future of Stormwind. "
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