Hokage of Azeroth

Luo Wei quickly thought of something and took out the bloodstone amulet he had just found from the Syndicate bandits from his bag: "Is this what you are talking about?"

Drek'Thar took the bloodstone amulet, his expression changed, and he murmured: "It's this breath, the breath of the devil, and it's so similar... I will never forget the disaster he brought to the orcs."

"Where did you get this?" he asked.

Rowe explained: "Sindy was on the robber's body."

"You mean the descendants of the nobles of the Kingdom of Alterac?" Drek'Thar said.

"Yes."

"Why do they have such a thing?" Drek'Thar asked again.

Rowe: "How do I know? They attacked me. I found this thing from their bodies."

Drek'Thar was silent for a while.

At this time, the strong orc wearing a wolf-headed helmet behind the great shaman suddenly pointed at Rowe and began to murmur in orcish language.

Although Luo Wei couldn't hear what he was saying, it was not difficult to feel the hostility in his tone.

After the strong orc finished speaking, Drek'Thar asked again: "Where is Ogunaro?"

"He's at the back." Luo Wei roughly told what happened in front of him.

The strong orc said something again, and then Drektal thought for a moment: "Let's do this, human, you and your friends stay here first, and wait until Ogunaro comes back."

Obviously the Frostwolf clan didn't trust themselves. Luo Wei had already expected this, so he didn't say anything and waited silently.

a few hours later.

Tias woke up from his coma. When he saw the many orcs in the room, his expression suddenly changed and he subconsciously took out his weapon.

"Don't be nervous, they saved you." Luo Wei said quickly.

Tias was stunned: "They saved me?"

Rowe shrugged: "Otherwise? You are poisoned, and Lepelithus is a crappy priest. If it weren't for the orc shaman here, I would definitely be digging a hole for you now."

This is the only reasonable explanation, but for Tias, being rescued by an orc is obviously not so easy to accept.

Tias didn't speak for a while.

Until there was a sound of footsteps outside, Thrall, Ogunaro, Lepoliss, and Sander also arrived at the Frostwolf Fortress.

"You're okay, Tias!" Lepoliss and Sandel ran over.

Tias nodded: "It's okay, but..."

"But what?"

Tias moved his nose and said hesitantly: "I feel weak in my limbs now, and I seem to have lost my sense of smell..."

Seeing Ogunaro, the orcs in the room started talking.

The strong orc wearing a wolf-headed helmet spoke unkindly and in a questioning tone.

Ogunaro did not reply to them, but led Sal forward, holding the rag in his hand, and handed it to everyone: "Look at this."

Most of the orcs in Frostwolf Fortress were older. When they saw this swaddling cloth, they all looked familiar or even excited.

"Gu'ir!" Several orcs chanted the same word and looked at Thrall excitedly.

Thrall couldn't understand the orc language, so he looked confused.

Ogunaro communicated with Chief Drek'Thar in the orc language for a moment, and the discussion among the orcs subsided.

Drek'Thar slowly walked up to Thrall and said in Common Tongue: "Do you remember your parents?"

"I don't remember." Thrall shook his head. "Ever since I can remember, I have been adopted by a human noble. Regarding my life experience, I don't know anything except this swaddling cloth that originally wrapped me."

Drek'Thar was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand and touched Thrall's face.

Thrall resisted a little, but still didn't dodge.

Drek'Thar stroked Thrall's face, apparently trying to figure out his appearance in this way.

After a while, the white-haired shaman elder shed tears in his blind eyes and murmured something in his mouth.

"Your current name is Thrall?" Drek'Thar retracted his hand and gradually regained his composure.

"Yes, the person who adopted me gave me this name." Sal nodded.

Drek'Thar asked: "Thall, you are indeed a member of our Frostwolf clan. Are you willing to return to your clan?"

Sal had nowhere to go now, so he had nothing to hesitate: "Of course."

"Welcome home, kid." Drek'Thar smiled.

Ogunaro pointed at Rowe at this time: "Rowe is the person who saved my life. Although I didn't want to tell him about the clan at first, he found Sal for us, and his friend He was seriously injured, so I told him anyway.”

The orc wearing a wolf-headed helmet snorted: "How can you bring people from the Alliance into the village? These evil humans will bring disaster to us!"

These words were spoken in common language, and others like Luo Wei and Sal could understand them.

Ogunaro retorted: "Nazgrel, they are not from the Alliance. In fact, they belong to the hostile forces of the Alliance. They are not 'evil humans'. They saved me and Thrall."

If Nazgrel doesn't change his attitude, he will blame him again.

Thrall said at this time: "I have lived in the human world for many years. Although I was imprisoned in the basement, I have still come into contact with many kind-hearted humans. 'Evil humans' is undoubtedly a prejudice."

To the surprise of some people, Nazgrel showed extraordinary respect for Thrall, a clan member who had just returned and was almost a stranger.

Sal retorted, and his attitude immediately softened.

"Okay, I admit that this statement is a bit inappropriate. Human beings cannot be all evil." Nazgrel said, "But no matter what, Ogunaro, you should not bring humans into the village. If they attract the attention of the league, even if it is not intentional, we cannot afford the consequences."

Ogunaro only said: "I believe them. If it really causes the consequences you mentioned, I will be willing to die to apologize."

Nazgrel stopped talking.

At this time, Drektal took out the bloodstone amulet that Rowe gave him and asked: "Sal, Ogunaro, have you seen this thing?"

Sal nodded: "We have just been attacked by a group of bandits, and one of the bandits used this thing to fight us."

Nazgrel snorted: "Human nature is really hard to change!"

"Nature is hard to change? What does this mean?" Tias seemed unable to bear it any longer, "Azeroth is the home of mankind, and you orcs invaded us."

Nazgrel: "The Frostwolf clan has never invaded humans! The invasions of other clans were also caused by Gul'dan's bewitchment. Now that Gul'dan is dead, the invasion has ended long ago."

After a pause, he continued: "And even Gul'dan finally fell because he was bewitched by your human mages!"