Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 26 25. Everything is Ready

Dunholde Castle underground prison.

Little Taresa and little Thrall hugged each other, and the pirate assassin squatted in front of them, the blade fist in his hand shining coldly in the darkness.

At the entrance of the secret door above, there is a group of veterans bragging. As long as little Taresa yells, they will rush down to help.

But as the "orc killer" in front of him said, he can do many things the moment the veterans rush down.

Blade Fist can easily take the life of an adult orc.

It was easier to take Thrall's life away.

But Bo Laike won't do that.

He knew very well that as long as his sharp blade touched the little orc in front of him, a large group of bronze dragons would rush out of the time stream immediately, tearing him to pieces including his soul.

It will even directly lead to the arrival of the terrifying King of Time.

But fortunately, the two little guys in front of them didn't know this, so they were frightened by Laike's bravado.

Facing the threat to his life, the four-year-old little orc Thrall acted more calmly than his six-year-old Taresa. He stood up and protected the trembling Taresa behind him.

It was obvious that he, too, was terrified.

The body is shaking.

But he was trying to suppress his fear, staring at the dangerous assassin hiding in the darkness with his blue eyes, and said:

"I, I was picked up by the major. Four years ago, the major told me that he saved me. I was just a baby at the time, and it was Taresa's mother. My adoptive mother raised me with milk.

The major was very kind to me.

I know that my evil brethren are attacking human beings. I don't know why the war broke out, but I am not one of them. I have not done anything to harm human beings.

I thank humans for saving me.

But I have also read in books that the warrior among men will be furious at the death of his fellow man, and turn his anger into a sword of vengeance, and stab his enemy in the heart.

I, maybe I can understand your pain, as Sergeant Della Ke often provokes me, tempting me to attack him, so that I can beat me up.

But I don't hate him.

Because I know that the younger brother and parents of Sergeant Della Ke died at the hands of my compatriots. He did not kill me because of this, which is already an act of mercy.

So, if you want revenge, please kill me and let Taresa go.

She is innocent. "

"The logic is clear and well-organized. You can say such a thing at a young age. Major Braike Moore's education is very successful. He can be called the number one parenting expert in Azeroth."

Hearing Thrall's words, such a thought suddenly popped into Bu Laike's mind.

But he was noncommittal.

Just brushing the edge of the fist, looking past Thrall, and falling on Taresa, he said:

"I just want to hear your stories. I am an orc killer, but I am not a baby killer. Since you are not contaminated by demon blood, you are not my enemy.

Taresa, do you know more?

As long as my curiosity is satisfied, I will leave without revealing all this to the major. "

"What Sal said is true."

Little Taretha poked her head out from behind Thrall with a frightened face. She looked at Bo Laike and said:

"I was only six years old when Sal was picked up. I was supposed to have a younger brother, but unfortunately he died of an illness. Our family was very sad.

My mother happened to still have milk, and the major summoned her to feed Sal.

Later, the major hired scholars to teach me how to read and read, and asked me to teach Thrall what I learned at night, but he learned much faster than me.

He can now read those boring history books by himself, and read them with gusto.

As you can see, sir, Sal is just a child. He has lived in this basement since he was a child. The major forbids him to go out. He has never seen the outside world.

He didn't even know why those of his kind outside attacked us. I took care of him since he was a child, and he was even more friendly to me than other children in the village.

He is very kind.

Sir, he is innocent.

You can't consider Thrall one of the orcs just because the other orcs are bad. "

The ten-year-old girl tried her best to use her simple language to plead for the young orc who was regarded as her "brother" in her heart, trying to dispel the killing intent in the orc killer's heart.

But Laike was equally noncommittal.

He didn't answer Taresa's prayer, but like a ghost, under Taresa's fearful gaze, he stretched out his hand and gently touched Sal's skin.

That's green.

Same skin as any other orc, but smoother, not tough scales, herpes, bone spurs, or whatever the hell it was from the surge of fel blood.

"Hasn't the major revealed his intention to train Thrall?"

The pirate looked into the eyes of the young orc in front of him, and he asked in a quiet tone.

Taresa shook her head and whispered:

"I just heard my mother say once again that the major got drunk once and said that he would train Thrall to be our killer weapon to end the war.

He said that he would prove to those stupid and short-sighted higher-ups that there is another possibility of coexistence between humans and orcs.

The major is a hero.

He was very kind to us, he didn't allow the soldiers to bully us civilians, and he also took in many refugees who escaped from Southsea Town at Durnholde Castle.

Everyone respected the major as a truly benevolent lord.

He must have secretly trained Thrall in order to do good deeds. "

Hearing this, Bo Laike pouted in the dark, he would not explain Bo Laike Moore's real ambition to the two innocent children in front of him.

In the darkness, he withdrew his blade fist, as if persuading himself, shook his head, stood up, and took a few steps back.

The acting is superb.

With an indifferent tone, he said to Taresa who was hugging Thrall next to him:

"Indeed, as you said, I have confirmed that this young orc did not drink the blood of the devil, he is 'pure', and he is different from other orcs who fell into destruction.

very good.

In this way, I have a reason to let him go. "

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Bo Laike."

Taresa breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this.

She hugged Sal tightly. She and this orc child were really close. As she said, the arrival of little Sal four years ago dispelled her grief of losing her brother.

Perhaps at the beginning, she simply regarded little Sal as a substitute for her younger brother.

But four years later, she has regarded Sal as a real family member.

But Sal, a smart guy, thinks more.

He didn't feel any killing intent from the human in front of him.

He was just a child, but he felt keenly that the blade fist that was on his neck just now looked fierce, but in fact it didn't mean to strike hard.

"gentlemen!"

Seeing Bo Laike stepping back into the shadows, Thrall hurriedly whispered:

"You just said that I am different from other orcs? Do you know the origin of us orcs?"

"I know.

I know that pureblood orcs are brown, not green.

Your skin is mutated because your parents drank the blood of a demon, and that evil thing gave you power and turned you into this.

But fortunately, the corruption of evil energy to the mind will not be transmitted through the blood.

You got your life for it, Thrall. "

Bu Laike said softly:

"Not only do I know where you came from, I also know why you fell, I know why your world was destroyed, and I also know the source of all the disasters you have experienced.

As the saying goes, the one who knows you best is your enemy.

And I'm an orc killer. In this world, you probably won't find another person who understands your past like me, and your past!

Sal!

Guyle."

The last word was spoken by Bu Laike in Orcish.

Let Thrall's eyes widen. This four-year-old child orc who has been baptized in human culture since childhood can't understand the orc language, but he can feel the language like a heavy hammer, beating on his heart.

He struggled to get up, eager to know more.

But Bu Laike has already disappeared into the darkness, like a shadow coat of black smoke, covering him, wrapping him in the shadow like the darkness stretching out tentacles to engulf him.

This contact here is enough.

He couldn't say more, Thrall's world line was too important, and any talkativeness would cause unnecessary trouble, especially when there was a bronze dragon chasing him.

But the lead to contact has already been planted.

Like a seed, Bu Laike just needs to be patient until the day the seed takes root and sprouts.

The entire basement was silent.

It wasn't until a minute later that little Sal recovered from the adventure. He turned his head to look at Taresa, and he gently patted his "sister" on the back to comfort her who was frightened.

He asked:

"Taresa, who was that just now?"

"That's 'Orc Killer'!"

The little blond girl lowered her voice and said with fear on her face:

"He was a terrible man, and killed many orcs in the hills, ah, I mean the bad orcs who invaded our homeland, not you, Thrall.

You are not like them.

You are a good orc and you are my friend and family. He said that he smelled an orc from me and wanted to kill you, but I persuaded him that you are a good person. "

Speaking of this, little Taresa was a little complacent.

She stood up, crossed her hips, and said to Sal like a sister:

"I saved you, Sal, you have to thank me, alright, let's continue studying now.

The major asked me to finish teaching you "The General History of the Seven Kingdoms of Mankind" before the end of this month, so today we will study, um, let me see, this chapter!

That's right.

About the war between the Kul Tirans and the Drust, and the history of the development of the ocean kingdom, the origin of that country is a hero named Alom Vik Reiss."

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the other side.

Bu Laike, who quietly returned to his room, stretched out his hand and opened the window of the castle. He looked out at the peaceful night outside the window, and casually picked up a glass of wine from the side.

He recalled the "bad relationship" between Thrall and Major Bo Laike Moore in his mind.

Four years ago, Dellas Boo Laike Moore, who was only a captain at the time, encountered an orc civil war during a routine patrol.

This is not uncommon now, but it was rare to see it four years ago. At that time, the orcs had not captured the Stormwind Kingdom and were still raging in southern borders.

At that time, the nobles and people of northern Xinjiang only heard that a group of green skins appeared in the southern part of the mainland, and they didn't know what the news meant.

That war was just a story told by people.

In short, the major at that time did not take the initiative to intervene in the frenzied slaughter of the orcs. He didn't run over to pick up the head until they were victorious and one was slaughtered by the other.

As a result, in the river outside a pile of corpses, the captain picked up an infant green-skinned orc.

He should have killed him.

but no.

But it wasn't because of kindness, but because the ambitious captain planned to use this little orc to study the weakness of orcs, so he survived.

In four years, many things have changed.

It was just a whim at first, but after seeing the little orc he picked up grew up and showed extremely intelligent characteristics, the major changed his mind.

He named the little orc "Saar" and began to train him more attentively.

At this point in time, the major's so-called "coexistence of humans and orcs" system is just trying to use Thrall to break into the orcs to end the war.

But soon, with the doomed defeat of the orcs, the major's ambitions will further ferment.

He would be eager to train Thrall to be a king of orcs who is only loyal to one person, and use Thrall to command the orc army to conquer cities and lands for him, and lay down a big country.

But, that's for later.

People have to learn to pay attention to the present.

In the warm fireplace flames, Bo Laike moistens his throat and squints his eyes.

"I've made contact with Thrall, and that's enough to draw you here, isn't it? You meddling bronze dragon! Come on, let's 'get to know each other'."

(end of this chapter)