Chapter 430 Sending Warmth to the Female Orc

The room was dim, a candlestick was lit with several white candles, and candles were also lit on the walls and corners of the room. The bean-sized flames shed a pitiful light, reflecting the simple decoration of this room with a quaint and heavy charm everywhere. A young mage in simple clothes stood in shock.

This room does not appear luxurious, even a bit low-key, but the extravagance in it is hard to hide.

A man in a white robe sat on the wooden floor covered with a thin carpet. His yellow skin, black hair and black eyes were incompatible with the people here.

"You sit down first."

Khadgar didn't listen to him, and he was still shrouded in conjecture and shock.

He stood in the room and looked at Anyang who was sitting with wide eyes: "Why did Alodi pass over the guardian and secretly remind me in the Karazhan tower that this matter has something to do with the guardian?"

"Yes." Anyang admitted indifferently.

Card took a deep breath: "Where is the commander?"

"Accompanying his sister."

Khadgar frowned and thought for a moment: "Mrs Thalia, Queen? Where is the Queen?"

"In prison."

"What is the queen doing in prison?"

"Go and send warmth to Garona, her tenderness will make this orc half-blood cooperate with us."

Khadgar seemed to sense the tone of Anyang's control over everything, and he lowered his head to see his half-smiling expression.

"Listen, Prophet, we must discuss this matter with the Commander, King Ryan."

"No, it's too early to tell them, they won't believe it, and it's more complicated than you think."

The housekeeper Khadgar froze in place, and Anyang waved to him again: "Let's sit down and talk."

Khadgar hesitated, then sat down obediently.

Anyang flicked an oil lamp in front of him with his fingers, and said casually: "I only tell you about this matter, don't tell others, and don't expose abnormalities in front of Medivh too early, if possible, you can guide Let Lothar find out for himself."

"Why not tell them directly?"

"Lothar is too confident, and he and Medivh were childhood friends. If you told him so rashly, what do you think he would do?"

Khadgar nodded knowingly.

It was only then that Anyang realized that perhaps Karen's death in the plot was inevitable.

It is precisely because of Karen's death that Lothar realizes the instability of Medivh, and then clashes with Medivh, discovering that he has been corrupted.

This conversation was not long, but the impact it gave was unparalleled!

It was not until Anyang left that Khadgar recovered.

He shook his head fiercely, calming his somewhat chaotic thoughts, and began to frantically flip through the books in his hands, as if trying to find a breakthrough in it. He was talking about the shocking news.

"Lord Aegwynn did not defeat Sargeras, his soul was lurking in Aegwynn's body, and took the opportunity to transfer to Medivh's body, he wanted to use this to capture the powerful arcane spells that have been passed down from generation to generation in Azeroth. magic power."

"In the body of the guardian resides the evil spirit of Sargeras..."

"The power of the guardian has become weaker and weaker in the confrontation with the evil power in the body, and is about to fall!"

"The gate of darkness, yes, the gate of darkness, here, the gate of darkness... that group of orcs, they... they were invited here, and the one who invited them... is actually a guardian affected by evil forces! "

"sky!"

...

On the other hand, the highlands of the Westfall.

Durotan and Orgrim sat together on the edge of the cliff. Below was the orc camp that was in full swing, with various wooden towers and tents. The most conspicuous thing was the huge stone gate that was being urgently built in the distance, supported by countless wooden frames. There are many human captives in a cage next to it.

Durotan mused, but said nothing.

For a long time, he squinted his eyes and looked at the distant scenery, with a bit of nostalgia in his expression.

He stretched, picked up a stone, and threw it at Orgrim next to him.

Orgrim's daze was also interrupted, and the two smiled at each other.

Durotan exclaimed, "Ah, it's a joy to see the trees again."

Orgrim looked at the top of the white snow mountain in the distance: "Yes, there is snow, I haven't seen it for a long time."

Durotan's face showed a touch of nostalgia, and his eyes became deeper: "Remember when we followed the blood cattle through the hills of the Frostwind Cliffs? Back then we always had meat to eat, and no matter how hard life was, it would always go on, you know, this Weird."

Orgrim's expression froze, he seemed to have guessed what his friend was going to say.

He remembered the mysterious man they met when they climbed the snowy mountain in the first few days of arriving in Azeroth.

As he expected, Durotan said solemnly, "When Gul'dan came to power, we lost our home!"

Orgrim was a little lost, and said, "I always thought that an orc can't destroy a world."

"Are you sure?" Durotan sneered. "Look around you, doesn't it remind you of anything?"

Orgrim wanted to tell Durotan that it was the human who had influenced his judgment, but he looked around the land below. The barren orc camp was incompatible with the dense forest around, but before they came, there were still green trees below. Ruyin, he couldn't help but swallow the words back.

"That human is right, where Gul'dan casts his fel power, the land will die and the world will be destroyed, if our people are to make their home here... My friend, Doomhammer , Gul'dan is our enemy!"

Orgrim sighed, shook his head and said, "But we are not strong enough to defeat Gul'dan."

Durotan also shook his head, but his expression was very determined: "Of course, we are certainly not strong enough, but with the help of humans, we can overthrow Gul'dan and lead the orcs to settle here. We can live in peace with them. , or lay down a land large enough for us to survive, instead of destroying the world and making the orcs homeless again."

Orgrim breathed heavily, did not answer, apparently lost in thought.

At this moment, an orc riding a frost wolf came running from behind, which immediately attracted the attention of the two.

The orc's face was a little old, and his face was covered with wrinkles and scars. He was very hideous. Next to the Frost Wolf under his crotch was a heavy chopping knife. He ran quickly to their back, and the Frost Wolf stopped immediately. He turned to face them, gasping for breath.

"Grush, what are you doing here?"

"Durotan, Orgrim, I think I have something to say to you."

"What?"

Gurush paused, patted his chest, bowed his head and said, "I didn't tell you before, in fact, when I was in the forest, I didn't escape like you did. I was caught by humans, but they released them. let me come back."

Orgrim squeezed Doomhammer's hand for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Do they want you to come back as a spy?"

"That's not the case, the glory of the Frostwolf Clan Gurush cannot be desecrated!" Gurush said firmly, then his face softened slightly, "I met a man when I was locked in a cage, and he told me, Gul'dan and his magical conspiracy, so he set me back."

"The one who defeated us with the staff?" Orgrim asked.

Grush shook his head.

"Is that the young mage wrapped in black cloth?" Orgrim asked again.

Grush still shook his head: "It's the one on the horse in white."

Durotan raised his hand to interrupt Orgrim's continuing question, asking, "What does he want you to come back and tell me?"

Gurush pointed to himself and said: "He said, Gul'dan has great power and unpredictable conspiracy, Gulsh came back to help Durotan, he will help the Frostwolf clan, we will overthrow Gul'dan and the source of evil together ."

Durotan and Orgrim looked at each other and fell silent.

instantly--

"But he is a human, he is our enemy, how can we believe what he says, and how can orcs cooperate with humans?" Orgrim raised the huge warhammer in his hand and shouted with his mouth open.

Those two fangs combined with his bald head looked very rough and powerful, and also very violent.

"He said he didn't come from Azeroth, he came from another world, he didn't want to fight orcs, he didn't care about the war between orcs and humans, he just wanted to fight evil, he also said that demon energy is not just talk, that It's from demonic energy!"

"I don't believe what humans say!" Orgrim said in a deep voice.

Durotan stopped him, motioned him not to say more, and looked at Grush again: "Tell me your entire conversation."

...

In Stormwind Fortress, Anyang and Khadgar sat on chairs, drinking tea leisurely, watching Lothar wear light armor for Garona.

Garona's eyes wandered, and finally stopped on the weapon rack beside her. She pointed to a cross sword and said, "I want that weapon!"

Lothar's expression was cold: "You have me to protect you, no matter how bad it is, there is still a prophet in our team."

Garona stared at Lothar firmly, then glanced at Anyang, who looked at him like a joke, with a half-smile, and lowered her voice: "I don't need anyone to protect me!"

"Really?" Anyang chuckled, spitting out a short incantation, and a golden luster enveloped her and Lothar, "If you can break this protective wall, I will admit that you don't need my protection! "

Garona didn't even try. She took a deep breath and said, "Give me that weapon and I won't need your magic!"

Anyang continued to chuckle and pointed to Lothar, so she looked over.

Garona turned her head, just in time to see Lothar staring at her blankly, a stunned expression suddenly appeared on her face: "What are you looking at?"

Lothar turned around with a stern face, without answering.

Anyang's unbridled and hearty laughter resounded in the room, causing Khadgar next to him to be confused.

This pair of CPs, who were forcibly brought together by the director and screenwriter, finally began to show signs.

It really hurts...

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