Chapter 102 Prophet, the Legion Has Found You

"Long time no see." When Nergo came to Shattrath, he met Thordoan, the Draenei he had met from the beginning, who had done a lot for the friendship between the Warsong Clan and the Draenei.

"Long time no see." Nergo stretched out his hand and patted the dust on him, "What are you doing?"

"You are Nergo?" Thordoan was a little surprised. How did this orc become like this? It was as if the elements had become spirits. Nergo could only explain: "I used magic to turn myself into an elemental creature."

"Oh, it's really unexpected..." At the same time, Thordoan said helplessly about the dust on his body: "My caravan saw a few ogres on the way back, and it was a bit embarrassing to avoid them."

"Now you don't have to be afraid, except for Highmaul Fort, the ogres have no place to stay in Nagrand."

So Thordoan looked at Nergo in surprise.

"Have you cleared all the ogre strongholds?"

This was not surprising. The ogre strongholds did seem vulnerable to Grommash's army, unless Highmaul sent troops.

What surprised him was that Grommash acted so quickly, so quickly that he did what all the Warsong chieftains had failed to do in his generation.

"Are you here to see the prophet?" Thordoan knew that since Nergo had come at this critical moment when the ogres were likely to counterattack, it would definitely not be for reminiscing.

Seeing Nergo nod, Thordoan said to him, "Come with me."

Nergo followed Thordoan's footsteps. He looked different from ordinary people. If he didn't have a guide, he would probably be taken away by the guards around him as a wild monster.

"I haven't been to Shattrath for a long time. The changes here are really big." Nergo said with some emotion after seeing the changes on the street.

Let's not talk about the original Draenei for now. Now there are orc shops and taverns on the streets and squares of Shattrath.

Along the way, Nergo has seen more than 10 Fire Blade orcs and Warsong orcs.

"After you left last time, orcs have come to Shattrath to do business and settle down." Thordoan blinked, "This feeling is really good. They like this city as much as we do."

"I hope they don't cause you any trouble."

"How could that be?" Thordoan said, "The prophet and others are very happy to see this. I went to an orc tavern a few days ago to drink some drinks. I have to say that your drinks are really strong."

"Well, I'm really a little hungry when you say that. Why don't we go eat something first?" Nergo wanted to see how the orcs live in Shattrath, so he said, "It's a good opportunity for me to see the difference between the orc dishes in Shattrath and those in Grommashar."

"Of course." Thordoan took Nergo and turned around and walked to a Shattar market area.

Sure enough, just as Thordoan said, there are quite a lot of orcs in Shattrath. Just talking about this street, it is almost becoming an "Orc Street".

"Give me a large portion of thunder elephant steak, two plates of fried squid and a pot of stewed freshwater beast meat." Thordoan said to the waiter as soon as he entered the door, and then he looked at Nergo, "I know you orcs have a big appetite, do you think this is enough?"

Nergo nodded, but he also had some questions, "What kind of dish is fried squid?"

He had eaten squid, but that was in his previous life. In his previous life, when he was a child, he would buy two skewers whenever he saw it at a street stall, but in this life, he remembered that there was no such thing in the orcs' recipes?

"This is the specialty of this restaurant." Thordoan showed a sincere smile on his face, "This is a new dish they made by combining their own food with our Draenei food."

Well, now the culture has merged.

"I was wondering why there was a Draenei head sign outside this restaurant."

When the waiter served all the dishes, Nergo looked at the dishes in front of him that were almost enough to feed a hippopotamus, and the smiling Thordoan, and more or less understood that Thordoan was taking care of his eating habits.

Nergo picked up the fork and stuck it into the fried squid tentacles. Well, it tasted really good.

There is a kind of foreigner who eats General Tso's chicken and praises the authentic aroma of Seris dishes.

"How is it? This restaurant is very famous nearby." Thordoan saw that Nergo was eating happily, and he was not idle either. He started chatting while chewing the thunder elephant meat.

To say that this thunder elephant is really a good thing, it can be ridden and eaten. It is simply a good partner of the Draenei. No wonder they still brought them with them when they were exiled to Azeroth in the future.

"It's really good. I must bring some for my wife when I go back." Nergo did not forget to answer Thordoan's words while feasting.

"You're married?" This was not the first time that Sodoan was shocked. He knew that orcs get married early, but he didn't expect it to be so early.

"Not yet, I should be considered a fiancée."

"Then you must invite me when you get married." A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came.

Nergo looked back, and Sodoan immediately said respectfully: "Prophet!"

Not only them, but other people in the restaurant also cast their eyes on Velen. Even some unruly orcs raised their wine glasses and meat in front of this respectable elder, wanting to invite him to enjoy the food here together.

"If you don't mind, how about counting me in?" Velen declined others and came to Nergo's table to ask.

"Of course, please take a seat." Looking at Sodoan with a gleam in his eyes, Nergo replied: "Prophet, what else do you need to eat?"

"Tangle perch cake." Velen said with a smile.

Cake? How can this be the staple food? Nergo's face was full of weirdness, but he saw Velen just smiled and didn't say anything.

Until the dishes came, Nergo knew that he was still young. Who would have thought that the cakes made by orcs in this store were pure meat?

"Well, it seems that I can't keep up with the times." Nergo laughed at himself.

"How could it be?" Seeing that Nergo had almost finished eating, Velen asked casually: "So are you here to find me this time?"

Nergo swallowed the food in his mouth and wiped his mouth. He looked around and then said in Velen's ear: "The Burning Legion is coming."

Velen's face changed immediately. The steady and gentle expression instantly turned into another look, a look that Nergo believed a true leader should have.

Velen was not in the mood to eat at the moment: "If possible, why not go to my place to discuss in detail."

"Of course." Nergo replied and did not forget to instruct Sodoan, "Don't waste these dishes. After you finish eating, pack them up and send them to me. I will pay you when the time comes."