Chapter 132: Promotion to Centurion

"Your name is Karga Thorn Rib? Did the Razor Clan Boar People want to join the Horde? ”

The Great Chief had finished arranging the matter of the Blood Rock Shards, and turned his head to deal with another, more important matter.

"I am Kargar Thornrib, the mistress of the Razor Swamp boarmen, the most powerful boar man, and the inducer of the sons of prophecy."

The same words came out of Karga Thorn's mouth again, but this time more confidently and firmly.

"Razor Swamp Boar People, that's why you call the Razor Clan?"

The Mother of Calgar only nodded faintly at the Grand Chief's question, she didn't seem to want to explain more.

"Lexa sent Sbire back with a letter first, I probably know the origin of your clan, but can you tell me why Sakin is so sure that Sakin is the son of prophecy?"

Far from being offended by the attitude of the Lady of Calga, the Great Chief continued to ask her why she had chosen Sakin as her allegiance.

"Don't you know why, Great Chief?"

The Lady of Calga suddenly asked Sal with a smile on her face, and she seemed to think that the Great Chief in front of her was actually thinking the same as herself.

"Hahahaha! I want to hear from you. ”

Thrall also burst out laughing, he had just stood up with excitement from using the Blood Rock Fragment and his physical function had skyrocketed, but now he sat back with laughter.

"The master is the son of Woking, and Woking can be said to be the first existence of the tribe to control the shadow, so it is very consistent with the statement of the child of the shadow in the prophecy."

Karga Thorn actually followed Sal's instructions and explained to him.

"The master could have ordered the boar people of the Razor Clan to give their blood to supply the tribe with blood rock fragments to strengthen the warriors' combat power, but he didn't."

Thrall nodded, knowing that the boar mistress in front of him was not some blind and fanatical prophecy enforcer, but a well-thought-out guide.

"For a master who treats a race that has sworn allegiance to him as a servant, and still values their lives as treasures, does he not consider him a child of prophecy?!"

Karga Thorn's words were full of gratitude and pride, and Sal could tell that she was saying what was in her heart, that these boar people really wanted to be loyal to Sakin.

"Excellent! I hope that you will be a strong supporter of Sakin and escort him on his future path. ”

The Great Chief did not offer to let the Razor Clan Boar People join the Horde, as it was no longer important.

The Great War is imminent, and it is not appropriate for the various races that make up the tribe to have too many ideas at this time.

If the Boar People clan joins the tribe, it will be extremely sensational news on the Azeroth continent, not to mention how the alliance will react, even within the tribe is destined to be peaceful.

Now, the Razor Clan is loyal to Sakin, ostensibly they did not join the tribe, but served as Sakin's personal servants, which is much easier to say.

Being able to gain the support of the Boar People clan without causing turmoil within the tribe is undoubtedly the situation that Thrall is most willing to see at the moment.

With such a peculiar team of living forces, Sakin is also destined to become a strange soldier in the hands of the Great Chief, and even a powerful hole card.

"I will issue a chieftain's decree, and Sakin has successfully completed the task of surveying the blood rock fragments and subdued the Boar Clan, and he is hereby promoted to the rank of centurion."

The Great Chief directly added the rank of Sakin to the rank of Centurion, and in a short period of time, he was promoted to the rank of centurion, which was as fast as a shaman's bloodthirstiness.

The most enviable thing is that for the first time, he was awarded the rank of guard at hand and issued a military certificate for Sagin, the legendary hero of the tribe, the beastmaster Lexa.

This time, the Great Chief personally crowned him a centurion, and the military merit certificate was equivalent to that issued by Sal himself, which was a complete honor.

"The Razor Clan Boar People, from now on, have a strategic partnership with the tribe, independent of the tribe, and are personally led by Sakin, who can freely choose whether to participate in the tribe's actions or not."

The Grand Chief went on to say that he directly defined the relationship between the Razor Clan Boar and the Tribe, both acknowledging their status in the Clan and not forcing them to join the Clan.

"Thank you, Great Chief!"

Karga Thorn was the first to thank Thrall, the Grand Chieftain for his decision to respect the Boar People of the Razor Clan, and to allow them to legitimately follow Sagin's side.

"Sakin, do you have any objections to my arrangement?"

Sal looked at Sagin, and Lexa looked at Sagin, the two leaders of the tribe waiting for the troll's reply at the moment.

"No, Great Chief! I will lead the Razor Clan Boar People well, find a better future for them, and do my part to protect the tribe. ”

Sakin didn't expect the Great Chief to make such a decision, it was completely a tailor-made Great Chief Order after considering the situation between himself and the Razor Clan Boar People!

"Then it's decided!"

After Sal finished speaking, he felt that the wild power he had just awakened seemed to be beginning to unstable, and he actually had a faint desire to vent the desire to fight.

He steadied his mind, suppressed the primal impulse in his body, and then quietly waited for his body to gradually disappear due to the strengthening of the blood rock fragments.

"It seems that the age of this mineral on me is really not very long!"

Sal looked at his restored body and teased himself.

"Great Chief, there is one more thing that needs to be reported to you."

As he spoke, Sakin took out the small scroll he had received from the Mother of Kargar from his large cloth bag and handed it to Sal.

The Great Chief looked over and over the small scroll, and he didn't recognize the badge or the words inside, and he couldn't help but feel melancholy.

"Someone deliberately threw it into the Razor Swamp, and when the Mother of Calgar first got it, the scroll had shadow energy attached to it, and even though she had purified it, I could still feel the remnants of the shadow power."

Sakin reported the situation of the small scroll to the Great Chief, and Thrall frowned and studied the small scroll again.

"The text on it is very ancient, it seems to be full of evil feelings, there are several scholars in the tribe who study ancient ruins and words, but I can't guarantee that they will be able to crack this small scroll!"

The Great Chief understood that Sakin meant to give him the small scroll in order to find someone to crack it, but the tribe did have very few scholars in this area.

"I have a candidate who will definitely be able to crack this scroll, but I have only met him once and I am not familiar with him, so it is difficult to open up to him."

Ever since Razor Swamp, Sakin has always had in mind a very ideal candidate to crack the small scroll.

It's just that this person's identity is too special, and even the big chief doesn't know if he can ask him to crack the contents of the small scroll for himself!