"That's right! Lord Wojin asked me to bring some battlefield orphans to Orgrimmar, I don't know how the Great Chief will be settled, if you have time, please help me ask. ”

Zarna looked at Sylvanas in surprise, she didn't expect the dignified Queen of the Forsaken to be so concerned about a few battlefield orphans.

"They should be at my sister Varna for the time being, she is a powerful witch doctor, and I will visit their ...... often"

The female troll priest hurriedly reported what she knew to the queen, who nodded in satisfaction, which was considered to approve of the treatment.

"Does the witch doctor study voodoo magic and will be exposed to shadow energy?"

Zarna followed Queen Sylvanas all the way out of the city, but she never seemed to be able to keep up with the Queen, and she could only keep up with her by occasionally trotting.

"Huh? What do you say, Queen? ”

Sylvanas suddenly asked about the witch doctor's voodoo practice, and Zarna happened to be a little far away from the queen and didn't hear it very clearly.

"Does the Witch Doctor have regular contact with the powers of the Shadows? Do they have a deep understanding of this aspect? ”

Sylvanas asked again, this time more bluntly.

"Voodoo magic is indeed related to the power of shadows, and witch doctors occasionally use shadow magic to dispel poison and cure diseases, as for whether the smoke and alcohol are deep, it depends on yourself."

Zarna finally heard Sylvanas's question, but she didn't understand why the queen was suddenly interested in the witch doctor's voodoo magic.

"Your sister is a witch doctor!? Remember to remind her not to use shadow magic in front of those little ones. ”

Queen Sylvanas suddenly said something that made Zarna even more inexplicable, but she couldn't ask why, so she nodded her head to indicate that she heard.

"That's it! Go ahead and get busy with yours! I'm going to go back to the Undercity with my men, and you're going to get your business ready. ”

As they spoke, they had already passed through the dark alley area and stood in the Valley of Power, and the queen directly asked Zarna to go about her own business.

The troll priest respectfully said goodbye to the Forsaken Queen, and then walked alone in the direction of Spirit Valley......

"Your Majesty, is the Council of Chiefs over?"

Faranir waited in the Valley of Power for a long time when he saw Sylvanas appear and immediately rushed forward.

"Yes, Faraniel. We're on our way back to the Undercity. ”

Sylvanas was in a good mood when she saw her great pharmacist.

"Shall you leave immediately? I just ordered a batch of herbs and haven't received them all! ”

Faranir was not idle, taking advantage of the Queen's participation in the meeting of chiefs, he started trading with Orgrimmar's shop, and as a great pharmacist, he naturally wanted to buy a large number of herbs!

"It's okay, you continue to buy the herbs you need, and I'll send someone to inform Ghazkel to prepare to return to the Undercity."

Sylvanas knew the importance of supplies, not to mention that he was going to gather a large army and prepare to go to the Valley of Thorns to participate in the decisive battle against the Burning Legion, and it was necessary to purchase more herbs.

"Yes, Queen."

Faranir seemed very happy, and after receiving the Queen's order, he took a group of apothecaries to go on a shopping spree in Orgrimmar again.

It has to be said that although the geography around the Undercity is very suitable for the growth of herbs, there are indeed many herbs that cannot be seen in Orgrimmar.

Now Faranier is too excited to do it!

"Inform Ghazkel to get the airship ready, and when Faranir and the others have finished purchasing supplies, we will return to the Tirisfard Glade immediately."

Sylvanas' elite royal guard gathered around her at this moment, and she gave a few orders to two of the Forsaken soldiers, who immediately sped out of Orgrimmar to inform the goblin leader.

"A few of you go and help Faraniel, and by the way, inform him to buy some other war supplies besides herbs."

The Forsaken Queen gave another order to the royal elite guards beside her, and five or six Forsaken immediately walked quickly in the direction of Faraniel's purchase.

"Don't follow me closely, this is Orgrimmar, are you still worried that someone will assassinate me? Go gather the people, pack the supplies, and we have to leave as soon as possible. ”

Sylvanas finally took all the elite royal guards around him, and then walked alone in the direction of the inn in the Valley of Power.

"Oh my God! Queen Sylvanas, it's such an honor to come to my hotel! ”

The innkeeper was indeed well-informed, and recognized at a glance what had come into her walk-in, Queen Sylvanas.

"You're the boss? Let them out, I have something to talk to. ”

Sylvanas was unceremonious, and directly ordered all the innkeepers to leave, while he slowly walked over to a barrel and leaned to stand.

"Huh? Yes, Queen! Quick, all out, go quickly......"

The innkeeper had a lot of foresight, and knew that there must be something secret that the queen ordered so that he didn't want others to know, so he quickly called everyone in the inn out.

"Wait, you stay, pour me wine!"

A minotaur followed everyone and prepared to walk out of the inn, but was stopped by Sylvanas and called back.

"Gamor, you nerd, go serve the Queen!"

The innkeeper pushed the minotaur to the queen, and then respectfully exited the inn.

"Female ...... Queen, please drink! ”

It was a somewhat weak-looking minotaur, with its head hanging low, its grayish-brown fur looking a little scruffy, and its small horns crooked on either side of its head.

"Hmmm! What kind of wine is this? Bitter, astringent, and sour? ”

Sylvanas took a sip of his glass, and asked the minotaur with a blank face.

"The wine of life, the medicine of intoxication."

The simple-looking Minotaur suddenly uttered a sentence that was extremely inconsistent with his temperament, but his head was still lowered and he did not look at the queen.

"Good medicine is so bitter, how can good wine be sour?"

The queen took another sip of the wine, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Medicine can cure the sick, but wine can't cure the heartbreak, my Queen!"

Gamore gradually raised his head, looking at Sylvanas with a smile on his lips.

"You're pretty good at pretending!"

The queen put down the wine glass in her hand, and then looked at the minotaur in front of her with her hands on her chest, as if they had known each other for a long time.

"Disguise is my talent, stealing is my fame skill, I just don't like killing."

Gamor's temperament changed suddenly, and the whole person seemed to be shrouded in shadows, and his eyes shone with a glowing red light, and he saluted Sylvanas respectfully.

"Who would have thought that the most powerful master of thieves would be hiding in Orgrimmar's inn and sitting here drinking day and night?!"

Sylvanas teased, but Gaymor was unmoved, still standing respectfully in front of the queen with a smile on his lips......