Chapter 57: Hatred
The orc soldiers on the side didn't understand what Vanessa meant, what signal did you want to send when you looked at the sky with both eyes and touched the dagger like a blind man? Didn't you look like your eyes were hurting before?
The upright orc soldier was confused by her.
The old orc Itreg is more knowledgeable than the young people, he has been mixed with human society for several years, and he is so old, his brain turns twice, and he understands Vanessa's meaning, this is because the sincerity of the apology is not enough, right? You are too bold, you dare to blackmail in the main city of the tribe?!
Vanessa is very sure, after a brief contact, she understands the character of this group of orcs, they pay attention to honor, if she opens her mouth, the other party will definitely be very angry, it is difficult to predict what will happen at that time, but a small blackmail is really a drop in the bucket for the big business of the tribe.
Itreg thought for a moment, empty white fangs, it really didn't make sense to say two words, orcs pay attention to honor, this kind of verbal promise they value very much, but I'm afraid it's really a bit inappropriate for practical humans.
It is reasonable to use compensation to completely smooth out this assassination, and the whole thing will be treated as if it never happened.
It's much calmer to think about it.
"Well, we were mistaken, wait a minute." He whispered a few words to his subordinates, and the orc soldier looked stunned, but he still obeyed the order and ran out, and after a short time, he carried back a wooden box.
Atrigue opened the wooden box, and Vanessa, who had been looking at the sky and pretending to be blind, immediately looked down.
I saw a very orc-style serrated dagger placed horizontally in the wooden box, the tip of the knife had an upward arc, the sawtooth glowed with cold light, and a burst of screams could be faintly heard from it, and there was a killing intent in the blood tank.
Vanessa picked up the dagger and stabbed her forehand and backhand twice.
This dagger was much lighter than the buzzing dagger she had used before, and she could feel that the dagger seemed to have some kind of magical power when stabbing it, much like the style of an orc, and the dagger could mobilize the strength of her whole body to a point, so that she could kill the enemy with one blow at a critical moment.
Truth be told, the dagger's shape is too rough to match her aesthetic, but the one-hit kill effect fits well with the thieves' many methods.
She stabbed the air seven or eight times in a row, and quickly mastered this kind of attack method that suddenly burst out with all her strength.
She turned to the old orc and asked, "Can you guess the name of my dagger?" ”
Old Orc Itrieg: "......"
He felt that he was really not suitable to deal with humans, and humans were too shameless! Do you have the slightest thing in your heart that can be called honor?
But the things have already been sent out, and no one can die if he says two more words, he sighed for a long time: "I guess this is the epic dagger of the Black Hand Clan, the Devil's Strike, the Black Hand Clan had two Demon Strikes back then, but many years ago the Great Chief Orgrim. The Hammer of Destruction killed the Black Hand Patriarch at the time and captured this dagger, so I didn't expect it to fall into your hands now......"
Is it a demon's strike?! Vanessa was a little surprised that she finally had an epic dagger! What's the point of being ugly?
But this dagger is a bit hateful, the Black Hand Clan is not a member of the tribe, the dagger is placed in the tribe's treasure house, the other party doesn't dare to do anything, if you know that it is in your own hands? ...... The Black Hand Clan is in the Black Rock Mountain, and her western wilderness is on the Eastern Continent.
When you turn around and think about it, there's nothing to be afraid of! Not to mention epic weapons and artifacts these days, even the dung forks in the western wilderness have owners, and it is definitely a dream to find epic weapons without masters.
The fly in the ointment is that there is only one dagger.
She wielded a dagger in her right hand, and her left hand shook as if she had an epilepsy, and the meaning was one, I could use two weapons, you see I have a dagger, and my left hand is still empty, do you want to give us another one?
A dagger that orcs don't like to use is sent out, and Itreg can call the shots, but another one can't.
He went out to ask for instructions, and when he came back, he said to Vanessa, "The Great Chief has a please." ”
Can't the tribe afford to play so much! The big chief was invited to get two weapons? Originally, I was going to ask for a staff in the name of Lao Niu's serious injury, but now it seems that the plan is going to change it......
Vanessa secretly wondered that her actions were actually within the tolerance range of the other party, of course, her so-called tolerance range refers to the tolerance range of the current Great Chief Sal, if the current Great Chief of Orgrimmari is Garrosh. Hellroar, what Wojin, what Sylvanas and other ruthless characters, she ran away early.
Thrall's strength is undoubtedly the strongest among the chiefs, but his personality is also the mildest, gentle to the point of being a bit of a bad guy.
Aren't honest people used to bully these days?
"Okay, I've admired the prestige of the Great Chief for a long time, so lead the way." She put the demonic blow into the scabbard of her waist, and she didn't let go of the previous cruel barb and buzzing dagger, which was a sophisticated weapon, and the cruel barb still had a commemorative meaning for the predecessor, so she packed it all and took it away.
Itreg opened her mouth to speak, but she thought that her long sword and dagger were really not practical on the orc side, and she put it in the warehouse to take up space, and when she looked at it, she was angry, so take it away.
Step out of the room and walk along the avenue towards the Valley of Wisdom behind Orgrimmar.
Along the way, many orcs were being carried from the buildings where the flames had subsided, and many more orcs were staring at her with puzzlement, confusion, and hatred, and there was no personal vendetta in this, hostility to her, just because she was human.
As a superior thief and jungle predator, she is sensitive to gaze, and although Vanessa is moving forward, she can still feel the hostile gaze of the orcs, her muscles seem to be relaxed, and she can actually enter the combat mode at any time.
Thrall's efforts cannot be said to be ineffective, but the seeds of hatred are still flowing in the veins of the orcs, and perhaps with the washing of time, there will be real peace between the two sides in ten, twenty, fifty years, but not now.
The peace between the alliance and the tribes is very fragile, and now it is more because the undead scourge in Northrend in the north weighs on the heads of both sides, and both sides need to lick their wounds and accumulate strength, and now it is just a repair before the war, and it is not peace at all.
"Can humans really live in harmony with orcs? Itreig, how long do you think it will take for the two sides to be completely reconciled? She asked the old orc beside her in a leisurely tone.
The old orc's impression of her was still at the level of blackmailing herself, and she suddenly put on a picture of worrying about the country and the people, which made the old orc a little uncomfortable.
He thought about the wording for a while, and said with certainty: "Yes, I think humans and orcs will definitely be harmonious, I have seen the virtues in humans, I think it does not conflict with the honor of orcs, we are different in appearance, but deep down we have the same place, we must be able to reach a consensus." ”