Albert didn't expect Sal to wake up at this time.

How much did this orc see? Will he call someone? Or alert the captain when he returns? Either outcome was terrible, Albert tensed his muscles vigilantly, pretending to be fierce and glaring at Sal, but he didn't really know what to do if the other man shouted.

Thrall didn't say anything. They were silent, but footsteps could already be heard outside the door. Albert was torn between whether to stop Thrall from snitching first, or to disguise himself to see if the captain of the guard would be brought down?

Eventually, he hurried back to bed, pretending he was still asleep. Because he really doesn't know what to do, he can't just give Sal a sword, right?

Albert lay flat on the bed, stiff from nervousness. He listened intently to the movements around him, ready for a surprise attack at any time.

The room was very quiet, except for the sound of the captain of the guard closing the door and walking footsteps. Heavy steps moved to the table, followed by the sound of pouring water. At this time, Albert was almost suffocated with nervousness. But he never heard any other sounds, only steady breathing and his own rapid heartbeat. Then came the sound of drinking water, which he almost missed, but then the muffled sound was too loud for anyone to ignore.

Albert sat up abruptly, and saw that the captain of the guard had fallen to the ground, still clutching the cup in his hand. His first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief, and then to realize that his anesthetic seemed to be a little too much.

"Is he dead?" A deep voice asked.

Albert was caught off guard and almost jumped in fright. He looked frightened at the place where the sound came from, and Thrall was looking at him quietly, the look in his eyes still calm.

"No......," Albert replied subconsciously, "I use anesthetics." He'll sleep until tomorrow morning... Probably? ”

Sal nodded slightly in understanding.

"Wait, I want to ask," Albert couldn't help but say, "why didn't you just remind him?" ”

"Why am I doing this?"

"Because, uh......" Albert was going to say that you were raised by humans, but when he saw the bandages on Sal's body, he found that the reason was not tenable at all.

Blackmore's brutality and cold-bloodedness chilled even to him as a listener, but what would it be like for Thrall to experience it himself? Albert couldn't imagine that feeling. He had heard that Thrall had been raised by Blackmore, and if his mentor had treated him the same, Albert doubted that he would be able to bear it.

"I'm sorry." In the end, he gave up looking for a reason and said simply.

A look of surprise appeared in Sal's eyes: "Are you apologizing to me?" ”

"Yes." Albert replied in the affirmative.

While he still has nostalgia for who Thrall is and what he has done, admitting his mistakes is one of the qualities that a servant of the Light must possess. Albert had been using these guidelines to demand his own behavior, especially as the young paladin's moral standards skyrocketed as the Light had just responded to him.

"I apologize for the misunderstanding I just made to you." He explained more seriously.

Thrall looked at him in surprise for a moment, and when he confirmed that he wasn't speaking out of fear or some other reason, the orc's gaze softened.

"You don't have to apologize to me so solemnly." "It's not a big deal," he said in a deep voice. ”

“…… And in fact," he continued, after a pause, "I am the one who should apologize." ”

This time Albert was surprised. He didn't understand at all what Sal needed to apologize for.

"This morning," said Sal, "I shouldn't have lost control. I've never used that kind of power, and they ask me to be sane when they teach me to fight. I was supposed to fight you by skill, but I was so frightened that I lost control and hurt your companion. I'm sorry, really. ”

Albert stared at each other in disbelief for a moment, finally confirming that what Sal said was also from the heart. Holy Light, he had never thought that an orc could be so sensible, restrained, and polite. If he doesn't look at his appearance, he will think that he is talking to a well-educated human being.

"But I have to say, you don't have to apologize." Finally, he said, "You almost killed Dinein, but with the help of the Light, he's all right." I almost killed you too, and it's you in the end of this game...... Lost. He paused, unsure if that had offended Thrall's pride.

But it seems that Sal doesn't mind. "You played well," he said frankly, "and it was the victory you deserved." ”

Then they fell silent together, not knowing what to say next. Faced with this unexpectedly upright and generous orc, Albert didn't want to mention the beaten wounds on his body at all, but he found it difficult to get around this.

Fortunately, someone rescued him in time.

"Seriously, am I lying in the church in Stormwind right now?" A voice said coldly, "The noble conduct of the two of you is really admirable. ”

Although he said this, there was no praise or sigh in his tone, but it was full of disgust.

"Dineh!" Albert exclaimed in surprise, "You're awake!" ”

"Of course, of course," said Dinen impatiently, "I'm not a fish, and I don't sleep with my eyes open." ”

He struggled to prop himself up, trying to sit up. Albert hurriedly jumped out of bed and ran to help him. But Dineen waved his hand, refused his help, and sat down on the bed himself.

Albert didn't mind, he looked at Dineh's straight back with joy. His companion's recovery was unexpected, but it was undoubtedly good news. Dineh's recovery couldn't be too fast.

"Thank you, Light!" He couldn't help but sigh, "It's great that you woke up so quickly." ”

Dineen looked at him meaningfully.

"Yes," he said, "thanks to the Light. Well, thank you too, my friend. ”

Albert was instantly shocked and even forgot to deny it. He opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at Dinein, his head in a state of confusion, and at last there was only one thought left - how did he know?

"Aren't you ......" still unconscious?

Dinen narrowed his eyes, thinking about the need for another lengthy explanation to make him understand what a stupid question he had asked—wouldn't you doubt him when your injuries healed miraculously and there was a follower of the Light by your side?

But he was really tired, so he didn't hesitate to change the subject: "But I have to say, man, next time before you treat me, can you break the bones first?" ”

Although his body will spontaneously adjust the dislocated and deformed bones out of the instinct to maintain peak condition, it still hurts. That's why Dineen had a deep suspicion that he was having nightmares—yes, dreaming of Khadgar's teasing preach, it was a nightmare for him.

"I'm sorry......" Albert whispered guiltily, "it's the first time I've used the power of light to heal my wounds, and I didn't expect to do it......"

Dineen was stunned. He really didn't expect Albert to be a novice. In general, the first thing paladins and priests do after being baptized is to learn how to fight and heal with the power of Light. Without completing this course, it is unlikely that the instructor will allow their apprentice to go out on an adventure.

However, there is another explanation, Albert had a long combat training, and he was apparently raised as a paladin rather than a priest. The Paladin is good at fighting and not good at healing, and if his experience is a little poor, it is not impossible to try to heal others with holy light for the first time.

Dineh was silent for a while before speaking slowly: "... Not a big deal, I mean, for the first time, you did pretty well. "Better than most.

Although his tone was quite awkward, Albert was as coaxing as ever, and accurately understood the meaning of his praise, and the young man instantly became energetic.

"Alright," Dinen quickly changed the subject, looking up at Thrall, "Now it's time for us to talk, Blue-Eyed, which clan are you from?" ”

He asked knowingly. No one knows Sal's life and future better than he does. But Dinen couldn't have said this, and more importantly, he had to find an excuse to explain to Albert why he had suddenly changed his mind when he had been planning to kill Thrall, especially after being beaten to death.

- although he himself doesn't quite understand why. Presumably infected by Khadgar? It's terrible to just dream about it having such an effect.

As they talked, Sal kept watching quietly. Although he has long been accustomed to fighting alone, he is now really envious of the tacit understanding and mutual maintenance of these two people, which also makes him feel a little lonely. When Leng Buding heard Di Ning's question, he was startled, and replied a little helplessly: "What...... What is Clan? ”

Dinen frowned: "You don't know? Didn't your parents tell you? ”

This question made Sal suddenly depressed.

"I haven't seen my parents." He whispered, "I've been with humans for as long as I can remember. ”

Albert poked Dineen reproachfully, and the latter impatiently pushed him aside to sit down. So he had to interject, "Why are you asking this?" ”

Dineh silently praised his partner in his heart.

"Because blue-eyed orcs are rare." He replied, "Very rarely...... All I know is an orc with blue eyes, but he's probably long dead. ”

Sal immediately asked, "Who is he?" A gut instinct told him that the answer to the question was very important, and he could barely restrain his eagerness.

"The son of Durotan, the chief of the Frostwolf Clan. At the time of the assassination of his parents, the child was less than a year old and did not even have an official name. ”

Dinen caught two pairs of puzzled eyes. This made him realize that there were too many questions in this sentence. So he sighed and decided to start at the beginning.

From the ancient homeland of the Orc Clan, Draenor, to their drinking of demonic blood, to Azeroth, to Durotan's warning and killing, and finally to Gul'dan's death and the defeat of the Horde. He explained the limited doubts in as concise words as possible. When the last sentence fell, there was a long silence in the room.

"I never thought the tribe would have such a story." Albert lamented, "But why haven't I ever heard of this? ”

"Because you're stupid." Dineen brutally addressed his curiosity. But he then explained, "The feeling of killing a beast is not the same as killing a man." ”

Albert's face had a complicated expression.

Sal didn't pay attention to their conversation. He was deeply immersed in those stories. His upbringing was filled with the rhetoric that orcs were beasts, demons, and inferior creatures, and he felt sorry for his race. But now that he learned the history of his people, Thrall was pleased to discover that the orcs were not without noble character. Durotan, for example, was admired by the story of this upright chief. And—

"He could be my father." Sal muttered, but as if he was afraid of something, he immediately denied it, "No, it can't be - if I can meet them, if I can learn from them and live with them......"

Then he would have nothing else to ask for.

Dinen interrupted their thoughts, "Alright, guys, I'm not saying this to tell you bedtime stories. He looked at Thrall, "I thought that if you were a frostwolf orc, you would be more sensible and better communicative. Maybe we can work together. Now it seems that no matter what clan you are from, you are calm enough, so-"

"How about we get out of here together?"

Get out of here.

Sal's heart, which had just calmed down, instantly beat violently again. He had to admit that the invitation simply could not be refused. If it had been before, he wouldn't have made up his mind so quickly, but after being beaten and humiliated by Blackmore, Thrall didn't want to continue his slavery life.

He can get out of here and go to his people.

Sal almost immediately wanted to say yes, but he suddenly remembered someone. He couldn't just leave without saying goodbye and worry the only people in this castle who really cared about him.

"But, of course," he said hesitantly, "I'll have to find somebody first, I mean...... She might be helpful to us..."

Dineen raised an eyebrow.

"If you're referring to the girl who's hiding outside the door right now and eavesdropping, then you can talk to her right now." He said.