The victory was supposed to be a joy, but Izzy couldn't be happy, he just felt sick now, like beating off a skunk and getting into a mess. net

Is it so annoying to be on the side of the demon?, Izzy couldn't help but think like this, because this was not the first time it had happened.

Initially, they defeated the orc tribe of Neozu in the Hellfire Fortress, but let Neozu himself run away and become a scourge, and then sent Kil'Gardan back to the Twisted Void in the Hammer Castle, but the warriors contracted a disease, and now they have finally eradicated all the demons of Draenor, but the miscellaneous Gul'dan has left a "wound" in the sky of Draenor!"

Izzy was depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

After the battle, the Draenor coalition forces were stationed on the island of Franlon, keeping a close eye on the condition of the spatial rift, and the Draenei mages were also trying to close it, and nothing was known.

"Hey, hey, brother, you've cut your hand, are you okay?" Durotan whispered, looking at Izzy's hand worriedly.

Izzy finally came back to his senses, he was cooking, and because he was distracted, he actually cut himself:

"I'm fine. Izzy sucked his finger and threw it out in inexplicable anger, and it was okay if the elemental palm was cut.

Durotan grabbed the split-hoofed beef tenderloin from the cutping board of Izzy, and carefully looked at the good tenderloin, whether it was stained with elemental blood or anything, with a distressed expression on his face.

Yiqi saw it in his eyes and laughed directly: "Nima, I have been doing it for a long time, I am asking if there is anything wrong with the meat, and the labor and management are going to let you see how eating makes people want to eat!"

With a grim smile on his face, Izzy thought about how to deal with this short-eyed foodie, and he kicked Durotan out, feeling much better.

Smiling, Izzy said to himself, "Yes, anyway, since you won, let's celebrate first!"

With that, Izzy started to show off his skills, and to be honest, he was a little worried, because he had been so busy lately, the last time he cooked was a few months ago, and Izzy didn't know if his skills would regress. net

However, it is obvious that Izzy thinks too much, and after becoming proficient to a certain point, he remembers it in his body, and like instinct, all kinds of ingredients pass through Izzy's hands and turn into all kinds of fragrant dishes.

This time, Izzy put a lot of effort into it, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, and putting it on the table, frying, steaming, boiling, stir-frying, frying, roasting, whatever Izzy could think of, he made it.

As a chef, he is certainly not as good as the chefs who specialize in cooking on Earth, but his cooking skills are exaggerated in another world, because the orcs can only grill meat, while the Draenei is more in pursuit of spiritual food, such as knowledge and the like, which leads to Izzy's cuisine is simply delicious and breaks through the sky.

As the various dishes were finished, the striking aroma overflowed from the room, and the sound of swallowing saliva and stomach screaming outside came and went, and Izzy laughed with satisfaction.

"Mogorin, Galoca, come in and help!" Izzy shouted, and a figure appeared in front of him in a fraction of a second.

"Brother Izzy, it's time to eat?"

Izzy couldn't laugh or cry when he saw it, this stupid boy was the fastest at this moment.

"Go and bring out the prepared dishes, don't steal too much!"

"Oh, straight bird!" Mogolin grabbed a mountain of roast platters with a leg of lamb in his mouth and walked out, Izzy shook his head and continued cooking.

There are many dishes to be made, such as pan-fried palm-thick steak, Tabu roasted whole lamb, steamed sea scorpions, fried wind finch legs, signature flower chicken, split-hoof fat beef hot pot, loin radish and eggs, fragrant braised rabbit guinea pig, otherworldly coarse bone stew, etc., as long as Izzy can think of the dishes, he has to make them, only in this way can he match these warriors who have gone through hardships and returned victorious.

The celebration went smoothly, and Izzy listened to the lively singing and dancing outside, and laughed with relief, this was the first time that the Draenei and the orcs had shared a banquet, they had fought side by side and experienced so many difficult battles, even if they didn't understand the language, they could experience such joy together.

From those laughter, Izzy felt a very fulfilling sense of satisfaction, and for the first time he realized that he had truly changed the fate of the orcs, and that the atrocities inflicted on the Draenei by the orcs in the game were so heinous that it is impossible to describe!

This is also the game, in reality, let Izzy commit such a crime, if you see the victim of the Delaney again, it is better to apologize for the crime with death, to be real, you must know that in the canonical history of the game, even the noble warrior like King Sarufar, who values honor more than everything, is afraid of the baby's cry from the bottom of his heart, which is their sin, and then tortures their hearts.

Thankfully, nothing like this happened in this world, and that Draenor, the draenei, and the orcs had come together to fend off the invasion of the Burning Legion, and that Izzy felt that all the hardships he had endured over the years had been worth it.

"Haha, sorry, the Draenei won't be part of the Alliance anymore. Smiling and muttering to himself, Izzy suddenly came to his senses and understood something.

I still haven't been able to get out of the circle of fighting between the tribe and the alliance in the past, and the orcs have not invaded Azeroth now, so the war that caused endless hatred has not yet happened, and compared to the infighting between the tribe and the alliance, the Burning Legion and the Void forces are the real enemies.

Thinking of this, Izzy suddenly remembered that he had obtained the spatial coordinates of Azeroth from the astral mage, and if he could, should he make humans allies?

Thinking like this, Izzy immediately made up his mind that he would definitely build the portal, but by no means to wage war with humans, Azeroth is the center of all the plots of Warcraft, he hopes that the orcs can go to Azeroth as a friendly person, and the purpose is naturally to invite more races to join the general trend of resisting the Burning Legion and the Void Monsters, which is the right choice.

Izzy's thoughts were interrupted by a golden flash in his chest, and he took out the necklace, and Izzy listened to Velon's message.

"Izzy, my mage has observed some data from that rift, and you must come and check it out. ”

Izzy asked the orc master chef to take his place, and he walked to the location of the Draenei ship with the food box in his hand.

It didn't take long for Izzy to see Veron at the entrance of the camp, and Velen greeted him, and was about to open his mouth when he was blocked by Izzy's food box.

"Prophet, here are some of your favorite home-cooked stir-fries, if it's not urgent, we can talk while eating. ”

Wei Lun showed a sincere smile and nodded:

"Thanks, that's great. ”

The orcs and the leader of the draenei sat down at a humble table, with boulders as tables and stakes as chairs, and Izzy made a bowl of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and some somen noodles for the old man, while he made a stack of flatbread himself, rolled with a green onion and cooked cut meat, and chewed into some kind of sweet sauce made by the orcs.

In his previous life, Izzy was not a northerner, but he had tasted this authentic staple food of the north, and he must not have been used to eating it at the time, but now he can't even eat rice, so even if it is a flatbread roll and green onions, Izzy can eat it with pleasure.

It may not be the taste of home, but at least it is the taste of the motherland.

Velon's meal was very slow, but the old man was smiling as he ate, and Izzy felt satisfied again, and Vilon's reaction was somewhat exaggerated, laughing at first, and then turning into tears of joy.

Looking at Veron with some concern, Izzy asked, "Are you alright, Prophet?" ”

"I'm fine. Veron sighed deeply.

"I dare not think back to my wife and children who left behind in Argus after all these centuries of exile, and I dare not imagine what kind of torture they will suffer, so much so that now I have forgotten what they looked like, but every time I eat your food, I can remember something beautiful. ”

"We were a happy family at the dinner table, which was full of food made by my wife, and my son, who had a mouth full of food, and who always had his young partner to take care of him. ”

Wei Lun had a smiling face, but said with tears streaming down his face:

"And my wife, she always cooks more, even if we are a family of four, we can't finish it, and in the end we have to let me and my children hold on and eat clean, and we have complained about her many times. ”

Veron said this, crying bitterly, and Izzy walked over, took the immortal's hand, and whispered:

"As leaders, we always make some tough choices, and you've been doing the right thing, all the time. ”

The old man, lying on Izzy's knees, cried out of shape, and Izzy saw it in his eyes and was full of sympathy.

Velen is a hundred times stronger than himself as a leader, when they fled from Argus, in order not to arouse the suspicion of Kilgardan and Akmund, Velen sacrificed his family and left them there, which Izzy absolutely could not do, Veron really gave everything for his people!

Looking at the immortal but old Draenei, the eternal grief of the Immortals, Izzy could not imagine how the old man had survived.

(End of chapter)