In Sunwell Heights, Haduron reports to Quelsala about the Trolls of Zuaman.

Quelsala put down the teacup and asked, "Is Zulkin dead?" Who did this to you? ”

"According to the news from Ekilsund, it should be the Sorcery Lord Malakas and Dakara who joined forces with the Rastaha King of Zandalar to poison Zurkin to death." Haduron said.

"Zandalara? Could it be that Zandalar acted ahead of schedule? It can't be, there are no conditions for the rise of Zandalar now, and it will only be self-defeating to attract attention now. There must be something quirky! Quelsala thought to herself.

"Hadurun, keep an eye on all movements in Zuaman, and send scouts to Zandalar for news. Also, ask Ekilsson to confirm the authenticity of the message. I always felt that it was not that simple, and that a legendary hero could not be poisoned like this. Quelsala said to Hadurun, "Also guard against the counterattack and infiltration of the Trolls of Zuaman, and make sure we don't catch fire in our own backyard." ”

Haduron nodded in agreement. The three of them continued to drink tea and chatted about some unrelated trivia, and then the three left the palace.

Quelsara got up and entered the inner sanctum, where the three daughters were making tea and Catherine was asleep.

Quelsala sat down, took Eldara's cup and drank it down, and said, "Let's rest for the day and return to Orgrimmar tomorrow." I always felt like something was going to happen. ”

Hearing Quelsara say she was leaving, Eldara was silent. Quelsala asked Eldara on the cheek and said, "Don't worry, Al, we'll be back in two months at most." When the time comes, I'll take you for a walk in the south and see the desert and the tropical jungle. ”

Eldara smiled and said, "Brother Quill doesn't have to worry about me, I will wait for you at home with the child, you must take care of yourself." ”

Anvina, who was next to her, smiled and said, "Sister El, don't forget to have me!" I'll take care of Brother Quell. ”

"You? It's good not to let others take care of it! ”

"Haha," the four laughed.

Happy times are always short-lived, and the next morning Quelsalla woke up when she received a magical letter from Romans. The letter was sent from Théresta in Orgrimmar, stating that the Centaurs and Boar People had been surrounded by the Crossroads and that Grand Chief Thrall had asked His Highness to return and destroy the Centaurs once and for all.

Quelsala bids farewell to Eldara and teleports to Orgrimmar with Avena and Sylvanas.

As soon as the three of them arrived, they immediately walked like Sal's office.

When the three of them walked to the door of the auction house, they saw a young orc standing in the doorway in pain, waiting with blood-red eyes looking at the people who were going in front of him.

Outside the door, he looked at the young orc with disdain, and said, "What are you still doing here?" How many times has the governor said that your hammer is not worth much. ”

"Trouble the Elder to take another look, this is what my father left behind, and I only ask for two gold coins." The young orc said pleadingly.

"You're not done, aren't you! Someone knocked him out for me! Outside the door ordered, and a group of punches and kicks outside the door kicked the young orc out of the auction house.

The young orc lay on the ground, his eyes shining with despair. After a long time, the orc stood up with the giant hammer in his hand, and looked at the gladiatorial arena next to him.

Avena, who was watching from the sidelines, asked, "Brother Quill, what does he want to do?" ”

Sylvanas next to him returned: "Enter the gladiatorial arena, become a gladiator, and earn money with your life." ”

"Brother Quill, shall we help him?"

Quelsara looked at the desperate young orcs, who were so realistic in that world. Quelsara walked up to the young orc and said, "Brother, can I see your hammer?" ”

When the young orc heard someone talking to him, he hurriedly turned around and handed the hammer over, saying, "Your Excellency, Venerable Elf! I only need a gold coin if you need it. ”

Quelsala turned out to be a giant hammer, heavy to the hand, and only a warrior of strength could move it. The giant hammer is jet-black, and the tail of the hammer is a spear head, and the head part is four-petaled, and each petal is covered with Langya barbs, like a mace. The four wolf teeth are distributed in a cross shape, and there is a groove in the middle of the hammer head that seems to be inlaid with something.

"This should be an extraordinary weapon!" Quelsala praised, "What do you call a brother? ”

"Your Excellency, Elf! I'm just a commoner, how can I be commensurate with your brother. My name is Nazgorin! The young orc said.

"Nazgreen? I rub! Quelsara glared at the young orc in front of her as if struck by lightning, and said, "You say you're Nazgorin?" ”

"Yes! Any questions? And do you want this hammer? All I need is a gold coin! Nazgorin said embarrassedly.

Quelsara came back to her senses and said to Nazgorin, "Brother, do you know the name and origin of your weapon? ”

"I don't know! Mother once said that it was left by my father! Nazgorin said.

"This hammer has a resounding name - Gatok Power of Faith! According to legend, it was cast by one of Draenor's legendary craftsmen, Gatok. Countless human heroes have fallen under this weapon in the Orc Wars! Quelsara said.

Nazgorin was dumbfounded, and said slowly: "Then why can't I feel a trace of power on him?" ”

"Of course! Because there's one thing he's missing! Quelsara said.

"What's that?" This time, it wasn't Nazgorin, but Anvina and Sylvanas asked.

"The Power of Faith! When its owner finds faith and unswervingly executes towards faith! At that time, he will transform the master's faith into the power of faith and inject it into the hammer body, which is his true body! After Quelsala finished speaking, he handed the weapon to Nazgrin and said, "Brother, cherish him, and one day you will find out what he does." ”

"But I really need a gold coin right now!" Nazgorin said, stroking the weapon.

"I've got ten gold coins here, not much, but to show my heart. Remember to use this weapon well!" Quelsara placed the gold in Nazgorin's hands and left with Anvina and Sylvanas.

With a hammer in his right hand and a gold coin in his left, Nazgorin looked at the back of Quelsala leaving, and as if he had made some decision, he resolutely left the entrance of the gladiatorial arena.

"Quill, why do you want to help him? And is that hammer really what you say it is? No scam? Sylvanas asked.

"Hehe, the origin of the hammer is fake, but the weapon is really called Gatok Power of Faith." Quelsara laughed, "As for why I helped him, I said I could see his future, do you believe it?" ”

"Future?" Anvina and Sylvanas said in unison.

"Wait and see, in a few years, a new star will rise in the tribe! A hammer-wielding hero! Quelsala said heroically.