"They've found something very bad," said Itreig as he walked up, with a stern expression, "we have to talk to you, Grand Chief, this matter is very urgent and important!" ”

"Absolutely." Sal nodded, confident that his old advisor wouldn't be joking with him, "Please follow me." ”

He turned and walked towards the smaller reception room at the back of the hall, the faithful High Overseer Varok? Sarufar and two other Kukarons followed closely behind him. This was the bare minimum of warning, and they were not so careless as to put their leader alone in a group of aliens.

"Sit down," Thrall sat down in an oak chair as he walked into the room, waving to everyone, "It's not a formal occasion, so there's no need to be so formal." ”

"Who can tell me what happened?" After everyone sat down, he rubbed his face and said tiredly.

"That's right, this human hunter just ......" At this, Itreg suddenly stopped, he was a little embarrassed to find that he could no longer remember the name of this human, for the first time he felt a little old. But fortunately, Diego was very understanding and helped him out.

"Diego? Aznar salutes you, Your Excellency the Great Chief! He respectfully stroked his chest and saluted.

"Greetings to you, guests from afar!" Thrall nodded.

"Well, Diego's bobcat has discovered that Burks has traces of contact with evil powers! Having fought in close quarters with a Hellfire in Dry Water Vale, they are all too familiar with this energy. Itreg continued.

"What do you mean......" Sal said with a solemn face.

"Berks has dealt with the people of the Fireblade Clan, or he is one of them at all!" Itreg nodded, he suddenly remembered a possibility, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Unless he's sent by you to find out the news." ”

"No, I didn't send him, and Sarufar didn't do it." Sal shook his head. He knew that there were soldiers in the orc army who had been bewitched by the Fireblade Clan and were resentful of themselves. But the rank of warrior can already be divided into the range of high-level orc generals, although it is the lowest level, if even such a high-level officer is colluded with the Fireblade Clan...... think of this. Sal couldn't help but shudder, it was terrible!

"Shall we arrest Berks and interrogate him first?" At this time, Sarufar interjected angrily, as the only high-ranking overseer of the orcs. He has always been in charge of military affairs, and now this kind of thing is almost a slap in the face.

"I can't do that, I can't ...... because of an outsider," Sal shook his head, glancing apologetically at Diego, "Please don't mind if I tell you the truth." ”

Diego shook his head, signaling that it didn't matter.

"Arresting my officers because of an outsider's accusation is not the way a true leader works." Sal said stubbornly.

"But," said Itreg with some anxiety, "he could lead his men to mutiny at any moment. ”

"But our arrests without evidence will only make them mutiny faster. And trust our soldiers, most of them can tell the difference between good and bad. Sal calmly analyzed. He frowned, his hands flapping rhythmically on his thighs, thinking about what to do next.

Everyone stopped talking, and they all looked at Sal helplessly, waiting for his final decision.

"It's a shame we haven't cleaned up the mess out there." Sal suddenly patted his head and said happily. He turned his head to look at the Kukaron Guard standing beside him, "Go outside and bring the cup that Burks used today, do you remember the table he sat at today?" Make no mistake about it. ”

"No, it won't. Sheik. The Kukaron replied succinctly, and walked out. A moment later, he walked in again, an oak wine glass in his hand.

It's a very ordinary orc goblet. The body of the cup is not round, but pentagonal prismatic, thin at the top and thick at the bottom, with a set of sturdy brass bases, handles and hoop rims, consistent orc style, silly and stupid. If it can knock people out. No one will doubt this, because this kind of wine glass has always been a sharp weapon in bar brawls, and it is called the three artifacts of the bar along with broken wine bottles and benches.

Thrall held it in both hands, placed it on his chest, and whispered a plea to the wild spirit, and after a few seconds, the wild spirit answered him, although it was difficult to see life in this barren land, but in the low-lying places of the wasteland, in the crevices of the rocks, under the fine gravel, there were still some tenacious beings alive, like cacti, insects, and reptiles, all of which had souls that could help him understand the secrets hidden in this wine glass.

It is true that this goblet is lifeless, but it is made of oak that grows in the forest. Because that oak tree was once a living being, it had its own exact feeling. It can't tell the details, but it feels the erosion of evil energy, the enemy of all life. It also told Sùsar about something, confirming the information provided by the human hunters.

Finally, Sal slowly opened his eyes and looked at Diego.

"You're right, Berks has at least been exposed to evil powers." He said in a heavy tone.

Itreg and Sarufar couldn't help but be in an uproar, to be honest, although they had already made some psychological preparations, but when the Great Chief confirmed this, they still felt a little difficult to accept, the Fireblade Clan's infiltration of Orgrimmar had penetrated into this kind of process.

"It's time to do something." Sarufar whispered, "We must purge the Fireblade Orcs in Orgrimmar, or they will have to make a big leak sooner or later." ”

"But this is not in line with our original plan to lure the snake out of the hole, and the strict thing is that we don't know who the Fireblade Orcs are, and if we go through them all, it will only make the soldiers panic and fall into chaos." Sal said worriedly.

"Maybe there's an opportunity right in front of us," Itreg scratched his head and blew his hair, "After all, Berks's military rank is there, and it's impossible for the Fireblade Clan not to give him enough status, if we follow his clue and follow the vine, we will definitely be able to uproot the veins of the Fireblade Clan!" ”

"But we can't arrest Berks, because if he is arrested, it will definitely alert the Fireblade, and before we can get anything out of his mouth, the Fireblade Clan will all run away," Sal shook his head and vetoed his advice, "but it's more likely that they will riot immediately." ”

"We can investigate secretly," continued the veteran Itrieg, "and we can quietly observe who he interacts with and where he goes, so that we can at least get a general idea." ”

"Who is that to send? My Kukarons have no problem with loyalty, but these reckless men are not fit for this kind of stealing," said Sarufar, with some embarrassment, "unless I go to the Dark Alley and hire a few thieves, but these people are too rich to be trusted." ”

"Maybe we have a better candidate," Itreg confidently turned his gaze to the two aliens, "Friends, can you do us a favor?" ”

"Hey, did I say I'm going to shoot you? And how are we fit to do the 'chicken and dog stealing' business? Before Diego could say this, he heard someone stalk behind his back.

"It is an honor to serve you, Your Excellency, Great Chief." The Night Elf said excitedly.

"......" (To be continued.) )