Orgrimmar Wisdom Valley

The Grand Chief of the Tribe, Thrall, sat at the head of the Chief's Hall, discussing the Tribe's strategy with Woking, the leader of the Darkspear Clan, standing on the side. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Unlike the relatively loose distribution of power in the Alliance, Thrall wielded overwhelming prestige among the tribe - and in many cases, he could do it in a word.

"I'm proud of the courage of the Horde warriors, but now is not the time to fight to the death with the Alliance." Thrall frowned at the thought of the tensions that had been rising lately—the adventurers of the Alliance and the Horde engaged in massive fights in the Hillsbrad Hills every day.

"Yes, my most esteemed friend. The Burning Legion is still destroying Nordra licking the wounds of the last war and is ready to invade Azeroth once more. And King Meow, it is said that he is constantly expanding his Scourge army...... This is worrying. Wolfin, the leader of the Darkspear Trolls, agreed. Once the alliance is decised, I am afraid that the final result will be the destruction of the alliance. ”

Thrall rubbed his brow and said with some tiredness, "Woking, my friend. I'm always worried about my decision, a thousand right strategies may not be able to defeat the enemy, but with a sufficiently stupid order, the horde will be destroyed. ”

After a pause, Thrall continued, "The councils of the Coalition are always inefficient, they can never make the best decisions, but they don't make the fatal mistakes......"

"I remember one word, huh...... The least bad system. Woking, recalling words from old books, said, "But the tribe has you, my friend. As long as you are there, the tribe has the best system, and one day, we will defeat all enemies. ”

Sal shook his head and said no more, what if one day he was gone? Perhaps it would be a good decision to agree to the Forsaken to join the Horde, and the immortal Queen of Darkness would be able to restrain the next High Chief.

A tribal warrior opened the mailbox on the side of the hall, interrupting Thrall's thoughts with a pouring of mail.

The number of letters sent to Thrall a few months ago suddenly became terrifying, and countless adventurers sent him letters, including gossip emails selling products, asking him for positions, and most importantly, gossiping emails asking what his relationship with Gianna was.

At first, Thrall was patient enough to read as much as he could, but when he found that it was mostly boring, he simply asked the giant mages to modify their own mailboxes, and all but those he knew were sent to the public mailbox in the hall, which anyone could open.

In order to prevent important emails from being missed, these inexplicable emails are now reviewed by their tribal warriors.

Among the piles of letters, a message in a pink envelope catches Thrall's attention, and he thinks of his human sister, Teresa, the only human relative who identifies with him and is dead. When Sal was a slave, Teresa, who corresponded with him, liked to use pink envelopes.

"Terrest, bring me that letter." Thrall ordered his own guards.

Tribal warrior Trest picked up the pink envelope on the ground with some confusion, and although he didn't understand why the Great Chief was interested in such a letter with a weak color envelope, he immediately carried out the order.

Sal took it and looked at it, and the envelope read 'Honorable Grand Chief Sal Laughing' in crooked lingua franca.

Laughing? Is it the meaning of opening with a smile? Sal really smiled at the thought of this.

Taking out the letterhead, he began to read.

'Honorable Great Chief, Battle Chief of Chiefs, Ahhhh I've been working hard to learn orc lately, but many of the materials in the library have been lost during the war, and my language teacher has always thought I'm stupid and too lazy to teach me. If you can, could you please send me some orc language textbooks - it would be nice if there were lingua franca paraphrases. Of course, I'll pay. ’

The signature is 'Loria Mograini'.

Combat chieftains among chieftains, what is it? Also, is it Mograini..... Thrall, who grew up in the kingdom of Lordaeron, naturally knows what Mograine represents.

"Terrest, send a set of orc language textbooks to the owner of this letter, and ask for a lingua franca. He replied that he didn't have to pay," Sal ordered.

At the time of the creation of the tribe, a large part of the orcs were liberated human slaves, most of whom did not know the orc language, but mastered the lingua franca of mankind because of slave life. The shamans of the time did compile a set of orc textbooks written in the lingua franca.

"Also, ask the Giant Mages to connect the owner of this letter to my dedicated mailbox." Sal added

"Yes, Grand Chief." Trest was on call.

......

In the living quarters of the Scarlet Abbey, Loria is tinkering with the 'Lori Universal Tool' in Whitemayne's room at the moment.

Loria, who had planned to get materials from the towns where the refugees lived, found out that the so-called towns were actually just villages, and that such large and small villages were spread out in the vast mountainous area. Each village is sparsely populated and has little commercial activity, so it is difficult to buy the materials you need.

In desperation, Loria had no choice but to have her undead maid mail the required materials from Brill. It's okay to say that the metal ingots with a high unit price are good, but the dyeing agent that can be bought for a few copper coins still has to pay 1 silver coin per piece of mailing, and Loria always feels that it is not cost-effective.

Again the universal tool in the hand was changed from an awl to a wrench, and from a wrench to a terrible weapon - a dentist's drill.

After playing for a while, Loria, who was bored, secretly looked at Whiteman, who was sitting on the chair next to the bed and reading a book.

It's still a revealing red bishop's costume, no...... The legs are so white.

When it was her turn to study with Aunt Big Whitelegs, Loria, who came to her room, was told to do what she wanted to do, while she herself ignored Loria's presence and read quietly on the side.

The room was quiet, save for the sound of Sally Whitemane turning the pages from time to time.

Loria stared at Whitemayne.

Loria beckoned to Whiteman.

Loria gave Whitemane a thumbs up.

Loria grimaced at Whitemane.

Loria flexes her muscles to Whiteman. So strong...... Well, not at all.

"Once upon a time there was a dwarf named Xiao Huang."

Loria observed Whitemane and muttered to herself.

"One day he was crossing the street and was hit by a carriage and died."

Unmoved, Whitemane continued to look at the book in his hand.

"Before he died, he screamed."

Unmoved, Whitemane flipped to the next page.

......

"And then?" Loria muttered to herself in a different voice.

"Want to know?" Loria switched back to her voice.

"I want to know and want to know!" Loria changed her voice again.

......

Is this a place play?

There was still only the sound of flipping books from time to time, and Loria, who couldn't stand the strange atmosphere, hit the table with her head.

Loria was confused.

She got up and undressed, leaving only her petticoat and blouse, and threw herself on Whitemayne's bed, her whole body curled up under the covers.

......

Sally Whitemayne looked at the red dress that was still on the ground casually and closed the novel in her hand.

The quilt that had been curled up in a ball moved.

"I've never seen you change your coat." Sally said.

The quilt moved again, but it didn't make a sound, as if it was angry.

"Come out, I'll teach you the tailor." With a sigh, Sally continued.

"Ahh Pink Lori excitedly got out of the quilt and pounced on Whitemayne.

......

Loria rubbed Whitemayne affectionately, thinking that this was the normal dependence of normal Lori on adult women. Definitely definitely not Stockholm syndrome that arises after placing play...... Definitely not.

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