"Carl, what's wrong with you?" Onexia asked with concern when she saw that Karl had returned from the camp with a dejected look.

Karl glanced up at her, hugged her in his arms, and sniffed the scent of her hair.

"Nizi, what would you do if you could see that something bad was going to happen in the future? Find a way to stop it? ”

Onexia didn't speak, and after a while, Karl thought she didn't know what to say, but she suddenly said, "I don't know, maybe I'll try to do something, but who knows what the future holds." Sometimes even if you do something, it will happen. ”

yes, what the am I doing, I'm not a saint, I killed a Darkan, maybe there will be some kind of Dalkan, Dalpo or something, I know that Prince Lordaeron will degenerate into the Lich King, do I want to cut him down now. Karl suddenly thought: without himself, the people of Azeroth would not have won the victory in the end, so it would be better to protect what they love.

"Thank you, my princess!" Karl kissed Black Dragon MM's delicate lips fiercely.

The black dragon princess was a little overwhelmed by Karl's upper, middle and lower three-way attacks, and she panted and pressed Carl's strange hand: "No, no, no, it can't be here." ”

Carl came to his senses at this point, Nima, and forgot that Deathwing guy was in the barracks.

"You haven't told me about your relationship with Sylvanas." Onexia said in a very indifferent tone while sorting out her messy clothes.

Carlton froze, he didn't mention it last night and thought that Onexia didn't mind at all, and now he asked again, what did this mean.

Carl didn't like the woman who made up stories to deceive her, and since Onyxia asked, Karl had nothing to hide, and told him the intimate plots that she had told her about Sylvanas's omission, and then looked at Onyxia like a prisoner waiting for the verdict.

The black dragon princess was full of banter at this time: "So, you haven't done it yet?" ”

Karl looked embarrassed: "Do you think of me as something, a beast that thinks in the lower half of your body?" If it weren't for your lord, in Stratholme"

Onexia's little hand covered Carl's mouth, preventing him from continuing, and his face was a little blushing: he didn't know what he thought at the time, but he was so proactive

Sensing Carl's tongue licking his palms in a funny way, Onexia pulled her hand back and gave Carl a hygienic look.

"You don't mind?" Carl saw that Onyxia showed no signs of anger, some surprise and some apprehension.

Onexia stretched out her white hand like a peeled bamboo shoot, gently lifted Karl's chin, looked at him and said, "I don't mind, but well, I don't care if she minds me or not." ”

Karl almost jumped up for joy, grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms, kissing the lips that had always been so charming again.

The orcs seemed to be completely unaware that the dwarves were coming at them from behind, and for days they continued to put on a defensive posture, and the alliance was pushed back by the horde's desperate resistance several times.

"There's definitely a conspiracy here, Ogrim and Gul'dan haven't even shown up until now, they must be secretly preparing to deliver a sudden fatal blow to us." Again, Karl spoke out the results of his observations. He'd been sweeping all the orc's tents in the past few days, and Orgrim and Gul'dan weren't here at all.

He had already mentioned it yesterday, but under Presto's analysis, Lothar didn't believe it at all, the tribe had almost more humans here than there were in Stormwind City, and the orcs still had the strength to sneak up on the Alliance.

Carl wanted to tell the story that the orcs had used the Demon Soul to control the Red Dragon, but he couldn't explain how he knew about the Demon Soul artifact, and even used it to control the Red Dragon.

And but Presto, the incarnation of Deathwing, was on the side, you must know that the demon soul was deliberately exposed to the orcs by him, and he also used illusions to teach the demon soul the method of controlling the red dragon to the orcs, if Carl poked this out, he didn't dare to guarantee that his cheap old man would not turn his face immediately.

Carl decided to find an opportunity to pretend to go out to scout for a while, and then come back and briefly mention the matter of the red dragon, as for believe it or not, Carl can't care.

"Carl, I know you want to kill Gul'dan and Orgrim." Lothar said earnestly.

Nani? I want to kill them? What kind of meme is this, I didn't know I was going to kill them, you know better than me?

"Me"

"I understand, brother!" Mograini patted Carl on the shoulder, "It's completely understandable to do something crazy for the sake of your own woman." But don't be so impatient, Orgrim and Gul'dan won't be able to escape. ”

I go, what situation, do you understand? What do you know? The problem is that I don't know.

Seeing that the other people also had the same expressions of understanding you, and even Aurelia did not object, with a hint of agreement, the more Carl felt bad.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his cheap old man stand up, and he said in a heavy and angry tone: "Nana is my daughter, and Orgrim and Gul'dan have insulted my daughter so much, I, as a father, want to cut them with a thousand knives." His face twisted, his muscles swollen, and he gritted his teeth and continued, "These two guys are nowhere to be seen now, it is very likely that the two of them are fighting for the dominance of the tribe, and such an opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, it is the time for us to completely defeat the tribe in one go, and when the tribe is defeated, no matter who wins or loses, Orgrim and Gul'dan will not be able to escape our grasp, and when the time comes, I will apply to the council to hand them over to you personally." ”

What the hell is this? I know that Orgrim and Gul'dan look like each other, but how do you know so well and conclude that the two are fighting for dominance, and I just got up, and my teeth haven't been brushed yet, are you kidding me?

Perhaps seeing Carl's doubts, Lothar stood up and explained softly: "Talon Bloodfiend, the death knight, finally confessed last night under the pressure of the Duke and the Darkan mage, and he told us everything, Orgrim killed Guldan's puppet chief while Gul'dan was unconscious, and then took the opportunity to clean up Gul'dan's subordinate, the Shadow Council, and it was Orgrim who forced Garona to assassinate Ryan."

Lothar's voice was a little sad, and after a while, he continued: "In order to save his life, Gul'dan showed Ogrim his dark spell, that is, the spell you saw to create a death knight, Gul'dan has always been unwilling to be ruled by Orgrim, and Orgrim is also not worried about Gul'dan, the two are only a temporary cooperation. ”

Carl was already stunned, this Nima was completely true information, and Carl couldn't deny this, Talon Bloodfiend would be so kind?!

"According to Talon's confession, Gul'dan is ready to take the opportunity to lead the ogre forces and the Death Knight forces and the Blackfang clan who secretly defected to Gul'dan to evacuate when the alliance is at war with the Horde, so that Orgrim will be surrounded by humans and dwarves, and he will surely die, and Gul'dan will be able to successfully ascend to the chieftain's throne with his prestige."

"Unfortunately, Gul'dan learned of his plan by Orgrim, who personally led his guards to capture Gul'dan, who found out that something was wrong and fled."

"Are you saying that Orgrim left the tribe behind and went after Gul'dan?" Carl took the initiative to help Lothar take the following words.

"Yes." Lothar nodded affirmatively.

Carl slapped himself on the head, and if I hadn't known who Orgrim was and what the story was after, I would have almost believed it. The person who fabricated this information is really a genius, and it is not enough to describe him as a genius, he is simply a god-like existence. Karl stole a glance at his cheap old man, Presto, the Grand Duke was smiling slightly, but Karl could see a trace of contempt in the depths of his eyes.

But wouldn't it, if I were me, I would also despise a bunch of pig-like people, completely unworthy of their opponents.