Riding in a battered carriage, Kael'thas made a bumpy ride all the way to Arathi Heights, and when he got out of the car, he felt his ass toss and hurt.

[I should go get a mount that can only fly.] 】

While paying the coachman, Kael'thas couldn't help but think so.

The flying mount is up to three times faster than the land mount, and there are no terrain restrictions.

Kael'thas turned, and the bustling village - that was his first feeling of being here.

Thrall's scroll shows the location right inside the village, much to Kael'thas's confusion.

Why did Thrall, an orc, enter a human village?

This question was quickly answered.

"Hey, we're here!"

Huntress Karina held out her hand from the window of a second-story room to say hello.

Kael'thas walked over.

This is the only inn in the village, and it doesn't even have a name, it's very small and dilapidated.

"Hello, Traveler, is there anything you can help with?"

The innkeeper greeted Kael'thas, but Teresa stepped out of the stairs.

"He's our companion."

As she said this, the boss immediately stopped the invitation.

Kael'thas smiled at him, then went up the stairs amid the boss's strange gaze.

There were only four rooms on the entire second floor, and Kael'thas followed Teresa into one of them.

"Where's Thrall?"

There was no third person in the room other than Karina and the two pets, at least not in Kael'thas who saw Sal.

"He's not here."

Karina sat Kael'thas down, then handed him a glass of water:

"We parted a few days ago."

The unexpected answer made Kael'thas tremble as he held the glass.

"Separated?"

He looked a little puzzled:

"Then why is the scroll showing up here?"

Karina pulled out a scroll from her bosom, the same one that Kael'thas had given to Sal.

Why is it on her hands?

Kael'thas glanced at Karina, but didn't suspect the huntress.

"It's in your hands."

He drank his tea and moistened his mouth, then asked:

"Did something happen?"

Although it was an accident, Kael'thas was not so worried. Because the expressions of the two women have not changed much, it shouldn't have happened to any bad things.

Karina began to tell why.

A week before Kael'thas left, they traveled through the Hillsbrad Hills without pause, and then listened to the orcs in the Arathi Heights.

Luckily for them, the orc's last movement was not far away.

Over the next three days, Karina figured out where to go, and they were ready to act.

But when it was time to act, Sal refused to accompany them because of racial differences. If Karina and Teresa follow Thrall, it will be difficult for him to reach and gain the trust of the orcs.

Karina and Teresa agreed, and Sal handed them the scroll.

"And then you've been following Thrall in the shadows?"

Kael'thas guessed what was going on.

"Yes."

Teresa crouched on the ground and touched her white wolf:

"I asked Ruixue to memorize the taste of Sal, and it determines Sal's movements."

Kael'thas didn't expect the white wolf to be so effective.

But even if the white wolf can't do it, the leopard can, and these two people are very cautious in their actions.

Kael'thas was relieved.

"How's Thrall doing now?"

He asked in detail:

"Did you know he joined the orc army?"

Karina nodded:

"I think it should be a convergence, and the difficulty of tracking has increased in the past two days."

"It's probably the smell of other orcs."

But she immediately remembered something more serious.

"Leonardo da Vinci..."

Karina frowned awkwardly.

[The name is really earthy. 】

She thought, and then went on as if nothing had happened:

"I think we'll have to get Sal back soon, or we'll be in trouble."

"Is something going to happen?"

Kael'thas put down his tea and waited for an answer.

"The forces of humanity are coming."

Karina looked back at Teresa and spoke:

"There are tens of thousands of them, and they're already targeting this orc team."

Theresa jerked to her feet.

"How could it be..."

Her look of surprise didn't look like a pretense, and I guess Karina hadn't told her before.

"Tens of thousands..."

Kael'thas also felt that this number was a bit too much, and now that the war was over, would a scattered orc army need tens of thousands of humans to attack?

That orc team is certainly not simple-

Kael'thas was sure that the orc team was from the Warsong Clan, and only someone like Grom could attract the attention of humans.

It has also been said before that Grom is a powerful orc, and his power is capable of killing demigods.

But the most terrifying thing about Grom is not his strength, but his will. This is a warlike orc who radically believes that battle represents dignity and glory, and that is, he takes the lead in drinking the blood of demons.

In other words, he is now the source of all the orcs' weakness, and it stands to reason that after the drug-like blood power is gone, Grom should become more fragile and tired than any orc.

However, the opposite is true, and Grom is still the most active warrior of the tribe, tirelessly leading the Warsong Clan to fight around the world.

Grom overcame the weakness and exhaustion of his blood on his own will, and this strong will was his magic weapon for victory.

In fact, Grom's strength is not as strong as he thinks, but the fighting spirit he arouses can make him very strong.

That's why Kael'thas doesn't want to make any contact with him.

That's a madman -- that's how Kael'thas feels about Grom.

Despite the different types, Grom and his son are both 'madmen' who are not comparable to ordinary people.

In dealing with such people, human beings will definitely not be stupid to send them to death by quantity.

Who led this troop? 】

Kael'thas decided that the man who leads the human team is not simple.

Karina's fears were right, the fight would be brutal and a way would have to be found to get Sal away.

But they couldn't reach Thrall now, and they couldn't get in under Grom's nose.

"You keep tracking Sal, I'll leave for a while, and I'll come back in the evening."

Kael'thas told Karina to keep the scroll away, and then walked towards the door.

"What are you going to do?"

Teresa asked with some uneasiness.

"I also know some human commanders, so I want to see who is commanding this team and see if I can figure it out."

Kael'thas answered her.

His idea was simple: since he couldn't start with Thrall, he would find a way from the human side.

In order to deal with Grom, the commander who came this time was definitely not an idle person, maybe Kael'thas would know him.

He then turned back to Karina to find out where the humans were, and hurried away.

This time, it seems that a team sent by Lordaeron and Riptide Castle in partnership besieged the orcs from south to north in a very open manner.

This made Kael'thas yell.

[Are these humans deliberately allowing the waters of calamity to flow into my territory?] 】

Grom is not an idle person, and even if he loses, he can retreat.

But the best retreat for the Orcs is in the north of Hinterland, where the Hammer Dwarves and Trolls are their territory.

Kael'thas had a hard time settling the trolls, and he didn't want the humans to drive the orcs inside.

An hour later, Kael'thas arrived at the place where the humans had gathered, and he saw the occasional silver-white figure shuttling between the countless tents.

The striking armor and color of the paladins were undoubtedly the Silver Hand - [Could it be Kalia?] 】

He couldn't help but think about it, but it was obviously impossible.

Even if Kalia's strength was not to be mentioned, Tyrenus would not let the daughter who was in charge of Alterac do such a dangerous thing.

Kael'thas listened to the news from the humans around him, and from the descriptions of these people, the commander this time was a paladin and a little older.

There were few such candidates, and Kael'thas immediately determined the identity of the commander - Uther.

The leader of this Silver Hand can be said to be the best person to be.

Kael'thas remained here for several hours, until he saw Uther in a pinpoint and then left.

Uther's surname is that he understands that the war cannot be fought at all these days.

The old paladin's character was not to be said, there was no way he could push the war into Hinterland, and if there was such a possibility, it would be impossible for Kael'thas not to receive the message.

Uther wouldn't do anything like that that would make the High Elves feel unpleasant.

If he had anticipated that the battle might involve the High Elves, he would have sent a message to Kael'thas beforehand.

Kael'thas and Dalaran had been in contact with each other, so he was pretty sure he hadn't received any information.

This also proves that Uther is not fully prepared for battle, Kael'thas is not so anxious, he still has some time to wait for news from Thrall, and if Thrall has not been heard from then he will think about his next move.

And Kael'thas proved to be the right one.

The next night, Teresa's white wolf 'Ruixue' woke up the two women with a whining, and Karina came next door to wake up Kael'thas.

"I don't think there's anything to worry about, Thrall seems to have left the orc ranks."

She helped explain the information about 'Ruixue', and Teresa was happily touching the white wolf's head.

That night, Kael'thas hurriedly washed up and took Karina and Teresa to find Sal.

They walked for two hours and found Sal, who was sitting on a stone with a cloth in his hand, by a small stream.

He seemed to have been waiting for the arrival of the three men.

"I know who I am."

Sal raised his head, as if crying and laughing:

"I am an orc child of an exiled clan, my father is called Durotan, and my mother is called Draka..."

Thrall is the little prince of the Frostwolf Clan, the only heir.

(To be continued)