The beastly forces of Nagrand are called 'Maghan', but of course, that title doesn't matter. ,!

The important thing is the old beast who saved the orphans, and her identity is the nǎinǎi of Saar.

'Gaiaan' - the name of this sublime beast.

Kael'thas knew that the key to convincing the beasts of the White Spoon was Thrall.

Gaiaan probably never expected that she would have children and grandchildren left in another world and become a high tribal chieftain.

As long as Sal and Gaiaan meet, all problems will be solved.

But they couldn't see each other.

Kael'thas wouldn't be foolish enough to drag the tribe to Draenor to stir up the situation, and it would be nice to see each other in person, but that would have to wait until the war was over.

At this stage, he can only go to Sarna to find a token, and then bring Gaiaan to prove his friendship.

Thankfully, the Silver Dragon had placed his body in Kalimdor, making his journey much shorter.

Orgrim, the capital of the tribe in a war city full of beastly and heroic atmosphere.

In order not to attract unnecessary attention, Kael'thas turned into a beast and walked in.

He couldn't change the body's genes, so he quickly noticed something unusual.

A familiar face with a frosty face walked over.

"Brooks, I haven't seen you in years, and you're still the same."

Kael'thas took advantage of his lack of an attack and was the first to greet him with a smile.

This natural attitude made Brooks stop his attack, and asked with a calm face:

"Who are you?"

"Me, do you remember the entry you blocked during the last war?"

Kael'thas stretched out his hand, and a small purple swirl took shape in the palm of his hand—a weightless position.

"It's you!"

Brooks' face changed dramatically, and he looked at Kael'thas warily.

Prince Jing Ling's unique skills, of course, he was impressed.

However, the old beast quickly thought of something again, and his tense face eased slightly.

"Forget it, you can't be said to have entered the enemy when you break away from the alliance."

He laid down his weapon, then asked Kael'thas what he was here for.

"I'd like to talk to you Grand Chief."

This reply did not surprise Brooks, and the old beast went to report it.

Thrall was studying the shamanic ways with Drektar in the Valley of Honor, and ran out to greet him with joy when he received the news.

Of course, his joy did not hide from other entrants, and for a while, many unknown beast generals followed him.

"Go, go, go!"

Sal had to evict the guys and then hurriedly took Kael'thas to where he lived.

Even Blox was eventually driven away.

"Where's Teresa?"

Kael'thas transforms into Jing Ling's appearance and looks around Sal's home.

This humble family was not as glamorous as other princely and aristocratic houses, and for Thrall and Teresa, perhaps a simple place was more suitable for them to live in.

Of course, the two rows of densely packed guards outside are a status symbol.

"She went to Durontal, where there were many children."

Thrall explained softly as he poured Kael'thas tea.

"That's it, it's not as good as you do."

He smiled.

This simple smile did not change because of his identity, and it also made Kael'thas breathe a sigh of relief.

Both Thrall and Teresa grew up from the bottom and experienced the most difficult years, and perhaps because of this, they were able to support each other and retain the most primitive hearts.

The alliance is different, both Kalia and Varian are noble-born, and only those born in the royal family can take over the position of leader.

Of course, that's not to say that Kalia and Varian aren't good.

Several leaders of this era, Kael'thas admired them very much.

If it weren't for the guardian dragons and all sorts of other covert threats, perhaps the world would have ushered in an era of peace.

"It's been a few years since we last separated."

Kael'thas looked up at Sal:

"You've become more mature"

It was still difficult for him to discern some of the details of the beast's appearance, but he could easily see that Thrall had changed from a teenager to an adult.

Compared to a few years ago, Thrall was taller and stronger, with a majesty on his face, and the power that emanated from him was even more awe-inspiring.

Holy Shaman.

It's only been a few years, and it's worthy of being a talented beast - maybe Thrall's strength in the entire beast tribe should also be one of the best, not falling behind the heroes of the older generation.

"Hahaha, the lifespan of the beast is not comparable to yours, and your appearance has not changed much since you were a child."

Salhaha laughed, his eyes puzzled, but he didn't ask.

The beast chief had apparently noticed that Kael'thas was not the same as before.

But it's a secret, and the elements can't tell him the answer.

"I came to you for something."

Kael'thas shifts the subject.

"What is it? If it's not important, I'll give you whatever you want. ”

Sal puffed up his chest and promised that he regarded Kael'thas as a true friend.

Time has proven this relationship.

Growing up, Kael'thas selflessly helped him several times and can be said to be the only friend who does not act for profit.

At least that's what the Beast Chief believes.

Even Sylvanas was less than a hundredth of Kael'thas in his heart.

"I want the piece of cloth you were born on, the one your mother made."

But Kael'thas took Sal's request by surprise.

"Cloth"

It was the key to his background, and it was because of that cloth that he proudly learned about his parents from Grom a few years ago, so it meant a lot to Sal.

"What are you going to do with it?"

He had to ask.

"I can't tell you just yet."

However, Kael'thas did not answer directly, saying that he had no ill intentions, and that the reason would need to be told to Sal in a few years.

"After a few years"

Thrall was puzzled by this answer, but based on the trust he had built in the past, he finally gave Boo to Kael'thas.

Once he had this cloth, Kael'thas had a way to open up the Nagrand situation.

He was invited to accept the request for lunch.

At noon, Teresa walked back with her face covered, guarded by the old beast Itreig.

"Child, child"

Kael'thas nearly popped out his eyes when he saw her big belly - he had created a new destiny.

The birth of a half-beast into the prince.

"Congratulations."

Coming to his senses, Kael'thas immediately congratulated Thrall and Teresa.

"You're going to be a father, too."

Teresa covered her mouth and smiled softly, her big eyes shining brightly, a little more mischievous than before.

Kael'thas remembered the sad little girl from before, and couldn't help but glance at Sal with admiration.

[A thousand is good! 】

He passed his thoughts on it like this, and Sal's face was a little hot.

"Her Highness Teresa Kael'thas will have to wait a long time."

The beast into the big chief did not admit defeat and continued the joke:

"When he was a father, we were already grandparents."

This is not an exaggeration at all, Jing Ling's fertility period has to be so long.

Of course, Kael'thas also has its own cards to play.

"My daughter is in her teens."

When he said this, Sal and Teresa froze.

"Here's what she looks like."

To add credibility, Kael'thas also cast a spell to reveal Avena in the air.

Sal's face was dimly sunk

Teresa laughed a few times and didn't talk about it again.

In the weird atmosphere, Miriri had lunch.

"By the way, Teresa, I can cure you."

During the meal, Kael'thas unleashed another bombshell, so frightened that Teresa almost dropped the nǎi cheese in her hand on her skirt.

"Forget it, it's okay."

But she was silent for a moment, and then laughed again:

"I'm just going to be like this now, and I don't need treatment."

Kael'thas smacked.

"Why?"

He asked, putting down his food, and Sal looked at him suspiciously.

"After so many years, everyone finally accepted me as I am."

Teresa touched the scarf on her face and explained in a low voice:

"Restoring their looks may be turning them off again."

Beast entry and entry into the class are feuds, and if Teresa recovers her face and appears in front of the beasts, she will indeed inevitably encounter such a problem.

Although her identity has always been clear, Bi Jing has never revealed her face.

A masked enemy will feel completely different from a full-faced enemy entering the feed.

"Don't worry, Teresa, just like last time, they'll be able to accept you again soon."

Sal immediately stood up and walked over to Teresa and took her hand:

"I know you're eager to regain your appearance, and you shouldn't pass up this opportunity."

"I'll be there for you."

He had the same point, Teresa had overcome the prejudices of the first time, and the second time would certainly have been simpler.

"But, Thrall."

Teresa shook Sal's hand and looked up at him:

"It takes a long time for prejudice to be eliminated and I'm now pregnant oa"

"I want my child to be born in a blessing."

At this moment, Kael'thas and Sal had nothing to say.

They don't understand the way women look at things, and they don't know how they can say that Teresa's idea is wrong.

"Then next time, it's not in a hurry anyway."

Kael'thas assured the couple:

"When your white spoon child is born, I'll find time to come over."

This is the end of this topic.

After lunch, Kael'thas wanted to go straight away, but he had an idea and immediately asked Thrall if there was any news of the dragon.

Thrall gave him a pleasing answer: Ariri had seen an adult dragon appear in the Barrens.

As a result, Kael'thas left Orgrimmar and transformed into a silver dragon and flew towards the Barrens.

He's going to find the right guy to help open up the situation between Blade Mountain and Void Storm.

It depends on who is unlucky enough to be touched by him.

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