"What else can you expect her to think of an eleven-year-old girl?"

Fourteen-year-old Alsace pretended to fail, rather stupid.

He comforted himself in his heart, took Gianna with him, and was about to return to the camp, when suddenly his eyes stared to the northeast, where was the castle of Dunhold, and a ghostly thought flashed through his mind.

"Let Gianna meet the real orc war slaves at Dunhold Castle, and she'll understand how wise my decision is!"

Arthas automatically ignored that he had just seen the true face of the orc, and only had the superficial impression that the age of the second year made him subjectively think that Gianna was only deceived by the surface of an orc baby.

And then the manager of Dunhold Castle, Adellas? Blackmore is a cowardly and drunken coward, and every time this name appears in his ears, it is accompanied by contempt and disdain, and such a person will not immediately kneel and lick it once he sees his own prince?

Alsace was excited by this good idea on a whim, took Gianna's hand, and said hurriedly: "Go, I'll take you to another place." ”

Gianna broke free of his hand and shook her head: "No, we have to go back, if we come out for too long, everyone will be worried, and the trip to Dalaran will be delayed." ”

Alsace was even more displeased when he heard this.

According to the itinerary, the destination was Dalaran, a beautiful city that was said to be more magnificent than the capital of King Lordaeron, and Alsace scoffed at it.

However, Gianna, out of her admiration for Dalaran and her love for magic, could not wait to enter the elegant tower that towered into the sky, how could she agree with Arthas's endless adventure games.

The second secondary teenager was reluctant to admit that he was reluctant to part with Gianna. Luckily, he flickered. Lack of leadership is also innate. At this moment, the positive color channel:

"Gianna, you have to understand that no matter where we go to study, our ultimate goal is to protect our country, our land, and our people, and in order to prevent those murderous orcs from becoming our permanent enemies, we must not miss any opportunity to learn about them!"

Gianna's blue eyes widened. Some of the inexplicable adventures were obviously a playful adventure that could lead to the danger of the family and country, but the girl always matured earlier than the boy, and she wisely noticed that Arthas's spirit was not right, and after muttering a few words, she agreed.

Early the next morning, the whole group set camp and turned to Dunhold Castle.

"As you can see, Your Highness. The tax dollars are all used properly, all precautions have been put into operation, absolutely safe and secure. We all have gladiatorial competitions here. ”

"You're doing a great job."

In less than half a day, Alsace was walking and talking with the terrified Blackmore in the courtyard.

Dunhold is a huge castle. Since World War II, it has been not only a shelter in itself, but the nerve center of all shelters.

At this moment, the city was a bit of a festive atmosphere, and the blue and white banners over the fortress were dancing with the breeze blowing, and they walked around the city walls, and the wind stirred the blonde hair of Arthas and Gianna, and made the two of them squint their eyes in pleasure.

It's better to come early than to come by chance, today is the grand gladiatorial day once a month, and after a reception that is not nutritious, Arthas can't wait to take Gianna to the gladiatorial arena.

However, the first game made the boy and girl frown, because it was a life-and-death struggle between beasts and blood-soaked splatters just to please the audience.

Arthas loved animals, and he was upset to see them treated like this, and Gianna's little white hands were clenched and trembled a little.

Just as Arthas was sadly discovering that his decision to please the little beauty was about to be shattered, an attendant behind him suddenly proposed: "Your Highness, I heard that Lieutenant Blackmore has an orc pet, the orc who was picked up in his infancy and raised as an arena fighter, why don't you send him out?" ”

"Good!" When Arthas heard this, he immediately looked over expectantly, and Blackmore seemed a little surprised and a little reluctant, but he did not dare to disappoint the prince, and did not even have the courage to look at the squire angrily, so he could only clap his palms.

There was silence for a moment, and when the iron door creaked open, a huge green figure strode out, and the spectators in the stands stood up sharply and began to shout.

The warm atmosphere made Arthas even more interested, and he carefully looked at the green-skinned orc, who was huge, healthy, alert, and upright, unlike any orc he had seen before.

If it weren't for his ugly face and low complexion, Arthas would have felt like he was looking at a human warrior.

The cheers began to be deafening, and the green-skinned orcs walked around the field, fists raised and ugly faces greeted the rain of roses that were usually only sprinkled on festivals.

"I taught him to do that." Blackmore said with a hint of pride, "But people cheered for him and wanted him to be defeated every time." ”

Arthas asked curiously, "Did he lose?" ”

Blackmore smiled, "Never lost, Your Highness, that's what makes him popular." ”

Arthas hesitated: "He'...... It's under complete control, right? ”

Blackmore immediately assured: "Of course, he was raised by humans and knows how to fear us." ”

As if hearing Blackmore's comments, the greenskinned orcs turned to the stands and bowed deeply to them with a pat on their chest.

Arthas nodded in satisfaction, and asked seemingly nonchalantly as the greenskinned orc cleanly cut off the head of a giant bear, "How old is he?" ”

Blackmore observed his words and looked at his words, and already understood Arthas's purpose a little, and immediately replied: "Eight years old, I have let him play since he was six years old, Your Highness, the savage nature of orcs is innate!" ”

"He's only eight years old!" Arthas looked at Gianna, how wise it was for an eight-year-old orc to become a formidable gladiator, and how wise it was to nip those orc children in the bud.

"He's only eight years old!" Gianna muttered that an eight-year-old orc had been trained as a gladiator for people to play with. This cruelty was unbearable for her to witness. What's more, this orc is indeed different from the previous one.

She looked away. Forcing himself not to look at the scene, he asked Blackmore, "Does he know our manners?" I just saw his eyes, they were beautiful blue, and there was a glint of wisdom in them, was he smart? ”

"He's not smart because he's an orc," Blackmore struggled to explain, "he's smart because humans have taught him ......"

A thought came to mind from the ghost. Blurted out: "Beautiful Miss Proudmoor, if I can get your permission, I can ask him to show his loyalty in person after the gladiatorial fight is over." ”

Gianna raised her eyebrows: "Okay, I'm looking forward to it." ”

When the green-skinned orc stood not far in front of Arthas and Gianna, who were heavily guarded by the guards, his nervous appearance was as fierce as the bravery of the people who had just been there.

At this time, he was like an eight-year-old child.

Blackmore lifted the high shelf, and his voice became extremely sharp: "What's your name?" Orcs. ”

The green-skinned orc replied in a low voice, his voice sounding gruff and deep: "Sal, my master. ”

"Do you know what your name means?"

"Yes, it means 'slave'. It means that I belong to you forever. ”

Arthas watched with interest, but Gianna suddenly asked, "Sal." Do you want to be a gladiator, do you want to live like this? ”

Sal froze, and for a moment didn't seem to know how to answer.

Blackmore panicked, strode forward, slammed his palm up, and gave Sal a big slap: "Answer when you are questioned, noble Miss Prodmore doesn't like to wait, understand?" ”

"That's enough." Gianna scolded angrily, with the majesty of a princess on her little face, "I'm asking him!" ”

Blackmore stepped aside in disdain, glaring at Sal viciously.

Thrall touched his face with his large hand, and in fact, despite Blackmore's full strength, the thick skin of the orc made him feel almost no pain, but this humiliation made him subconsciously make this move.

"Yes, noble lady." He lowered his head and began to reply, "I am willing to live such a life, the master has taught me to read and write, so that I can have an advantage against different opponents, he has taught me every weapon I have ever seen, all kinds of battles and tricks, I will make a name for myself in the gladiatorial arena, thousands of people chant my name, I am very happy." ”

"It's such a fun pet." Sal's coherent answer amused Arthas, who clapped his hands and laughed.

Perhaps it was the bright smile that made Thrall feel relaxed, and the orc's thick lips curled upwards and smiled.

"Don't do that, orcs." Arthas immediately sank his face, very displeased, "That makes you look uglier than you used to be." ”

Immediately, the smile disappeared.

Gianna said softly, "Your Highness, he's just imitating you. ”

Arthas felt even more disgusted: "He shouldn't be like that, humans laugh, orcs don't." ”

Gianna took a deep breath, waved Sal down, stared deeply at his broad back, turned his head and smiled at Arthas: "Your Highness, this time what I saw is enough to make me unforgettable, let's go!" ”

The girl's maturity may only be for a moment, but the boy has to go through many stumbles and crawls, Arthas triumphantly departed with Gianna, and watching the escort leave, Blackmore swept away the previous sycophancy, and his eyes became gloomy and terrifying.

His father, Adeline? General Blackmore was a notorious traitor guilty of betraying state secrets, a stain that stayed with him throughout his service, even though the crime took place many years ago, when Adras was just a child.

Thus, thanks to his record of victories on the battlefield, especially the killing of the orcs, Blackmore rose through the ranks, but in the end he remained the caretaker of a concentration camp.

He was not reconciled.

He has an ambition to become a king, and the key lies in Thrall, if he can use Thrall to control the orc army, then he will become the behind-the-scenes commander of the new tribe!

However, what Blackmore never expected was that this whimsical visit would ruin nearly twenty years of hard work in the future.

……

Time flies. Eight years later. Gianna hummed softly through the garden of Dalaran.

Whenever. She was amazed by the city, and the ubiquitous magic permeated her smiling breath like the fragrance of all things.

The garden is soaked in magic, with delicate and colourful flowers that last all year round, and delicious fruits and vegetables are always available, not to mention the wonderful knowledge of magic.

Gianna closed her eyes and inhaled in intoxication, feeling the indescribable fragrance. As soon as he flew up to the treetops to pick a ripe golden-skinned apple and feast on it, the magic dust suddenly shone brightly, condensed into a letter, and fell into the palm of his hand.

"It's coming!" Gianna whispered with joy, unfolded the letter, and sat down on the treetops, her slender legs swaying, and read it earnestly.

Sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning, over and over again, it seems that you can never get enough.

But a mellow and elegant voice rang out at this moment: "In Quel'Thalas." The forest is tall and white-skinned with gold leaves. The evening breeze blows, singing softly like a song, if you see it with your own eyes on another day, your heart will be furious. ”

Gianna turned her head and saw Kael'thas? The Prince of the Sunstriders strolled up, ascended the throne with the utmost grace, and plucked an apple for himself and took a bite: "I think that the food produced by the land of men is also desirable, and the food of the elves, though delicious and tempting, depends on something more substantial. ”

Gianna's pretty face was flushed, she knew that Prince Kael'thas had tried to put down the shelf, and wanted to get close to her in a comfortable atmosphere.

I have to say that the elf prince who is like a perfect sculpture is simply a descendant of the sun, and his explosive appearance is unmatched, like the sun is dazzling, and every inch of his body exudes confidence and elegance, but Gianna is always a little uncomfortable and keeps a certain distance.

"Yes, an apple and a piece of Dalaran cheese, there are few things better than that."

After agreeing, the two were awkwardly silent for a moment in the warmth of the sun, and Kael'thas plucked up his courage and tried to say, "Gianna, I'd be more happy to hear you call me Kyle." ”

"I'm sorry, Your Highness."

He looked at her, the look of disappointment on his perfect face fleeting, and finally got up and raised his hand to touch his chest and bowed.

Gianna returned the curtsy salute, watched him go, sighed softly, blessed herself with a feather fall, and fell lightly down the tree.

However, as soon as her feet touched the thick earth, a pair of hands suddenly blindfolded her.

She was taken aback, but not afraid, no one could pose a threat under Dalaran's ubiquitous defenses.

"Guess who I am?" A man asked quietly, a smile in his voice.

Gianna gently touched the other party's powerful fingers with her hand, and touched a huge ring, the shape and design of the gem on it were so familiar, she sighed secretly, there was still some suspense if she didn't take off the Lordaeron Seal, it was really a little naïve.

"Arthas!" But she still exclaimed cooperatively, and then turned to face him, her voice full of surprise.

He immediately let go of his hand and grinned at her.

Although the appearance of the adult Prince Lordaeron is not as perfect as that of Kael'thas, his tall and burly figure and radiant bearing seem to be more reliable, and Gianna's eyes can't help but show admiration.

Alsace's sea-blue eyes flashed with joy, and he couldn't wait to say, "Gianna, I've come to see you, you know, I'm about to become a paladin, a member of the Silver Hand!" ”

"Congratulations, Your Highness!" Gianna is also happy for him, the two have known each other since childhood, and the relationship between childhood sweethearts is indeed not comparable to ordinary friends.

They looked at each other, Gianna's cheeks were hot and she stepped back, but his arms were crooked like hoops around her.

Arthas held back the thumping of his heartbeat and began to caress her face, his rough, powerful fingers running down the curve of her cheek.

However, at this moment, a piece of letter paper suddenly and incredulously slipped from Gianna's chest, and in her daze, Arthas had already copied it and glanced at it.

Then, his face turned green suddenly.

……

"Sal, can you hear me?"

"Who are you? Where are you? ”

"Don't be afraid, I'm not malicious, I'm Gianna? Prodmoor, I want to be friends with you. ”

"Friends? Sal has no friends, Sal only has a master. ”

"No, I'm your only friend from this day forward."

……

"My Shadow of Magic has recorded your entire gladiatorial fight, and Tsar must remember that a battle is not only about strength, but also about the mind, and showing mercy at the right moment to defeat the enemy."

"I see, but my anger is uncontrollable, and I can't keep my hand."

"Strength, courage and glory are always with you, Sal, you can succeed, I believe in you."

"Thank you, Gianna."

……

"Gianna, why are you helping me?"

"There is a respectable elder who has said that I have seen the noblest orcs and the most despicable humans, and race does not represent glory, I agree with this statement."

"(whimpering) Gianna, it's good to have you."

"Call my sister."

"Sister."

"Eh, good brother."

……

"I specially changed into a battle uniform today, a glorious suit, isn't it very domineering?"

"Hmm( ゚▽^*))."

……

"When I got up and looked in the mirror today, I found that the freckles on my face were so obvious, what should I do!"

"How many times do you want me to say, you look good, alaalaala!"

……

"Do you know, what I'm afraid of is not that I chose you at all, whether you will be good to me or something, what I'm afraid of is that no matter how I choose, it will hurt people's hearts."

"It's okay, I've got everything."

……

"I really want to eat cheese, but I'm a pound heavier, ahhh

"If I'm here, I'll serve you another plate and fatten you."

"Nasty."

……

"Don't stay there, that Blackmore scoundrel is using you, his ambitions are too unrealistic!"

"In fact, a long time ago, the most visible picture in my dreams was to appear by your side, always with you."

"Then you can make your dreams come true!"

"Woman, you're playing with fire, you know? Believe it or not, I'll appear in front of you right and cut down all the princes who are after you! ”

"Okay, (*^__^*)!"

……

This is not a mere letter, but an eight-year-long record of chat magic.

At first, Gianna was just curious, sympathizing with Thrall, an orc orphan who had suffered a miserable situation, and wanting to know the true state of the orcs, she used the magic that Dalaran had learned to secretly contact Thrall.

In the exchange of letters, Gianna unwittingly taught Sal all kinds of knowledge learned by the family, and it was this teaching of mentorship and friend that allowed Sal to maintain his noble and extraordinary heart in the state of slavery.

Gianna is not only like a kind mother, but also like a good sister who takes care of her younger brother, and cultivates Sal's character as an excellent leader with tolerance and majesty at the same time.

Gradually, the two developed from pen pals to close friends, and then from close friends to hehehe.

Sal is a royal sister, and the most important talent of a royal sister is that she is good at using her age to stimulate maternal love and love in women's hearts, and she can't take the initiative.

The so-called invisible flirting girl is the most deadly.

And when the time is ripe, Sal will use his racial advantage to transform savagely, and his words will be numb and straightforward, hitting the heart of the young girl!

Savage Gladiatorial Orcs - Evolution - Orc Younger Brother Who Needs to Be Concerned by His Sister!

The orc brother who needs to be cared for by his sister - super evolution - scheming beast!

Scheming Beast - Ultimate Evolution - Flirting Sister Beast!

K.O.！

Of course, there is the credit of Gao Moumou, and the direct consequence is that Alsace staggered back, filled with grief and anger.

"Ahh

Thanks to him, when he secretly saw Gianna rejecting Kael'thas, he was secretly happy, but he didn't expect that a lowly orc gladiator would unknowingly NTR the two princes!

It was like a bolt from the blue, piercing his heart fiercely, and the humiliation of losing to a lowly orc condensed into a seed of jealousy at this moment, rooted in his heart, never dissipated.

Entangled, jealous and frenzied, Alsace looked up to the sky and roared, not far away Gao Tianxin wrapped his arms, the picture was frozen in this moment and shattered, returning to the present, a green light and shadow stepped out of the sad space of frost, looking up to the sky and roaring.

Third personality? Jealousy – Birth! (To be continued.) )

PS: Invisible votes, the most deadly, at the end of the month, anyway, don't vote for nothing~~