When the weather is fine and the temperature is suitable, people feast in the woodlands, and Sal sees such a scene as the table is full of delicacies, pastries, vegetables and fruits to be measured in barrels, boxes of sauces, and bottles of red wine and white wine, several of which are still produced by the Kozan Distillery. What attracted Sal to Sal were two plates of roasted suckling pigs in the center of the field.

Sal sat on the ground with some of his legs limp. Look carefully at the variety of hearty food not far in front of you and the people who make it. There were tables on this side, humans on the other, children playing with toys that Sal had never seen before, young girls and boys dancing in arms, older women, some taking care of the children, some making food with their husbands. It looks very happy and rich.

This reminded Sal of those times in Kozan Island, Vasqi knew that Sal liked to eat meat barbecue, as long as Sal trained hard, he would hold this kind of banquet, many people would attend, everyone was very good to Sal, just like a big family, which made Sal feel special warm.

If it is true that Kozansar will go up, but not here, the Eastern Kingdom is not as good as Kozan Island, all races must live in peace, the degree of hatred of various races here is quite deep, especially the hatred between humans and orcs, Vasqi told him not to contact humans easily before leaving, in the Eastern Kingdom, humans will attack as long as they see orcs. Although Thrall has not seen it, he is still very obedient, and there is no way to use the Transfiguration Potion here, people who know it can't get in at all, and Sal can only hope that they will have some food left over at night.

Thrall sat still, quietly watching the men sing and dance in celebration, not knowing what they were celebrating. Gradually, night came, and the moon was white and bright today. The pots and pans on the table were put away, and the villagers who had held the banquet during the day were strolling in the woodland, Sal still did not move, his stomach was now too hungry to call, and gradually the lit bonfire was extinguished, and some human snoring could be heard in the woods, Sal slowly got up and groped his way into the camp following the smell. These human beings live very richly, these foods are thrown here at will, Sal also touched a whole chicken, although it was cold but the taste on it had not changed, Sal quickly devoured it. As he ate, Sal found another basket of uneaten fruit, and immediately took it out and chewed it.

The juice of the fruit dripped down his chin, and Sal was not bad at it, and he hurried to fill his stomach. When he was full, Sal went to each table to get some food, and every table took it, but there was not much of it, and when he touched a table, he suddenly saw a little girl, and the little girl was stealing food from it, and suddenly Sal froze in place.

"Ah!!!!!h

The little girl's screams resounded through the night sky, and immediately a group of men rushed out.

"Monster! Monster! Daddy! Help!"

Monster...... It had been a long time since Sal had heard this insulting word, let alone from the mouth of such a pure-looking little girl, and the people who reacted had already taken out all kinds of weapons in their hands, including pitchforks, sickles, and even kitchen knives.

"I don't want to hurt you. Sal said in lingua franca.

"He! he can speak! Demon! Demon!" Sal's lingua franca startled the men. A couple immediately rushed over.

Sal instinctively dodged, and a man stabbed a pitchfork, and Sal grabbed it, dodged the weapon with all his strength, and knocked them down by striking the chasers on the legs with the handle of the fork, and ran as he went, and soon Sal fled.

Thrall didn't want to kill them, these people were not his enemies, judging by the farm tools, they were just ordinary farmers, they were engaged in ordinary production, they raised livestock, they had children, they had families. Their attitude towards the orcs was more like fear, and Thrall had always believed that the real enemy was in the concentration camps, that they restricted the freedom of their kind, that they oppressed them, that they toyed with them, and that they deprived them of their lives. Those talents need to be eliminated.

What's more, during the years of Sal's life in Kozan, he realized that there are good and bad people in every race, and humans are not completely disgusted with orcs, such as Talesa and Gianna, they are very friendly to orcs, and these friendly people have made Sal change his opinion of the human race through physical actions, so Sal chose to flee this time.

Fleeing into the safety of the forest, Sal looked back at his pursuers, who did not chase them, and Sal gasped for breath and rested. Those people seemed to just want to protect their territory, and they didn't do any harm to them, and knocking them down was all skin injuries that didn't hurt the bones, and Sal's handle of strength was very accurate.

It's just that the little girl made Sal very unforgettable, not only the intoxicating purity of the air, but also the word "monster" that he could see when he opened his mouth, Sal's heart was hurt, he didn't do anything, just because of his appearance, he was to be named like this, and even attacked, which is not fair.

Thrall leaned against a large tree, trying to understand the concerns of the orcs in the camp. Orcs have no territory in this world, there is no way to engage in production and life, in addition, even if they own land, orcs are not good at agriculture, all kinds of living materials can only rely on plunder, and in the face of humans, just like just now, they have already stated that they will not harm them, they still directly attacked, not to mention those orcs who do not understand the lingua franca, the two sides will definitely fight, and fighting, with the strength of orcs, human beings are definitely difficult to fight, orcs are generally heavier, it is easy to have bloodshed, and bloodshed will make things more serious, and the contradiction between the two sides will become deeper and deeper, and this contradiction will not be resolved and will be left to the next generation, so that from generation to generation, it will eventually become a dead knot.

Thrall suddenly had another wish, hoping that one day the hatred between the two races would be gone. However, Sal himself knew how difficult it was to quench this wish, even for his own parents, but Thrall still wanted it to be fulfilled in his lifetime, because he did not want his children to fall into this hatred.

Shaking his head, Sal hid this wish in his heart and continued to walk deeper into the jungle, but Sal didn't notice that someone was following him behind him......