"You said it was the first time, so what else?"

The old shaman's face was full of sadness: "I don't know if you think that I am just an old man who can only guide the clan spiritually. ”

Sal quickly shook his head and said, "No one is born an old man, everyone is full of wisdom. ”

The old shaman smiled: "How I wish I could be young all the time, but this is impossible, when I was in your grade, full of blood was also boiling in my body, although I am blind, but I also have family and children who love me." But they all died. ”

Thrall looked at Drektar, and the old shaman said this to show that his wife and children did not die normally: "Did they die in the war?"

"Not such an honorable thing. They're just sick, and all my pleas to the elementals are to no avail. It made me devastated by this."

Even now, his voice was heavy and sad, and he couldn't let go of the fact in his heart for a long time: "I demand that the elves return the lives they have taken. They became angry with me and refused my call for many years to come. Because of my arrogant demand for the resurrection of my loved ones, many of us in my clan have suffered because I have not been able to summon elemental spirits to help them. When I saw the consequences and mistakes of my stupidity, I begged the elemental spirits to forgive me. They agreed. ”

"But it's human nature that you want your loved ones back to life. The elemental spirits will understand, right?"

Drektar sighed: "They do understand, they sympathize with my plight, understand the motives of my request, but they don't understand the manner and content of my request, which makes them feel offended, so this leads to the relationship between the frostwolf shaman and the elemental spirits, which indirectly causes the number of shamans to continue to decrease." ”

Drektar's expression became very serious: "Sal, a person's life will definitely cause a lot of pain in the loss of a loved one, you must know that the elemental spirit acts according to its own laws, you have to respect him, and the will of nature will not change by personal will." ”

Sal nodded, from Drektar's body, Sal understood that the punishment given by nature would not only punish himself, but also punish the people around him, but Thrall did not complain about the consequences caused by Drektar, Sal compared himself, and replaced it with that kind of situation, he would do the same thing.

"Whew~" Xue Ge was coquettish beside Sal, Sal stroked her fur, and suddenly thought of a question, "Where did Rui'er go?"

"I don't know. Drektar gave Sal an unexpected answer: "She's my partner, but not my slave, he comes and goes whenever he wants." He has his own freedom. ”

As if to reassure Sal, Xue Ge rubbed her head back and forth on Sal's knees, and Sal gently stroked her head. The old shaman was not in high spirits, and Sal bowed and left with Xue Ge.

The days go on unconsciously. Richard also returned to Quel'Thalas, and his influence gradually became apparent, Sal felt the elemental uneasiness and vibration when communicating with the elements in recent days, but the beginner Thrall could not understand what the elementals' abnormal behavior meant, and then the elementals regained their composure, and Sal didn't think about it.

Thrall now spends most of his time studying with Drektar, sometimes going out hunting with a squad. He uses his newfound connection with the elementals to help the clan: asking the Earth Spirits to tell them where there are herds nearby, and asking the Wind Spirits to change the direction of the wind so that their scent is not sniffed by vigilant creatures. Only once did he ask for the help of the Wild Spirits, when supplies were dangerously low and their hunting luck was getting worse and worse.

But when they first came to the Frostwolf Clan, Drektar had told him about the contract they had made with the goats, and now that the winter had not yet passed, the food was getting scarce, and several old goats had given their lives as they had done when they had made the contract, but this was far from enough, and the remaining goats were cubs or ewes and young rams. Sal and the others had to find a new source of food, but they couldn't find anything in the winter. Thrall eventually pleaded with the Wild Spirit, who pointed him out a herd of deer, and eventually, upon request, Thrall was given several deer that had been sacrificed voluntarily. When Sal and the others returned to the Frostwolf Clan, he was surprised to find that there was a guest from the Frostwolf Clan, and a visitor in the depths of winter?"

The orc was a big man, and the stranger's cloak wrapped around him tightly, and Thrall couldn't judge his weight or size, and he curled up by the fire, as if he didn't feel the warmth of the fire. Sharp Ear, who he hadn't seen before, also returned, and Sal found Xue Ge and Sharp Er playing happily.

Thrall jumped up to Drektar and whispered, "Who is this man?"

"A wanderer, we don't know him, he was found by Sharp in his junior year and brought it back. ”

"Oh, that's right. "It's not much like the way Thrall came to the Frostwolf Clan.

Thrall looked at the orc and let out an involuntarily "huh" sound. The stranger held a bowl of stew in his big hand, and the rest of the clan was politely concerned.

"You have received him more kindly than you have received me. Sal said with some dissatisfaction.

Drektar smiled: "He just came to ask for shelter for a few days, and then he continued on his way." He didn't bring a piece of torn rag from the Frostwolf Clan to ask to be accepted into the clan. And he arrives in the spring, when there is enough food to share, and not in the early winter. ”

Sal looked at Drektar helplessly, he had just gotten some venison back, and now he was going to divide some of it, but Sal still walked up to the stranger, squeezed out a happy smile and asked the stranger, "Hello, stranger, how long have you been out on a trip?"

The orc looked at him from the shadows under the turban. His gray eyes were sharp, although the answer was very polite and even somewhat flattering.

"I don't even have time to remember, young man. I'm sorry to say, I thought the Frostwolf Clan was just a legend used by Gul'dan's henchmen to threaten other orcs. ”

Sal held his chest high, and his loyalty to his clan stirred in Sal's heart. "We have been wrongly exiled, and having survived in this harsh place has proven our worth. ”

"Really?" the strange man laughed hoarsely.