As he rode on the back of the Sky Seeker, his hands cold and he doubted if he could pull them out of his thick black fur, and Naozu wished the night would consume him. How could he face his people after knowing what he had done to them?or, how could he escape—and where did he flee to Kiel Gardan to find him?, he longed for the courage to take up the ceremonial dagger he had been carrying and stab himself in the heart, but he knew he could not do that; It was a cowardly answer to the question he faced. If he had resorted to this seductive method of escape in the face of fear, he would not have been allowed to continue to exist in the form of a soul.

He can continue to pretend that he doesn't suspect anything, or even continue to serve Kilgardan. Aside from the great power of Kilgardan, there is no evidence that the so-called beautiful being is capable of reading minds. This thought made Nao Zu cheer up with a certain amount of time. Yes, he can mitigate the harm this invader is trying to inflict on his people, and this is how he continues to serve Kilgardan.

Before dawn, mental and physical exhaustion caused Naozu to stumble back to his tent. He longed to lie on his fur like that, to forget about the pain he had caused, even for a short time, and to sleep there. But he was greeted by a dazzling light that almost blinded him, and he fell to his knees. "You're going to betray me?" The beautiful Cun Zài said. Naozu raised his hand, trying in vain to protect his eyes from the terrible light. Fear made his stomach roll. The light dimmed a little, and he lowered his hands. Next to Kilgardan stood the disciple of Naozu, snickering darkly. "Gul'dan," Neozu muttered weakly. "What have you done?" I denounced a rat to Kilgardan. Gul'dan said calmly. That horrible smile never left his face. And he will decide what to do with the vermin who betrayed him. ”

Gul'dan still had snow on his shoulders. Only then did the sluggish Naozu understand what was happening. His disciples. That Naozu had been blind for so long and hadn't found Gul'dan, who was hungry for power. Followed him and heard the words of the Ancestral Soul. Then he heard the same words that Naozu had heard, and he was still attached to Kilgardan?For a moment, Naozu's fear and selfishness were gone, and he only felt sorry for such a depraved orc.

"I'm sad. Kilgardan said. Naozu looked at Kilgardan in amazement. "I chose you, Naozu. I have given you my strength, and I have told you what you have to do for the advancement of your people, and I have made sure that these things are not secondary. ”

Without thinking, Naozu said, "You deceived me. You made me see a fake vision. You denigrate the souls of the ancestors and the spirits they represent. I don't know why you're doing this. But I know that this is by no means a sign of love for my people. ”

"But now they prosper, united. This is the first time in many centuries. ”

"United under a lie," Naozu said. He felt good at his betrayal and rebellion. Or if he continues like this, Kil'Gardan will lose patience with him and kill him, so that Naozu's problem is solved. But instead of repaying the deadly rage that Naozu had hoped, Kilgardan sighed deeply and shook his head, like a parent facing his wayward child.

"You can regain my trust, Naozu," Kilgardan said. "I have a mission, if you complete it. This lack of faith in you can be ignored. ”

Naozu's lips moved. He tried to shout out his resistance again, but this time the words were not spoken. He realized that this was over and that he didn't want to die, just like any sapient creature wouldn't want to die, so he kept silent. "I'm very upset by the Frostwolf Patriarch's actions," Kil'Gardan continued, "especially since he's not the only one who has a hard time complaining about what is going on. There were also others who were the ones who held the hammer of destruction, some of the Blade Wind Clan and the Red Journey Clan. If there are no consequences for these opposing voices, then let it be, but many people who have opinions are not like that. There can be no risk to the success of my plan, so I have to guarantee their obedience."

"It's not enough for them to claim loyalty," Kilgardan continued. His long red fingers patted his face gently, carefully considering. "Too many people seem to be obsessed with changing the meaning of 'glory' and 'oath'. We must ...... Make sure they work together, forever. Gul'dan's little eyes flashed. "And who is your great master?"

Kilgardan smiled at Gul'dan. Naozu had seen the connection between them, and how Gul'dan resembled Kil'Gardan. Kil'Gardan had to use seductive lies and tricks to draw Naozou into his plans, but he could confess to Gul'dan.

"There's a way," Kil'Gardan said to the two orc shamans. "A way to keep them bound to us forever, a way to be loyal forever. ”

Naozu had thought he had become accustomed to the horror of the sight that the Ancestral Soul had presented to him, but now when he heard Kil'Gardan's outline, he realized that the shock he was feeling was a different notch altogether. Bondage forever. Eternal loyalty.

Eternal slavery.

He looked into Kil'Gardan's burning eyes and didn't speak. He knew he just had to nod his head, but he couldn't even allow himself to do that. He just stared at Kil'Gardan, stunned like a bird in front of a snake.

Kilgardan sighed deeply. "So, it seems that you have denied your chance to atone for your sins?"

Just as he heard Kil'Gardan speak, it was as if a magic had been removed from Naozu, and the words stuck in his throat poured out, and although he knew that it meant his own end, he didn't try to resist the urge. "I totally refuse to allow my people to be enslaved forever," he cried.

Kilgardan listened, then nodded his huge head. "The choice is yours. You also choose the ending. Understand this, shaman, that your choices cannot change anything. My will will still be carried out. Your people will still be slaves. But you will be forced to be a helpless observer, instead of leading them and perpetuating my favor as planned. I think that would be a lot more fun than simply killing you. ”

Naozu opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't. Kil'Gardan narrowed his huge eyes, and Naozu couldn't even move. Even the heart beating in his chest beat only at the will of Lord Kil'Gardan, and Naozu knew it.

How could he be such a gullible fool? How could he not see through these lies? How could he ...... The illusion that the monster had sent him was the soul of his beloved companion, and tears welled up in his eyes and down his cheeks, and he knew that it was only Kil'gardan who had stopped him from crying. (To be continued......)