When the scorching sunlight had just shone into the shallow pool of Spirit Valley, the square in front of the Mage Guild [Black South Stone Hut] had already gathered many residents of Orgrimmar, orcs, minotaurs, trolls and other people, and the bustling crowd almost surrounded the Spirit Valley.

Kai Kai Bloodhoof had also arrived early, and he was now standing in the open space left by everyone in the middle of the square, sitting quietly waiting for the trial to begin.

There was a lot of talk about this particular trial, and the noise of voices filled the sky above Spirit Valley, buzzing like a damn swarm of Silisus.

Representatives of the tribal army, led by legendary warriors, sat on the left side of the square, and spectators, led by the shamans of Orgrimmar, sat on the right side of the square. Others stood in the back with three layers inside and three layers outside.

The tribe's retired recruits and underage orcs came early to witness this bizarre trial, and they stood at the front of all, shouting excitedly from time to time; In the middle of the crowd was a group of civilians dominated by Orgrimmar's women and children, who had given up their jobs and were lying in the back to watch the excitement, and the loudest discussion came from them.

The outermost layer of the bustle is made up of elderly orcs, merchants of various stripes in the Dark Alley, tribal disabled people, and veterans, who are the most calm compared to the other residents of Orgrimmar.

They disdained to talk like hairless young men and women, but shouted loudly to do what an adult tribal man could do most maturely and decently, and his colleagues should do on this occasion - gambling and betting.

Winlock the Honest is a veteran of the 8th Regiment of Frostwolves, a one-eyed old orc who has been running a spice shop in Power Valley since he was discharged from the army, and he is also the best and fair judge of crowd gambling. Whenever it comes to gambling betting, people always like to put their money with Winrock.

Naturally, Winlock would not be absent this time, glaring at his one-eyed man on a rock and shouting, "Bet on!" A 1-10 bet on Kaikai's little calf from the orphanage is unlikely to win! ”

The decent people of Orgrimmar beneath the rock booed......

The orc Goret, the boss of [Goret's Travel Equipment] in the Dark Alley District, stood up and said what everyone thought: "Lok-tar! Damn frostwolf veteran, are you kidding? Are you stuck in the of Kodomon? 1 to 10 is too exaggerated, right? At least 1 to 100! ”

When the crowd heard Goret's proposal, the crowd of onlookers shouted in agreement.

"It must be 1 to 100, I bet on Kai Kai to lose! Who would dare bet on him to win? Hurry up, I'm ready for silver! Someone shouted.

"Yes! Whoever has a long coin and wants to slip away, bet on that little minotaur to win, hahaha! ”

"I'm also betting that the Minotaur won't pass the trial! I've got 20 silver coins here, I'll put them here in Winrock right now, and I'm not afraid to die to be my opponent! ”

"Me too, me too!"

The crowd was bustling, and no one could pass the trial by betting on Kaikai's bloody hoof!

Everyone was very unhappy, because no one bet on the Minotaur to win, and the gamble could not be established.

……

"Damn it! Don't you think 1 to 100 is too exaggerated? ”

With a deliberately muffled roar, a tall orc rushed in and grabbed Goret's beard.

Gaurett was showing off his might, but suddenly someone grabbed his beard, and inhaled cold breath in his painful mouth, and when he looked at it, he really couldn't afford to provoke himself, and it was the famous grumpy orc Tosamina of the orphanage.

Goret hurriedly grabbed Tosamina's hand to prevent her from pulling her beard off, and protested loudly: "What an exaggeration is this! The Great Chief stipulates that the upper limit of bets can only be 1 to 100, otherwise it is even more exaggerated than this! …… Oops, you let go of my beard, it hurts! ”

Still clutching his beard, Tosamina glared at him and shouted, "Kaikai Bloodhoof is a very smart boy, he's going to pass the trial!" I swear in the name of my clan! I block him to win, I have ...... Well, 8 silver coins, that's my savings for two years! I'm going to bet on him to win! ”

Ignoring the ridicule of the crowd, Tosamina shoved a pocket of copper coins from his own pocket, which Tosamina had saved little by little, into the hands of "Winlock the Honest"!

The latter got the money and counted it clearly, then put the money in his hand for everyone to see, and asked, "Did you bet on that little bullaur to win?" Is there anything else? ”

After asking twice, no one spoke, and just as Winlock was about to start accepting the other party's gambling money, an old troll covered in alcohol raised his hand tremblingly and shouted vaguely, "Me! Belch! I'm betting on that little minotaur too...... Win, hiccup. ”

Tosamina recognized him, and almost everyone in the room knew him, as the old drunkard of the Power Valley Tavern, and the impostor Troll Priest who had treated Kaikai last time (and was later beaten by Tosamina) Doyoda.

Seeing that it was him, Goret shouted and scolded, "Cursed drunkard! Hellhound's poop! Damn Doyuda, you told me in the tavern yesterday that the little minotaur couldn't even handle a wild boar! How dare you bet on him to win? ”

Doyoda looked at him drunken and said vaguely, "Hellhound's poop is on it!" Belch! That's what the voice in my head says! The voice in my head also told me that the bet on the Manotaur would win...... Belch...... That voice says 'he's the main character' and he's going to win! ”

"What do you mean by the protagonist?" Someone shouted.

Doyoda's eyes slowly swept over the crowd, "How do I know what it means?" Anyway, the voice in my head told me that if I bet on him to win, I will have money to drink! Then he fumbled for 2 silver coins and stuffed them into the hands of the betting agent Winlock.

Everyone laughed at the two of them for being stupid, and they bet on the little bullaur to lose. How could these bettors not know that even if they win, they won't get a few copper coins, of course they know, but this kind of gambling that is destined to have no suspense is just fun in itself.

Soon everyone's pile of silver and copper coins filled Wenlock's other pocket. Gautrey struggled to get rid of Tosaminina, hurried to Winrock's stone, took out a golden object from his bosom and held it high above his head, glared at Tosamina with hateful eyes, and then glanced at the crowd, shouting "A gold coin!" Damn stinky bitch, I'm going to win all your money and make you cry every day in front of a wolf's fence! ”

The crowd was in an uproar!

Is Goret crazy? It would be too much of an exaggeration to name a gold coin. However, everyone also knows that he is actually trying to get revenge on Tosamina.

The final bet is 10 silver coins against 2 gold coins and 49 silver coins, although the odds are not 1 to 100, but it is also extremely unoptimistic about Kai Kai's blood hoof. One of the people who are optimistic about Kai Kai is a drunk, and the other is a stupid woman, and everyone is waiting for the trial to start with great interest.

……

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and everyone was busy looking around on tiptoe, and sure enough, the door of the [Black South Stone Hut] opened, and out of it came out in turn, the "Three Mage Sisters" - Mage Dino, Mage Pifiredo, and Mage Enyu - they were the three most important assistant mages of Archmage Yu Sernai.