Varian's words surprised me a little. I didn't say the reason for the orc when I caught her, and he didn't ask. I had wondered if Varian remembered the orc, but now, he did, and still hated it.

Garona is not the same as before, not only the scars on her face, but also her hairstyle is very different from before, when her hair was short, like a tomboy, and now it is braided, a thin braid on the head.

I haven't seen many orcs, but she's the only orc like her.

She just looks like an orc, but her facial features are still very similar to humans, she doesn't have the same nostrils as pigs, and her eyebrows are very similar to humans. She has a nose bridge, orcs mostly do not have a nose bridge, her cheekbones are not prominent, while orcs have wide and high cheekbones. The only thing that resembles her from humans is her mouth, the earth-covered jaw and short fangs that humans don't have. And she is much smaller in stature than other orcs.

Her skin is not brown or green, but a color somewhere between green and a pale blue.

I didn't expect Varian to remember her after all these years.

Varian was furious, for he had lost the reserve of an emperor, the elegance of a gentleman, and the so-called gentleness and frugality of a man. Of course, he was quite restrained, he didn't tear all her clothes, nor did he do anything indecent to her, he just grabbed her hair and gritted his teeth.

His hands were shaking, and he punched Garona a few times, but only a few punches. He gritted his teeth with hatred, but he didn't continue to beat her.

Garona's face was completely swollen, and the blood from her mouth was running down with her saliva. Instead of letting her look down, Varian pulled her hair and made her look at her face.

Garona didn't have any expression on her face, and she probably couldn't make any expression now.

I understand him, he is haunted by the death of his mother, let alone his beloved father. So I stood behind him and looked at the man who was desperate for revenge. "If you fight again, you'll be stupid." I said, "There's a lot of stuff left unanswered." ”

Varian spread his hand away, and he reached out, and the guard next to him handed him a rag. "You haven't asked yet?" He asked, wiping the blood from his hands.

"Not yet, isn't this waiting for you to come?" I say.

"I don't need to talk about this kind of thing in the future." He glanced at me, and it made me feel a little complicated.

"Just ask." He tossed the rag aside and said to me.

Garona's head drooped, her arms being held in chains. I cupped her chin and lifted her face, "Who sent you?" ”

She didn't answer my question, and her head had no strength at all, as if her neck was broken.

"Who sent you!" I repeated the question.

She still didn't answer, which embarrassed me a little, and I wouldn't be so hard to do even if you squeaked. I turned to one of the guards and glanced at the bucket to the side, "Pull her up." I said.

Garona was pulled up, head down.

"Sober her up." I say.

Garona's head was stuck in the bucket, and in an instant she woke up, writhing in a vain attempt to knock over the bucket, but it was impossible.

Twenty seconds or so later, her head was pulled out of the bucket, and before she could catch her breath, her head was thrust into the water again. After repeating it seven or eight times, I signaled that it was almost done. The flipped over Garona began to vomit, not knowing if she hadn't eaten or had already digested it, and she didn't see any chyme except water.

She closed her eyes in vain to catch her breath, but I didn't give her that chance.

At Ravenhead's time, there was a specialized discipline in which torture was used to extract confessions. This subject is very knowledgeable and reasonable, and although it is indeed very cruel, the content of this discipline is too practical when dealing with enemies who refuse to cooperate.

Garona is more resistant to tossing than humans, and after being beaten just now and a series of forced confessions, ordinary people can't stand it for a long time, but this female orc is indeed resistant to beatings and strong. She never said a word.

The whipping didn't work for her at all, and after three lashes she found out she was still dead.

"That's all you can do?" Varian expressed his displeasure at the torture I had tortured. It embarrassed me a little. But at this moment, a woman's voice came, "Get out of the way!" Let me in! ”

"The king said no one could ......"

"I'm the owner of this castle!"

Gianna walked in, but her face changed dramatically when she saw this, and she looked at us in surprise. "It's ...... What's going on? ”

"Catch the assassin." I explained.

"How are you trying to extract a confession here!" Gianna protested, she was actually speaking to Varian, but her eyes were fixed on me.

"I wonder why they came to the assassination." I say.

"Did you ask about it?" Gianna asked with a frown as she looked at the bloody orc.

"Not yet."

"You can't do that here." She lowered her voice.

"She's here to assassinate the king, it's not a trivial matter, if I hadn't made a timely move, the king would have been gone." I say.

Varian didn't speak, but I could see the expression on his face, a little subtle.

Gianna looked at Varian, "This matter does need to be investigated, but ...... I hope we all put aside our prejudices for a while......"

"Do you think it's possible?" I said, glancing at Varian. I said this on behalf of Varian.

Looking at Gianna, who was a little angry, anxious and slightly dissatisfied, I continued: "If it was really planned by the tribe, what is the point of this peace talk?" ”

"But...... There are indeed humans and gnomes in there......"

"You mean how it's possible for a tribe to hire humans and gnomes, right?" I snorted, "I think it's possible, pirates don't look at you as an employer as a brute or a human, they only take money." And I'm going to tell you, you've said enough good things for orcs. ”

"I didn't mean that, I was trying to push for peace and not let the soldiers die in vain." She was in a hurry.

"A false peace will lead to more soldiers dying in vain, and when the conspiracy breaks out, more people will die than on the frontal battlefield, and then the death will be unjust."

"I don't believe in orcs." I stared into her eyes and said, "And honestly...... I don't believe you either! ”

Her eyes changed suddenly, and her face seemed to flush.

"The more the king stays here, the more danger there will be, and we will return to-morrow." Speaking of which, I glanced at Varian, whose face sank like water.

"Varian ......"

"All right, Miss Gianna." I opened my mouth to block, "We will investigate this matter clearly, and until the investigation is clear, the matter of peace talks will not be mentioned for the time being, if there is anything that Sal has to say, you can convey it to us." With that, I held out my hand and motioned for her to leave.

Varian turned to face Garona, and Gianna looked disappointed, gritting her teeth and turning away.

"Get the soldiers ready." Varian turned to one of the sergeant majors beside him and said, "Leave tomorrow at noon." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at me: "Look at her, don't let her die, don't let her run, before leaving at noon tomorrow, you will personally load her on the airship, I will see her in the prison of Stormwind City, complete and alive." ”

Varian's eyes were piercing, something I hadn't seen in all the years I'd been around him.

"You...... Come here! I gestured to one of the soldiers on the side, "Wash her and bandage her wounds." ”

Varian didn't say anything and just left.

Looking at Garona, with her head drooping, one could imagine what kind of treatment she would face once she arrived in Stormwind.

After arranging the garrison, I went back to my room and took a shower, the smell of orc blood was very strong. Egwene looked at my body with interest.

"I'm leaving tomorrow." I said as I got dressed.

"I know." She looked at me with a smile.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I didn't expect your body to be so well preserved without a heartbeat."

"Pay attention to your words." I said, "I'm like an object." ”

"How did you do that?"

"I thought you were going to ask that question last night."

"It's not too late to ask." She said as she stroked my chest.

"Magic." I held her face and said.

"Have you decided to go back with him?" Egwen wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Do you want to come with me?" I looked her in the eye.

She smiled softly, then shook her head, "I'll miss you." ”

"Give me a perfume of yours." I say.

"Why?"

"I love the smell of your hair." I looked at her with a smile.

"Come back and see me when you miss me." She said.

"Heh, I'm afraid that Gianna will kill me quickly."

She took my left hand and touched the rune, "Do you need me to remove this for you?" ”

I touched her face and said, "No, it's a thought." ”

"We'll see you again." I say.

"Perhaps." She said with a smile.

After a day and a night in the basement, Garona was bandaged and locked sturdy. I'm not sure if it's the tribe's fault, but I'll never allow her to run away from me again.

She didn't struggle anymore, and I kicked and broke a few ribs, and the pain would limit her movement a lot. Early the next morning, after the soldiers had inspected the airship again, they loaded Garona into a ready-made wooden box under my command and transported it to the airship.

Pull her head out of the box and secure her head to the outside of the box with a flail. The main purpose of this is that I can see her and I feel at ease.

The orcs did not leave immediately, but we left first. The farewell ceremony was very simple, they watched us leave with solemn faces, and the huge dragon head on the bow of the ship made them look at us with displeasure.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Egwene stood far away, and I kept looking at her face, and she didn't smile, just watched me fly away, and the scent of her hair still lingered in my heart.