The encounter with Garona was undoubtedly a surprise.

As Garona said, neither Salian nor Valilla knew orc language.

After all, the orcs are an alien invasion race, and it has been less than 10 years since they entered Azeroth, and they have only had time to contact the High Elves, and they are only a few months after the defense of Quel'Thalas.

The foreign languages Valeera learned at Backlight Blade are the lingua franca of humans, gnomes, dwarves, and trolls, covering most of the large intelligent races known to Azeroth.

The language of the orcs has not yet been included in the intended learning items, and it is said that the matter is being discussed within Backlight Blade.

However, because the leader Verles has not returned, he has not yet been able to make a decision.

"Speaking ......"

After Garona hurried away, Salaan scratched her head in confusion with her translation of the Twilighthammer-related transcript in her hand.

"Didn't you say that Uncle Verles had come to Silishus in advance to investigate the situation? Why hasn't anyone heard about him in Cenarion Fortress? ”

Valera wasn't surprised.

"The Backlight Blade is an espionage organization hidden in the shadows after all, and although most of the countries of the Eastern Kingdom are aware of the existence of such an organization in Quel'Thalas, their knowledge of it is only superficial."

"Even if Master Velles has arrived in Silishus, he will not come into direct contact with the druids of Cenarion Fortress, and he will also put on a layer of camouflage when purchasing supplies."

Puzzled, Salian asked, "Why is that?" Haven't we already reached a strategic partnership with the Night Elves regarding the Battle of the Quicksands? ”

Valera shook her head: "No matter how close an ally is, they will not tell each other all their secrets without reservation, and in order to avoid another disagreement between the two clans after the war, the necessary precautions must not be put down. ”

"Hah...... It's a hassle. ”

Saljan asked with a little irritation, "So?" How do we find Uncle Vellais? There should also be some useful information to be gained from him. ”

Valera smiled confidently, "Leave this to me, the Backlight Blade has its own secret communication method." ”

……

Before leaving the cave and returning home, Salian and Valilla stayed behind to study the text that Garona had left behind.

Garona's range of activities in Silitus is mainly concentrated on the west side of the Cenarion Fortress, around the camp of the Twilight Hammer.

Other information aside, the news of the existence of a hive beneath Camp Twilight's Hammer alone is worth the trip.

Using the advice provided by the barrage, Salian named the hive, which had not yet been fully exposed, the Zola Hive.

…… Although he doesn't know why the barrage is so named.

As the two prepare to set off for the Cenarion Fortress, one of the most common extremes in the desert suddenly strikes.

Dust storm.

The endless yellow sand swept up in the wind, and the visibility to the outside world was almost zero, and the rash advance was likely to be lost in the sand.

As a last resort, the two could only temporarily dismiss the idea of returning, and honestly hid in the cave and waited for the sandstorm to subside.

Valera looked at the sand and dust whistling outside the cave, and said with some emotion: "Fortunately, Garona left early, no matter how powerful mortals are, they can't compete with the disasters of nature." ”

"Mortal...... ? ”

Sarjan looked at the ground thoughtfully: "Can the dragons move freely in this extreme climate?" ”

Valilla quipped, "Who knows, why don't you go out and try it?" ”

Sarren complained angrily: "I'm not a legendary creature yet, did you let me go out and die?" ”

The loud noise of the wind and sand making it difficult to accurately capture other sounds.

Saljan didn't bother to distinguish the strange noises, but Valeera, who was trained by the profession, remained on guard in these conditions.

As she relaxed and laughed with Sarean, her face suddenly changed.

"Shh~"

Holding up her finger in front of her mouth to signal Sarjan to be quiet for the time being, Valera bent down and went into a stealthy state, leaving Sarjan alone to act as bait.

'Here ...... again'

Saléan, who had a close understanding with Valeera, immediately understood her intentions.

Standing up and moving his body, Sarjan seemed to maintain a relaxed posture, but in fact he was ready to fight at any time, and Quirsera leaned against the mountain wall at any time.

As Valera and Salian prepared for battle, a small group of orcs in fancy clothes rushed to the cave with great difficulty in the sandstorm, presumably by coincidence to find this refuge.

'Twilight's hammer. ’

Saléan didn't attack at the first time, and stood straight in place, deliberately looking at the embarrassed group with a puzzled expression.

“#&@！”

Seeing that there were already people in the cave, the green-skinned orc led by him pointed his finger at Sarren with a bad attitude, and said something in his mouth.

Unfortunately, Salian couldn't understand orc language.

Rolling his eyes in front of several people, Sareanti said with a smile: "Can you speak human words?" (Universal)"

[Grass, true human words. 】

[A pun, the old master of yin and yang. 】

Obviously, the level of education of the orcs needs to be improved, and none of the five orcs in this squad can speak the lingua franca of humanity.

But after all, they have been living in Azeroth for 7 years, and they can't speak, so it's probably no problem to understand.

But that didn't change the attitude of the Twilight Hammer orcs, who still looked like they were going to win, pointing at Sarren as if they were trying to get him out of the cave.

"Ha~"

Instead of being angry, Sarean kicked Quelcella in the lower part of the sword, holding the hilt of the sword and carrying it on his shoulder.

Sarjan: "It's like the proverb you mentioned. ”

"Hit the child on a rainy day, and be idle when you are idle."

Confirming that Valera was in place through the soul connection, Sarjan stopped talking nonsense, retracted the smiling expression on his face, and charged at a speed that the orcs couldn't react to.

"Thank you for coming to our door!"

"Bang!"

The impact of powerful kinetic energy knocked an orc out of the cave, leaving him reexposed to the sandstorm.

At the same moment, Valera emerged from the shadows, her poisoned twin daggers mercilessly stabbing the back of another orc.

This group of nervous Twilight Hammer orcs was not very strong, and with the advantage of taking the lead, it only took the two to end the battle in less than 2 minutes.

Due to the language barrier between them, Sarjan had no intention of keeping his mouth alive, and anyway, the chickens and ducks could not torture each other to ask for any useful information.

Just as he raised Quelcella, about to swing his sword to kill the last orc leader, a thin throwing knife suddenly flew in from outside the cave.

"Ding!"

Sarjan: "!! ”

The knife was of decent strength, hitting the middle of Sarren's greatsword, deflecting his attack just a little bit.

"Boom!"

The greatsword grazed the orc's ear and slammed into the ground, the dust that splattered and grinned.

Without waiting for surprise, the orc turned and fled, and at the same time, the other two throwing knives that shot into the cave hit him in both palms with precision, pinning him firmly to the ground.

"Who?!"

Saléan took a vigilant step back, holding Quelcella on his chest, assuming a defensive posture of both offense and defense.

'How can you maintain the stability of such a light flying weapon in a sandstorm...... The strength of the person who came was definitely not simple. ’

As Sarjan's mind wandered, Valeera's expression became a little strange.

"Wait."

Valera raised her knees and wailed heavily on the orc's temple, and the other man fainted sideways without saying a word.

Squatting down to check the shape of the knife, Valeera breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't be nervous, this is the standard flying knife of the Backlight Blade, your own people."

"Hehe~"

A familiar voice came from outside the cave, and a figure covered in yellow sand walked in against a sandstorm that was not yet very strong.

"I haven't seen each other in a while, and you've all grown a lot."

"Whoa!"

Shaking the sand from his robes, the man took off his overlay hood and pulled down the dust mask that covered his mouth and nose slightly, revealing a handsome face that both Sallian and Valilla were familiar with.

"Don't rush to take this orc's dog life yet, I still have something to ask him."

"Uncle?"

"Master Velles!"