The sudden sound of words from his side made Sal's hair stand on end, and he immediately jumped up from his bed and expertly touched the tomahawk he had placed against the wall.

"Who?"

With his hands clenched in his hand, Thrall nervously scanned the dark room, trying to find the mysterious person who had infiltrated his room.

"Don't be nervous, I have no ill will towards you."

A dark shadow that blended in with the environment appeared beside Thrall, and the man stood up and covered his mouth with furry claws.

"Shhh~ Don't scream, it's going to be troublesome if you attract Blakemore's attention, don't you want to escape from this prison called the castle?"

Thrall subconsciously swung his tomahawk and attacked him, but the sound of temptation in his ears made him stop what he was doing.

"Hmm!"

Sal shook his head and motioned for the other to let go.

The Black Panther took two steps back to make way for space, showing full sincerity when it was clear that he could easily take out Sal.

As an excellent gladiator, Sal could sense the huge disparity in strength between the two sides.

He didn't try to call for reinforcements, he stood honestly in place, his eyes flickering a little and asked, "Who are you?" Why do you think I want to escape Dunhold? ”

"Heh~"

The panther who sneaked into the house with the protective color of fur was naturally the Sarren who had activated Druyin's transformation.

"No one wants to be a slave to something as stupid and bad as Blackmore forever, let alone shamelessly usurp your most important sister, right?"

Sal's facial muscles twitched visibly, and Sarren, who had night vision, could clearly see the change in his expression.

“…… Who are you? Why are you investigating me? ”

"It doesn't matter, at least not for the time being."

Sarjan was a rare wave of riddlers: "The important thing is, what is your true heart, do you really want to stay in Dunhold and live and die with Blakemore?" ”

Today, Saar is still very young and has a serious lack of social experience.

Having not experienced the important events that had led him to grow up, the young Thrall had not been mild-tempered, inheriting the recklessness and irritability of the orc bloodline.

"If there is a choice! Who OO wants to be a slave for Blakemore! ”

Sal's ventive roar made Salaan nod in satisfaction: "Very well, at least you haven't completely lost your heart of resistance under Blackmore's tutelage, and it's finally in vain that I took the risk of infiltrating Dunhold to help you." ”

The panther sat on the ground, his orange-yellow eyes staring at Sal with a hideous face.

"Saar...... Let's call you that, do you want to be free? ”

"Of course!"

Now that he has expressed his inner dissatisfaction, Thrall no longer cares about it, and does not shy away from saying: "I dream of escaping from this cage, no longer being coerced by Blakemore, and living a free life with Taresha." ”

Sarean continued to ask, noncommittally, "What about Taresha's parents?" If you escaped Dunhold with Taresha, would Blakemore let them go? ”

Sal's originally high momentum paused, and after a while he sighed and said, "No, he will definitely kill the Folkston in anger." ”

Sarian smiled with satisfaction: "Very good, you are still sober-minded, and you are not presumptuous. ”

"This is the first lesson I taught you, before you take action, you must first think about the possible consequences of your actions, and don't let yourself regret it for the rest of your life."

Sal could sense that the mysterious man had no ill will towards him, and nodded solemnly: "I've been taught, but ...... your Excellency"

"I said, it doesn't matter who I am, you can treat me as a good person passing by for the time being."

"When the time comes," Saléan continued, "you will know who I am, and now tell me how you plan to get Taresa's family out if there is a chance to escape from Dunhold. ”

Sal shook his head with a wry smile: "If I had known what to do, I would have taken action a long time ago." ”

"Since Dunhold Castle entered a state of imminent war, the defense inside and outside the castle has been significantly strengthened, and some of the previous surveillance loopholes have been filled by those mercenaries."

"Truth be told, I don't have a good way to get out of Dunhold, let alone take Taresa and Folkston with me."

At this stage, Thrall has not yet experienced the baptism of real war, and is still very new to the word battlefield, he is just a good gladiator, and only knows how to defeat the enemy in one-on-one combat.

To put it simply, Thrall today lacks a sense of the big picture, and does not expect that he can use the effects of the war to escape from Dunhold.

Of course, even if Blackmore focused most of his efforts on defending the city, it would not be easy to carry out the escape plan, but at least it was a more logical assumption.

"Next question."

Sarean was a little disappointed with Sal's performance, but given his age and experience, he couldn't be too demanding of the youthful version of the savior shaman.

"Sal, do you want to know your true origins?"

"Background?!"

Thrall took a step forward with some excitement: "Do you know who my parents are? Please be sure to tell me! ”

Saljan nodded the leopard's head in the darkness, "I do know, but you must first pass the test of escaping Dunhold, and then I will tell you all the mysteries of your origins." ”

"Escape from Dunhold, ......"

Thrall patted his forehead with a headache: "I hope this war can really be as fierce as you said, so that Blakemore can take care of the changes in the city." ”

……

Before infiltrating Dunhold Castle, Salian had planned to take Thrall and Taresa out of the castle directly.

But after seeing Thrall's youthful but methodical patterns of action, he changed his mind.

Due to the drastic changes that Sarean has caused to history, it is likely that Thrall in this plane will lack some of the experience that originally belonged to him, causing him to not grow to the heights of the original history.

Salaen had high hopes for Thrall, and he hoped that the son of the Frostwolf Chief would lead the orcs on the right path and join the horde in protecting Azeroth.

It's a win-win for both orcs and Azeroth.

The Orc's homeland of Draenor is half-dead, and they must have a new home to thrive.

And this new home is Azeroth, which the tribe's predecessors found.

For the Azeroth tribes who had been affected by the Orc Rebellion, if the Orcs wanted to clear their past sins, they had to submit a letter of sufficient weight.

Saljan had heard more than once about the Dark Gate's movements, and it was clear that the Burning Legion and the expeditionary force left behind in Draenor were still fiercely fighting for control of the Dark Gate.

Draenor is not Azeroth, and there is no planetary enchantment that can stop the arrival of the Burning Legion's high-level demons.

The expeditionary force can delay the Burning Legion's attack to a certain extent, but the time they can delay without backup is limited after all.

Now that Thrall has begun to make a name for himself, it means that a new round of large-scale entry of the Burning Legion into Azeroth is coming.

In the original history, Thrall and the new horde had a highlight when they resisted the invasion of the Burning Legion on the continent of Kalimdor.

Sarean didn't set out to drastically change the course of Thrall's life.

At least when the mighty demon lord of Akmund led the Burning Legion army into Azeroth, Quel'Salas ...... Even the major races of Azeroth need such a good combat power as orcs as cannons...... Reinforcements.

【…… You want to say cannon fodder, right? 】

[Be bold, just say it directly, anyway, the orcs also need this opportunity to prove themselves, and the combination is mutually beneficial.] 】

With this in mind, Sarean didn't want to take away the opportunity to escape from Dunhold and make Sal grow.

It's a big deal to hide behind the scenes to help him wipe his ass, and to help Sal when his actions go wrong, so that he doesn't really encounter lifelong regrets.

After agreeing with Thrall about the test, Salian quietly left his hut and wandered around Dunhold Castle in a stealthy state.

That's right, just hanging out.

For Thrall, Dunhold Castle is now heavily guarded.

But for Sarjan, who had infiltrated the Sharp Eye Secret with Valeera, the vigilance of Blakemore, who was not good at training thieves, was far from enough.

Edras Blackmore lives in the largest castle in the city, and according to Thrall, he hasn't been seen for a week, spending all day at home drinking and decompression.

As Blackmore's mistress...... As a matter of course, Taresa Folkston will also live in the castle, and Sarren plans to check on her first, and by the way, to find out to the kind human girl in advance, so as not to be in a hurry when the end comes.

After infiltrating the castle from the more lax second floor, Salian turned on the hunting instinct in the form of a cheetah, and the large amount of life in the castle was quickly captured by him one by one.

"A young woman with a Saar vibe...... Got it. ”