Thrall looked at the orc who fell to the ground and admitted that he was Eitrigg. He nodded lightly, "That's good... It's not in vain that we have been looking for you for so long! Old man."

Eitrigg sat up with difficulty. Although the injury has been recovered with the help of Fording's miracle, the miracle of life surge slowly restores vitality, so Eitrigg is still a little weak now, but no matter what

Said, I can finally sit up on my own...

"Your face looks familiar, but you are too young... Wearing Orgrim's plate armor and holding the Doomhammer, who are you?"

Facing Eitrigg's question, Thrall nodded slightly and said friendlyly, "My name is Thrall! And my identity is the current chief of the tribe!"

Eitrigg was startled by Thrall's sudden speech. The warchief of the tribe? Can he become the warchief of the tribe at such a young age?

Fording on the side was not surprised at all. He had already judged his identity from the hammer in the orc's hand. After Ashes killed Orgrim's Doomhammer, he succeeded the warchief, that is... the one who destroyed Orgrim's Doomhammer.

Durnholde's culprit!

"I've heard of you, the great chief of the tribe..." Fording suddenly interrupted, staring at Thrall and saying seriously.

Facing this human who suddenly opened his mouth to speak, the guards around Thrall couldn't help but become a little serious. They tightened their weapons and looked like they would swarm up to protect the chief and chop this human into mincemeat as soon as Thrall gave the order.

…

Thrall turned his head calmly, looked at Fording and raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Oh? Have you heard about me, what have you heard about me?"

Fording looked at the Doomhammer he was talking about, then raised his head and shouted sharply, "I heard that you became the warchief after Mr. Ash killed Orgrim, and I heard that you fought in the Battle of Durnholde."

I took the hammer from your hand from Ashes, and I heard... you plan to rebuild the tribe and wage war against my people again!"

"You're partly right," Thrall said, with a hint of interest in his tone. "That man's name is Ashes... I succeeded the chief after that man killed Orgrim, and I did...

With the Doomhammer back in his hands and the destruction of Durnholde, I'm rebuilding the Horde, rescuing my brothers from concentration camp after concentration camp... but despite this, I'm not interested in waging war for war's sake! Those Dark

The days are over…”

"Those days are over? I can still vividly remember the tragedy of Durnholde! You destroyed it and killed almost all the soldiers! Moreover, because of this incident, Mr. Ashes was also responsible for the Alliance,

Even a trial!”

Thrall calmly looked at the accusing look in Fording's eyes, sighed softly and said, "You are too self-righteous, human. I also want a peaceful solution, but as a last resort, we can only attack the city, just to save people."

Return to our family. Times have changed. Your kingdoms and your people mean nothing to me. I just want to complete my father's work and find a new home for my people," Thrall said in an unusual tone.

Calmly, as if he was just stating a simple fact.

Hearing Thrall's words, Eitrigg's eyes suddenly widened, as if he recognized who this person was. "Your father's... business?" He stuttered excitedly. "I know, I know yours.

Face, warrior! You are the son of Durotan!"

Thrall just nodded, his eyes still looking straight at Fording without any deflection.

"Is it possible, after so many years? Can such a wish and such a career still be realized?" Eitrigg suddenly sighed. He looked at the faces of the surrounding orcs, looking for further confirmation.

Thrall finally took his eyes away from Fording, and saw him looking at Thrall sincerely, and said seriously, "Yes, I am confident, but I still need some help, so we came here...

I'm sorry that it took me so long to find you, but we have been a bit busy in the past few months. We have rescued many tribes, but I need veterans like you to help me teach them the old traditions. You

Our people turn to you once again, brave Eitrigg!"

Staring closely at Thrall's eyes, Eitrigg seemed to be looking for something, looking for... something that his race had abandoned countless years ago, glory... This was also the reason why he left his tribe and lived in isolation.

Slowly, Eitrigg found... He saw glory and hope in Thrall's blue eyes! He began to believe that under the leadership of this orc, his race would eventually have a bright future.

!

Gently lowering his head, Eitrigg watched Thrall slowly get up from the ground, "Yes... I am willing to follow you, Son of Durotan! I will help our people in any way I can!"

Seeing that Eitrigg agreed to his request, Thrall's face showed a hint of joy, stretched out his hand and put it on Eitrigg's shoulder, and nodded heavily...

Fording glanced sideways at the surrounding guards, and cautiously stood up to face Thrall. "Etrigg told me about your father and his fate. He must be a great hero,

Guide his son to such devotion."

Thrall showed a matter-of-fact expression, "That is what our people have always insisted on. It is the duty of a son to complete his father's work."

Fording nodded sadly. He wanted to know whether his son, Tyran, would have such sentiments one day in the future. Maybe not... What the child has always been proud of is having a relegated exile as his author.

Father? Tailan will only insult me ​​for what I have done.

Thrall looked at Fording, tilted his head slightly, then turned his head and said a few words in their language to the orc guards beside him. The guards nodded and walked over slowly.

Fording, who was still feeling sad, saw the orcs carrying weapons walking over. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He swallowed and Fording clenched the sword in his hand...

Is it finally coming? These orcs will still kill me, maybe this is my fate!

"You risked your life to save our brothers, humans. We won't do anything to you. You can leave safely, as long as you don't follow us..."

Fording breathed a sigh of relief and watched as the orc warriors carefully helped Eitrigg up.

Thrall gave Fordring an orc salute, then turned and left without looking twice. Some of the orc guards left with the chief...

Fording looked at the backs of them leaving and took a deep breath. Suddenly a strong hand grabbed his arm. Fording lowered his head and saw that it was Eitrigg. The rough face of the old orc showed

A look of peace and contentment.

"We are both bound by blood and glory, brother. I will not forget you!"

Fording nodded deeply towards Eitrigg and said sincerely, "Yes... May the glory and holy light accompany you forward, my brother!"

The orcs supported Eitrigg and left, and Fording was the only one left in the woods... Peace was restored here again.

Through the mottled tree shadows, Fording raised his head to look at the sun still hanging high in the sky, straightened his back, slowly raised his arms, and raised his feet slightly!

Looking at the dazzling sun above his head, looking at the light that brought him hope, Fording took a deep breath and chanted in a low voice sincerely, "Praise the Holy Light, praise... the sun!"

Yes, Fording's posture is a very standard way of praising the sun. There is an illustration and logo about this in the manual, as well as a brief description. The content is roughly: 'If you have no faith in your heart, but want to learn miracles

.Then why not come and praise the sun!'

Fording raised his head and looked at the sun he was praising, and couldn't help but fell into thought, "Sun! How dazzling! No wonder... No wonder Mr. Ashes has such an upright character and his acting style is so upright. It's because of this sun, this is Ashes

The faith in your heart, sir?”

"It's a fart!" As soon as Fording finished speaking, a joking voice suddenly came from behind Fording. He turned his head hurriedly. Fording saw that Ashes and the two ladies were standing in front of him at some point.

behind.

After stopping to praise the sun, Fording came to Ashes and asked with some embarrassment, "Mr. Ashes?! When did you...come here? Regarding your beliefs...did I misunderstand you? I'm really sorry."

, but...since you don’t believe in the sun, why did you record it like this in that book?”

Ashes looked at the Holy Bell that Fording was still holding in his hand, and said with a smile, "It's just the people I know, that's all. By the way~ have you used it? Miracle...how is the effect?"

Fording lowered his head, looked at the small holy bell in his hand, and said excitedly, "Yes, Mr. Ashes, I used it. It is very... very magical, and it is fully worthy of its name of miracle!"

Nodding gently, Hui Jin slowly stretched out his hand, and a soft light emerged from Hui Jin's palm. "Yes, it is very magical. For friends, it is as warm as the sun and brings healing~ But..."

When Ashes said this, the soft light in his hand suddenly condensed and turned into a golden thunder gun flashing with lightning. He raised his head and looked at Fording. Ashes continued, "Treat the enemy! It will be as ruthless as thunder, bringing about

destroy!"

Looking at the lightning in Ashes palm, Fording hurriedly opened the booklet in his hand. After reading for a while, he looked at Ashes and said seriously, "Thunder gun! I have seen this too. The manual describes that it can penetrate dragon scales."

Powerful attack!"

Hui Jin looked at the thunder gun in his hand and said with a smile, "To be precise, it should be called the sun light gun. It is an upgraded version of the thunder gun and an enhanced version of the giant thunder gun!"

"Giant thunder gun and...sun light gun?" Fording heard two unfamiliar terms and hurriedly lowered his head again to check the manual in his hand...

Hui Jin rolled his eyes helplessly and said with a joking expression, "No need to look through it. What's not on it. What you have in your hand is just a basic tutorial. More powerful miracles are not recorded on it. Well~ I'll wait until you get the things in the booklet."
Chapter completed!