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Chapter 92 Red and Green?

Boralus Palace

After learning about the situation in Falcon Grove Town from the returning Admiral of the Third Fleet, Dai Lin's frown never relaxed.

As a king, Dailin's ability to govern the country is not top-notch, barely above average.

But as a military commander, Dai Lin's talents can be said to be outstanding.

By piecing together the pieces of information he had obtained so far, he quickly saw through Zandalari's plot.

"Rastakhan, that guy really knows how to choose his time."

Dai Lin rubbed his eyebrows vigorously and looked at the letter on the desk in distress.

This letter came from the Alliance Grand Marshal Lothar. He hoped that Daelin's navy could set off from the sea and land in the Western Wilds in the southern part of the Eastern Continent to encircle the declining tribal remnants from behind.

In the past few days since Sharlayan's disappearance, the drama of chasing and escaping between the Horde and Alliance continued.

After the Battle of Grim Batol, the Dragonmaw clan that was entrenched here was uprooted by the angry dragon army.

Without the defense of the Dragonmaw clan, the wetlands were quickly recovered by the Alliance, and used it as a springboard to advance into Dun Morogh and Loch Modan in two directions. The two sides agreed to meet at Searing Gorge.

At the same time, the tribe that fled all the way to the Searing Gorge encountered a major crisis.

The strengthening effect of the devil's blood completely disappeared, and the side effects began to explode.

The large number of orcs no longer regained the excitement they had when they first invaded Azeroth, and unprecedented fatigue and weakness began to erode all orc clans.

Fortunately, the Dark Iron dwarves who were controlled by Ragnaros reached out to help at this time for unknown reasons and accepted the orcs who were in poor condition into the Blackstone Tower, finally giving the tribe some breathing time.

Blackstone Tower is a fortress built by the Dark Iron Dwarves, and its defense is very strong.

After giving up the upper level of the Blackstone Tower to the orcs for temporary residence, the Dark Iron dwarves retreated into the Blackstone Abyss. They did not intend to personally participate in the war between the Alliance and the Horde, and they made it clear that they would sit back and watch the fight.

Although Orgrim wants to win over the Dark Iron Dwarves to join the upcoming decisive battle, the current tribe has no leverage to impress the Dark Iron Dwarves...or Ragnaros.

In desperation, Orgrim could only order the army to be temporarily stationed in the Blackstone Tower, hoping that the weak orcs could recover before the Alliance army arrived.

On the other hand, the Bleeding Ring clan who stayed behind in Dun Morogh was easily defeated by the Alliance. Chief Kilrogg Deadeye fled into the wilderness with the remaining Bleeding Ring orcs without a trace.

When Daelin received Lothar's letter, the two armies of the Alliance had successfully reunited in Searing Gorge, set up a formation in front of the gate of Blackrock Tower, and began to assemble heavy siege weapons on the spot.

Lothar's order put Daelin into a dilemma.

The Zandalari have made it clear that they want to take advantage of the situation and take advantage of Daelin's lack of time to take care of the domestic situation. They want to seize a bridgehead in the Kul Tiras Islands.

As the king of Kul Tiras, Daelin certainly would not sit back and watch Zandalari steal chickens.

But on the other hand, the war that has lasted for several years between the Alliance and the Horde has finally entered the final decisive stage.

Dai Lin didn't want to miss the opportunity to kill the orcs to avenge his son, so he was in a dilemma for a while.

At this time, Ashvane and Stormsong, two of the four major families of Kul Tiras, came together to ask for a meeting and offered to help the Proudmoore royal family share the pressure.

Of course, these two families will not work in vain, it is just for their own interests.

After careful consideration, Daelin agreed to their request and announced tax exemptions for the southern part of Tiragarde Strait and Stormsong Valley for three years starting next year.

These two areas are the territories of Houses Ashvane and Stormsong. The core territory of House Proudmoore includes Boralus and the strait area north of the capital of Kul Tiras.

"Hey~"

After seeing off the proud contemporary heads of the two major families, Dai Lin sighed helplessly and touched the compass on the desk. This was the last relic left by his eldest son Derek.

"Let's do this for the time being, Zandalari... until the tribe is completely defeated, I will come back to you to settle this account."

Dai Lin stood up and walked to the window. His eyes flickered as he looked at the sky.

'The Thornspeaker... is as expected.'

After thinking for a while, Dai Lin suddenly turned around.

"Catherine."

"Um?"

The queen, who was working on paperwork at her desk, raised her head in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"Call our precious little Jenna, I have a small task for her."



The next morning after the Battle of Falcon Grove, Sarlayan came to Orfa's den early, staring at him with piercing eyes, urging the Great Thornspeaker to fulfill his promise with his eyes.

Orfa, who had already gotten up, saw Sarlayan's intention at a glance and shook his head in amusement.

"Don't be so anxious. I will definitely do what I promised."

"Sit down. Before I tell you the information, I want to ask you a question."

Sitting on the ground with his fat bear butt swaying, Orfa asked thoughtfully: "What do you think of the Zandalari Trolls?"

Saryan discussed this question with Danmu yesterday, and he gave the answer without hesitation.

"They are ambitious and powerful and cannot be underestimated, but they also have their own bottom line when facing foreign enemies that threaten the security of all Azeroth."

Orfa nodded noncommittally: "Let me reveal in advance that your next test will not be in the Kul Tiras Islands, but you need to go to Zuldazar, the home of Zandalari."

Sarlayan: "...Huh?"

Orfa shrugged like a bear in a humane manner: "You heard me right, and you have a reason to go."

Changing the topic, Olfa started to get to the point.

"Let me answer some of your questions first."

"More than ten years ago, Inas, who was seriously injured, fell to Drustvar, and I saved her."

Finally getting to the point, Sarlayan's originally casual expression suddenly became tense.

"What about her? How is her injury?"

Olfa shook his head: "Unfortunately, Inas is entangled with some evil power that I have never seen and cannot understand."

"Although I tried my best to cure her, it could only delay the onset of her injury and could not fundamentally solve the problem."

"You want to know Inas's identity, I can tell you the part I know."

"Your mother Inas was a green dragon."

"She once predicted to me that one day in the future, her child would come to Drustvar for some reason. She also told me about the characteristics of that child - unique golden dragon scales."

"I promised her that if the day really comes, I will teach this child to master the Thornspeaker's unique way of balancing life and death."

The information given by Orfa stopped here for the time being, but this information alone was enough to make Sarlayan stunned.

"Green dragon? Are you sure?"

When the Red Dragon Queen personally admitted that she had the unique life force of the red dragon clan, Sarlayan once thought that her mother was from the red dragon clan and that she only grew golden dragon scales due to the genetic mutation of the combination of dragons and humans.

The information provided by Orfa made Sarlayan's mind a little confused, and he instinctively wondered whether the old bear was blind and saw the wrong color.

Olfa rolled his eyes angrily: "I'm not that old yet. Even if Inas is not a pure-blood green dragon, she at least has some green dragon blood, because she can enter and leave the Emerald Dream at will."

As Sarlayan fell into chaos, some people in the barrage pieced together an uncertain conclusion using available intelligence.

【Ah...I seem to understand.】

[Don’t be too pretentious, just tell me the result. What’s going on? 】

[Actually, this is a very simple principle of mixing the three primary colors. You can search it yourself. What are the colors of green and red? 】

【Huang...could it be?!】


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