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Chapter 1519: Banquet

Chen Stormstout has traveled across Azeroth and is well-informed and knowledgeable. He once specialized in Rogue skills.

The small warship rowed near the reef. The leading orc took a look and saw that there was nothing there, so he waved his hand and prepared to leave.

Lucas's heart was in turmoil.

The Dove of Peace had a profound influence on him. As far back as he can remember, members of the Dove of Peace have been recruiting soldiers in the village, posting portraits of Thrall and Jaina, and promoting the greatness of the orcs.

His father, three brothers and two sisters all bravely joined the Theramore Alliance, but there has been no news yet.

But this did not affect the yearning for orcs at all.

The glorious and great images of Thrall, Jaina, Fordring, Sylvanas, and the heroes of Azeroth inspired Lucas to grow. It was the undying heroic dream in his heart.

Although the dream was defeated by reality, how could Lucas be easily shaken.

From the bottom of his heart, Lucas believed that the docks were just a small group of orcs and could not represent the kind and benevolent orcs.

At this moment, countless choices emerged in Lucas' mind.

The heroic deeds inspired Lucas. If it were the great Fording, what should he do at this moment?

Chen Stormstout and Zhu Taran watched the orc warship nervously and did not notice the change in Lucas's expression.

"Race represents glory, orcs are noble and pure, while humans are inherently despicable and shameless."

The Dove of Peace recounted Fording's famous sayings more than once, which had a profound impact on Lucas. He was ashamed of himself as a human being.

"For Azeroth."

Lucas secretly encouraged himself and shouted: "The traitor is here."

"asshole!"

"Do you want to die?"

I never expected Lucas to betray him, and it was too late to say anything now.

There is only one battle.

Chen Stormstout and Zhu Taran rushed out almost at the same time, their punches were like the wind. In just a short moment, more than a dozen light-forged orcs on the orc warship were knocked down one after another.

Lucas was stunned. He didn't expect these two pandaren to be so skilled.

"You're fine, Lucas."

Chen Stormstout smiled bitterly and said: "I used to be as stupid as you. When I realized that I regretted it too much, I made a big mistake and brought disaster to Pandaria. Lucas, I won't kill you tonight.

The orcs will definitely reward you, so take care of yourself!"

Chen Stormstout and Taran Zhu left in the boat, leaving Lucas on the orc warship.

The lonely night and the shadow of the cliff frightened Lucas into panic.

After a long time, a coughing sound came from the cabin. It was the leading light-forged orc who was knocked unconscious.

Lucas hurriedly helped him up. The light-forged orc stared at Lucas weakly and forced a smile:

"Human, you have done a good job. I will report your achievements when I get back. The Lightforged Orcs need heroes like you."

Lucas felt happy that he finally did not do good deeds in vain and firmly believed that his choice was the right one.

Just after dawn, a warship found this place. The leading light-forged orc did not break his promise and reported Lucas's achievements.

Lucas received preferential treatment and got rid of his slave status amidst the envy of everyone. He was invited to the Holy Light's Hope Chapel.

I heard that a big shot was going to receive him, so some preparations needed to be made.

The soldiers of the Silver Dawn helped him bathe and change clothes, and shaved off all his hair. I heard that this was a necessary step to meet a big shot.

In a large room, a naked Lucas was lying on a chopping board, and someone covered his body with syrup.

Lucas was secretly surprised to see that big shots had so many rules.

Beside him lay a sturdy tauren with horns on his head like an elk, obviously from Highmountain.

"Hello." Lucas waited for the syrup to dry and had nothing to do to chat: "You also want to meet the big shot with me?"

The Highmountain tauren said in a loud voice: "You are going to be eaten, and you are still in the mood to chat."

"What, being eaten?" Lucas was so surprised that he wanted to sit up, but found that his whole body was weak and he couldn't move.

The Highmountain tauren said scornfully: "You are such a useless waste. You don't even know that you are about to die."

"It's not true, it's not true?" Lucas yelled anxiously.

The Highmountain tauren sneered: "Don't waste your efforts. These syrups are specially made and can penetrate into our skin and improve the quality of our meat. I heard that Lord Amado is going to entertain a distinguished guest."

"Who is Lord Amado?"

"The leader of the Lightforged Orcs and the old tribe of the Argent Dawn, he is a Draenei."

Lucas cursed: "The Dove of Peace is right, the draenei are all demons."

After the syrup completely seeped into the skin, someone pushed Lucas and the Highmountain tauren into a room, where a Draenei sat in the owner's seat.

Aman'Thul waved his hand, ordered all the attendants to leave, stood up and looked at the two of them.

"I hate the Highmountain tauren. If it weren't for that person's unique taste, you wouldn't have the right to be here."

Aman'Thul broke off the horns and stuffed them into the Highmountain tauren's mouths, rendering them unable to make a sound.

"Lucas, a human from the Kingdom of Stormwind, tonight is your reward, the realization of your long-cherished wish."

"You know me?" Lucas asked in surprise.

Aman'Thul smiled and said: "Two pandaren slaves escaped. You gave up your freedom and betrayed them. This is very interesting, so I specially selected you. I hope that the distinguished guest will be satisfied. The time is almost here and she should arrive."

Purple light flashed, and a portal appeared next to the dining table. A slender figure stepped through the portal, wearing a long lavender skirt that highlighted her beautiful figure.

Lucas was panicked. Although it was the first time they met, he had seen him in portraits countless times.

"Gianna!"

Jaina smiled happily and said: "A Highmountain tauren, this is my favorite, why is there a human."

Aman'Thul said calmly: "He is a rural noble. I have learned that his father, brothers and sisters were all deceived into Theramore, and they have special respect for you."

"Cheated?" Lucas secretly wondered.

Jaina smiled and said: "I see, it must have been made into food for the orcs. There are many similar fools in Stormwind Kingdom."

"Why am I called a fool? Isn't it a great honor to be eaten by orcs?" Lucas couldn't understand.

Aman'Thul smiled and said: "Then can you fulfill his wish and eat him bite by bite? Although his ideal is to be eaten by Thrall, it would be almost the same if you could replace Thrall."

Jaina shook her head: "I'm sorry, this doesn't suit my taste. I have something important to discuss today. Aegwynn wants to see Kalecgos."

Describing the deal with Aegwynn the Eternal Flesh in detail, Aman'Thul nodded:

"Aegwynn really has a good plan. The transmission of the law is false, but exchanging souls with Kalecgos is true."

"Exchanging souls?" Jaina was confused.

"This is an ancient secret method, a method of extending life invented by some demons." Aman'Thul introduced:

"Knowledge and magic can also be used as soul carriers. After imparting everything to each other, they can replace them and exchange souls with each other. The principle is very complicated."

Jaina nodded, cut off a piece of Highmountain beef, dripping with blood, chewed it and said, "Let me tell you, Aegwynn won't be so kind."

Looking at the scene of Jaina eating, Lucas was stunned.

This woman is a devil.


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