The Butcher and Tectus transformed into human forms and sneaked into the Kingdom of Stormwind.
The two of them were not interested in low houses. To Tectus, the majestic Stormwind City was just a pile of low stone houses arranged in an orderly manner.
Compared with the tall and rough buildings of Highmaul, Stormwind City is too delicate and not strong enough.
"A bunch of delicate and fragile toys." Tectus commented.
There are magic fluctuations in the wizard area of Stormwind City, and the magnificent Cathedral of Light is filled with the aura of holy light. The strength of the two people in human form is limited. In addition, MI7 is moving around, so the two people have to leave Stormwind City and stay as planned.
In Goldshire.
"I don't understand the point of doing this." Tectus asked angrily: "A group of weak flesh-and-blood creatures, what can be gained by observing their lives?"
The butcher grinned: "To understand the threat level of a civilization, we must observe it from the ordinary people. Many years ago, I visited the orc tribe and noticed a detail, which predicted that the Draenei would be slaughtered by the orcs. If it weren't for me,
Forewarned in advance, we ogres will also be unlucky."
Tectus rolled his eyes and asked sincerely: "Don't hide it from your old friend. Let's talk about it."
The Butcher was born in the stinky slaughterhouse under Highmaul. The tragic experience in his early years affected his mind and he even forgot his own name.
But as I got closer to the Butcher, I realized that he was calmer than anyone else and could always observe things from different angles.
Facts have proved that his judgment has amazing accuracy and a high degree of wisdom. This is why the head of state, Margok, sent him to Goldsmith Town.
The butcher said calmly: "I noticed that the orcs believed a lie. The chief is everything to them, and they are willing to die for the chief at any time."
Tectus scratched his head: "I don't understand."
The butcher said coldly: "The chiefs of the orcs squeezed them, tortured them, and took their wives and daughters in a reasonable manner. Every orc lived in pain and suffering. Unfortunately, the lies had already been formed. They didn't think there was anything wrong with this. On the contrary,
They think that they are incompetent and cannot be a chief. Therefore, the chiefs of the orcs often change, but their tribe is as stable as a rock. They can only resolve conflicts within the tribe by launching wars, either us ogres or the draenei.
Someone must be unlucky."
"So the orcs are always fighting, killing and plundering forever. The most terrifying thing is that they will infect other ethnic groups like a plague, and they will fall into rage with the orcs. Since the orcs entered Azeroth, in just a few decades, Azeroth has
The large-scale wars that have occurred in Sri Lanka exceed the total of the past thousand years, countless cities have been burned, and many ethnic groups have been maimed or even exterminated."
Tectus's eyes widened and he couldn't understand: "But what does this have to do with our investigation?"
"Didn't you notice the buildings in Stormwind City?" the butcher said seriously: "They can patiently polish the stones smooth, and occasionally spend several times the effort to carve exquisite patterns, but they did not expect to use magic to strengthen the buildings.
, proves that human beings are superficial and pursue appearance more than inner nature.”
Tectus said happily: "This proves that human beings are flashy and only pursue form. We will definitely win."
The Butcher shook his head: "You haven't seen the underlying reason clearly. Love of art is the instinct of all races, but Highmaul does not deliberately pursue this. Do you know the reason?"
Tectus shook his head confusedly.
"The advantage is that it can make the people more united, but the disadvantage is that it can easily make ordinary people fall into poverty." There were many things hidden in the butcher's expression.
The two came to Goldshire, ready to find a place to stay.
The Lion's Pride Hotel was crowded with people, and it was also the place where MI7's activities were most frequent. In order to hide from others, we decided to find a private house to stay overnight.
I found a big house on the roadside where only two women lived.
The hostess's name was Adler Feod, and she received the two of them very politely.
The butcher said that the two were from Night Town and needed to stay for a while, and he was willing to pay a reasonable price, so they were immediately welcomed.
The hostess vacated a room and babbled:
"There used to be many people living in this house, all of whom were my husband's friends and followers. Since they went to the front line, they never came back. The manor in Gravel Collar was also mortgaged. Fortunately, Heleni has always been with me.
, used her sharp dagger to help me survive countless difficult years."
In the corner, a woman holding a dagger stared at her, and both of them felt shuddering.
On the night of the stay, Adler added a bowl of meat to his dinner, which was considered a welcome banquet.
The butcher only took one bite, frowned and spat it out: "This meat stinks."
Heleni on the side snorted coldly and continued to devour the meat. Adler cut the meat into small pieces, dipped it in the sauce, ate it, and said with a gentle smile:
"These meats are made by a nearby panda chef. His reputation is as good as his cooking skills. He will never use smelly meat."
"Cooking skills?" the butcher asked, feeling offended.
The butcher's cooking skills are outstanding, especially when it comes to cooking meat, and no one in Hanging Castle can match him.
After forking a piece of meat and smelling it, the butcher shook his head and said, "Ningshen flower and groundroot are added to the stew. Ningshen flower is pungent and groundroot is bitter. Boiling it in water makes the lips numb and numbs the sense of taste.
.You have been deceived. The pandaren used these two herbs to hide the fact that the meat has spoiled."
Heleni banged the table: "What do you know? Pandaren's cooking skills are the best in Azeroth."
The butcher patiently said: "The first criterion for good food is health, and the second is delicious taste. Ningshen flower and ground root are both herbal medicines, which will damage your internal organs. What's more, spicy, bitter and spicy food is not considered delicious, at best it can only be regarded as delicious."
Exciting, it’s hard for me to understand why you would consider this kind of food a delicacy.”
Adler looked displeased and said, "I don't think outsiders are qualified to evaluate the level of cooking skills."
"You said I'm a layman, let me show you what real cooking skills are." The butcher said unconvinced.
Tectus was ordered to go out like a whirlwind, and soon came back with a rabbit in his arms.
The Kingdom of Stormwind has been at war for years and has imposed exorbitant taxes and taxes. The people are miserable and the rabbits around here have become cunning.
Tectus showed off his superb hunting skills, which made the two women deeply afraid.
The butcher took the rabbit, broke its neck, neither peeled off the fur nor bled it, massaged it with his hands a few times, and steamed it together with the internal organs in water.
The ogre's cooking skills were quite rough. After cooking it for less than five minutes, he took it out. The butcher tore the rabbit in half and sprinkled it with a little salt.
"This is real cooking, please taste it."
"What kind of cooking skills is this?" Heleni turned her face aside with disgust on her face.
Adler cut a piece of meat out of politeness and put it into his mouth. His eyes lit up instantly, and an indescribable deliciousness spread between his lips and teeth, which made people appetite.
After a pause, Adler put down the knife, tilted his head and murmured:
“It’s not that great, it tastes just average.”
Heleni also took a bite and briefly showed a happy expression, but soon her expression changed and she mocked:
"Trash, can this be eaten?"
The butcher's face turned pale and he grabbed Tectus' arm.