After eating the heart meat of five tauren, the appetizers have been served.
The corpses of the five tauren were carried out. The ingredients used by the Savior were extremely sacred and other orcs were not allowed to eat them. They were usually burned.
Thrall was in a good mood and nodded to Wo'jin, meaning that the main course could be served.
Eitrigg covered his chest, came to Thrall's side, and said respectfully:
"Lord Savior, there has been a group of people with bad intentions recently spreading rumors all over the city. I caught one of them. How should I proceed with the trial?"
Sal smiled cruelly: "I know your methods, I can do whatever you want."
Eitrigg lied: "Lord Savior, that man took poison in advance. I asked the shaman to detoxify him. It's almost time. He should wake up."
Sal had no doubts, waved his hand and said:
"Go, we must interrogate the mastermind behind it. The ridiculous rumors about tens of millions of orcs attacking the Dark Temple are really shameful. The conspiracy to destroy Azeroth is an unpardonable crime."
Eitrigg nodded and bowed before leaving. As he passed the door, he happened to meet Gaelaya dressed in costume.
Gaelaya looked intently, while Eitrigg turned a blind eye. The two of them passed each other like strangers.
After leaving the chief's tent, Eitrigg couldn't help but look back.
Vaguely, I could only see a blurry back figure, as if it was a lifetime ago.
The so-called interrogation of prisoners was just an excuse. Eitrigg went to a nearby inn and ordered the strongest wine, wanting to get drunk.
The strange thing is that the bitter liquor is like water. No matter how much he drinks, Eitrigg is always sober.
He tried to get drunk but failed. Eitrigg touched nothing but a wine bottle.
His eyes widened suddenly, and the surroundings were quiet, extremely quiet.
The orc innkeeper keeping the accounts, the troll waiter wiping the table, and the pandaren chef holding the machete high in the back kitchen were all motionless.
Time was frozen for a moment, and Eitrigg rubbed his eyes vigorously to confirm that he was not in a dream.
"Do you want to save the woman you love?" A shadowy figure appeared across the table, grabbing Eitrigg's wine.
"It's you, Jaina!" Eitrigg was exceptionally clear-headed.
This Jaina from the future is extremely clever. If she comes to save her, Gaelaya will definitely be safe.
"What do you need from me?" Eitrigg asked.
Everything is a transaction, and Eitrigg knows that the other party's help will not be in vain.
Jaina's shadow smiled slightly and said:
"I can get what I want for myself, but I am only interested in the relationship between you and Gaelaya. Are you willing to betray Thrall for her?"
Eitrigg was so frightened that he couldn't help but tremble all over. His pale face proved his attitude.
"It seems you really don't dare. The happiness of your life is not as good as one of Sal's dishes. It's really sad to live like you."
Eitrigg said unconvinced: "Thousands of orcs died in the Black Temple, and no one remembers them, just because of Thrall's words."
"Haha, the life of an orc is really worthless." Xuying smiled evilly: "You have missed your only chance. Goodbye."
Everything returned to its original state, and as the bustling sounds returned to his ears, Eitrigg felt drunkenness welling up and fell into darkness.
After receiving a heavy blow on his shoulder, Eitrigg woke up from his sleep, and in front of him stood a smiling Vol'jin.
It was already night now, and the innkeeper and the waiters were gone. They were probably driven away by Woking.
"Look at your useless look." Wojin mocked lightly: "Go and see her for the last time."
"She's still alive!" Eitrigg stood up in surprise.
Wo'jin smiled cruelly and said: "Half of her heart is made of blue dragon crystal. Thrall ate the other half, and the rest maintained her life, but she can't hold on for long."
Eitrigg jumped up in a hurry: "Take me to see her quickly."
In the alley behind the chief's tent, Galaya was lying in a pile of garbage with disheveled hair and dirty face.
The heavy makeup that I put so much effort into was completely gone, and my face looked like it was covered in oil paint, making it look ugly.
There was a big hole in her chest. The panda chef's knife skills were extremely clever, avoiding all important blood vessels and reaching her heart.
Vol'jin looked at Eitrigg sarcastically: "I'll go guard the alley. In half an hour, she will be burned. This is what I fought for you."
"Thank you, Vol'jin." Eitrigg bowed and expressed gratitude from the bottom of his heart.
Wojin shook his head and left: "I don't need your thanks. This is a lifelong handle. If the savior finds out, your end will be the same as hers. You must remember it."
Gaelaya opened her eyes weakly, saw Eitrigg, and forced a smile:
"You're here."
"I'm sorry, this is all my fault." Eitrigg stroked his hair, tears streaming down his face.
"Why don't you take me away, why don't you tell me the truth." Galaya asked fiercely.
Eitrigg closed his eyes, his heart was bleeding, and he could only keep saying:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"She is the one to say sorry." Jaina's shadow appeared behind the two of them, holding a large package in her hand.
Eitrigg did not turn around, his nose was sore, and he slapped his mouth hard:
"I am a coward, an incompetent waste, and I have no guts to betray Thrall, the savior."
Xuying smiled softly:
"You are a waste, and Gaelaya is even more useless. Thrall doesn't know her strength. Before being eaten, she was only five steps away from Thrall. She could rise up and kill Thrall on the spot. Kane, Lowther
Ma and others are just trash, there is absolutely no way they can stop her. She can even replace Thrall, but what did she do? She was so frightened that she knelt down and begged for mercy, and was slaughtered like the useless tauren. Gaelaya, look.
Look at your pitiful appearance, this is all your own choice, no one else is to blame."
"No one dares to be an enemy of the great savior Thrall." Galaya said weakly.
"Oh, really?"
Phantom opened his pocket and poured out an orc.
Eitrigg was so frightened that he lost his mind, and Gaelaya was even more dumbfounded. It turned out to be Thrall.
Thrall rolled on the spot, knelt directly on the ground, and begged Jaina's shadow for mercy.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me. I'll give you whatever you want. Spare me, I'm just a waste." Sal's head banged loudly, and his forehead was bleeding.
Xuying said coldly: "Look, this is the savior Thrall you fear, as timid as a kobold."
"I will never allow you to treat the great savior Thrall like this." Galaya struggled to stand up.
The shadow slowly turned around, stared at Gaelaya, and threatened:
"I know a total of 1,800 ways to torture the soul. For Sal, are you willing to try it again and live forever in a torment that is worse than death?"
Gaelaya was so frightened that she couldn't speak. She was looking at Thrall on the ground, begging for mercy. All her beliefs collapsed, leaving only endless regret.
The phantom took out an exquisite dagger, half illusory black shadow and half sharp blade.
"I'm going to cut off enough of your flesh and soul. Don't worry, my skills are very good. Your lost flesh and soul will soon grow back. In the near future, the Holy Light Legion wants to resurrect you, but it's a pity that they can't.
The Shadow Realm finds your soul and can only create one. This process is slow and painful, so you have to be patient. You can scream as much as you want, and no one will hear you."