"Don't you know that the orcs once brought disaster to the Kingdom of Stormwind?" Robbie asked strangely: "Just over ten years ago, the orcs killed King Ryan and destroyed Stormwind City."
"Of course I know, but the men in Stormwind City all worship the orcs." The little man rubbed his hands, his eyes filled with pious light: "They say that the orcs can bring us hope and the future. Lord Grom is a
The great orc is different from those evil orcs. He is so kind and kind. Wow, I admire him so much."
Robbie was confused after hearing this. What are these? A group of hopeless lunatics.
Another way to get information is to listen to everyone's discussions.
The gamblers in the ** were obviously Orcs, and the main topic of discussion was mostly news about Hellscream and its Warsong tribe. Most of them recognized and worshiped the Orcs from the bottom of their hearts.
"I have accumulated twelve gold coins."
"It's too bad. Go home quickly, sell the old house, and support the great Grom Hellscream."
"This is my parents' savings over the years, which they plan to use for retirement. Unfortunately, my gambling skills are not good enough."
"It's okay. Find a reliable person to bet against and let him lose on purpose..."
"Saving money to marry a wife? You know that marrying a wife will mean nothing. If you join the Orc Cult, don't think about marrying a wife. Take out all your money as soon as possible to honor the great old man Grom."
"What? Your father is seriously ill and is waiting for money to save his life. Let me tell you, donating the money to the Orc Cult is true filial piety."
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Oh my God, what kind of orcism? This is obviously a money-making cult. Robbie is going crazy.
How could Stormwind City allow such a sectarian organization to harm its people?
Robbie glanced at the black cat, who made a helpless expression and said in a tone that transcended time:
"The greatest achievement of the great King Varian is that he founded the tribe with his own hands. Although he is not the leading figure, he has a large part of the credit for the establishment of the tribe. It can be said that without King Varian, there would be no tribe."
Robbie nodded. He knew what the black cat was referring to. After the orcs were defeated, King Terenas insisted on establishing an orc shelter. The seven human kingdoms, but the other five countries disagreed due to financial considerations and voted to exterminate the orcs.
, solve the problem once and for all.
Only King Varian, the lord of the kingdom that was destroyed by the orcs, did not hesitate to side with King Terenas, strengthened Terenas' confidence, and promoted the establishment of the orc shelter.
King Varian is like a naive child who doesn't know what is right and what is wrong.
If King Terenas single-handedly created the Horde, then King Varian is the biggest accomplice. To the orcs, King Varian's repayment of kindness with kindness is like a great saint, worthy of being torn to pieces and eaten by Thrall.
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But in the eyes of the people of Stormwind Kingdom, especially those whose relatives were killed by orcs, they wanted to bite Varian to death, a king who was hopelessly stupid.
No matter how many great achievements Varian made in his life, he still failed to solve the major problem of the orcs until his death, causing endless disasters. Even many years after his death, the Horde was still an enemy of the Alliance, harming the people of Stormwind City.
He is definitely not a qualified king, he is a sinner of mankind.
The black cat's ears twitched and he said slightly mockingly:
"The greatest original sin of mankind is face, and King Varian is the same. He will never think that he has done something wrong. If he does not want to change his mind, he can only try to change the minds of the people and make his wrong behavior recognized. Take it into custody.
The maintenance cost of the institute requires a lot of money, and the military expenditure of the Warsong clan is also a large expense. Under this situation, the Orc Sect came into being."
I see.
Robbie finally understood that the so-called orc sect was established to whitewash the orcs, to forcibly change the minds of the people of the Kingdom of Stormwind, and to prove the greatness of King Varian.
It is a pity that King Varian at this moment has not realized how serious his mistake is.
It's no wonder that the Warsong clan led by Grom Hellscream was able to persist in the wilderness for so long without either food or reinforcements. It turned out that his allies were in Stormwind City.
There was something wrong with Robbie's expression, which aroused the idea of the bearded Top.
"Young man, follow me." Top motioned to Robbie.
What does this mean? Robbie is not afraid of the three-legged cat skills of these gamblers, even if they swarm them.
A contemptuous smile appeared on Robbie's lips, and he followed Top out.
In the dark alley behind the tavern, Top was smoking his cigarette pipe, and it took him a long time to raise his head: "Your name is Robbie, right? Do you think we are stupid for donating our hard-earned money to a group of people who once brutally murdered people?"
Our orcs?”
Robbie looked at him coldly: "This is the basic concept of good and evil. It is clear at a glance who is a friend and who is an enemy."
Top took a serious look at Robbie and showed a pitiful expression:
"It can be seen that you are different from Margaret's other cousins. You don't have the smell of blood on your body, but you are more terrifying than the kind of desperado who lives on the tip of a knife. Your eyes are completely right.
Contempt of life is like those evil dragons, as long as you think it is right, you don’t care about killing anyone.”
As expected of a veteran who has been around for many years, he still has this discernment.
"We hard workers are indeed not as well-informed as you. Everyone has independent thoughts and his own thinking ability. The Orc Cult does not force anyone to join. We trust our own judgment, so please do as you please.
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Why do you want to leave now? It’s not that cheap.
Robbie's expression darkened and he grabbed Top's shoulders:
"Wait a minute, let me ask you before I finish talking, how many followers are there in the Orc Cult?"
Top felt that his bones were about to be broken, and he replied uneasily: "After the orc shelter in Lordaeron was established, the orc religion became popular, aiming to feed the great orcs, Stormwind City, Ironforge, Teldrassil,
There are followers of the Beastman Cult, not only among the lower class people, but also among the nobles who are more religious than us."
Oh my god, how is this possible? Things are much more serious than imagined.
"Don't you know whose hands the money you donate will eventually fall into?"
Robbie gritted his teeth and said: "This money will feed the orcs and destroy the beasts in Stormwind City. I think you must have relatives who died at the hands of the orcs. Don't you hate them?"
"My father, mother, brother, two sisters, and my three sons were all torn to pieces and eaten by orcs, and so on!" Top quickly calmed down his anger, mumbling something with a pious look on his face.
color:
"We should not retaliate with grievances. We should choose to forgive the orcs. They are just confused. We should be friendly to a great intelligent race. We must restrain the anger in our hearts. Long live the great orcs."
This was obviously brainwashed. Robbie said helplessly: "One day, you will also be eaten by orcs."
The black cat on the side replied: "You are right. In the 23rd year of the Dark Portal, in the northern castle of Theramore's never-repaired fortress, the human corporal Top was eaten by three orcs for seven days before he breathed his last.
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Top shook his head resolutely: "No, our mentor has taught us that orcs are a benevolent and loving race. They have high morals, pure nature, and are friends of mankind."
It was so hopeless that Robbie decided not to meet him.
"Young man, your heart is filled with hatred for the orcs. This is wrong. You see, even if my family is all eaten by the orcs, you should still love them. After all, that is not the nature of the orcs, but
Because they drank the blood of demons, you must learn to forgive and be compassionate. One day, you will join me in singing the praises of the orcs."
"If it's not for cruel purposes, why drink the devil's blood? Is it because of thirst?" Robbie responded, turned around and left, leaving Top with a confused look on his face.
Robbie felt there was no need to waste time on someone.
The black cat caught up with Robbie and landed on his shoulder: "You can't change a stubborn person's mind. Of course, that's not the scariest thing!"
"What's scarier?" Robbie asked.
"What is more terrifying than these sleeping fools are the smart people pretending to be asleep." (To be continued)