Chapter 1413 Salesman
Thrall was initially inexplicable about the arrival of this Mark.
The alliance sent a Huiyue-level master to talk about such a big event with a tribal chief like him in an equal tone.
Is it suitable?
Not suitable!
In a sense, this is already a humiliation to the tribe.
But after two sentences, Saar turned his head slightly and exchanged a glance with Orgrim. Both of them saw the shock in each other's eyes. Then they nodded secretly at the same time.
Nothing, although it was just two sentences, the tone, rhythm and expression of their speech made a thought come to their minds. Could this guy be Duke?
The one who knows a person best in this world is often his enemy.
Orgrim has been dealing with Duke for more than 20 years, and Thrall has known Duke for 8 years. How could he not be familiar with Duke's characteristics?
There is no shortage of cattle people in this world who bravely look at the two great chiefs of the tribe surrounded by a group of fierce and powerful orcs.
Those guys are often the Paladins with the strongest will in the alliance, such as the Five Silver Saints.
However, he spoke easily and always looked like a tribe. But the tribe had to submit, and there was only the only one in the sky and underground.
Even though his appearance was different, the vaguely familiar face contour made Thrall cold.
"You are Duke..." Thrall was interrupted before he finished asking.
"I am Lord Marcus's plenipotentiary." Duke was determined.
That's weird!
Thrall is indeed smart, and the problem orcs have never had a talent for actors. He and Orgrim's faces are full of words. You must be Duke Marcus's son!
Yes! I first learned that Duke was more than 20 years ago. If that romantic guy didn't make any illegitimate child, he wouldn't even believe the orc.
Are you Du’s illegitimate son?
Kurtiras?
It depends on the right age.
Oh, could it be that Jaina secretly gave birth to her when she was at the Marcus house?
When our great tribal spies were inquiring Theramore, they investigated Jaina's origins clearly.
alright.
One is alive, the other is dead.
The two big chiefs looked at Mark Duku with the expression of looking at the illegitimate child, which made Duke extremely embarrassed!
Could it be that you regard every surname with Duku as the exclusive surname of illegitimate children?
I'm not the Game of Thrones's Hunting Snow!?
"Hahahaha! Duke of Beasts, are you taking off this time?" The person who was delivering food into Karazanduke's room, a bad maid named Vanessa burst into tears and slapped the table desperately.
Duke also looked like he had eaten a fly.
Damn, I can't leave Azeroth and I'm just forced to play a trumpet. Sar, do you think it's my cub?
Damn! After that time, my baby was still brewing in the belly of the Fengxingzhe sisters.
Well, I can't even wash it even if I jump into the river.
But Duke couldn't argue.
Duke could only ask the two chiefs patiently while veins burst out from his head, “The tribe should not be able to deal with so many demonized tribe members, right?”
It is related to his compatriots. As soon as the matter comes, Sal immediately put away his gossip soul and becomes serious.
"This is indeed a serious problem. Do the league have any good suggestions?"
The evil orc I caught before was indeed pulled back and received good care.
That was just in the case of few prisoners.
The priest's holy light and the shaman's natural magic can indeed speed up the removal of the demon blood residues in the evil orcs, but the alliance and the tribe's healers alone cannot handle more than 100,000 evil orcs.
It took too long to naturally eliminate the influence of demon blood.
His childhood prison and slavery career made Thrall absolutely understand how terrible the sequelae of Demon Blood was.
Even the strong-willed tribal heroes like Grom always wake up from midnight nightmare and roar like beasts.
If you don’t kill, you have to use a nearly self-abuse method every time to suppress the urge to destroy and fight in your heart.
In Lordaeron more than ten years ago, almost every prison where orcs were imprisoned had to use iron bars as thick as bowls and hard bricks for building the city walls. Because in every cell, just seeing orcs scratches on the walls in a violent state, the depth of which was generally more than two centimeters was enough to make any normal person frightened.
And it is necessary to accommodate more than 100,000 evil orcs... Just thinking about the manpower and material resources required is enough to make Sar collapse.
Evil orcs are typical burdens before they are completely transformed into normal orcs.
But Thrall could not give up his compatriots at all.
Now that Mark Dooku jumped out, he really solved the urgent needs of the entire tribe.
At this time, Duke smiled and pulled out Eriel who was hiding behind him.
Du Zi refused this somewhat inexplicable move.
She grabbed Mr. Mark's back tightly and refused to be pushed to the front desk.
Unfortunately, this seemingly weak human mage actually had arm strength that was completely above her, so his hoof turned pale and he was pushed to the front as if he was about to die heroically.
Seeing her frightened face, she almost said the three big words "Don't eat me" on her forehead, and Thrall also smiled bitterly.
"Great Chief, now the Alliance is grandly introducing you to the Holy Water from Shatas City."
"Holy Water?" Thrall and Orgrim were stunned.
"That's right, Holy Water! The Holy Light of the Alliance Paladin is the most effective way to deal with demons. Since the evil orcs mutated because they drank the demon blood of the Abyss Lord, then Holy Water is the most effective antidote."
It is a very reliable choice to fight against the darkness with light.
It's just that embarrassing!
Back then, the orcs almost killed the Draenei people to destroy their country and seeds. Unexpectedly, the feng shui took turns, and this time they actually asked to be on the head of the Draenei people. This feeling of swallowing flies alive is so uncomfortable!
"Is Stantosom's Holy Water not good?" Orgrim proposed an alternative like a change of topic.
"Well, the essence of the Holy Light is a pure, kind spiritual energy. As a derivative of its sacred will, the Stansom Holy Water will naturally dissipate. As you leave the Holy City, the longer you stay, the lower your effectiveness will be... And the production capacity of the Stansom Holy Water is far less than supplying more than 100,000 evil orcs."
Duke's subtext is: Your tribe accepts your fate, there is no good result to eat when you want to be far away.
Orgrim's chest seemed to be blocked by something, and it felt so uncomfortable.
At this time, Duke added heavy weights to the tribe's balance to measure gains and losses.
Chapter completed!