Jaina's remarks are a bit of a black-school taste, which may be different from the mainstream multiracial harmonious coexistence policy in the alliance. As a countermeasure, it is still an insurance policy.

Hoozi had different opinions: "Draini still can't trust the orcs. How many times have this been? The first time was the blood of the demon, and the second time was the power of Yashaji. Is it going to be the third time?"

"His Excellency Eriel, if I am really so worried, I think the orcs can learn the way of the Holy Light." Tirion's proposal was simply amazing.

At this time, Duke, who is the commander of the league, smiled: "What a wonderful idea. I think it's good, just do it. And I think I can add something."

"For example?" Tyrande and everyone were curious.

"This time, what caused tribal turmoil and deepened the tendency of war was the traditional orcs who were backward in safari lifestyle. The practice of scrambling the hunting grounds without prey is too backward. So we sent back part of the land in the barren land to the Frostwolf clan and taught them farming techniques. I personally can be responsible for assisting the Senario Council and further transforming the land in the barren land."

"This is good." Malfurion was the happiest thing to see this scene. No matter who uses the land, it is a good thing to be able to repair the scars of the earth.

"Then, I forced Thrall and every orc in his Frost Wolf clan to learn the common language within the deadline. If I cannot complete the task after the expiration, I will be punished with non-violent punishment. I didn't think about it. Poor communication is one of the root causes of conflicts. If I can better understand each other, it will reduce a lot of unnecessary friction."

"Finally, it is the lifestyle of a fixed settlement. With farming as the basis, lifestyles must also be changed accordingly. I think the alliance can do a lot."

In a sense, what Duke did was more like colonization. When a country or nation was ruled for a long time, many lifestyles and ways of thinking would be subtly changed under the washing of time.

It’s like Ah San was ruled by the Sun-Battle Empire for a hundred years, and to this day, he can still see traces in all aspects. The inextricable relationships in it are even more endless.

Since Thrall chose to join the league as his last resort, don't blame the alliance for assimilating the orcs.

After the throne meeting reached preliminary consensus, Duke summoned Thrall.

The change in status made the two no longer have the same state as before.

Duke did not deliberately humiliate Thrall or something. First, there was no need for that, second, it was too petty.

The winner has been decided and it is no longer an enemy, so there is no need to do that kind of miserable thing.

Duke entertained Thal at the Royal Palace of Lordaeron. As Queen Carlia's husband, he owned a small palace covering an area of ​​1,000 square meters in the Royal Palace of Lordaeron.

He didn't want to be so troublesome, but the four queen wives insisted on building a palace for Duke. This made Duke even more confident in his name as the "Uncrown Emperor".

Of course, being a demigod of elementality is also a kind of high-spirit for the queen of the mortal world. The powerful and nobles of all countries are proud of it.

When he arrived at the Royal Palace in Lordaeron, Thrall was filled with emotion. Under the guidance of Vanessa, the hero of thieves, he entered the living room.

Queen Caria came out and said hello and left. In the magnificent living room, only Duke, Thrall, Vanessa and Vasqi, who were maids.

Duke thoughtfully prepared a large pot of Lordaeron's ale for Saar, which is a specialty of Lordaeron.

Picking up the large-sized wine glass specially prepared for the orcs, Sal took a big mouthful without hesitation. Duke noticed that Sal used his big green finger to pick up a napkin prepared on the dish and wiped his mouth.

"It's a nice taste, think about it, I haven't tasted it for almost fifteen years."

"Fifteen years?"

"Well, I'm still a slave gladiator, and occasionally I'll be rewarded with some ale by the 'master' for being excellent. Although I hate that life, I still like ale."

"Oh? Do you think the Frost Wolf Clan is a slave this time?" Duke's face showed a playful smile.

Who knew that Thrall curled his lips: "When I was a child, I felt the most disgusting. When I grew up and became a chief for a long time, after the situation between the alliance and the tribe changed, I realized that there was something more terrifying in the world than being a slave, that is, the destruction of the entire race."

Duke was silent. It was not that he could not follow the words, but that he wanted to see Thrall's enlightenment.

Thrall stared at Duke: "The tribe was defeated, and the orcs were also defeated. I came with the awareness of the loser. Even if the alliance once again regarded the orcs as slaves, my fellow Frost Wolf clans and I recognized them."

"What are you asking for?"

"It's very simple, the reproduction of the orcs. Orcs are a great and brave race. They have made many mistakes and taken many detours. I don't think orcs should be destroyed. At the same time, I think orcs will be a good supplement to the alliance, and the alliance will always need warrior professionals."

Duke is really unfathomable, and Thrall can only continue to persuade Duke to accept the orcs as a salesman on the premise that the Throne Conference has not yet reached a conclusion.

"In this alone, the league has many alternatives, such as the burly Taurus and the Draenei. If we need agile, we still have werewolf."

"Their numbers are too small. They can be used as elite assault forces, but they cannot be used as regular and consuming forward warriors." Thrall said that if he had not had a typical orc appearance, no one could imagine that he was an absolute orc. This was simply betrayal of his compatriots!

Duke was surprised.

For a moment, Duke almost thought that Thrall had some conspiracy. This kind of kneeling and licking without moral integrity, are you really Thrall?

But the next second, Duke discovered that Sal was still the same Sal.

He is smart, rational, and courageous.

"If the alliance is led by others, then I will probably do this, in order to seek the survival and reproduction of orcs, I will bow my head. Then I will wait quietly for the opportunity, and when the alliance is weak or careless, I will destroy the alliance from within, and at least I will have to escape the slavery of the alliance."

"Well, what about me, the leader of the alliance?" Dukean then leaned back, leaning his back on the sofa, crossing his legs, and putting his fingers on his thighs.
Chapter completed!