"Squeak~~" The thick Tieshanlan door shaft made a slender sound due to the lack of oil lubrication, which was especially clear in the dim and quiet prison.

"All in!"

Fangs stood in the doorway with torches, motioning for the three of them to enter.

"You all know why you're here," Rhaegar appeared behind them from behind, unshackling them one by one, and looked up at them with the glimmer of torches, "don't think about running away, because this is Orgrimmar." ”

Bloor and Valella seemed to be used to it, and walked in obediently, except for Locke.

Locke stood beside him, calmly meeting his blue eyes, "You know why I'm here, Rhaeggar. ”

"Now, you're a deserter who happened to be caught by me." Rhaegar chuckled, looked at Locke calmly and said, "No one can take you away from me, no one." ”

"If you really think so," Locke paused, holding out his hands in front of him, "If you were a shaman, you should be able to use your powers to find out what was wrong in my body, and if you want me to help you win enough money, I think you need to solve the problem I'm facing." ”

The shaman looked at Locke in surprise for a moment, and after making sure that the latter was not joking, he put his hands on Locke's shoulders, and streams of green energy entered him... Then he frowned, "I didn't expect this, you don't look like a person whose strength has been limited. ”

"Oh shit, you're a paladin?!"

"Isn't that obvious?" Locke withdrew his arm and looked at him with a smile, "As a human nobleman, isn't it common for paladins to be common?" ”

Rhaeggar's brow furrowed high, on the one hand, he was worried about the problems in Locke's body, and on the other hand, he was also worried about Locke's identity.

"Go in, I'll figure out how to deal with the problem in your body tomorrow." Rhaegar said uncertainly, then pushed Locke in, "Alright! Listen to it! I don't care who you were before. But now, under me, you are all my gladiators! So far, humans, you and the Blood Elves are both fighting with your own experience and habits, which is not okay. It may be that you will win some victories in the early stages and attract the attention of others, but if you find out the trick in the arena, you will soon be defeated and die there. ”

"You need to train some gladiators to be more fierce and cunning, and not to cling to the past. Luckily, you humans, and the two of you, the Blood Elves, share Bloor's thirst for victory, which will allow us to do more with less. ”

"Broel, I'm going to teach you how to channel that power... Control anger. Rhaegar looked at Bloor, who was silently looking at him in the cage, and then at Locke and Valera, "You're going to be champion gladiators in heads-up or team fights, I'm sure you'll be like that!" ”

Locke leaned against the damp wall and looked at Rhaegar with his arms folded, who was still chattering to them, "Of you, only Bloor has actual combat experience, so it's not important and there's no need to worry. Because when you leave here, you will be good gladiators. Trust me, I'm a master gladiator trainer! ”

"In less than three months, you will be going to participate in the gladiator tournament of the air of doom, and the result is beyond doubt, you will definitely be the champion!!"

"What if it doesn't work?" Valera said unhappily, "How is it possible to live in such a dirty environment as a pig's nest and not be supported by adequate equipment?" ”

"Oh, you'll get enough support until then." Rhaegar chuckled, "That's enough to get the best out of you, but if not..."

"Then you're dead..."

"That's it! Rest well. After today, in the future, you will not have such idle time! ”

Rhaegar snorted a few times, then turned and left with Fangs and Vicul.

Three rotten linen blankets spread on the ground, surrounded by stones piled up on the walls and in the ground to prevent the enemy from escaping. Above them there was a skylight that allowed them to see the sun overhead—they were kept in an underground cell in the arena.

Broel obediently found a blanket and lay down, taking the opportunity to regain his strength. Valella looked away from Bloor, and found one of the blankets, grabbed it and beat it vigorously, her face full of disgust.

Smoke flew from the cell, and despite the slight dissatisfaction, neither man spoke. After all, the blood elf is a little girl, and it's normal to love cleanliness...

Not long after Locke lay down on the rest of the blanket, Fangs came and shouted at him, handed him a full suit of leather armor through the railing, and told him to throw away the clothes that had become rags.

Holding this set of leather armor that is not new, looking at Valrela, who has already turned her head to the side, Locke quickly put on the leather armor of the orc.

The cell fell silent again...

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Early the next morning.

"Let's go!"

Bloel held a stick in both hands, and Valella held a pair of short knives with no blades, and the two looked at each other with their weapons linked and gritted their teeth.

Due to the irresolvable contradictions between each other, after coming to the arena for training, the two are facing each other!

"Druid, do you fight me with such a broken stick? You'll be embarrassed to be defeated by me! Armed with unslashed twin knives, Valera taunted Bloor.

"My weapons are rotten? Blood elves? Bloel slammed the stick in his hand at Valera with a whistling sound with his mouth wide open, "The strength of a druid does not depend on his weapons!" It's up to him by the power of nature! ”

"We're fine... We Night Elves know honor! We fight with strength!! Roar!! ”

At the end of the sentence, Bloor's body began to swell and gigantize against the laws of nature, and the clothes on his body seemed to melt into his body, and a tuft of body hair began to grow rapidly and took up most of the space in his body.

When he stopped casting spells altogether, a large brown bear appeared opposite Valera.

Locke, dressed in a suit of orc soldiers' leather armor, leaned against the wall with his hands folded, looking at Valella and them, listening to Valera's taunts.

"Oh, bearskin, you're easily provoked... It's good, a beast without a brain..."Valera narrowed her jaw slightly and squinted at the black bear, the corners of her mouth tilted up slightly, "Let me bleed you!! ”

Locke was watching them from a short distance, which made the orc trainer who was in charge of training them in gladiatorial combat very dissatisfied, and he turned his head to Rhaegar standing beside him and said, "What's wrong with that white-skinned guy over there?" Rhaeggar? Why did he stand still? ”

Rhaegar glanced at Locke and didn't pay any more attention, instead looking at Valera and them, saying, "He refuses to fight to entertain others. ”

"Oh? Then I'll whip him up, maybe I'll boost his spirit..."The orc trainer laughed and pulled the whip in his hand and crackled.

"No, no. He still has a little problem with him, I can't fix it for the time being, and I need other shamans to help me. Rhaegar stopped talking and shouted to Valella on the battlefield, "Hey! Blood Elf! Hurry up and use your strengths to deal with Bloor's weaknesses! Your current behavior is not what a good Assassin would be... Wait a minute! They are..."

A goblin with monocle engineering red glasses, followed by minotaurs, trolls, and undead chained arms. They watched Rhaegar and the elves fighting in the field.

The orc trainer glanced at it and turned his gaze back, "The Doom Squad of Goblin Fireeye, the trolls of the Darkspear Tribe, the Minotaurs of the Terror Totem Clan, and the Forsaken of the Undercity. Nice strong combination. ”

Locke noticed the combination for the first time, and he narrowed his eyes and looked at them carefully. The Forsaken were not surprised to be here, as they were part of the tribe, and Locke was curious about how the undead had managed to get through his defenses to Kalimdor.

Locke's gaze was blazing, which made the group of inhuman groups on the other side turn their eyes to him as well.

They whispered, smiling unscrupulously at Locke's unbridled finger and chuckling, but Locke didn't say anything, just looked at them calmly.

As if it was feeling that this was boring and might be despised, the one in this group, who was more than two meters tall, the tall and swarthy Minotaur soybean-like yellow eyes glared, and the severely deformed lingua franca said, "Human!" Does Rhaegar want you to be his secret weapon to guarantee his victory? ”

"Hahahaha!" The goblin leader burst out laughing, "Rhaegar! He's just a human, Bloody Eye is dead, do you think he can take Bloody Eye's place? Humans are far worse than bloody eyes! ”

"Isn't that right?" The Minotaur said slowly, but his eyes didn't look at Locke with the slightest contempt, "Rhaegar may have planned to give us the prize money for the Bad Luck Championship..."

Locke looked at the cow in silence, still unmoved, as if they were provoking Rhaegar and not himself. He wasn't going to make a move until Rhaegar hadn't promised him.

"That's for the best, Rhaegar." The goblin looked at the orc shaman with a grin, "I hope you can admit defeat as soon as possible, so that you can stop the loss in time..."

Rhaegar didn't speak, and like Locke he didn't like verbal fights, but in his heart he had already made some kind of decision.

"Put away the whip, I've got a better decision." Rhaegar grabbed the orc trainer's shoulder, who was about to teach the ignorant human a lesson.

In the eyes of the orcs, the untouched words of the minotaurs and goblins are a blasphemy against honor. This is generally unacceptable and understandable to orc society.

"I trust my eyes, now just waiting for him to make time."

The orc trainer stopped, and he let go of the whip in his hand, "In that case, then I have no opinion. Anyway, you are the head, and winning or losing is yours. ”

The orc trainer went to the side to call out to Bloor and Valella, and Rhaegar walked over to Locke's side, looking at the latter calmly, who also looked at him calmly.

"I'm already looking for someone to help you get rid of your troubles, but I want you to correct your attitude in the meantime. You're now my gladiator, and their disobedience is in their eyes, which makes it hard for me to do it. Rhaegar motioned for Locke to stop the battle and look at Valella on the other side, "I know it's not lawful to detain a free man in private, but you don't have a choice right now, because I need that victory to prove something." And you, the best person for me, believe in my eyes. ”

"I'll cure you of your troubles before heading to the Breath of Doom."

"Eventually... I'll set you free..."