"Uh, while my knowledge of the orc clan is limited to the course of the war, this..."

Tailsmore rubbed his chin as he looked at the reassembled hides beneath his feet, and he whispered:

"This emblem has never appeared on the battlefield, from beginning to end."

He glanced at Thrall, who was lost in thought, and asked:

"Is this the clan you came from?"

"I don't know."

There was a tremor in Sal's voice, and as he stared at the white skull emblem, he whispered:

"I've never seen it, I was covered in half a hide when I was picked up and brought back to Dunhold Castle, in fact, I don't know what clan I came from, I grew up... I was raised by humans since I was a child, and I don't know why my parents left me, but I really haven't had much contact with the orc race. ”

Taresa patted Sal on the shoulder, and she whispered:

"I've always thought that Sal, in addition to his appearance, his soul... It's no different from humans, even Captain Draco, who hates orcs the most, thinks that Thrall is innocent, and it was he who took the two of us to survive in the Alterac Valley and raised us, but unfortunately, the captain's injuries were too serious, and he died 1 year ago. ”

Tails' eyes narrowed, he sat back in his chair, looked at the orc and human maidens in front of him, and asked in a low voice:

"You said that humans raised you, who is it? Your sister is at most 16 years old today, looking at your appearance, about 14? ”

Sal glanced at him and shook his head:

"I'm 12 years old."

"Uh-huh???"

Tails' eyes widened, the orc in front of him stood up a head taller than him, almost 2 meters taller, and was only 12 years old? What did these orcs grow up eating? Is the physical fitness so good?

"Don't underestimate Thrall, you dishonest thief."

Taresa sat on the side, teasing the snow wolf, and looked at Tails with bad intentions:

"He began training as a gladiator at the age of four, killed a veteran with his bare hands when he was eight years old, Captain Drake taught him all his martial arts, and this bearskin on me is a bear that Sal killed last year, and he is definitely the deadliest hunter in the Alterac Mountains."

"That's why you brought me here?"

Tails glared at the quirky girl, and he whispered, "You think Thrall can protect you?" Come on, little kid, I didn't intend to hurt you, and I didn't come for Sal. ”

He was silent for a moment, and then decided to tell everything he knew:

"I'm here for Orgrim, do you know him?"

Thrall and Taresa looked at each other and shook their heads:

"I've heard of Orgrim, but I've never met him, his tribe used to fight against General Blackmore, and I don't have a crush on those crazy orcs, even if they're my fellow citizens, and there's something bad hidden in their bodies under the same appearance, and Taresa and I avoided them when we fled."

"Then here's the problem, Sal."

Tails playfully said:

"The masked Orgrim is looking for you, even under the siege of several human countries, he still doesn't want to leave here, and this animal skin is from him, do you understand? The Great Chief, the target of his stay here is you! ”

"Huh?"

Thrall frowned, and he asked rhetorically:

"Then why is he looking for me? At the height of his tribe, he had tens of thousands of orc warriors under his command, and he didn't lack one of me, or did I have a part of my unknown background that was implicated with Orgrim? ”

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

Tails spread his hands and made a helpless expression:

"I'm also confused, I looked for Ogrim because of a special entrustment, I collect money to do things, and I never ask about the behavior of my employer, if it weren't for the news about Ogrim from you, I wouldn't have said this, but now it seems that you may not know as much as I do, it's a pity."

He looked at the two Tsar siblings, and the Assassin shrugged his shoulders and asked with some curiosity:

"What I actually want to know is that a few years ago, when the Second Orc War was in full swing, who had the courage to adopt an orc child, as far as I know, in that cruel war, the orcs killed a lot of human children, and the humans retaliated mercilessly, I guess it should be a big man, because without a certain force, it is impossible to shelter you in the anger of the soldiers."

This question silenced Taressa, she seemed to recall something bad, she glared at Tails angrily, and turned around and left the basement with the snow wolf, this sudden anger made Tails a little incomprehensible, Sal looked at him, and after a moment, he replied:

"You are wrong about two things, first, when I was adopted, the Horde had not yet attacked the Northern Frontier, and at that time they had not even started attacking Stormwind, so I was lucky to survive, and second, I was not a big man who adopted me, Edres. Blackmore, you've heard his name, right? ”

Tails nodded, and he took a deep breath:

"A few years ago, I took a private job to retrieve a priest from General Blackmore's castle for my employer, and that was the only communication I had with the general, but then I heard that on that very night, the castle of Dunhold, which General Blackmore was guarding, was razed to the ground by the Death Knights, and even the general himself died in that battle."

The assassin pursed his lips, and he whispered:

"I hope that tragedy has nothing to do with me."

"Do you think it's possible?"

Thrall's tone turned cold, and he stared at the Assassin Tails, and he said in a deep voice:

"That night when the castle was stormed, Taresa and I tried everything to escape, I saw General Blackmore die in front of my eyes, that battle came so suddenly, no one was prepared, my adoptive father, Captain Drake, had been wondering why the Death Knights had come so suddenly, if he was still alive, he would have drawn his weapon and cut you down."

Tails' eyes narrowed, but the next moment, Sal's voice became gentle again:

"But that's him, the soldier who is always loyal to Blackmore, not me... When I was younger, I used to see Blackmore as my father, and when I grew up, I realized that he was just using me as a tool, as a vehicle for his ambitions, and he trained me to be a gladiator, and occasionally abused me, but you know what? I don't really hate him. ”

"I wouldn't have survived without his kindness, he was only a major in the kingdom of Alterac at the time, but he picked me up, and at great risk, he molded me in his own way, taught me knowledge, taught me martial arts, taught me how to protect myself, didn't want him to think at first, but he still made me who I am now, a soul who is incompatible with the brutal orcs."

Thrall lowered his head and stroked the somewhat worn hides in his hands, and his voice became a little sad:

"Even at the moment of his death, he blocked the death knight for me and Taresha, I still remember his shout, he told me to run, he said that his will will live on me, he said, I will be the king of the orcs... Oh, what a ridiculous prophecy. ”

From Thrall's voice, Tails could hear a deep sadness, he didn't know where this strange orc came from so sentimentally, but he had to admit that it was a pretty good story.

Tails drank the tea from his cup in one gulp, he stood up, patted his body, and said to Sal:

"Then you're probably never going to be an orc again in your life? Don't you want to go back to your own life? Maybe your parents were forced to leave you behind? Maybe they're still big shots, chiefs or something. ”

"I won't!"

Thrall looked up and looked at Tails with a clear gaze, a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, not soft despite the fangs, but Tails felt a hint of kindness in this smile.

"I'm not going to chase that much, as an orc, I'm very satisfied to be able to live this life peacefully, no matter who my parents are, no matter what status they have in the past, it has nothing to do with me, I don't even know my own name, Sal, it's not a good name, but it's really mine... I'm not a human, and I'm not an orc. ”

"I'll stay here and watch Taresa grow up, get married, and have my own family, I'll leave alone, Taresa is a good sister, she deserves a better life, and in this world, as long as she has a relationship with orcs, Taresha's life is over, so I hope you can keep this secret for us."

"Well... OK! ”

Tails shrugged:

"Your sister is not easy to deal with, she is full of bad ideas, and the dwarves are very good to her, as long as she continues to live in Talenmir, no one will embarrass her, but as a price for keeping a secret."

Tails reached out and grabbed the two skins on the ground, and he whispered:

"I'm going to take these two things with me, and they'll help me find Orgrim... Don't worry, I have no ill will towards that old orc. ”

Watching Tails roll up the two hides and put them in the package, there was a hint of reluctance in Thrall's eyes, after all, it was the only item he had to do with his background, but in the end, until Tails left the hut, he didn't stop it.

Maybe in his heart, Sal also hopes that all this is far away from him, and only in this way can Sal really live his life peacefully according to his own ideas.

However, when the assassin and the maiden Taresa and the strange orc Sal waved goodbye, Tails had a premonition in his heart that this different orc, Thrall, maybe, maybe General Blackmore's prophecy was true, and Thrall might really have a career in the future.

"Aha, I'm starting to think nonsense again."

After leaving the "Taresa and Sal's hut", Tails sped through the snow like a real high-ranking assassin, leaving not even a single footprint in the places he passed, and he looked at the wind and snow in front of him, thinking anxiously about where he should camp today.

Actually, Tails wasn't lying, in the hut just now, if he wanted to, Sal and the snow wolf were not a problem at all... How could an orc warrior dodge a dagger stabbed from behind?

Could it be that Tails would be stupid enough to fight Thrall head-on?

"Hehe, those sisters and brothers, it's still too tender."

Tails laughed as he carried his bag and quickly climbed up the cold ridge, and before leaving, Taresa gave him a leather coat and enough supplies to keep him warm in this environment of minus ten degrees Celsius.

"So what's next! Find Orgrim, then take the money and leave! ”

Tails whistled, he didn't want to stay in this hellish place for a minute, the next time he went on a mission, he must find a way to go to the warm south, it is said that the newly built Stormwind City is very majestic, he has always wanted to see it.

And the assassin who liked to think crankily raised his head, and seeing that it was getting dark, he looked back and sighed secretly, he knew that it was not too early, he should have rested in Thrall's hut tonight, but when he thought of that hideous snow wolf, forget it.

Spending a night in the snow and ice was an experience that a high-ranking assassin would never forget, and when he crawled out of his sleeping bag the next morning, his eyebrows were full of ice, and it took him a while to recover his stiff face, and after eating a few pieces of jerky, Tails patted his stomach and continued on his way, but this time, good fortune did not favor him again.

"Throw away the weapons, human!"

An angry roar rose from the snow, Tails turned his head suddenly, and saw a dozen orcs riding giant wolves appeared behind him, his figure fluttered quickly on the snow, as an assassin who had not yet been promoted to the grandmaster, in this shadowless environment, it was difficult for him to enter the stealth, and just after running more than ten meters, on the hillside in front of him, a whole row of orcs appeared, and the one at the head was the orc chief he had been looking for.

Orgrim...

Tyers recognized him, and he also participated in the battle on the Burning Plains, and at this time, beside Orgrim, there was an old orc wearing a blindfolded and strange robe, and when he saw the old orc wave his hand, Tails felt extremely dangerous, but before he could dodge, a howling wind mixed with falling snow smashed his body to the ground.

"Get on your knees! On your knees! ”

The orcs rode the wolf around Tails, looking at the hideous spear and the fierce wolf, the assassin gritted his teeth, and finally, he threw the dagger in his hand to the ground, half-knelt down, raised his hands, and put them behind his head.

"Bang"

The tied Tails was thrown in front of Orgrim and Elder Drektar, and an orc handed Orgrim two skins, who held them in his hands, looked at them, and clenched his fists.

He grabbed Tails from the ground and stared at him:

"I'm not interested in Grom and Fenris's invitation, now tell me, human, where did you find this!"

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