For the arrival of this Mark, Sal was at first inexplicable.

The alliance sent a Huiyue-level archmage, but he talked about such a big matter with a tribal chief like him in an equal tone.

Is it appropriate?

Square peg!

In a sense, this is already a humiliation of the tribe.

But after two sentences, Sal tilted his head slightly, exchanged a look with Orgrim, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes, and then the two secretly nodded at the same time.

Without it, although it was only two sentences, the tone, rhythm, and demeanor of the speech made a thought pop up in their minds for the first time - isn't this guy Duke himself?

The people who know a person best in this world are often his enemies.

Orgrim has been dealing with Duke for more than 20 years, and Thrall has known Duke for 8 years, so how can he not be familiar with Duke's characteristics.

There is no shortage of cattle people in this world who are brave enough to look at the two great chiefs of the tribe surrounded by a group of fierce and fierce strong orcs.

Those guys are often the most determined paladins in the alliance, such as the Silver Five Saints or something.

However, he spoke lightly, always in the tone of a tribe, but the tribe had to give in, and there was only one one in the sky and on the ground.

Even though the appearance was different, the vaguely familiar contours of his face still made Sal shudder.

"You're Duke......" Sal interrupted before he could finish asking.

"I am Lord Marcus's plenipotentiary. "Duke is categorical.

It's weird!

Thrall is indeed smart, and the problem orcs have never had much talent as actors. He and Orgrim had a sentence written all over their faces - you must be Duke Marcus's son!

yes! It's been more than twenty years since I first learned about Duke's, and if that amorous guy hadn't made any bastards, he wouldn't even believe the orcs.

You're someone's illegitimate son, right?

Kurtilas?

It depends on the right age.

Oh, could it be that Gianna was secretly born when she was at Marcus's house?

When our great tribal spies were inquiring about Theramore, they found out all about Gianna's origins.

All right.

One alive, one dead.

The two big chiefs, looking at Mark Dooku with an illegitimate expression, made Duke extremely embarrassed!

Do you think that everyone with the surname Dooku is the exclusive surname of an illegitimate child?

I'm not a Game of Thrones embarrassment Snow again!?

"Hahahaha! Duke of Beasts, have you gotten away this time?" a bad maid named Vanessa, who was delivering food into Karazanduk's room, burst into tears and slapped the table.

Duke himself also looked like he had eaten a fly.

Nima, Lao Tzu can't leave Azeroth, forced to play a trumpet, why do you think it's my cub Sal?

Damn! After that biu~biu~biu, Lao Tzu's cub is still brewing in the belly of the Windranger sisters.

Well, I can't even wash it by jumping into the river now.

Duke couldn't argue with that.

Duke could only smoke from the green tendons on his head, and at the same time he had to patiently ask the two great chiefs: "The tribe shouldn't be able to deal with so many demonized clansmen, right?"

It's about compatriots, and as soon as the business comes, Salton put away his gossip soul and becomes a straight face.

"This is indeed a serious problem, does the alliance have any suggestions?"

The evil orcmen caught before were indeed pulled to the rear and were well cared for.

That's just when there are few prisoners.

The priest's holy light and the shaman's natural magic can indeed speed up the removal of demonic blood from the evil beast's body, but the alliance and the tribe's healing people alone will definitely not be able to deal with more than 100,000 evil orcs.

It would take too long to naturally remove the effects of demonic blood.

As a child in prison and as a slave, Thrall knew absolutely how horrible the aftermath of demonic blood was.

Rao is a strong-willed tribal hero like Grom, who wakes up in a midnight nightmare and roars like beasts.

If you don't kill, then every time you have to use an almost masochistic way to suppress the impulse to destroy and fight in your heart.

In Lordaeron more than a decade ago, almost every prison where orcs were held had to be made of iron bars with thick bowls and hard bricks for building the walls. Because in every cell, just seeing the orcs scratching the walls in a berserk state, with a depth of more than two centimeters, is enough to make any normal person tremble.

And it will contain more than 100,000 evil orcs...... Just thinking about the amount of human and material resources required was enough to break Thrall.

The Orcs are a typical burden until they are completely transformed back into normal orcs.

But Sal simply couldn't give up on his countrymen.

Now this Mark Dooku jumped out, and it really solved the urgent need of the entire tribe.

At this time, Duke smiled and pulled out Iriel, who was hiding behind him.

For this somewhat inexplicable move, the hoof is refused.

She grabbed the Mr. Mark by the back and refused to be pushed to the forefront.

It was a pity that this seemingly weak human mage actually had the arm strength completely above her, so the hoof's face turned pale, and he was pushed forward with a look of impatience.

Looking at her frightened face, she almost wrote the three big words 'Don't eat me' on her forehead, and Sal also smiled bitterly.

"Great Chief, now the Alliance is solemnly introducing to you, holy water from Shattrath City. ”

"Holy water?" Thrall and Orgrim were stunned.

"That's right, holy water! The Holy Light of the Alliance Paladins is the most effective means of dealing with demons. Since the orcs were mutated by drinking the demonic blood of the Abyss Lord, holy water was the most effective antidote. ”

It is a very reliable choice to fight darkness with light.

It's just that embarrassing!

Back then, the orcs almost killed the Draenei to the point of extinction, but they didn't expect feng shui to take turns, and this time they actually asked for the heads of the Draenei. It's so uncomfortable to swallow flies alive!

"Isn't Stratholme's holy water okay?" said Orgrim, suggesting an alternative as if to change the subject.

"Well, the essence of the Light is a pure, good spiritual energy. As a derivative of its Divine Will, the Stratholme Elixir will naturally dissipate, and the longer it is left away from the Holy City, the less potent it becomes...... Moreover, the production capacity of Stratholm Holy Water is far less than enough to supply more than 100,000 evil orcs. ”

Duke's subtext is: Your tribe resigned itself to fate, and there is no good fruit to eat at the expense of the near and far.

Ogrim's chest felt like something was choking, and it was uncomfortable.

At this time, Duke added a heavy weight to the balance of the tribe's gains and losses.

"The Alliance has tested that if an orc can get a sufficient amount of holy water of moderate concentration, with a good diet, it will generally return to normal orcs within one to three months, and quit the mad addiction to demonic blood. It just so happens that there is now the purest holy light creature in the entire universe in Shattrath City-Naru!"