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Chapter 233 Thrall's Choice](1/2)

Thrall had a strange life to these orcs.

No, and cannot hurt them.

Of course there is no such thing as a crime.

Saar himself is very clear about this.

But he has always lived a generous life, while the other party is in danger of peace and hunger and cold.

Compared with the two, it is hard not to feel guilty.

So he collected storage space and prepared to give everyone some small gifts to comfort him.

At this moment, an orc child who was previously responsible for keeping watch came over and over again.

He spoke very fast and said something to the Child King.

The other party was shocked.

He pulled Thrall's sleeve and led him toward the shadow of the tree not far away.

The group had just hid, and a young man riding a mule arrived.

And it seems to be the supervisor here.

As soon as they arrived, the orcs immediately started to show off.

The efficiency has been improved a lot.

Only the old orcs, due to their old age and physical weakness, still maintained their original speed.

Rationally speaking, his speed is no longer slow.

Far better than most human farmers.

However, due to the serious introversion of the worker, he was particularly unbearable.

The supervisor's face turned red, and it was obvious that he had just drunk alcohol before.

It's quite a bit drunk.

Perhaps there are also killing chickens to warn monkeys, making everyone think harder.

Anyway, now he will whip for a while.

Heavy whip on the old orc's back.

And his whip is obviously a special style.

Not only is it thicker than a conventional horse whip, but it is also covered with barbs.

Soon the old orc was beaten to pieces and blood was poured on.

Although the other party's kindness made Sar a little unhappy, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

What shocked Thrall even more was that the others looked numb and turned a blind eye to it.

You should know that there are many intermediate or above warriors present.

This supervisor only has the Second Ring Road.

And he was already emptied by wine and sex.

As long as you rush forward, what will the other party block?

He can die hundreds of times in an instant.

And the orcs he is optimistic about don't care at all.

The continuous appearance of watching the show also made Thrall feel heartbroken.

For this reason, Thrall asked the King of Children.

The other party has a small person and a big villain, but he knows a lot.

Immediately answered, "You are so strange. Isn't this the fate of hard work? Death early and reunite with the spirits of the ancestors is not a bad thing."

And once again he was speechless.

Salborn thought that the supervisor would give up after a few attempts to establish his authority.

I didn't expect it and for this.

The supervisor had beaten the old orc until he fainted, but he still had no intention of stopping.

At this moment, Thrall thought of the previous words of the Children King, and couldn't help but have a terrible guess.

It would be impossible for the supervisor to beat him to death, so the child king said he would meet his ancestors?

Thinking of this, he no longer cared about hiding. He immediately mobilized his magic power and began to cast spells.

The next moment, the surrounding gravel condensed into a ball.

Accurately hit the supervisor's heart.

It immediately made him fall into a coma.

Then he took out the potion to treat the injury and applied it to the old orc internally and externally.

Then he waved the staff to clear the supervisor's recent memory.

In this way, the other party should mistakenly think that he was just drunk after awakening.

Orcs who won't take their anger offend to pick cotton.

I have to say that Thrall thought very carefully.

Everything is foolproof.

He already has a very good behavioral style of his teacher Fister's plan and action.

The old orc should have been a powerful warrior at its heyday.

The vitality can be said to be quite tenacious.

Now after Thrall's treatment, not only has he lived without fear, but he has also woken up slowly.

And this time, his attitude improved a lot.

Although it still has a guiding tone, reprimand means much less.

Unfortunately, Sar still couldn't understand a word.

Fortunately, the orcs have come to him.

It was precisely because of his magical means of driving stones and taking objects in the void that he looked at him with admiration.

So Thrall asked them to translate.

The child king immediately cleared his throat and said, "He said, 'Dolontan's descendants or tribe members, right? Maybe he is right, but we losers don't need your cheap mercy'."

This was the first time that Thrall heard the name Durotan, but he felt a sense of intimacy.

Immediately asked the old orc for his relevant information.

Unfortunately, after the other party said the previous words, he was completely silent.

Let him wear his mouth apart, he still doesn't say a word.

It made Thrall feel extremely disappointed.

At noon that day, he stepped into the principal's office again.

Not only did the confusion not be resolved, but the mood became heavier.

Looking at Fest, he wanted to speak but stopped for a few times.

Fist turned a blind eye to Thrall's changes and said lightly: "Now you know what I say is true?"

"Yes. Thank you for your care all the time. But they... I really..." Sarze said incoherently.

The inner chaos can be seen.

Fist simply said for him: "So you want to help those prisoners of war who have committed numerous crimes?"

When Thrall heard this, he was silent.

After a while, I found a reason: "At least the children are innocent. They should not live a slave life since childhood..."

Fist was quite satisfied with this answer.

For ten years, he has given Thrall a systematic history education and has taken him to visit the monuments of the war.

Visited the families of the victims.

Therefore, Thrall has a deep understanding of the crimes committed by the orcs.

It has almost reached the level of ideological stamping.

Even if I sympathize with prisoners of war, I dare not cleanse them.

But having this mentality is not enough. Fist further increased his mindset: "This idea is correct. But I want you to guarantee that children of other races will not be put into similar situations because of you."

Upon hearing this, Thrall realized something, but hesitated without hesitation: "I promise."
To be continued...
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