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Chapter 149: The First Confrontation

Regan didn't know much about Thrall, basically limited to the internal information of Stormwind City and Jaina's description. Although MI7's report was as objective and detailed as possible, it was still mixed with some human standard consciousness.

There is some discrepancy between nature and the real Sal

As for his wife's description, it was fair. At least she didn't have any disparaging words about Thrall because of the unfounded "scandal". Instead, she quite admired the orc shaman's peaceful policy. In fact, if you think about it, you can understand that human beasts

The aesthetics of the two races are very different. Even if Thrall, who grew up in human society, has an admiration for Jaina, will a female mage with high eyes fall in love with this green-faced and fanged monster?

Calm and composed, and decisive in situations. On these points, the MI7 report is surprisingly consistent with what Jaina said. It seems that in addition to Orgrim's will and the noble status of his parents, Thrall can be the weakest.

Nian, the commander of the entire tribe, naturally has two tricks, and he must not take it lightly.

Passing through the long aisle of the chief's hall, Regan arrived in front of Thrall's throne under the guidance of Seedorf.

I have seen many luxurious and bizarre seats of power, but the throne that symbolizes the supreme ruling power of the orcs is extremely simple: a few huge animal bones and mammoth tusks build a base, and what is covered on it is just a very ordinary

It's just an animal skin, which is quite different from Thrall's awesome name.

When Ragen raised his head, what he saw was a pair of extremely deep eyes, brave, courageous, calm and compassionate, almost making the knight mistakenly think that they were the eyes of a certain saint.

After only a moment of trance, Regen concealed his surprise well. He put his hand on his chest and bowed his head slightly. He said respectfully to Thrall on the throne: "Dear Chief, I am the hereditary Baron Ke of the Kingdom of Stormwind.

Christine Regan, on behalf of His Majesty Varian Wrynn, King of Stormwind City, Supreme Military Commander of the Alliance, and many of his subjects, I would like to extend my sincere greetings to you and the people of Orgrimmar!"

"General Christian?" The surprise on Sal's face flashed away. He had heard of the name of this dragon-slaying knight, but he didn't expect that the other party was so young. After a slight start, Sal immediately recovered.

Normally, he smiled and nodded in return to Reagan, and took the credentials presented by Seedorf.

"Master Christine, I wonder how your Majesty Varian and Prince Anduin have been in good health in recent years?" Thrall looked at the letter in his hand while greeting Regan who was sitting down. "Your Majesty and I only met four years ago.

We met once during the peace talks, but now that I think about it, it’s like yesterday’s flowers…”

"I'd like to ask, Great Chief, Your Majesty and His Highness the Prince are in good health, and recently, young Prince Anduin has been apprenticed to the High Priest of Tyrande, practicing the way of healing." Regan and Thrall did not communicate with each other.

It's laborious, and it feels like chatting with ordinary humans, just with a few more honorifics.

Thrall nodded as if he was pleased: "That's very good...I heard that in addition to the title of baron in the alliance, Lord Christine also serves as a general of the Seventh Legion?"

Regan was stunned for a moment when he was asked. He was a little confused as to why the other party changed so quickly, but he still said honestly: "Yes, I am now the co-captain of the Seventh Army, but with Havers and Li

The Oriks in front of you are just mediocre officials..."

"You seem to be too modest, Lord Christine," Sal smiled slightly and put the letter in his hand on the table next to him. "General Havers and Duke Leoric are indeed the Alliance Gods of War, but they are

You still don’t have the guts to build a city under the eyes of my orc warriors..." At this point, the Kor'kron warriors in the hall raised their foreheads one after another, as if to confirm the chief's words.

"But on the other hand, you, this alliance general, have made the name of Dragon Slayer Knight resound across the entire continent in less than a year, and you are also building a military town only a few hundred miles away from Orgrimmar..."

Although Thrall spoke in a relaxed tone at this time, there was no such intention in his tone, "I have to say that you, Christine, are the most courageous general in the alliance!"

Here it comes! Regan secretly sneered in his heart. He knew on the way that Thrall would not ignore the matter in Morning Mist Town. Although Overlord Saurfang pinched his nose and admitted it because of the weapons transaction, it definitely did not mean that this was the case.

The head of the tribe will just let it be! After all, no one else is allowed to snore on the side of the bed!

“The warchief is serious,” Regan said with a smile. “As for the establishment of a military town in Dustwallow Marsh, in fact, this was not a decision made by me or the Alliance High Command. It was a decision made by His Majesty Varian based on Lord Jaina’s request.

Troops were dispatched to protect the transportation routes of Theramore Port... If you feel there is something wrong, it may be more appropriate to discuss it with Ms. Jaina."

Thrall bumped into something that was neither soft nor hard, but he was not annoyed at all. After all, the whole alliance had already known about Jaina and Regan's trouble. What is the fastest thing in the world? Of course it is.

Gossip spreads very fast, and there is so much gossip about celebrities! So he is naturally well aware of Reagan’s little calculations.

"In this case, this matter will not be mentioned. I will confirm it with Ms. Jaina later," Thrall said softly but with a strong tone, "However, you later took in the wanted criminals of my orc allies and sent them to you."

How is it that he has embezzled all the stolen money he brought from Under Armor and will not return it? Are all the generals in the alliance born as bandits?"

Faced with Thrall's aggressive questioning, Regan remained calm and said with a relaxed smile: "I have heard about this matter, but it is slightly different from what the chief said... If it is allowed, I hope to let that person

Each party will make his or her own statement.”

"The person involved?" Sal frowned, but after thinking about it, he nodded and said, "Okay, let him come in and see what this wanted criminal who stole tens of millions of gold coins has to say!"

Regan smiled and did not refute, and whispered a few words to Seedorf beside him, so the Kor'kron warrior walked out of the hall, and after a while, he brought in a short and insignificant goblin - he

Naturally, it was Granzo Pano, the financial officer of Chenwu Town who came here with the envoy team.

"Are you the fraudster from Under Armor?" Sal looked at the nervous Grandseau and asked in a deep voice.

"Yes...no, no, warchief!" The always sharp-tongued goblin sweated profusely under the pressure of Thrall and many Kor'kron warriors, and explained incoherently, "It was the goblin prince who wanted to frame the villain, so he did this

Put such a charge on my head!"

Sal snorted coldly: "Really? But where did those tens of millions of gold coins and numerous inventory materials go? Could it be that they were all thrown to the bottom of the endless sea? You said you were unjust, but Ander Mai and Jing Jing

Everyone in charge of Jicheng has identified you as the main culprit, and there are all the witnesses, so what else do you have to deny!"

Thrall's words were repeated one by one, and in the end he almost judged the goblin with a ferocious voice! Even though a mere businessman in Grandso was a little smart, how could he have seen such a battle? He was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat and spoke inarticulately.

I can't even say the whole thing.

"Please stop a moment, Chief!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Regan stood up to block Sal's pressure on Grandso, and bowed respectfully, "Of course I don't dare to question what you said. I think it must be true.

It's true... but I don't know if the Great Chief has considered it. A few months ago, Granzo was a powerful CEO of a group with endless power and money, but why would he risk such a huge disgrace to become a thief?

You commit a crime and live in constant fear for the rest of your life?”

The expression on Sal's face remained unchanged and he said: "Why?"

"Because some people want to seize his power and property, or even put him to death!" Regan pointed at Granso, who was silent in Vino, and suddenly raised his voice, "The laws of goblins have always been chaotic, but

There is one thing that I highly respect, that is, the sanctity of private property! Even if a creature from the gods comes in person, you will never take away the gold coins that I have worked so hard to accumulate! The reason why Grandseau fought back was entirely because of trade.

The persecution of Prince Gallywix!”

Regan cast an encouraging look at Grandso, "Go, Grandso, tell Chief Sal all about the injustice and oppression you have suffered, and I think he will seek justice for you!"

Sal pondered and did not speak. With this situation in front of him, Grandzo became more courageous, and his originally stuttered speech became clearer. He explained how he had worked for Gallywix for decades and finally climbed to the position of CEO of the group.

But I didn't expect that the other party was assassinated because of his suspicious character.

At the end, he said with tears that even if he gave up his position and returned to Under Armor, hoping to live a worry-free life for the rest of his life with the wealth he had accumulated through hard work, the abominable Gallywix still would not let him go, and used unwarranted means to

All his money was plundered for the crime, leaving him to live like a poor man.

"... Chief, I have no intention of deceiving anyone. I just want to seek justice by my own means. If this is wrong, then I really have nothing to say..." Grandseau's expression at this time was as if he was mourning for his heir. Even if

Even a hard-hearted person can't help but be moved by this, let alone the relatively simple orc warriors around him.

Although the Kor'kron warriors have strict military discipline and must not make small movements or words while on duty, it can be seen from the eyes of these orcs that Grandso's tragic offensive has obviously had an effect.

Seeing this, Reagan added with "righteous indignation": "Mr. Grandseau has worked hard for Andermeier all his life, but what he got in return is this. Even though I know that taking him in will offend the Goblin Prince, as a

The dignity of a preacher of the Holy Light makes me obligated to do so! If the chief still wants to blame him now, then Regen will definitely have nothing to say..."

After saying that, he bowed deeply and said nothing more. The chiefs' hall fell into silence for a while.

Thrall, who was sitting on the throne, was silent for a long time, and suddenly burst into laughter: "It's better to meet than to be famous. The alliance star is really good!"


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