Chapter 148 The First Encounter of Two Future Stars (End)

"Sizzle--pop!"

Behind the house, Thrall used a lightning arrow to accurately hit the iron man target. Vashj clapped her hands and praised little Thrall.

Vashj gently stroked Thrall's sparse green head: "Well done, I'll make you a delicious meal tonight."

Little Thrall grinned and chuckled: "Hehehe, thank you, Mom."

Vashj smiled and curled her eyes. She felt very comfortable when she was called Mom.

Little Thrall happily ate the black "food". The things made by this mother here are really unique. Although these foods don't look good, they are really delicious.

Thrall took a spoonful and showed a happy look on his face. In the past two days, when I didn't learn how to use lightning arrows, I ate steamed buns and pickled vegetables, although they were better than what I ate in Durnholde. I have to thank the mage named Jaina for being able to eat such delicious food. She is such a good person.

As Thrall ate, he paid attention to Vashj's expression. He saw her smile gradually disappear from her face and she opened her mouth: "Gu'el."

Thrall stopped chewing and looked at Vashj nervously. When she called out her orc name with this expression, something bad would always happen. This was the case when she asked him to practice lightning last time.

"I will teach you a new spell after dinner. You have to keep practicing it."

Thrall choked and his face turned black due to the redness. Vashj asked unhappily: "Do you have any opinions?"

"Mmmm," Thrall shook his head incoherently. "

Then eat quickly."

Suddenly, little Thrall lost his appetite. He quickly ate a few mouthfuls of rice and went to learn new spells.

"The name of the spell is Lightning Chain, which is an advanced spell of Lightning Arrow." Three new little iron men appeared behind the house. Vashj stretched out a fist and flicked her index finger. A lightning bolt flashed back and forth between the three iron men.

"This is the effect of Lightning Chain. It is a group attack, but the attack power is lower than the single attack of Lightning Arrow. I will teach you how to release it now."

Vashj explained it to Thrall twice, and this time Thrall remembered it all. Seeing that Thrall remembered it all, Vashj continued, "Practice well. I'll give you five days."

After Vashj left, little Thrall looked listless and returned to his room, covered with the quilt and fell asleep.

The next morning, Thrall went to the trial field to make contact, while Jaina, who helped her yesterday, slept until she woke up naturally. Jaina, who was sleeping comfortably in the VIP room, saw lightning flashing in the woods from the balcony.

"Huh, it's that little orc again." Jaina smiled and put on her clothes and went downstairs.

"Hey. Thrall, you are still practicing here."

Little Thrall turned around happily and said, "Grandmist Jaina! I'm practicing new magic."

"Ah?" Jaina was a little surprised. "You just learned Lightning Bolt yesterday, and you have to practice a new spell today. Don't you want to rest?"

Little Thrall shrugged and said, "Mom taught me a new spell yesterday."

"Oh my God!" Jaina felt this was simply unbelievable. "Your hand hasn't healed yet. Doesn't your mother consider these?"

Little Thrall subconsciously put his hands behind his back. Jaina sighed and said, "You have to rest for a while. You are so young. Your body won't be able to bear it if you go on like this."

Little Thrall said, "But I'm stupid. How can I learn without more practice?" Oh

my God! Jaina didn't know how many times she looked up at the sky today. If learning a spell after mastering the principle for the third time is called stupid, then should she be called dumb?

"Thall, you are the smartest orc I have ever seen. Many humans can't compare to you."

Jaina was afraid that Thrall would not believe her, so she added: "I am telling the truth."

Little Thrall looked at Jaina's sincere eyes and suddenly became happy: "Really? Do you really think I am smart? In Durholde, they scolded me for being stupid every day, and often beat me because of my stupidity."

"Dunholde? Isn't that a concentration camp?" Jaina was stunned. "You said they beat you? But I heard that concentration camps are very friendly to orcs?"

"It's impossible. I was beaten almost every two or three days when I was there. Look here. These are the scars left by their whipping. If my father hadn't taken me away from there, I would still be suffering there."

Little Thrall took off his clothes and revealed the scars on his back. Seeing is believing. The shocking scars shocked Jaina.

"Your father is such a good man..."

"Yes, they treat me much better than those people in Durholde." Thrall said after getting dressed, "So I don't want to let them down. I will work hard to learn everything they teach me."

Jaina nodded. If it were her turn, she would work so hard. Jaina suddenly thought of Thrall's name: "Thar, did they also give you your name?"

Little Thrall shook his head and said, "No, it was the lord of Durholde who gave it to me."

"Then..." Jaina asked cautiously, "Then do you know the meaning of the name?"

Little Thrall said very calmly, "Yes, it means slave."

"Didn't your parents give you a new name?"

Little Sal scratched his head with a smile: "They did give you a few names, but they gave up on them all when they were not satisfied. Besides, mom said that the name was just a code name."

"So they just keep calling you Sal?"

"Not really. Mom calls me Go'el."

Jaina asked expectantly, "Can I call you Go'el then?"

Little Thrall was confused and hesitated for a long time, and finally agreed to let the big sister who helped him call him by another name. He took two steps forward and whispered, "Okay, but don't call me that in front of others. Mom only allows Dad to call me that, even Sister Dragon who is very kind to me is not allowed!"

Jaina showed a helpless smile: "Your mother's possessiveness is really strong. Go'el, don't call me Master Jaina, just call me..."

Jaina thought for a while. Thrall asked her to call him by another name, so she would make an exception: "Just call me Gina."

"Okay, Master Gina!"

"Pfft." Jaina laughed, rubbed her hands in front of her body, and made two ice cubes, and pushed one to Thrall.

"Guel, tell me your story in Durnholde." Jaina decided to ask the orcs from Durnholde about the truth. If they were lying, then humph!

Thrall frowned. He really didn't want to think about that time, but since she asked, he would tell it himself.