Chapter 355: Gathering in the Forest

The weather was fine and the temperature was suitable, so people held a banquet in the forest. This was exactly what Sal saw. The tables were filled with all kinds of delicacies, various cakes, vegetables and fruits measured by barrels, boxes of various sauces, and bottles of red and white wine, some of which were produced by the Kozan Winery. What attracted Sal was the two plates of roasted suckling pigs in the middle of the venue.

Sal's legs were a little weak from hunger, so he sat on the ground. He looked carefully at the various rich foods and the people who made them not far away. There were tables here and people there. Children were playing with all kinds of toys that Thrall had never seen before. Young girls and boys were dancing with each other. Older women were taking care of children and making food with their husbands. It looked very happy and prosperous.

This reminded Thrall of the time in Kozan Island. Vashj knew that Thrall liked to eat barbecued meat. As long as Thrall trained hard, she would hold this kind of banquet for him. Many people would participate. Everyone was very kind to Thrall, just like a big family, which made Thrall feel particularly warm.

If it was really in Kozan Sar, he would have followed him up, but it was not possible here. The Eastern Kingdom was not like Kozan Island. All races had to live in peace. The hatred between the races here was quite deep, especially the hatred between humans and orcs. Before leaving, Vashj repeatedly warned them not to come into contact with humans easily. In the Eastern Kingdom, humans would attack orcs as soon as they saw them. Although Sar had never seen this, he was still very obedient. Moreover, there was no way to use the transformation potion here. People who knew each other could not get in at all. Sar could only hope that they would have some food left at night.

Sar sat there, quietly watching those people singing and dancing to celebrate, and he didn't know what they were celebrating. Gradually, the night came, and today's moon was bright and white. The pots and pans on the table were put away. The people who held the banquet during the day were walking in the woods in groups of three or four. Sal still did not move. His stomach was now so hungry that he didn't know how to growl. The bonfire gradually went out, and some human sounds could be heard in the woods. Sal slowly got up and groped into the camp following the smell. These humans lived a rich life, and these foods were thrown here casually. Sal also touched a whole chicken. Although it was cold, the smell on it was still there. Sal quickly devoured it. While eating, Sal found a basket of unfinished fruit, and immediately took it out and started to eat.

The juice of the fruit dripped down his chin, and Sal hurried to fill his stomach. After eating, Sal went to each table to get some food, but there was not much. He touched a table and suddenly saw a little girl. The little girl was stealing food on the table. Sal was frozen in place.

"Ah!!!!!!"

The little girl's scream resounded through the night sky, and immediately a group of men rushed out.

"Monster! Monster! Dad! Help!"

Monster... This insulting word has not been heard by Sal for a long time, let alone from the mouth of such an innocent-looking little girl. The people who reacted had already taken out various weapons, including pitchforks, sickles, and even kitchen knives.

"I don't want to hurt you." Sal said in the common language.

"He! He can actually speak! Devil! Devil!" Sal's common language scared these people. A pair of people rushed over immediately.

Sal dodged instinctively. One person stabbed out a pitchfork, and Sal grabbed it. With a little effort, he dodged the weapon and hit the legs of the people who were chasing him with the handle of the fork to knock them down. He ran while hitting, and soon, Sal escaped.

Sar didn't want to kill them. These people were not his enemies. Judging from the farm tools, they were just ordinary farmers. They were engaged in ordinary production, raising livestock, having children and families. Their attitude towards the beasts was more like fear. Sar always believed that the people in the concentration camps were the real enemies. They restricted the freedom of their own people, oppressed them, played with them at will, and deprived them of their lives. Those people needed to be eliminated.

More importantly, during the years that Thrall lived in Kozan, he realized that every race has good and bad people, and humans do not completely hate orcs. For example, Taresha and Jaina are very friendly to orcs. These friendly people have changed Thrall's view of humans through their actions, so Thrall chose to escape this time.

After escaping into the safe forest, Thrall looked back at the pursuers. They did not catch up with him, and Thrall took a short rest while panting. Those people seemed to just want to protect their territory, and he did not cause any harm to them. Knocking them down was just superficial injuries without hurting the bones. Thrall's grasp of the power was very accurate.

However, the little girl left a deep impression on Sal. Not only was her intoxicatingly pure aura, but she also uttered the word "monster" when she opened her mouth. Sal's heart was hurt. He did nothing wrong, but he was given such a name and even attacked just because of his appearance. This was not fair.

Sal leaned against a big tree and tried to understand the concerns of the beastmen in the concentration camp. Orcs have no territory in this world and cannot engage in production and living. In addition, even if they own land, orcs are not good at farming and can only rely on plundering for all kinds of living supplies. As for humans, as just now, even though they have made it clear that they will not harm them, they still directly launched an attack, not to mention those orcs who do not understand the common language. The two sides will definitely fight, and if a fight breaks out, with the strength of the orcs, it will definitely be difficult for humans to defeat them. Orcs generally attack more severely, so bloodshed can easily occur, and bloodshed will make things more serious. The contradiction between the two sides will become deeper and deeper. If this contradiction is not resolved, it will be passed on to the next generation. In this way, it will be passed down from generation to generation and will eventually become a dead end.

Sal suddenly had another wish, hoping that one day the hatred between the two races would be eliminated. However, Sal himself knew how difficult it was to eliminate this wish, even his parents found it difficult to do so, but Sal still hoped that it could be accomplished while God was alive, because he did not want his children to fall into this hatred.

Shaking his head, Sal hid this wish in his heart and continued to walk deeper into the jungle, but Sal did not realize that someone was following him...