Chapter 359: A Blessing in Disguise

The first level? Thrall frowned. Now he began to wonder if these orcs would not let him see Grommash no matter how many exams he passed. The roar of hell? Or Grommash was not here, and they were just making fun of him? Or was Grommash already dead? After all, was it necessary to go through such a complicated process just to meet a clan chieftain?

However, despite his dissatisfaction, Thrall still waited quietly. As long as there was a chance, he would go all out.

"So what is the second level?"

Sal stared into Iska's eyes. Iska spoke the next words as if he were speaking ordinary words: "A question of will. Bring it in!"

An orc came in with a sack on his back. When he came in front of Sal, he threw the sack on the ground without any care. When he opened the mouth of the sack, it turned out to be a human boy! The boy's hair was tangled together and he was covered in dirt. The few places with less dirt were covered with blue and purple scars. His eyes were sky blue, and they were full of fear.

"Do you know what this is?"

"A child, a human child." Sal had a bad feeling.

"It's a boy, and boys will grow up to be men, and men will become orc killers. They are irreconcilable enemies with us. If you really feel that your two 'masters' have brought you humiliation, then do it, revenge! Kill this child, don't let him grow up to be able to kill you."

The boy was frightened and kept making sobbing sounds from his stuffed mouth. Just now, Iska said in the common language. The orc next to him was so pitiful that he kicked him squarely in the tail. The child curled up tightly and couldn't make a sound.

Sal watched all this with great anger. Their expressions told him that this was true. Sal stared at Iska, who was looking at him with interest.

"I refuse!" Sar said firmly.

"Why?"

"He is not a warrior. Killing civilians is not a glorious battle. Orcs value honor rather than killing!"

Iska pointed to the ground and said, "But the one lying in front of you now is a hidden danger that may threaten the safety of your compatriots in the future!" "

But he is still a child! He is not a threat at all now. No one can predict the future. Judging from her clothes, she is a child from the surrounding villages. The people living here are farmers. They farm and hunt. Those so-called weapons are used to capture wild animals, not orcs!"

Iska immediately retorted, "But in the war, the farmers here will take their weapons to the battlefield, and this boy is no exception. She will also hold a spear. Charge at one of us and make us bleed! Aren't you going to meet Hell's Roar? If you don't kill this child, not only will you not see him, you won't be able to leave this place alive!"

The boy on the ground cried silently, as if he had accepted his fate. At this moment, Thrall thought of Taresha and Jaina. Not all humans are bad. No one can wantonly deprive others of their lives, let alone a child! In Thrall's heart, Grommash's impression and status were declining rapidly. This leader was not a good person, as he could allow his subordinates to bully a child! Relying on them to liberate the orcs? Too naive!

Thrall took a step back and said, "If this child picks up a weapon and charges at me in the future, I will kill him without hesitation on the battlefield, because it is for the survival of my people. But I will not kill a poor child who has no ability to resist, no matter what race he is. If I can't meet Grommash Hellroar because of this, then I won't meet him! I don't want to have any contact with such an orc clan! Even if I die, I would rather die than do such a shameful thing!"

"What a pity." Iska shook his head. "You have already chosen your own fate. So goodbye!"

Suddenly, several fully-equipped orcs appeared around. Thrall raised his axe and looked around vigilantly. Valeera in the shadows had straightened her body. As long as these orcs took a step forward, she would rush out.

At this critical moment, a terrifying scream pierced through the tense air and echoed back and forth in the closed cave. Thrall couldn't help but cover his ears. The scream was about to penetrate his bones. Thrall looked in the direction where the sound came from. An inconspicuous small place covered with animal skin was taken off, and a tall red-eyed giant walked out.

Thrall had seen countless orcs, but this one was different than any other he had ever seen. His long black hair fell over his shoulders, and his two large ears twitched from time to time, reminding Thrall of the sergeant's strange appearance, with a dozen earrings shining in the firelight. His leather coat was red and black, which stood out against his green skin, and there were chains hanging from many parts of his body, swinging as he moved. His entire jaw was black, and at this moment, it was wider than Thrall had ever seen before. It was he who had made that terrible roar, and Thrall felt that the name Grom Hellroar was indeed worthy of its name.

The scream that pierced the soul disappeared, and the orc spoke: "What are you doing!"

He strode up to Thrall, his eyes were the color of fire, but Thrall saw a hint of darkness in them. The look of the orc in front of him made him feel very uncomfortable, as if he was belittling him, so Thrall stared at the orc in front of him hard, not losing any ground.

"I am Grommash. Hellroar." The big orc spoke. As expected, he was the Grommash Hellroar that Thrall had been looking for. "How much do you know about kindness? Thrall of Durholde? Thrall who was raised by foreigners, have your foreign parents taught you when to show your own kindness and why?"

Without waiting for Thrall to answer, Iskar walked to Grommash and bowed deeply.

"Your Excellency Hell Roar, we captured this child just to please you..."

"You idiots! It seems that the comfortable life these days has destroyed your will, right! I now hope that his parents can find our nest by following the traces you left behind! We are warriors! We are brave and proud warriors, at least we used to be! We are not butchers of children! Your behavior is simply a shame! You bring shame on us!"