Chapter 98: Save "The Royal Sister" Theresa (Part 1)

Even in the cold late autumn, even if the wind was blowing outside Dunhold Castle, and even the sudden storm in the Hillsbrad hills still did not stop, Taresa would always try to see the tree that was knocked down by lightning - the contact location she and Thar agreed upon.

Since Thrall escaped Dunhold with her help, this habit has been with this strong and kind human girl. Every day Taresa hopes to find the traces and messages of Thrall in that secret corner, but every time there is nothing there. Taresa, the strong and kind human girl, can only comfort herself with the pale and empty saying "No news is good news."

Taresa struggled to hold an umbrella in the storm, but her actions were meaningless. The cold rain kept slapped on her body with the strong wind. The thin silk skirt was already wet and transparent. Although every step she took allowed more rain and mud to soak her boots in, Taresa was still very happy that the originally raging wind was gradually weakening. Compared with the long-lost aura of forest awakening, the heavy rain that dispelled the haze in the forest and the colorful vegetation on the pastures and forests, the water in the boots was insignificant.

The strong Thrall has become the topic of conversation for the people of Dunholder after dinner. All kinds of rumors have made Blackmore drown his sorrows every day. But for her, this is really a good thing. Several times, when she tiptoed back to her bed in the castle, she would see the lord sleeping soundly on the floor, chair or bed holding a bottle. At this time, Taresa Foxton would always sigh in pain, close the door, and fall asleep alone in her own little room.

A week ago, when the deserters who were defeated from the Arachi Highlands shelter returned to Dunhold Castle with a ridiculous story that was so absurd that even a young child could not scare them. Everyone poked their descriptions. Most people thought that these cowards were just scared by the orcs. The orcs in the story were brave and fierce, and the Thrall in the story could use the power of heaven and earth to mobilize powerful and terrifying power. This is really nonsense to many people.

But recently... the wind has changed. Taresa has heard some rumors about the ancient powers that coordinated with nature before the orcs became bloodthirsty. The orcs in the rumor can establish contracts with the spirits of the element and seek help; they can make the earth tremble, let the flames rush, let the torrents rage, let the thunder be controlled

Taresa knew Sar's wisdom well. She felt that if anyone among the orcs could reappear this power, it would be Sar. If Sar really learned those ancient skills, she wouldn't be too surprised.

With endless thoughts in her mind, Taresa found that she had arrived in front of the old tree without realizing it. She habitually glanced in inadvertently, but the next moment, she covered her mouth in surprise and gasped in big mouthfuls.

Taresa's heart was pounding, almost making her faint excited. The necklaces, the necklaces inlaid with sapphires, and the tokens that she gave to her to commemorate before Sal left. At this moment, she was lying quietly in the dark and brown tree cave. Taresa felt that the violent wind and rain seemed to no longer make her feel cold and tired. She threw down the umbrella that had just been struggling in the wind and rain, and even the wind and rain poured from her exposed erect neck into the silk skirt. Taresa trembled and reached out to grab the necklace, but because of her overly nervous and excited mood, she did not hold it tightly. The crescent sapphire necklace fell to the ground again.

"Oh, so stupid," she said to herself in a suffocational voice, and then picked up the necklace with a slightly more stable hand.

This may be a trap.

Maybe some people grabbed Thrall and found the necklace from him, and they might even recognize the owner of the necklace. But unless Thrall said the agreement between them, who would know that the necklace should be placed here? But Taresa firmly believed that no one could pick up a word from Thrall's mouth.

Tears of joy burst into tears. Taresa stretched out her left hand to wipe them off, while her right hand held firmly against the crescent sapphire pendant.

The strong and kind human girl looked around and tried to see Thrall as soon as possible.

"Maybe he is here, right in these forests, probably hiding on the edge of the cliffs shaped like a flying dragon, waiting for her help; maybe he was injured, maybe he had left his subordinates and was now isolated and helpless..." Care was a mess, and some scenes that made her uneasy and anxious constantly appeared in Taresa's mind. This human girl was worried about the safety of his "brother" Thar. Taresa held the necklace in her hand, and then tried to carefully hide it in her skirt-she didn't want anyone to see her "lost" necklace.

"Talesa? Taresa Foxton?" Just as she carefully packed her necklace, a common word with a strong accent suddenly rang behind her. Then a dozen strong figures wearing rain cloaks came out from the jungle and surrounded Taresa. A guy who looked like the captain came out of these unidentified strong men.

"Talesa Foxton?" Seeing Tareesa being frightened by the sudden change, the strong man with a strange accent and unknown identity once again spoke in an unskilled common language and asked in a louder voice.

It was not until then that Taresa recovered from the shocking change, and nodded slightly to admit her identity. The human girl, who was a little nervous and panicked, straightened her body and raised her head slightly, carefully looked at the group of strangers who suddenly appeared, trying to see through the tight faces of these people covered by raincoats and cloaks.

But a moment later, the human girl gave up this futile idea in disappointment. The heavy thunder clouds made the sky gloomy and terrible, and the downpour of rain made her vision blurry and blocked Taresa's peeping. Even if it was only a dozen steps apart, the thin human girl could not see more clearly. She could only feel the huge pressure from the strong body of this group of people and the wild and bloody smell emitted from her body.

"Ancestors are here, you finally appeared. My friends and I have been squatting in the cold rainstorm for almost a whole day and waiting. I probably tortured by this damn weather." The tall stranger who was leading the way said, in a thankful tone, whether to complain or feel. After saying that, he ignored Taresa's doubts and surprise, turned his head and shouted in a language that she was very familiar with - Orcs to his companions:

"Discover the mission target, everyone has sorted out their personal belongings, cleared the traces left by us for five minutes, and then prepared to set off and we will return to the camp."

More than a dozen fully armed strong men immediately took action and quickly cleaned up their lurking areas in the dense forest. During this process, there were times of gratitude sounds made in orcs. It can be seen that lurking motionlessly in the woodland in such a bad weather is definitely not a good job.

After accidentally hearing the orcs, he found that these unknown strangers had no intention of being harsh about themselves. This made Taresa feel much more at ease, and even faintly hoped to hear from these people the news about Thrall, which made her worry all the time. She did not notice that compared to those greedy, cunning, sinister and unkind compatriots in Dunhold Castle, the orcs led by Thrall felt more secure in her heart.

Looking at the beautiful and charming human girl in front of her, she was a little nervous and expectant at the moment, the stranger who issued the order took a few steps forward, and instead spoke in a calm tone in the tone of the mainland:

"Sorry, don't be nervous if you are frightened. Humans and my subordinates have no malice." In Taresa's burning gaze, the stranger stretched out a wearer's leather armor glove, and his thick-jointed palm lifted the hood of the cloak. A face that made Taresa feel familiar appeared in front of her.

Green skin, fangs raised from the jaw, towering wide forehead... This is an orc's face. Taresa has seen many similar looks in the orc shelter in the orc shelter in the Castle of Donghold. However, the orc in front of him made him feel something different from those orc slaves who always hunched over and lowered their heads without breath. The orc in front of him is tall and strong; his eyes are bright and energetic, and it seems full of fighting spirit. This feeling of vitality Taresa has only seen it in one orc-Sar

"We are assigned by the Great Chief Thar to come here to escort you to his side." The strong orc captain said in a gentle tone, "Dunholder Castle is no longer safe. The Great Chief is worried about your safety and orders my team to take you away. The necklace in your hand is the token... The Great Chief said that the necklace is enough to prove what I said." This orc captain is Yug Stogard, the captain of the Fourth Team of Kukaron who almost fought with Sergeant Martin's scout team last night.

"Shar, Chief? He asked you to come? How is his life now? Dunhold Castle is not safe? Are you going to attack there?" Hearing the orc captain's words, Taresa could no longer suppress her doubts and worries, and she raised several questions to the orc strong man in front of her.

This series of extremely fast speech problems made Captain Kukaron Yug Stogaard a little confused. After organizing the language, the Orcs responded in a half-baked common language: "Yes, Thrall, this powerful and noble shaman has taken over as the chief of the tribe. I cannot disclose the specific plans of the army, but we must escort you to the chief and ensure your safety along the way. Don't hesitate to follow us. Please follow us. The command of the chief must be perfectly executed without any errors."

"No, I miss him very much, but I can't go with you now. My parents are still in Dunhold Castle. If it is dangerous, I can't leave them there. Please let me go back. Maybe... maybe I can help you in the city." After hearing the Orc Captain's explanation, Taresa did not agree to the escort as Yug Stogard had expected, but wanted to return to the castle.

After touching his rosacea, Yug Stogaard had a headache. He was a strong orc warrior. If he was asked to sacrifice his life to fight on the battlefield, he would definitely be as scared as a fish. However, letting him and a human woman, especially a human woman who was pleasing to the eyes and was in love even in the eyes of orcs, was a bit reluctant to be a Kukaron elite. At this moment, he would rather fight against several well-equipped human cubs on the battlefield, at least then he knew how to swing his hammer to kill his opponent, than to be as helpless as he is now and did not know what to say to convince the mission target.

The will of the chief must be implemented, but if he forcibly forced to take away this human girl, Yugh Stokgard was worried that his rude behavior would make the chief blame him. However, just as he was worried about how to continue the mission, a "savior" soon relieved his embarrassment. A familiar voice sounded at Yugh Stokgard, just like the sound of heaven.

"Captain, there are several tails behind the target. I have already made a team of five pink skins. I left a tongue and the others have been silenced." A shadow suddenly appeared beside Captain Kukaron. Lokas* Deep Shadow, an orc whose presence is close to nothing, appeared quietly next to Yug Stogard.

"There is a tracking? Are you sure you have solved it, no omissions?" Captain Kukaron Yuge Stotgard frowned after listening to his teammate's report and asked carefully. The orc thief Locas Semi-shade nodded with certainty and counted as an answer. Although he usually acted very low-key and even so low-key that he had no presence, Locas Semi-shade was still very confident about his skills and reconnaissance ability. Yuge Stotgard also knew this. The questioning was just a routine and received a satisfactory reply. The orc squad leader ordered the team member:

"Bring your tongue up, I want to question some information"

A moment later, a human scout who was blindfolded and tied his hands tightly was brought to him by two Kukaron warriors. This was a very young and slutty human cub. He was wearing a black tights and had been wet by the rainstorm and was now tightly pressing against this human.

"Focole, why are you here?" The young scout was a long suai beside Blackmore. Taresa had seen him in the castle many times. So after realizing the face and identity of the man in front of her, she exclaimed in disbelief.

And the moment the blindfold was removed, the human scout named Foucault cursed when he saw Taresa and a group of orcs:

"Talesa, you damn bitch, Lord Blackmore's suspicion is true. You are indeed colluding with this group of vulgar and savage green skins. You will pay the price for your betrayal, you..." The human scout's roar and curse said, and it usually came to an abrupt end. The orc captain Yug Storgard, who has a good impression of Tareesa, punched the human cub in the mouth, hammering off most of his teeth.

"Shut up your stinky mouth, human cub now, I'll ask you why you are following her?" Yug Stogaard pointed at Taresa's figure and shouted at the scout.

"Cough... Cough... Don't you want to know any answer from me how to plant Green Skin and go to hell with this son, dog shit." Spit out a few bloody teeth. The human named Folkor looked very tough on the surface, and continued to curse loudly, but the constantly wandering eyes still made the keen Yug Stogard discover his inner fear.

He sneered disdainfully at the human cub in front of him for pretending to be tough. Captain Kukaron Yug Storgard kicked the captain's chest and kicked the human scout back to the ground. At the same time, he picked up the huge warhammer and pointed directly at Folkol's head and said sarcastically, "I want to pretend to be tough, a pink boy? I like to let those guys pretend to be tough and tortured the most. Finally, I can't help speaking." He raised his right foot and stepped on the captain's stomach, causing Folkol's curse to swallow back into his stomach, and he continued to retching. Yug Storgard glared fiercely with his eyes that were brutal and bloody cold light and said sternly:

"Tell me your mission, human cubs so I can consider giving you a decent way of death. Don't try to challenge my patience. I personally don't mind the pain of putting you scum on our fellow countrymen, and asking you back ten times a hundred times the reason why you followed Taresa."

The young human scout Foucault was a little timid. He began to regret his behavior as a tough guy just now. But the last trace of rationality left him gritting his teeth. He knew that once he explained the reason, he would have no value in the eyes of these vicious orcs. In order to save his life, he must continue to hold on or there would be only a dead end to wait for him.

"Bah, how can you plant green skins come and try you lowly slaves? The dirty maggots will never succeed." Folkel decided to continue to be tough, and a mouthful of thick phlegm was spit on Yug Stogard's leather pants. At the same time, he was posing for a generous attitude, quietly waiting for the torture that was about to come. Unfortunately, the tremor that was shaking all over his body still exposed his weakness and fear.

"What I hate the most are the words that insult us orcs, and the ones I hate the most are you hypocritical human cubs. They are even more disgusting than those octopus faces that open their mouths and keep their mouths closed. Now you have both, so enjoy the pain that comes next. I am looking forward to the moment you begging for mercy. In fact, the pain you experience is not worth mentioning at all." Yug Storgard looked at the human prisoner under his feet and sneered disdainfully for a while, then turned to Taresa, who was a little uneasy and fearful, and said: "I think you should avoid it. The next scene of the woman, I think the chief will not want you to see it."

He colored the deep shadow of Lokas, who pulled the human girl's arm and walked quickly into the deep forest. He led the two men away, and the angry Yug Stogaard let the two teammates who were eager to try to hold down the struggling human scouts, and said in a low but clear voice with fierce eyes:

"Start the game and experience it well, trash"

A terrifying scream suddenly sounded in the woods accompanied by rolling thunder and a magnificent heavy rain, making this area even more terrifying and weird.

Chapter 98: Save "The Royal Sister" Theresa (Part 1)

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