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"The Headwind Territory, or Karazhan, is the Kingdom of Stormwind in the southern part of the mainland." Thrall replied immediately.

The orc children looked at each other.

Clearly no concept of geography.

After a while, the child king said: "It seems to be a very far away place. Can all the orc slaves there wear clothes as good as yours?"

As soon as these words came out, Thrall was at a loss for words again.

A strong sense of guilt arose.

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Thrall had never known these orc children before.

Can't and can't hurt them.

Of course there is no crime.

Thrall himself is also very aware of this.

But he has been living a good life, while the other party is precarious, hungry and cold.

Comparing the two, it's hard not to feel guilty.

So he searched for storage space and prepared to give everyone some small gifts for comfort.

At this moment, an orc child who was in charge of sentry before ran over in a hurry.

He said something to the kid king very fast.

The other party was shocked immediately.

Pulling on Thrall's sleeve, he led him towards the tree shadow not far away.

Just as the group of people hid, a young man riding a mule arrived.

And it seems to be the overseer here.

As soon as they arrived, all the orcs immediately showed their strength.

The efficiency has been improved a lot.

Only the former old orc, due to old age and frailty, still maintained the original speed.

Rationally speaking, his speed is not too slow.

Much better than most Terran farmers.

However, due to the serious introversion of the workers, he is particularly unbearable.

The overseer's face turned red, obviously he had just drank alcohol before.

It's a bit of a drunken madness.

Maybe there is also the consideration of killing chickens to scare monkeys, so that everyone will work harder.

In short, now he will whip the whip.

He beat the old orc heavily on the back.

And his whip is obviously a special style.

Not only is it thicker than a regular whip, it is also covered with barbs.

Soon the skin of the old orc was ripped apart and dripping with blood.

Although the other party's revenge made Thrall a little unhappy, but at this moment he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

What shocked Thrall even more was that the other people looked numb and turned a blind eye.

You know, there may be many fighters above the intermediate level present.

This supervisor only has the second ring.

And at a glance, his body has been hollowed out by wine and sex.

As long as they swarm up, what can the other party do to stop them?

You can die hundreds of times in an instant.

And the orc children he was optimistic about didn't care.

Even watching a good show made Sal feel heartbroken.

Thrall asked the King of Children for this.

The other party is a big kid, but he knows a lot.

Immediately replied: "You are so strange, isn't that the fate of hard labor? It is not a bad thing to die early and reunite with the spirits of the ancestors."

And again he was speechless.

Saar originally thought that the overseer would give up after a few blows.

Did not expect and why such a thing.

The supervisor had beaten the old orc until he fainted, but he still had no intention of stopping.

At this moment, Thrall thought of what the Kid King had said earlier, and couldn't help but have a terrible guess.

Could it be that the overseer wanted to beat him to death, that's why the child king said to meet the ancestors?

Thinking of this, he no longer cared about hiding.Immediately mobilize the magic power and start casting spells.

The next moment, the surrounding gravel condensed into balls.

Accurately hit the back of the supervisor's heart.

Immediately he fell into a coma.

Then he took out the potion to treat the injury, and applied it internally and externally to the old orc.

Then he waved his staff and cleared the overseer's recent memory.

In this way, the other party should mistakenly think that he is just drunk when he is sober.