Ever since he could remember his childhood, Guyin'er realized that he was different from the people around him.
By human standards, orcs are undoubtedly ugly ghosts with green faces and fangs.
Guyin'er, who had been accustomed to human aesthetics since he was a child, was very inferior to his appearance. It wasn't until he grew up a little and met the "criminals" imprisoned in the shelter that he learned for the first time that he came from a race called orcs. .
An alien invading race that has committed grave sins against Azeroth.
These realizations further aggravated Gu Yin'er's inferiority complex.
If Taresha had never received any discrimination, consistent care and education, Guyin'er would probably have gradually embarked on the path of no return planned for him by Blackmore because of the dark emotions spreading in his heart.
As he grew older and was enlightened by Talesa, Guyin'er, who was given the name Thrall by Blackmore, began to think about the meaning of his existence, the origins of his biological parents, and whether he could see them one day.
While he was full of expectations, Guyin'er occasionally felt uneasy.
He worries that his parents are also part of the invasion of Azeroth.
The truth revealed by Sarlayan without reservation dispelled Guyin'er's doubts and uneasiness.
"The Frostwolf clan has never participated in an aggressive war..."
Guyin'er looked at the battle ax in his hand with dull eyes.
The Wolf Soul Battle Ax was Durotan's usual weapon when he was fighting in the Shadow Realm, and it accompanied him in his conquests in Maldraxxus for many years.
Holding the ax handle with both hands, Guyin'er had an indescribable and wonderful feeling, as if this weapon was tailor-made for him.
Coincidentally, Guyin'er's figure is very similar to that of his father Durotan. Apart from different skin colors, ages and temperaments, the two have at least 70% similarity in appearance.
Of course, this is based on Sharlayan's aesthetic standards, and perhaps the orcs will draw different conclusions.
Today's Guyin'er is still very immature. Considering his age, the message activation standard set by Durotan is very low. He only needs to inject a small amount of any kind of energy into the wolf soul battle ax, and the ax wielder can hear the words left by Durotan. .
Under Sharlayan's guidance, Guyin'er carefully poured anger into the battle axe.
"I am Durotan, the chief of the Frostwolf clan. I recorded this passage in the world of the dead, the Shadow Realm, and brought it to my son Guyin'er from my friend Sharlayan Deep Shadow."
"My child, I'm sorry that your mother Draka and I were unable to witness your vigorous growth and left you alone in a strange world."
"Due to the invasion war launched by the Horde against Azeroth, the native residents of Azeroth will be hostile to the orcs for a long time."
"I have learned roughly about your experiences in the past ten years from Sarlayan."
"Growing up in the human world is destined to form a worldview, values, and outlook on life that are different from those of traditional orcs. The way you think about problems is more pragmatic and diplomatic than that of orcs who value glory more than life."
"This may be an opportunity. Having received human education for a long time, you may be able to become a bridge to ease the tense relationship between the orcs and the people of Azeroth themselves."
"Listen to me, Guyin'er."
"Values derived from humans will make you have a negative impression of the orcs who actively invaded Azeroth, but please do not jump to conclusions yet."
"The reasons behind that war of aggression were not simple. It was only after I arrived in the Shadow Realm that I gradually understood the full story."
"When you get this battle ax and hear my message, you should have escaped from the prison set by humans and regained your freedom."
"Then, let's take big strides towards the Alterac Snow Mountains to find our true tribe."
"If Drek'Thar is still alive, he will teach you our culture and customs and train you to become a qualified Frostwolf Chief."
"Finally, please forgive me for being an incompetent father. Your mother and I will work hard to survive in the Shadow Realm, and we look forward to reuniting with you in the Shadow Realm a hundred years later."
"Father, Durotan."
Sarlayan didn't know what specific information Durotan left in the battle axe, but by inferring the causes and consequences, he could make a rough guess about the general content.
Guyin'er, who has been without a father or mother since he was a child, heard his father's calm and honest voice for the first time. Without realizing it, two lines of tears left his blue eyes, which represented an uncontaminated pure-blooded orc.
The Frostwolf clan is the only orc clan that has never drank the blood of demons. As a direct descendant of Durotan and Draka, Guyin'er has not been contaminated by the blood of demons.
However, due to the large number of evil orcs around them that are constantly exuding trace amounts of evil energy, except for a very few individuals, all orcs including the Frostwolf clan have been dyed green by a special effect similar to herd immunity.
To this day, the only feature that can distinguish evil orcs from pure-blooded orcs is their eyes.
Before they are completely freed from the curse of Mannoroth, the eyes of orcs who have drank the blood of demons will always be oozing scarlet, just like Nazgrin standing behind Guyin'er.
At this time, Nazgrin was looking at Guyin'er who was standing still with a suspicious look in his eyes.
During the years he was imprisoned in Durnholde Asylum, Nazgorin had become quite familiar with Gu Yin'er, a little compatriot who often came to the asylum to ask questions.
In the eyes of most orcs, except for his inescapable appearance, Guyin'er has almost no resemblance to traditional orcs. He is more like a human wearing orc skin.
This knowledge made the orcs in the shelter have a very bad attitude towards Guyin'er. Many people thought that humans deliberately fooled them in this way and taught their cubs bad habits.
The butt determines the head. When the orcs and humans have preset positions in advance, the other side will think the worst no matter what they do.
Of course, in fact Guyin'er was adopted by Blackmore for some ulterior purpose.
But this does not mean that Guyin'er will follow the path Blackmore has planned for him.
After about a few minutes, Guyin'er came back to his senses from Durotan's message and wiped away the tears that had flowed to his chin.
"I am Guyin'er."
Guyin'er began to whisper softly and gradually amplified his voice. He proudly raised his chest and looked at the snow-capped mountains of Alterac in the distance.
"I am the son of Frostwolf chiefs Durotan and Draka, and the legal heir to the chieftain of the Frostwolf clan."
Guyin'er stood up the Wolf Soul Battle Ax and placed it on his chest: "Here, I swear in the name of my father, Durotan, that I will dedicate the rest of my life to the Frostwolf Clan."
"I will pass the test of the Frostwolf clan, and as the Frostwolf chief, work hard to resolve the hatred between the orcs and Azeroth, and work with the native residents of Azeroth to build and protect our new home."
After listening to Durotan's message and officially accepting his identity, Guyin'er seemed to have suddenly become a lot more mature.
His oath made Nazgorin look surprised, and he looked at the young compatriot thoughtfully.
Noticing Nazgrin's gaze, Guyin'er looked at him calmly.
"Nazgorin, don't you believe my oath?"
Nazgrin, who came back to his senses, shook his head: "That's not true, I just don't like the rhetorical skills of humans."
"I value actual actions more than vows. I hope you can really fulfill this vow in the future."
Nazgorin solemnly hammered his chest with his right fist: "I am Nazgorin from the Blackstone Clan, Guyin'er, no matter what your identity is, you did take action to rescue us from Durnholde. Asylum.”
"In order to repay your kindness, I will leave my life to you."
"Until the day you betray the orcs or no longer need me, I will fight for your way forward. Order me as much as you like."
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Previously, Guyin'er only followed Sharlay'an's guidance and subconsciously moved closer to the Alterac Snow Mountains.
After listening to Durotan's message, Guyin'er strengthened his goal.
In order to prevent Guyin'er from finding the Frostwolf Clan living in seclusion in the mountains, Durotan thoughtfully left a detailed map to the Frostwolf Clan's seclusion in his battle ax.
"Let's go to the Alterac Snow Mountains and find my people."
Guyin'er firmly held the Wolf Soul Battle Ax in his hand and said firmly: "I will fulfill my father's expectations, pass the test of Drek'Thar, and become a qualified chief of the Frostwolf Clan. This will be my first step towards my lofty goal. step."
