Chapter 227 Return to Orgrimmar

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"Master, I want a hug!"

As a succubus, Melina couldn't stop. Sitting on Michaela's lap, she kept seducing him, wanting to do whatever she wanted to do in broad daylight.

In her words: "I actually encountered two Dreadlords before, and I couldn't stand it anymore!"

Fortunately, Michaela was strong-willed (by her own admission) and resisted Melina's charm, saying: "Ahem, Melina, I won't hug you until I get back. Now we have to do business first. We will arrive at the airport soon." Gas."

The deserted land, as its name suggests, is a red wasteland with few native plants and only rocks and windy sand. From an economic point of view, this place is worthless.

But strategically it is completely different.

When you open the map, you will find that the north of the Badlands connects the dwarven territories of Dun Morogh and Loch Modan, while the south has a path leading directly to the Redridge Mountains, the territory of the Kingdom of Stormwind.

do you understand?

Although the Desolate Land is desolate, its land is sandwiched between the two kingdoms of dwarves and humans. As long as you can control it, you can divide the two forces of the Alliance on land.

Therefore, the Dark Iron Dwarves and Black Dragons have all set up camps here, and the tribe is no exception.

Thrall once ordered the officer Gottus to organize an expeditionary force to station in the northwest corner of the deserted land and establish the camp Kargas, so this expeditionary force was called the Kargas Expeditionary Force.

Just now, Gautus, who was having lunch with his men in the guard tower, suddenly heard the guard's announcement:

"Sir, a blood elf is approaching the camp from the south."

"What? Blood elves? South?"

Gottus put down the steak in his hand and immediately wiped it with a cloth

mouth, and then followed the guard out and started thinking at the same time.

Although the blood elves have joined the tribe and are considered allies, they live in Silvermoon City in the north of the eastern continent. How could they come to the deserted land, a place where birds don't shit?

Moreover, there is a road leading to the Searing Canyon to the south of the camp. Could it be that the other party is coming from the Searing Canyon?

its not right!

Why would a blood elf travel all the way to Searing Gorge?

The more Gotus thought about it, the more something was wrong, and the more suspicious the visitor became, until he followed the guards to the southern entrance of the camp and saw Mikaela being held there by other guards and the succubus behind him.

A warlock?

Gottus, who came up to him, looked at Mikaela cautiously and asked, "What are you doing!"

"Michaela snorted coldly, stepped forward and slapped Gottus on the face, then kicked him in the abdomen and knocked him to his knees on the spot. Just when the other orcs wanted to rush forward to help, Michaela La calmly took out the tribal ambassador's..."

Knowing that the above article must be Torina's masterpiece, Michaela immediately said: "Stop, stop, stop! That's enough, Torina, don't open your mouth and keep silent. It's boring."

Torina said "cut": "Then what do you want to do?"

what to do?

Of course, it is to show the glory of the blood elves!

I saw Michaela covering her left chest with her right hand, leaning forward slightly and bending over to salute, showing civilized etiquette to the extreme:

"Hello, my name is Mikaela, and I am the tribal ambassador appointed by Warchief Thrall. This is my ID."

While talking, Michaela took out the tribal ambassador's certificate from her pocket and handed it to Gottus.

The reader took it and saw that it indeed had the seal representing the tribe and Jaina's emblem.

The certificate is genuine.

As an orc, Gottus could not deny the authority of the warchief, so his eyes when he looked at Mikaela became much friendlier, but he still had many questions.

"Hello, Ambassador Michaela, my name is Gottus, and I am the leader of the Kargas camp."

While returning the certificate, officer Gottus asked: "As far as I know, the regular channels for diplomatic relations between the Horde and the Alliance are through Theramore. May I ask why you came to the desolate land?"



Alas, forget it. "

Michaela waved her hand and said, "After I completed the diplomatic mission, I wanted to take this opportunity to see other areas of the Kingdom of Stormwind. As a result, I was sapped by the Blackstone Orcs in Redridge Mountain."

"ah!"

Gottus was stunned for a moment: "How did you escape from those guys?"

"What, me?"

Michaela snorted and said, "You have to ask the Dark Iron Dwarves. When I was in Blackstone Mountain, I was beaten up by those dwarves again."

"Wow."

Gottus looked at Mikaela in front of him with joking eyes: "Should I say you are lucky or unlucky?"

"Michaela, you are so awesome."

In the spiritual world, Torina clapped her hands and applauded: "You are telling the truth, but you are not telling the whole truth, but you can make the other party make associations and imagine various scenarios."

That's right, under Michaela's selective truth, the experience that Gottus imagined was:

"Ambassador Michaela was actually sapped by the Blackrock Orcs in Redridge Mountain, and then ravaged by the base beasts; and then was sapped by the Dark Iron Dwarves when he was sent to Blackrock Mountain, and then...

Later, the interrogator Gerstarn tore off all his clothes except for his underwear, and tortured him with all kinds of perverted torture. In the end, Michaela used his unique special ability to defeat the opponent and successfully escaped to heaven! "

Well, it is indeed very exciting. I believe Mikaela would definitely applaud if she knew the content of Gautus's imagination.

In short, at this time, Michaela had become a legendary existence in the eyes of Gottus, but Michaela himself had no feeling about it. Instead, he directly asked after entering the camp:

"Lord Gottus, is there a way to return to Orgrimmar? As an ambassador, I must go back and resume my life."

"Yes, yes, of course!"

Gottus immediately said: "There is a mage from the Undercity in our camp. She can open the portal back to Orgrimmar. I will let her come over now."

"Thanks."

Although Michaela had a polite smile on his face, he was wondering in his heart, why did Gottus suddenly become so attentive?

Forget it, it would be a good thing to return to Orgrimmar quickly.

Privately, Michaela is concerned about her sister Marlenia; publicly, the deal with Bolvar must be notified to Warchief Thrall immediately.

While waiting for the mage in the camp, Gottus asked: "Ambassador Michaela, aren't you having lunch?"

Michaela glanced at Gottus and said, "No, I'll talk about it back to Orgrimmar."

"oh."

Gottus didn't say anything, just stood there waiting with Michaela. A few minutes later, a female Forsaken mage wearing a purple robe came to Gautus.

"Gotus, you called me?"

Forsaken Mage

While talking, he also noticed the strange blood elf next to him: "Excuse me, who is he?"

"He is Mikaela, a tribal ambassador who was arranged by Warchief Thrall to visit the Alliance. Now he comes to our camp to return to Orgrimmar to report back to the Warchief."

After that, Gottus also introduced Michaela: "Her name is Vivian Lagre, and she is the mage in our camp."

Vivian also looked at Mikaela with doubtful eyes. Like Gottus, she knew that the traditional diplomatic route of the tribe took the Theramore road, and it was impossible to come to the deserted land.

Apparently Michaela has a story.

"Okay, Vivian."

Gottus ordered: "Open the portal to Orgrimmar, our ambassador is going back."

"OK."

Vivian immediately chanted a spell and raised her hands. The arcane magic wave condensed in her palms. After a few seconds of casting, a space portal appeared in front of Mikaela.

"finished."

Vivian said: "This portal can last for ten minutes. Ambassador Michaela, please hurry up."

Michaela nodded slightly, but he did not enter the portal immediately. Instead, he turned to the succubus Melina who had been following him and said:

"You go back to the void first, I will summon you later."

"no problem."

This time, Melina was obedient and immediately twisted her graceful body into the portal leading to the void.

Michaela, who watched Melina leave, also stepped into the portal leading to Orgrimmar...

However, just a few seconds after Michaela's front foot left, Vivian approached Gottus and asked:

"Gotus, our tribe and alliance's

There is no such thing as a deserted place on the traditional diplomatic route. How did Ambassador Michaela end up in the Kargas camp? "

Gottus said solemnly: "I asked Michaela before, but guess what?"

Vivian asked: "What's wrong?"

Gottus told all the plots he had imagined, and even added a lot of "original" content, such as how Michaela was steadfast and unyielding when being ravaged by the base beasts, and was later used by the interrogator Gerstarn. He told all the stories about how he gritted his teeth and endured the perverted torture, and then seized the opportunity to fight back and pinned the interrogator Gerstarn under his body.

"Ah, ah!"

After hearing the above-mentioned "personal experience" of Mikaela, Vivian was stunned on the spot. As a tribe member stationed in the deserted land, Vivian knew the secrets of the Blackstone Orcs' Base Beast Four and the Dark Iron Dwarves' ally Twilight's Hammer. Interrogator Gerstarn, how perverted and cruel they really are.

And Michaela is the only strong man who can withstand it so far and seize the opportunity to escape and ascend to heaven.

"He is a legend!" Vivian said.

Gottus even believed: "Therefore, it is necessary for all tribe members to know Ambassador Michaela's experience..."

At the same time, Mikaela, who had just returned to Orgrimmar, did not know that he had become a legend in some aspects. All he had to do was go to Thrall's fortress to report back to the warchief.

Following the old rules, under the guidance of Nazgrel, Sal's confidant and old friend, Mikaela finally met Sal in the office.

"Michaela, you're back."

Thrall, who was sitting on the throne of the warchief, ordered someone to give Mikael

He sat down and asked, "What does Stormwind City say?"

Mikaela said: "I met Regent Bolvar in Stormwind City, and he seemed not to be interested at all in our Horde's actions in Kalimdor."

"Huh? Not interested!"

Thrall frowned. It seemed that his judgment was wrong. If he had known that the Alliance was not interested, there would be no need for him to send an envoy to explain the situation.

Just when Thrall thought everything was over, Michaela spoke again: "But, Warchief, Regent Bolvar seems to be very interested in the Arathi battlefield."

Arathi battlefield?

Thrall certainly knows what the Arathi battlefield refers to, but it has nothing to do with him. The tribal forces participating in the war are the Defiler Legion of the Undercity, not the Orc Legion under his command, so even if Regent Bolvar has some influence on him...

etc!

As an orc raised by humans, Thrall immediately tasted the taste: "Did Regent Storm give you something?"

"That's right, Warchief."

Michaela took out the transaction document Bolvar gave her from her pocket and put it on the desk in front of her.

after……

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