Durotan said that his son could speak from birth, possessed powerful Fel, and could summon a large number of Imps.
Nobundo and Miu'en initially thought it was just boasting, as it was a common practice among Orcs, but it turned out to be true.
Miu'en's expression turned serious. Durotan's son was supposed to be a top genius, so how did he end up like this? There must be a story behind it.
"Okay, I'll arrange for you to meet your parents right away."
The Durotans lost a lot of blood, but after a few days of recovery, they are now able to get out of bed and walk.
When the family of three met, Gudan simply sat on the ground, silent, showing no joy whatsoever at the reunion with her loved ones.
The Durotans looked embarrassed, and Draka's eyes were red.
"My child, you have suffered."
Gudan looked up at his parents. "Why did you hand me over to Orgrim? I've told you countless times that Orgrim is a bad person, but you just wouldn't listen."
Durotan's face paled, and he said weakly, "My child, I was wrong to trust Orgrim, and I've ruined you."
"Do you know how I've lived all these years?" Gudan roared angrily, biting his lip tightly. "Orgrim tortured me in all sorts of ways, boiling me in water, cutting off pieces of my flesh and eating them. My extraordinary talents were completely ruined, turning me into a useless piece of trash. Are you satisfied now?"
Durotan beat his chest in frustration, "My child, it's all my fault. Blame me!"
Gudan's expression was cold, showing no sign of forgiveness, and a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I knew you'd say that, Durotan. Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. If you'd just been misled by Orgrim, that would be one thing, but you're Orgrim's best friend. Don't you know him? Handing me over to him is just to cripple my talents and prevent me from threatening your position as chieftain of the Frostwolf Clan."
Draka looked at him in astonishment. "Child, how can you doubt your father like that? You are our own flesh and blood."
Gudan ignored his mother, staring intently into Durotan's eyes:
Tell me, is that what you think?
Durotan sighed, "I know it's useless to explain, my child, your father loves you. Blood is thicker than water, and that cannot be changed."
"Haha, haha!" Gudan burst into laughter, tears streaming down his face. "Durotan, you're still acting even now! Do you even know about the Eye of Kilrogg?"
Durotan was taken aback when he heard this.
The Eye of Kilrogg is a type of magic used by Warlocks. It is said that when mastered to a high level, it allows one to eavesdrop and see without being detected.
"I heard your conversation with Orgrim."
Gudan watched with a smile as Durotan's face paled, enjoying watching him slowly sink into despair.
"You told Orgrim: 'If this child is handed over to Gul'dan, he will surely be carefully nurtured and his future will be limitless. He will rightfully become the leader of the Orcs. Once he passes on his Fel to the Orcs, we old folks will be useless. We might as well eliminate him sooner rather than later.'"
Durotan took a few steps back, speechless with surprise.
Gudan gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren't for the fact that they wanted to use me to threaten Gul'dan, I would have been devoured alive by Orgrim long ago. I suffered endless humiliation and torture, and my talents were completely ruined. Disappointed, Gul'dan parted ways with Orgrim and entered the Tomb of Sargeras to find a way to heal me."
Nobundo and Miu'en were taken aback, not expecting so many secrets to be hidden within.
According to historical records, three years Dark Portal, Gul'dan fell into a coma due to a spellcasting error. Orgrim Doomhammer seized the opportunity to ambush the then Warchief Blackhand Blackhand and took his place.
Orgrim killed most of Gul'dan's men, and in order to survive, Gul'dan had no choice but to pledge allegiance to Orgrim.
During the siege of Lordaeron six years after the Dark Portal was opened, Gul'dan led his main force away from the Battlefield, resulting in the Orcs army's defeat.
There is a contradiction here.
How could the controlling Orgrim allow the disloyal Gul'dan to command Half-Orcs army?
No Orcs chieftain would have made such a basic mistake.
Could there be another hidden story behind this?
Gudan closed his eyes and said sadly:
"When I was completely crippled, Orgrim lowered his guard, and Gul'dan seized the opportunity to send people to rescue me from my misery. On the way to find the Tomb of Sargeras, I received meticulous care; those were the happiest days of my life. The only person in this world who was kind to me was Gul'dan. If you had handed me over to Gul'dan, it wouldn't be that useless Thrall sitting on the Warchief's throne, but me."
Draka was unable to defend himself and could only meekly reply:
"My child, Gul'dan is only using you."
"That's because I have some use." Gudan coldly scrutinized his parents. "How do you treat me compared to Gul'dan?"
Durotan closed his eyes and said expressionlessly:
"Since you already know, I won't hide it anymore. That's right, from the moment you were born, we've treated you like a monster. We've never shown you any affection."
"Hehe!"
Gudan, with an indifferent attitude, turned to look at Nobundo and Miu'en:
"You all heard that. Don't try to threaten me with them; they're worthless."
Having lost their usefulness, would the Earthen Ring be willing to expend resources to feed the Durotan couple?
Miu'en hesitated and asked, "Gudan, are you doing this for revenge?"
"Revenge? You overestimate them." Gudan sneered. "Back in the Tomb of Sargeras, Gul'dan told me: ' The Orcs have endured many hardships, and the future holds many trials. They need a true strongman to save them, and I am that chosen one.' Unfortunately, he didn't know that my heart was already filled with hatred."
At this point, Gudan's eyes shot out two terrifying beams of cold light:
"One day, the Orcs will face a life-or-death crisis, kneeling on the ground begging for my salvation, and I will coldly refuse them."
Nobundo and Miu'en left to discuss the matter outside.
Miu'en sneered, "This Gudan is already ruined. He thinks the Orcs will perish without him? How laughable."
Nobundo said, "He's just a substitute for Thrall. If Thrall is saved, he'll lose his usefulness."
Unfortunately, rescuing the real Thrall is a difficult problem.
The two discussed it for a long time, but couldn't come up with a solution.
Just then, Mr. and Mrs. Durotan came to visit.
Durotan asked with a serious expression, "Are you sure Gudan is exactly the same as Thrall, the Savior?"
Nobundo, puzzled, nodded and said, "It's absolutely true, he is one of the substitutes for the Savior Thrall."
Durotan and his wife exchanged a glance, their eyes revealing a secret, but in the end, Durotan made the decision.
"We've been hiding some of the truth. Actually, Draka gave birth to twins; one was exceptionally bright, while the other was quite ordinary."
Nobundo and Miu'en's expressions changed, as if they had connected the dots. Miu'en asked:
Where is that child?
Durotan recalled, "When Draka gave birth, the Orcs army was crossing the Dark Portal. The initial battles were not going well; our forward positions were breached by the humans of Kingdom of Stormwind, forcing us to retreat. That's when the child was lost."
Nobundo whispered, "So, the child was captured by humans?"
Durotan nodded. "Later, I learned through various channels that the Kingdom of Stormwind sent some of the spoils of war to Karazhan."