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Days of Courting Death in Azeroth
Chapter 371

Saving Mr. Thrall

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Garona looked out the window in frustration, feeling like a complete failure.

Lady Paula Angel, a renowned diviner in Elwynn Forest, has successfully integrated into the upper echelons of Kingdom of Stormwind society through her human identity, making her a well-known figure within the small circle of diviners.

Almost every noble in Stormwind City who is interested in divination knows that there is a stunningly beautiful diviner in Elwynn Forest. She is low-key, mysterious, refuses to attend any balls, and never interacts with any nobles except for divination.

A truly skilled diviner should focus solely on divination, displaying unwavering dedication and craftsmanship, rather than being a social butterfly adept at navigating social situations. This was the prevailing view among nobles.

More and more nobles came to have their fortunes told, which made Garona extremely busy.

She had to find excuses to limit the number of visitors, only performing divination for five visitors a day, and they had to make appointments in advance to ensure she had enough rest time.

Unexpectedly, this aligns with the strategy of scarcity marketing, making the name Paula Angel even more well-known.

Of course, it's impossible to know how many nobles came for her beautiful face and slender, voluptuous figure, hoping to win her heart.

There are even rumors that Paula Angel is actually the young widow of King Terenas, and the stepmother of the Lich King Arthas.

Garona was deeply saddened and worried upon hearing this. She had been in Elwynn Forest for far too long, constantly in danger of being exposed, yet she still hadn't seen her target, King Varian Wrynn.

She didn't know what was wrong with His King; perhaps he was being monitored by the Black Dragon Princess, or even imprisoned.

As a Legendary Stealth, Garona once planned to infiltrate Stormwind Keep for reconnaissance.

But when she learned from casual conversations with the nobles that Stormwind Keep now had a large number of Kobold servants, she immediately abandoned the idea.

These industrious Kobolds are almost everywhere, scattered throughout every corner of Stormwind Keep.

They worked tirelessly and without complaint, were enthusiastic and playful, and their workload was completely equivalent to that of a female worker, but they only asked for one-fifth of the pay.

After all, Kobolds don't need beautiful clothes or expensive cosmetics, and their requirements for food and shelter are extremely low; they are satisfied as long as they can fill their stomachs and shelter from the wind and rain.

Garona realized that this was all prepared for her.

She was a Legendary Stealth, but her expertise in potion-making was limited. Her Orcs bloodline gave her strong muscles and a strong body odor, but lacked the brilliance of her mind; she couldn't concoct a potion to mask her own body odor.

The Kobolds ' loyalty to the Black Dragon Princess was beyond question; Garona guessed they were probably Black Dragon Princess devoted followers.

Kobolds have a tradition of worshipping Dragonkin or giants in hopes of gaining their protection.

This is the Kobolds ' way of survival, the guarantee of their reproduction. Loyalty is one of the few virtues of Kobolds, and it is impossible to bribe Kobold who has a master.

What bothered Garona even more was that Prince Anduin visited frequently.

The young Prince took an interest in Garona and frequently bothered her under various pretexts. His Prince had little interest in divination; his gaze remained fixed on Garona's curvaceous figure.

This left Garona feeling both helpless and amused. She tried to use Prince Anduin to lure out King Varian, but to no avail. She keenly sensed that the father and son had a very poor relationship, seemingly irreconcilable.

Garona had planned to give up, but once exposed, her fate would be nothing more than a delicious meal on the Black Dragon Princess's table. The Black Dragon Princess would probably cherish this rare ingredient and freeze it to eat for a year or two.

Just as she was about to give up on the mission, Jaina unexpectedly appeared.

Jaina, dressed in a magnificent purple mage's robe, resembling a male turkey, laboriously dragged a heavy trunk as she leaped out of the Portal and appeared before Garona.

Garona stared at the coffin-like box, feeling that it couldn't possibly be Jaina's personal belongings.

"Something terrible has happened," Jaina said anxiously, her brow furrowing. "Thrall has been kidnapped by Cho'gall of the Twilight's Hammer, that disgusting two-headed Ogre covered in eyeballs."

Garona found this strange and asked in confusion:

"I remember they were very close allies, once fooling the poor Night Elves together. The Orcs did the evil deeds, and the blame was shifted to Twilight's Hammer Twilight's Hammer, who was willing to take the fall. Malfurion and Tyrande, that foolish couple, never understood the relationship between Cho'gall and Thrall."

"Night Elves are nothing but a bunch of fools," Jaina added sarcastically, then continued:

"Actually, something happened. To prevent Varian from negotiating with Thrall, the Alliance fabricated a sinister lie. They said Thrall was the bride of Ogre. I don't know how this lie was completed. Of course, Cho'gall is very cunning; he wouldn't believe it. But most Ogres are stupid enough to believe the lie, so Cho'gall had no choice but to believe it too. Do you understand what I mean?"

Garona nodded. It was easy to understand. Cho'gall wanted was to unify the Ogres and become the emperor of the Ogre Empire. Whether Thrall was really the Ogre bride or not didn't matter, as long as the other Ogres believed it.

"If you need my help!" Garona said fiercely, waving her arms angrily.

"I've had enough of Kingdom of Stormwind, those hypocritical nobles, pretending to be interested in divination while actually staring at my breasts and ass, spewing lies, creatures driven by base desires. I want them to see my true Orcs nature, to bare my sharp fangs, and to scatter them in terror. Jaina, take me away from here. My daggers are ravenous; I crave a good, satisfying battle."

In Garona's view, saving Thrall was not difficult.

A rogue/mage combo with Garona and Jaina, plus a few heroes brought in from the Horde, will suffice.

Saurfang the Great and Thrall are rivals, and Saurfang desperately wants Thrall dead, so he can be excluded from the race.

Fortunately, Cairne Bloodhoof and Vol'jin were loyal to Thrall, and with Thrall's personal guard, led by the loyal Eitrigg and equipped with excellent equipment Thrall training, raiding the Twilight's Hammer's Personal Guard was very easy.

Even if unexpected situations arise, with former Guardian Aegwynn present, everything can be guaranteed to be safe.

Jaina sighed and shook her head, saying, "Cho'gall very cunning. He anticipated the Horde's counterattack, which is why he held the Ogre conference at Vulgol Ogre Mound in Duskwood."

Garona was taken aback upon hearing this, and remained stunned for a long while before she had to admit that Cho'gall was cunning.

The Kingdom of Stormwind is a vast territory, with most of its lands governed by local lords.

Duskwood was an exception, because it was close to Stormwind City and under its direct protection, belonging to the central heartland of the Stormwind City Kingdom of Stormwind, roughly equivalent to the capital region.

The fact that the Vulgol Ogre Mound has survived without being eradicated is related to a secret deal between Darkshire and Stormwind City, a product of political compromise.

Because of certain shady behind-the-scenes deals, Stormwind City allows these Ogres to live under its nose.

If Cho'gall were to offer enough incentives to bribe the mayor of Darkshire, he could easily convene Ogre conference at Vulgol Ogre Mound.

The Twilight's Hammer has a complex relationship with both the Alliance and the Horde, and the Black Dragon Princess will only turn a blind eye to it, tacitly allowing this conference to proceed.

After all, the greatest threat to the establishment of the Ogre Empire came from the Ogre, the Orcs' mortal enemies for generations.

Kidnapping Thrall to become Ogre's bride is a public insult to the Horde, a matter of Horde dignity and honor, which is why Orgrimmar is so troubled by it.

But the Black Dragon Princess would never tolerate the Horde's army coming in to rescue Thrall; it would be a challenge to Stormwind City's dignity.

Garona scratched her head; she had no confidence in rescuing Thrall from Cho'gall's nose.

"What should we do?" Garona was at a loss.

"I have a plan!" Jaina's beautiful eyes shone brightly, a captivating smile on her face. "We must get King Varian to step forward, willingly risk his life for Horde, and help us rescue Thrall. This requires your help, Garona."

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