Threat

"This matter... doesn't seem that hard to resolve..."

Malone muttered to himself.

"What did you say? You have a solution?"

Kaldara stood up excitedly and walked over to Malone to ask.

Even Teron Gorefiend perked up, staring at Malone, eager to hear what method he might have.

"Yes... I think if..."

Malone stopped mid-sentence, having only spoken half a thought.

Should he tell Kaldara the key to this matter?

Malone did not know the answer to that question.

If the Orcs resolved their internal troubles, would they immediately march north to attack the human kingdoms, and then...

Then the same tragedy that befell Stormwind would play out on the northern subcontinent; he wondered how many Tiffanys, how many Richards, and how many Marys would suffer this time...

But if he had not yet changed the timeline of Azeroth... then the Horde would eventually solve this problem anyway.

Malone knew this, but having the Horde solve it themselves was still slightly more comforting to his conscience than helping them do it.

If he were to just tell Kaldara the solution to the conflict between the Orcs and the Trolls, Malone felt he would be acting as an accomplice to a tiger.

Although he had previously decided to stay away from the disputes between the Alliance and the Horde, there was a difference between not saving someone and actively causing harm.

"I didn't think of anything."

Malone changed his tune.

The moment Malone said this, he noticed Kaldara's expression turn incredibly ugly.

"You thought of something, you definitely thought of something, but... you don't want to tell me?"

Kaldara seemed to be a rather sharp Orc; he had hit the nail on the head immediately.

"How could that be... I didn't think of anything."

Malone deflected.

"Did you really not think of anything? Maicomarlon."

Teron Gorefiend spoke up to ask.

"I..."

Malone hesitated; he felt that deceiving Teron Gorefiend was a bit underhanded.

However, he had already deceived Teron Gorefiend so many times that Malone decided to grit his teeth and let Teron Gorefiend play the "fool" once more.

"Think carefully about how to answer before you speak."

Kaldara's voice was filled with cold indifference, completely lacking his previous cavalier attitude.

"I..."

Malone was just about to say he hadn't thought of anything, but he suddenly froze.

He looked up at Kaldara and noticed the latter's hand had already reached for the hilt of the sword on his back.

"What are you doing?"

Teron Gorefiend stood up, walked to Kaldara's side, and gripped his wrist.

"You definitely know something."

Kaldara ignored Teron Gorefiend, staring coldly at Malone instead.

"I don't know why you won't say it, but I advise you to speak. I might not be able to hurt you easily, but this human woman..."

Kaldara's gaze flicked toward Tiffany, the icy chill causing her to curl into a ball and tremble.

"If you dare touch her, I will..."

Malone hurriedly stepped between Kaldara and Tiffany, speaking with fury.

"I have a hundred ways to kill this human woman, even if you and the Death Knights protect her day and night."

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Kaldara's mouth.

"Do you want to try me?"

Kaldara threatened Malone.

"I..."

Malone knew that everything Kaldara said was true.

Even if he and Teron Gorefiend protected Tiffany together, Tiffany was currently immobile.

With Kaldara's skill, hurting Tiffany right in front of him and Teron Gorefiend might be a simple matter, as neither he nor Teron Gorefiend knew how to protect someone.

Moreover, Tiffany was a human woman; in this Orc camp, perhaps all Kaldara had to do was spread a rumor, and thousands of Orcs would come here to cause chaos.

Finally, under Kaldara's threatening gaze, Malone chose to compromise.

The humans of the North were too far away, and he lacked the strength to save them anyway.

At the very least, he could protect Tiffany.

"This matter isn't as complicated as you think. Orgrim has likely already seen through everything. He has had a solution in mind for a long time, but he simply cannot voice it in public."

Malone said.

"Go on."

Kaldara shook off Teron Gorefiend's hand and sat down opposite Malone.

Teron Gorefiend hesitated for a moment before sitting down as well—he had not expected Malone to actually have an idea.

"Even if you don't intervene, Orgrim will solve this problem on his own."

Malone was still making a final effort; he had never wanted to personally help the Orcs and Trolls resolve their conflict.

"Even if, as you say, Orgrim already has a plan, I still want to hear your method. If your thoughts differ, wouldn't we then have two ways to solve the problem?"

Kaldara said with a cold sneer.

Malone sighed; he knew he could not deceive this shrewd Blademaster.

Thinking of Tiffany's safety, Malone finally ran out of options and helplessly laid his thoughts out for Teron Gorefiend and Kaldara to hear.

After listening to Malone's words, Teron Gorefiend's eyes widened, and he asked in surprise, "Is... is this really possible?"

"I think..."

Kaldara drew out the long tail of his sentence, looking into Malone's eyes as he spoke hesitantly.

"I think it is feasible."

Kaldara finally finished his sentence.

"Really? Won't it cause chaos?"

Teron Gorefiend remained somewhat skeptical.

"We won't know until we try."

Kaldara rested his hands on his thighs, leaned forward, and stood up with a slight exertion of force.

"What are you going to do?"

Teron Gorefiend asked.

"The plan he just mentioned—I think it should be implemented as soon as possible, otherwise, there will be trouble."

Kaldara strode toward the door of the shed, speaking as he walked.

Teron Gorefiend did not make another sound, watching Kaldara leave.

"Oh, right. Thank you."

Kaldara stood at the doorway of the wooden shed, turned his head, and said to Malone with a smile.

"Spare me. Just don't let me see you again in the future."

Malone turned his head away in anger—the words he had just spoken to Kaldara, while they would not change the outcome of the situation, had violated his own principles.

He now felt a sense of guilt for having personally harmed the humans of this world.

"Ha!"

Kaldara let out a laugh of ambiguous meaning before leaving the wooden shed.

Inside the shed, only Tiffany, who had relaxed slightly now that the Orc had left, and Malone, who had become even more tense, remained.

Malone looked at Teron Gorefiend, and Teron Gorefiend was looking at him as well.

"Why?"

Teron Gorefiend asked.

"No reason."

Malone knew what Teron Gorefiend wanted to ask, and he answered directly.