Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

Our silly Brooks has no idea that he is being betrayed by the great lord he serves.

Suramar is the second largest city in the Night Elf Empire, with a large population and prosperous commerce, which must have brought about a strong defensive force. As an orc warrior, he was sent by Garin as a spy?

Between Sylvanas and Alleria, who is not more suitable for Garen?

He was brought to Suramar just to trick him.

Just as Brox scared away a night elf noble who was teasing him like a gorilla with his cane with his angry roar, he saw a night elf girl walking out of the cage with two bowls.

One bowl of water and one bowl of broth.

The orc general, who had been imprisoned for a day without food, was a little hungry. After his clothes were searched clean, he set his eyes on the water and food in Tyrande's hand.

Tyrande knelt down carefully in front of the cage and tentatively asked Brox in the cage: "Can you understand me?"

Brooks snorted. He wanted to act more ferocious and scare the night elf girl, but her long ears reminded Brooks of the two female elves who had been following Garin, well, the two elves who were suspected to be the future mistresses.

Perhaps there are good people among the future mistress's people. Thinking of this, Brox changed his mind and nodded to Tyrande.

"I brought you something to eat."

Tyrande said as she handed over the bowl of soup first.

Brooks didn't hesitate and took it and drank it down in gulps.

There is no fear of food being poisonous.

After witnessing the Great Lord creating life out of thin air and resurrecting dead souls, Brooks' mentality changed a little and he let himself go.

Anyway, there is a great lord in this world, it is difficult for me to die even if I want to, so why should I suffer for my stomach?

After drinking the soup, he took the meat handed to him by Tyrande and began to eat it with relish. Then he took a big gulp, drinking up all the water in the bowl. Then he opened his sharp fangs and tore the piece of meat without hesitation.

"Cool!"

Brooks expressed his feelings after eating in the Elvish language that Garin had instilled in him.

Tyrande's eyes lit up. She knew that this green-skinned creature could understand Kaldorei and must be able to speak it.

So she continued, "Do you need anything else? Do you want more food?"

"No, I'm full."

Tyrande thought for a moment and said to him, "My name is Tyrande, priestess of the moon goddess Elune."

"Thank you, Shaman. I am Brox."

After Brooks finished speaking, he didn't want to continue the conversation. Telling his name to this shaman-like priest was already his biggest concession.

So he handed his empty bowl to Tyrande through the gap in the cage.

suddenly!

A flaming arrow was fired from behind Tyrande and hit Brox's hand. The orc felt pain and the two bowls fell to the ground.

"Roar!"

Brooks was suddenly attacked and was about to fight back, but he was trapped in the cage. The guards around him were afraid that he would suddenly break free, so they used spears to trap him in the corner of the cage!

Brooks covered his hands helplessly and stared angrily at the person who cast the spell!

This was a tall and strong male night elf with a pair of amber eyes. He was holding the frightened Tyrande with his own hands and asked with concern: "Are you okay, Tyrande? Did the beast hurt you?"

"What are you doing! Illidan!" Tyrande was a little angry. She had finally managed to get this creature to let down its guard, but it was all ruined by Illidan!

"He's locked up now and can't do anything... Besides, he's not a beast!"

"But he is very dangerous. Many guards were injured during the arrest!" Illidan's handsome face was tightly frowned.

"Thank you for your concern, Illidan, but I reiterate that I am not in any danger." At this time, Tyrande saw the wound on the orc's hand. His fingers were burned black and the pain in his eyes was obvious, but he neither cried out in pain nor sought any treatment.

"Let me heal you!" Tyrande looked at Brox's vigilant eyes and could only continue to say, "I have no ill intentions. I will make him back off!"

Illidan hurriedly stopped him: "No, Tyrande, you can't do this!"

"Illidan... please step aside for a moment."

"What? Tyrande, you..."

"Listen to me, Illidan."

In the end, Illidan glared at Brox in the cage, suppressed his anger, and stepped aside.

Damn it! I was planning to confess my feelings to Tyrande today, but now everything has been ruined by this savage creature!

Just wait for me! Tyrande can't stay here forever without returning to the temple. You'll be in trouble when she leaves!

Tyrande, who had her back to Illidan, did not notice the hatred and resentment in Illidan's eyes, but Brox did. He raised his head slightly provocatively and offered his charred hand to Tyrande.

Tyrande observed Brox's sturdy hands and found that it was the burning damage of the flame, obviously the power of arcane magic. Tyrande couldn't explain her feelings about Illidan giving up druid spells and turning to arcane magic.

As a novice priestess, this was Tyrande's first attempt to use the spells she had just learned for healing.

She looked up at the sky and saw a bright moon hanging high above her head. It was the incarnation of the moon goddess Elune in Azeroth. Tyrande began to pray.

"Moon God... please grant me your purity, your compassion, your love... help me heal this wound..."

Under the gaze of a crowd of onlookers, silvery-white moonlight poured down and enveloped Tyrande. It was the light of the moon goddess Elune. Tyrande was radiant, as if she had become the moon goddess herself, and she felt that she had become one with the goddess.

Then Tyrande guided the moonlight to touch Brox's hand. In an instant, the burned flesh on his hand healed completely, and the skin between the joints grew back.

All this took just seconds!

It heals the damage caused by fire magic!

The people and guards around knelt on one knee and bowed their heads to pay respect to the priestess.

“Sister, could you please give us the blessing of the Moon Goddess as well?” The guards bowed their heads reverently.

"of course can!"

Tyrande was very happy that she was recognized and gave them the blessing of the Moon Goddess: "The Moon Goddess taught that anyone can enjoy the blessing of Elune for free!"

Tyrande spread out her palms and touched the heart and forehead of each guard in turn, indicating that they were united in mind and body.

After receiving the blessing, everyone expressed their sincere gratitude to her, including Brooks in the cage.

This made Illidan's heart burn with rage!