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Chapter 327 Ideals and Realities

In the cockpit of the shuttle, Leylan finally figured out the goal of Daza's trip. Going to Washugu to investigate in advance was just an excuse. Their real goal was the tribe of orcs who kidnapped her.

Not just a simple visit and observation, but preparations to completely raze the place to the ground!

"Do you know what you are doing?!"

Lai Lan looked at Mi Lai in disbelief. She could feel the disgust towards the orcs from him, and this disgust was stronger than her feelings towards the orcs.

She didn't understand why Milai hated the orcs so much.

"You ask me? Laylan, as a person who has been harmed by those low-level creatures, you actually ask me if I know what I am doing? It's my turn to ask you, do you know what you are saying now? What is it?!”

Mi Lai was shocked by Lailan's words. They had tried so hard to come to rescue her, but now they were just going to do the task of eradicating the weeds. How could she actually object?
  "Inferior creatures? No, those orcs do have a primitive culture, and their civilization has just begun, but they are definitely not lower creatures. Milai, you are too arrogant."

Leland could feel the other person's concern for her, but she didn't want this concern to become the reason for the other person to hate those orcs.

After being kidnapped by Del and others, although her life was in danger at any time, she still observed some situations between orcs at this distance. They are also intelligent creatures with feelings.

The education she received since childhood did not allow her to deprive the lives of intelligent creatures so casually.

"Arrogant? Chief, it seems we really saved the wrong person."

Mi Lai was too lazy to continue arguing with Leyland. She had to focus on the work in front of her now. After all, judging from the surveillance projection, Del had already set off again.

Daza stood up from the passenger seat and took Leyland's hand out of the cab, returning to the cabin. Marad, who was in the cabin, also heard the quarrel coming from the cab, and he was hesitant whether he should stop it or not. This was a premeditated massacre that was about to happen.

"Mr. Dasa, we should not make such a rash decision and take away their lives like this."

When Laylan was pulled out by Dasa's hand, he was still trying to persuade Dasa to give up this idea.

"Sit down first, you need to calm down, and then we can continue this topic."

After Daza brought Laylan back to the cabin, he went to the section of the cabin near the tail of the plane, took out a few coffee cups from the closet, and then started brewing coffee in a familiar manner. After a while, four cups of coffee were consumed by him. After brewing, the rich and fragrant smell of coffee spreads in the cabin.

Daza used a tray to place three of the four cups of coffee on the small coffee table in front of Leylan and Maraad. He returned to the cab with the last cup of coffee and handed the cup of coffee to Mi Lai, after whispering a few words of comfort to her, returned to the cabin.

"Okay, now we can talk about your questions slowly, Leland."

After Dasa took a sip from the coffee cup in his hand, he sat on the sofa with a relaxed expression and looked at the Marad brothers and sisters sitting side by side across the coffee table.

"Mr. Daza, do you want to completely eliminate this small group of orcs?"

Maraad spoke first. Apparently he had already discussed this issue with Leyland for a while when Daza returned to the cab.

"Destroy? No, I have no interest in destroying them. I just want to give them some small punishment, just like a kid who makes a mistake needs to be spanked."

Dasa chuckled and took another sip of coffee.

"The orcs who kidnapped me have been killed by you. There is no need for their tribe to be implicated for this."

Leylan said aloud after listening to Dasa's words.

"Maraad and Leylan, can you tell me what you know and think about the indigenous intelligent creatures on Draenor?"

Daza was not eager to answer Lelan's words, but wanted to hear what the siblings thought of the natives on Draenor.

Unlike Rylan, who had barely left Talador, Maraad had performed quite a few missions before serving as Velen's guard. These missions also brought him into contact with the native races of Draenor. Opportunity.

The first thing he mentioned was the orcs, the natives of Draenor whom he encountered the most during his missions.

They are barbaric, cruel and even very warlike, but some orcs among them are still somewhat intelligent, but unfortunately the overall civilization of the race is low.

Next are the ogres. This group of guys who are much taller and stronger than the orcs are no different from the orcs. The difference is that some of the two-headed ogres have good arcane affinity. Well, their intelligence is enough to support them in using some arcane magic.

However, the overall level of development of civilization is still not high, and it is still so barbaric and cruel.

Finally, there is the most secretive race in Maraad's opinion-the arakkoa.

These avian intelligent creatures were the most mysterious during his mission. Like Delaney, they closed themselves off and refused to interact with outside creatures.

Therefore, Maraad had only heard of their existence.

"Yes, at least you have recognized the main indigenous race on Draenor."

After listening to Maraad's answer, Daza nodded with satisfaction.

"But, what does this have to do with what you are going to do next?"

Laylan's mood gradually calmed down during the questions and answers between Dasa and Maraad, and she could calmly think about Dasa's words.

"Of course it does matter. You should have heard that the border areas are often harassed by these orcs, right? They used to just rob some goods, but now they are bold enough to take the lives of your people. Marla De, you should know what this means."

Daza began to sort out for Maraad bit by bit the targets of attacks by various orc clans and tribes against the draenei in recent years. Although he collected this information from the streets of Shattrath, he had to Thanks to the fact that the draenei are also immortal species, they can still remember some things that happened in the past very clearly.

"These savages mistake our humility for weakness."

After Maraad listened to Dasa's list of events, he naturally knew what it would mean if this situation continued.

"Yes, in nature, the law of the jungle is predatory. Your blind concessions make the orcs think that your force is insufficient and you cannot protect the wealth you have created. The civilization of the orc race has only blossomed not long ago, and they lack everything to survive. We have supplies, and you all happen to have them. Since you can’t make them yourself, it’s only natural to snatch them from your hands.”

After Daza finished speaking, he drank all the coffee left in the coffee cup. The sound of the coffee cup hitting the saucer on the table naturally woke up Lelan.

"However, the prophet taught us that we must treat the indigenous people of every world equally, and we are not allowed to conflict with them, because we are outsiders."

Leylan looked at Dasa. The problems that Maraad analyzed during their chat with Dasa were very different from the education she had received since childhood.

"Hmph, listen to that coward Viren, don't even risk your life, just wait to die."

Orlan, who had been sitting in the corner focusing on drawing, snorted sarcastically after hearing Leland's words.

"I have heard about you. I know that you lived a very hard life in Argus. You finally escaped. Didn't you come here to live a peaceful and peaceful life? But your current actions are different from those of Man'ari. There seems to be no difference between them." Lelan looked at Orlan and then at Dasa.

"What did you say?! Who did you say were those lackeys of the Burning Legion?!"

Orlan was irritated by Leland's words. Before he could say a few words, Dasa shouted to stop him.

"Miss Leland, I have to admit that after experiencing this dangerous incident, you are still so naive."

After Daza simply comforted Orlan, the expression on his face no longer relaxed, but became serious. From Leland, he had already learned about the social atmosphere and treatment of outsiders by the Draenei in Talador. I have a basic understanding of the attitude of the staff.

It's just that the result was very unsatisfactory in his opinion.

The group of old people who escaped from Argus may still have some ideas of their own, but the new generation born in the star sea and Draenor are too naive in their understanding of the world.

Under the guidance of Velen and the naaru who rescued them, their vigilance towards the world and their suspicion of malice were reduced to a minimum.

What he taught was a group of draenei who naively believed in the way of the Holy Light.

Perhaps, before the Burning Legion set off a conspiracy against them, they would remain so naive, thinking that Draenor would be a fairy tale world.

"I know those orcs are very barbaric. They attacked our village and kidnapped me. But, Mr. Daza, you also said that they did this because they couldn't survive. In this case, if If I go back, gather my companions, and help them together to make their lives less difficult, can this problem be solved?"

After thinking carefully, Lei Lan expressed her solution to the matter.

For education, the draenei people prepare materials and manpower, and take the initiative to teach the orcs who are still in primitive living conditions, so that their civilization can be more enlightened, and they can rely on the knowledge taught by the draenei people to survive better.

However, all this requires a prerequisite.

The draenei's force must first crush this group of orcs.

"That's too idealistic, Leland."

Maraad sighed and looked at his sister.

"elder brother?"

Lailan did not expect that even his brother could not be convinced by his idea.

"Maraad, you know that I have the power of prophecy. I have also seen something about your sister and your future. Do you want to hear it?"

Daza watched Maraad look calm.

"It's still unnecessary. I don't think it will end well."

Maraad waved his hand. He had survived many prophecies from Velen when he served as a guard, and none of them were good.

"You understand, yes. It's all bad news. Your sister Leylan will eventually die in this kidnapping case, and will be used as a sacrifice by the orcs to their evil gods."

As Daza spoke, he glanced at Laylan, who was sitting opposite him and was stunned when he heard his ending.

"Ah, if I witnessed such a scene with my own eyes, I would definitely kill all the guys who hurt Leyland."

After hearing this prophecy, Maraad's expression became gloomy.

"Yes, after you witnessed the remains of your sister, you led your team of defenders and hunters to bloodbath the orc settlement."

Dasa nodded.

"elder brother!"

Leylan looked at Maraad beside her worriedly. She was a little worried about her brother's current state.

"If Leylan was really like this, I think I would do something like this."

Maraad took a deep breath and looked at Daza.

"Chief, we have arrived nearby, and you can already see the dim light of the bonfire in the distance. What should we do next?"

Milai's voice came from the broadcast in the cabin. During the short flight, they finally found the tribe's headquarters of the Blade Wind clan that Del said.

"Just lower the flight altitude and wait here. Nothing bloody will happen tonight."

Daza said as he came to the weapons rack in the cabin and hung the weapons he brought out one by one on his body.

"Should I go with you?"

Maraad asked, looking at Dasa's appearance.

"Are you sure?"

Daza stopped what he was doing and looked at the Draenei defender. He wanted to know if Maraad had that realization now.

"Sure, I will report to the prophet no matter what happens today."

Maraad hesitated before taking his amethyst war hammer from the weapon rack.

"Then, let's go. Just be a witness."

Daza said and jumped out of the shuttle along the open hatch, stepped on the grass and headed towards the direction of the bonfire. Maraad, on the other hand, silently carried his amethyst war hammer and followed Daza towards the Bladewind Clan camp in the distance.

After seeing his tribal camp, Del's tense nerves could finally relax a little. After all, the fear that Dasa brought to him was too strong.

Facing the orc warriors guarding the gate, Del said hello in a daze and then quickly entered the wooden fence of the tribe. This was the only place that could give him a sense of security.

After all, that scary man wouldn't chase him here.

(End of this chapter)