World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

The terrain of Gromash'er is very special, with the sea on one side and mountains on both sides. This has also resulted in many orc houses being built against the mountains, or even just tents.

The same goes for Sylvanas's residence. Grommash asked his peons to build a tower for her on a mountain. The peons were very confused as to how someone could live in a watchtower.

There are people who live in caves, people who set up tents, and there are countless people who build wooden houses. I thought they had seen the world, but it turns out there is one who likes to live in a sentry tower.

What a strange thing.

Sylvanas was also confused. She wanted to use a high tower as a residence, but these hard workers actually built an arrow tower for her?

Can people live in the Arrow Tower?

What a strange thing.

It can be said that both Party A and Party B were confused about this project. Only Grommash nodded thoughtfully, wonderful, wonderful.

No wonder he has superb archery skills. How do you say this? Environment changes life.

The orcs who live in the shaman's house teach etiquette, and the orcs who live in the blacksmith's shop know how to forge iron.

Then the people who live in the Arrow Tower are just good at archery. In this place, you can shoot on the spot when you are interested. With such a good environment, there is no need to worry about your archery skills.

As Nergo walked along the mountain road, he saw a beautiful figure wearing leather boots, with long round legs, leaning on the railing, sitting on a chair, staring at him from above.

Nelgo looked up and smelled a burst of perfume entering his mouth and nose. He frowned a little. He didn't often smell this perfume, so he was a little unaccustomed to this sudden encounter.

Nergo walked against the wind, and was pushed directly to the top of the tower by the force of the wind. He saw Sylvanas's body motionless, just turning her head and looking at him without saying a word.

She didn't speak, and Nergo didn't speak either. Looking at Sylvanas's dress today, he felt that it was very different from the previous days when they met.

Although she was still wearing a simple piece of black and purple clothing, because she was not wearing leather armor, her voluptuous curves that were originally covered were clearly visible.

Looking at the abdomen, you can see a clear vest line on the flat lower abdomen, and the exposed slender waist makes the whole person slim and strong.

But in Nelgo's opinion, her master looked so arrogant, with dull golden hair hanging behind his head, and playing with a beautiful draenei ornament in his hand. The woman's beautiful appearance and cold temperament bring a huge sense of oppression to others, making people feel that they can watch from a distance but not play with them.

He had never seen this outfit not only in the game, but also in some fan wallpapers.

"Huh?" Sylvanas looked at him lazily, without getting up, and asked, "You won't say anything when you come, just look at me?"

But Nergo seemed completely unaffected by this charming voice.

"I need to do something big and I need a teammate, so I'm here to invite you."

"Oh." Sylvanas smiled slightly when she heard this sentence, "Can I understand that you are useful in my place?"

Of course she knew what Nergo wanted. He wanted to climb up, wanted status and power. She already knew this when she met him. He was not a man who was willing to be ordinary.

What's more, the bronze dragon just told her directly that this orc had a bright future and was a top potential stock.

And after she proved her strength, it was only a matter of time before the orc came to her door.

She said with a bit of a joking tone: "But I don't seem to need it."

She showed a trace of hesitation, frowned, and seemed a little embarrassed, "I still want to..."

Nergo didn't give her a superfluous expression. He jumped off the tower and left with the force of the wind.

Sylvanas was startled. What is wrong with this person? Is he so decisive? She was a little surprised, but she couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Hey, I haven't finished my words yet." Sylvanas said helplessly.

Nergo stopped and turned to look at her. There was only silence in the air for a moment.

"You have to give me a reason, right?" Sylvanas smiled, and the beautiful smile that rarely appeared on her face became more and more popular with this orc.

"Same as you guessed."

Just for the sake of teammates and reputation, there is nothing wrong with being crazy among the orcs. On the contrary, if you have the strength, being crazy can actually make you have many followers, like the father and son pair of Garrosh and Grommash and the older generation. The orc chiefs, each one is more crazy than the other.

But if you are the kind of person who is usually more crazy than Garrosh, more crazy than Kargath, and more arrogant than Blackhand, but then it turns out that your submissiveness means nothing, then don't blame others for ridiculing and looking down upon you.

Once, when Nergo spoke wildly, Grommash thought he was the latter, but a series of events made him know that Nergo was probably the former.

He proved his worth.

But this is not enough, he must use more heads to prove that his value is more than this, and Sylvanas will make it easier for him as a teammate with her strength.

Sylvanas remained calm, "But this doesn't seem to have anything to do with me -"

"If you are only satisfied with being an archer." Nergo said, "That's true."

"Of course I'm not satisfied," Sylvanas said.

She didn't come to this world to find a master for herself, nor did she come to Draenor to travel or help the poor. What she wanted was the power of these orcs.

Either gain their respect in the name of bravery, or control the chief from behind the scenes.

But now it seems that she can choose a new path.

There was teasing in her glowing red eyes, thinking to herself: "I don't know what you will look like when you fall into my charm."

She knows her own strengths and what she wants, so the answer is simple.

She didn't need to try to master Hellscream; he knew the orc was a little too emotionless.

And this little orc was just right, with potential, ambition, and strength worthy of her determination.

As for his attitude, it didn't matter, she would make him the same as everyone else.

"Then we have the same goal now." Nergo said.

"Of course." Sylvanas smiled sweetly.

This doesn't do her any harm, it's even a win-win that allows her to win twice.

Nergo didn't show any nostalgia, as if he was here just for the mission, not like he was looking for teammates at all.

"A child who has never been exposed to women." A smile appeared on Sylvanas's lips. Unfortunately, no matter how well he pretended, his eyes would still show flaws in front of her.

Don't worry, her temptation is not that low-level seduction. You can't get the attention of the orcs by entertaining people with sex. She has a better idea.

She said she would tame him.