Blackmore is now in his prime, and he is in his prime. If he hadn't been promoted to the epic, he would have been decadent. Besides, he has never had any descendants until now, and his family business will not be inherited a hundred years later, and he is not very enthusiastic about the development of his territory. That's why he focused on other aspects.

But the opportunity to be promoted to epic is right in front of him, how could he let go of it? He put everything else behind his mind, and the thought of cultivating Thrall was fading. He had been feeling the breath of heroic spirits. If Brad hadn't been here, he would have been a little impatient to use it.

Time passed slowly in silence, and Onyxia couldn't help asking: "God General, the residence of that little orc is very far from here, why hasn't there been any movement yet?"

Hearing Onyxia's words, Blackmore was stunned and said blankly: "How long has it been?" He was immersed in his thoughts and did not notice the passage of time.

"It's at least a quarter of an hour," said Onyxia.

"Why, Thrall lives in the castle, and you should come here in three minutes at most." Blackmore's expression changed, and he hurriedly stood up and said, "I'll go and see it myself."

"Let's go together." Brad also had an ominous premonition in his heart. He thought that Taresha regarded Sar as his own brother and could not even refuse his life in order to protect Sar. In his heart, Taresha probably thought that Blackmore sold Sar to him, so he fled with Sar.

Following Blackmore quickly to the dungeon under the castle, Onyxia frowned, obviously not adapting to the moldy smell here.

"God General, do you let your son live in this kind of place?" Obviously Onyxia still remembers that Blackmore said that she regarded Thrall as a parent-child, and she thought it was true.

"Cough..." Blackmore was just an excuse just now, and now Brad is naturally embarrassed to see through it, but when Brad stops Onyxia from continuing, he can't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Now the most important thing is to hand over Sal to Brad, and he can also be promoted to epic, nothing else matters.

But when he saw an open prison door, his face looked extremely ugly, and it was empty inside, and there was no trace of Thrall.

"Where are you here, come here, damn, go where are you going?" Blackmore's face turned pale. If Thrall ran away, he would not only have no hope of being promoted to the epic, but he would also have to offend Brad to death.

The two guards staggered over on foot, and they looked red and obviously drank a lot of wine.

"Where are people?" Blackmore asked, suppressing his anger.

"What, who?" a guard burped and said blankly.

"Bastard." Blackmore kicked the guard to the ground, grabbed the other guard's neckline and roared: "Where is Sar, where has Sar gone?"

The guard's wine glass was awake halfway and said stammeringly: "Lord, Lord Lord, didn't you let Taresha wait for Sar to see you?"

"No need to ask, I must have run away. But they are still young and probably not far away. Hurry up and search." Brad sighed, and he didn't expect that he would guess it. Now Dunholder is overcrowded, and if he throws the castle, it will be troublesome.

"Yes, yes, I won't look for it for me." Blackmore also came to his senses.

The whole castle began to boil, with guards rumbling around everywhere, and the gates of the castle were closed. Without Blackmore's order, Taretha had no right to walk out of the castle.

Brad and others were invited to the living room to wait again. Brad sat there calmly drinking cider, while Blackmore was like an ant on a hot pan. He was more anxious than Brad now, afraid that this matter would be ruined. He finally saw the hope of a breakthrough, but unexpectedly, such twists and turns occurred again.

Finally, half an hour later, the sound of footsteps sounded in the hall, and several guards pressed the two children and walked quickly to the living room.

A guard bowed and said, "Lord, we found the two of them in the haystack behind the stables."

Brad also stood up and began to see a large number of the future tribal chiefs in front of him. Thrall is only six or seven years old, but because he is an orc, he looks much stronger than Taresa.

He was wearing old leather armor and was stained with straw. Although he was shaking, he still protected Taresa, who was already scared and pale, without hesitation.

"Master, I encouraged Sister Taresha to escape. If you want to punish me, it's not up to my sister."

Blackmore waved his hand to let the guards go down. He stared at the two of them with sharp eyes and growled: "Bastard, eat mine and drink mine. Now he is so brave that he dares to run away."

As he said that, he was about to reflect and go to beat Sar. Brad appeared in front of Blackmore with a flash, grabbed her arm and said calmly: "God of General, Sar is now my slave."

"Yes, yes, I'm over. Please forgive me, Deputy coach." Blackmore was overjoyed, which showed that the heroic spirit in his pocket officially belonged to him. Thinking that he might be promoted to epic soon, his heart became hot again.

Brad looked at Taresa who was begging and moved slightly in his heart, and said, "Well, I think this little girl is pretty good. I don't know if the general can give up. Let her have Jade Collar and Xiao Moli be a companion."

Now his mind is completely out of his mind, and he doesn't care about a little maid. If her parents hadn't worked diligently in the castle, he would have sent the cowardly girl. Hearing Brad's words, Blackmore turned to the two and said, "Remember, from now on, the deputy commander will be the new masters of you two."

After all, Sar was calmer. He knew that he was powerless to change anything and hurriedly pulled Taresa and saluted, "I've seen the master."

Brad didn't want Sar to be a slave, but now it's not the time to worry about these things. Half of the things you get to Sar have been successful, and it's not too late to change anything else when the war ends.

"God of General, it's getting late, so I'll say goodbye."

Blackmore hoped that Brad would leave early, so he could absorb the heroic spirits quickly, and he was living like a year now. So he said, "The deputy commander has to return to the army to lead the army. I will not keep the deputy commander. When the orcs are defeated, I will ask the deputy commander to stay in the castle for a short stay."

Brad bowed and said, "It must be, it must."

Blackmore sent Brad and his men to the entrance of the castle, and he couldn't wait to go back until Brad and his men got in the car.

In a secluded place outside Dunhold, two cars stopped and Morgana took the two children out of the car. I don’t know how Morgana comforted the two, but now they are no longer afraid.

Brad nodded with satisfaction and said, "Mayor Morgana, let them take a good shower after you go back, and then, well, let them follow Xiao Moli first."

"What Lord Lord means to let the two follow them to school?" Morgana said in confusion.

"Let's do this for now, and make other arrangements after the war is over."

Morgana was silent for a moment and said, "This is not appropriate. Sar is an orc. He is fighting again now. I'm afraid..."

Brad touched his forehead and said, "I ignored it. Let's do it. Thrall will stay in the Lord's Mansion first. You are responsible for continuing to teach him knowledge, and More is responsible for teaching him combat skills."

"Master, I don't want to separate from Thrall, I want to take care of him." Taresa said timidly at this time.

Sal hurriedly grabbed her and shook him, meaning he didn't want him to refute the new master's words, and now they knew nothing about Brad, and he didn't want Taresa to be hurt for him.

Brad was not angry, but touched Taresa's head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Aunt Morgana will arrange your room with Thrall in an adjacent place, so you can take care of him every day. There is also a little girl there to accompany you."

"Really?" Taresa's eyes were bright.

"Of course it's true. You should have heard of me. I don't need to lie to you."

"Well, mom and dad say you are a hero, I believe you." Taresa tilted her head and thought for a moment, plucked up the courage to ask, "Can Saar eat meat?"

Taresa's tone became weaker and weaker, and she continued, "Sal hasn't eaten meat for many days, and he has no strength. If he could eat meat three times a week every day, oh no."

"Master, don't listen to your sister. I don't eat meat, just black bread." Sal tried his best to wink Taresha. Everything she experienced in Dunhold made Salbi Taresha much mature.

Onyxia saw Brad's love for the two of them. Although she didn't understand what special things were between them, she also interrupted with a smile: "You two little kids, what are the meat? You can eat as much as you want when you pick them up."

Morgana also said, "Talesa, you don't have to be so careful. The Lord is very good. You will understand after a while. Tareesa can also come back to see your parents every time."

Taresa nodded desperately with tears in her eyes. Although she didn't say anything in her heart, she was still very reluctant to leave her parents. However, as a servant, she knew since she was a child that she could never make decisions in her destiny.

"Okay, let's go here." Brad said as he opened a portal that could help Jade Collar and said, "Go back today and let them take a shower, then have a good meal, so that Xiao Moli can take them both to play with Jade Collar."

"I understand, don't worry." Morgana said and brought two into the portal.

"You go back and watch them, too." Brad said to the front.

"As for the order, great master." A charming voice came out of the air.

Onyxia's face changed. Although she had known that Brad was secretly protected, she could not determine her position. She first sensed slightly, but found that the other party was also an epic. The more she understood Brad, the more she could not see clearly. She didn't understand how Brad, a hero, recruited so many epic powerhouses, were willing to work hard for him.

But I also felt extremely excited and passionate in my heart. Only such a man is worthy of himself. Only by conquering such a man can he feel more accomplished. Mastering the Storm Kingdom and other things is simply weak... (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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