Chapter 171

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Chapter 171: The Three Sacred Objects (1)

"Teron Gorefiend?"

"Could it be communication between Gorefiend and other orc clans."

"Is it related to the attack on Alterac City?"

"Are you really sure? How do you know the name Teron Gorefiend? How is it pronounced in Orcish language?"

"Master Duchamp, did you help this young student translate it?"

"I am as clueless about the content of this order as you are, Miss Mavis," replied Duchamp helplessly.

As soon as Jesse spoke, the whole conference hall buzzed with discussions. Even Aethas Sunreaver, who had been silent since entering the hall, unconsciously began chatting with the Stromgarde scholars next to him.

Because Teron Gorefiend and his followers are the only Horde army besides the Blackrock Orcs in Blackrock Spire that are confirmed to still be on Azeroth.

Others like the Frostwolf Clan, Warsong Clan, and Dragonmaw Legion are still just rumors.

The Wizard’s Sanctum has confirmed that the Dragonmaw Clan is causing trouble in the wetlands, but it seems that Lordaeron Alliance has not reached a consensus yet. Therefore, Andromath plans to involve Morganth, who understands Orcs and Shadow Magic, in further exploration of the wetlands. In short, the threat posed by Gorefiend’s orders is more direct than outdated information.

Amidst the discussions, Jesse approached the podium, bowed lightly to Kel’Thuzad, and said, "Master, before coming here, I tried my best to translate the content above. It is an order demanding subordinates to return to the Dark Portal and pledge loyalty to the new Warchief of the Horde. The tone is very high-ranked, and I believe it was issued by a high-ranking leader below Gul’dan and Orgrim."

"So this is just your guess," Kel’Thuzad said, relaxing slightly.

"Yes," Jesse replied. "That’s why I said I was only suspicious."

The discussion in the meeting hall became even more chaotic, and Jesse even noticed a High Elf chuckling disdainfully.

Jesse felt a bit disgusted at being looked down upon, but surprisingly, he wasn’t bothered by the High Elf’s disdainful attitude.

He wasn’t suppressing his anger but truly unaffected.

Because he was getting closer to understanding the advancing Deathwing plan, compared to the devastating power that could bring true doomsday, whether these people praise or belittle, it makes no sense at all.

Jesse put his materials on the table. Kel’Thuzad took the letter that Jesse had copied by hand and handed it to his student, Bronjahm, who was responsible for reading the materials. Bronjahm was very young, maybe around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, but the ring he wore already bore the emblem of a Dalaran mage.

In other words, he was already an official mage. With his age and talent, it was likely that he had entered the Kirin Tor in recent years, so it’s understandable why Kel’Thuzad trusted him so much.

After receiving Jesse’s handwritten order, he immediately began reading aloud. His voice and tone were extremely similar to a real Orc, even mimicking the unique beast-like throat vibrations of an Orc perfectly.

Jesse had been revising his speech notes all along, not even taking the time to appreciate this person’s abilities.

After Bronjahm finished reading, the copies of the letter were passed around, and many people were able to understand the general content of the letter.

Jesse could already hear discussions about the "three sacred artifacts" and "Gul’dan’s death" from above, and Bronjahm, who was highly proficient in the Orcish language, looked solemn.

There might be some unfamiliar words, especially related to names, but it was clear that he understood most of it.

"This is a very recent letter… teacher," he said, looking at Kel’Thuzad. "Do you remember that Death Knight captive who revealed news of Gul’dan’s death? It was only a few months ago, which means this letter was probably written within the past three months."

Kel’Thuzad nodded to his students and walked to the front, saying, "This passage is not difficult to understand, everyone." It was not hard to translate at all. Jesse could already understand most of the letter by looking up words in the library, but made a mistake with one tense. With so many Language Orcish masters here, they could easily figure out the full meaning through a little discussion.

Kel’Thuzad asked, "Can you tell us about the origins of this letter, Mr. Jesse Seso?"

"I found it near Karazhan," Jesse said, "although I only realized that later."

Upon hearing the name Karazhan, both Bronjahm and the other scholars perked up their ears. Kel’Thuzad also curiously stroked his bald chin.

"South Elwynn has many rare herbs, especially after that explosion. I had planned to rest in Grand Town and then search for ingredients to make Mana Potion, but on the way to Grand Town, I inexplicably became lost. After a brief rest, when I tried to continue, I found that I could no longer find the way to Grand Town."

"Although South Elwynn has many rare herbs, there are not many suitable for making Mana Potion," a scholar from Gilneas remarked.

"I had just entered the Wizard’s Sanctum at that time," Jesse replied. "I had no idea what I was supposed to do, I was simply searching blindly for ways to improve my magical abilities."

"I entered a withered forest, filled with indescribable twisted trees. It seemed that there were unknown creatures lurking in the forest with inexplicable malice. I was panicked, only wanting to return to where I came from. So, I tried to head north and stumbled upon a dead Orc by a lifeless stream. I guessed he faced a similar fate to mine."

"How dreadful," a scholar remarked.

Jesse looked at him and then said, "The Orc’s body was swollen and foul-smelling, with strange sounds coming from it. But I had to search his belongings because I was so hungry that I was about to faint. In the end, I found some almost moldy food and… this letter."

"After receiving this letter, I felt like something was constantly watching me in the shadows. It wasn’t until I saw a strange tower swaying in the distance across the river that I knew it must be Karazhan. It felt like a lookout staring at me, making me increasingly scared. So, I immediately ran in the opposite direction, not knowing how far I had run until I finally made it back to the somewhat lively forest, but I couldn’t find the way to Grand Town and had to return to Goldshire."

"Karazhan seems to be southeast of Elwynn," a dwarf said. "If you were lost and kept walking north, why did you end up near that tower?"

Jesse hesitated for a moment and said, "I’m sorry, sir, I can’t explain… I tried my best to follow the direction by the sunlight."

"It would be strange if he could explain," an elf said. "I have never seen anyone who could maintain a clear mind after getting close to Karazhan after the explosion, let alone an apprentice."

Jesse glanced at the elf. This sidekick was quite professional.

At this point, no one questioned his story anymore. Kel’Thuzad pondered for a moment and said, "The mysterious events at Karazhan are currently unpredictable. It seems that not even an Orc messenger with evil blood flowing through him can escape. Mr. Jesse Seso, you are indeed very lucky."

Jesse had never been near Deadwind Pass. It seemed that Henny was right; in this world, only she could tell when her own son was lying, even Kel’Thuzad couldn’t.

At that moment, a scholar from Lordaeron said, "The importance of this letter is obvious. According to the tone of the writer, if it was written by a living person, then indeed, there are not many other options besides Teron Gorefiend."

Behind him, Bronjahm asked, "What do these three holy items refer to? Is one of them the stolen artifact from Alterac by Teron Gorefiend as the legend goes?"

"That is not the holy item from Alterac, but the Book of Medivh stolen from Stormwind by the despicable Perenolde. It seems now that he might have been planning to give that treasure to the Horde!" a scholar from Kul Tiras angrily exclaimed.

The scholars immediately connected the three holy items with the Book of Medivh, surprising Jesse.

Perhaps without needing any hints, the Kirin Tor could also think of the Eye of Dalaran, especially someone as clever as Kel’Thuzad.