Chapter 1273 If you want to deceive others, first deceive yourself
Dazar'alor, capital of the Zandalar Empire
After concluding today's "political deliberations", Prophet Zul, who led the Zansuli Council, politely said goodbye to Princess Talanji, who was acting as regent for her father, and left.
Watching the aging Zul'Gulu walking away with his hunched body, the young Zandalari princess Talanji had an inexplicable look in her eyes.
To this day, although the daily political discussions are still the same, Zul basically reports what he plans to do next and the recent political gains.
From Talanji's point of view, it was not so much a political discussion, but rather Zul took this opportunity to teach her how to rule this ancient empire as the King of Zandalari.
And it has to be said that Zul’s teachings can be regarded as dedicated and without any hidden secrets.
This unexpected realization made Talanji, who had always thought that Zul and his father were at odds with each other, feel a little complicated.
"Woking."
Faced with Talanji's confused call, Vol'jin, who was observing the meeting as an international student, hurriedly stepped out.
"Your Highness Princess, I am here, please give me your instructions."
Talanji shook his head: "Don't be so formal. You are now the crown prince of the Gurubashi Empire. In theory, our statuses are equal."
Wo'jin still bowed his head humbly and corrected: "Your Highness, please be careful. The Gurubashi is only one of the three vassal princes who respect the Zandalari Empire. Wo'jin cannot bear your highness's love."
"Ah"
Talanji, who has been smart since she was a child, twitched her lips with a half-smile: "Okay, there are only two of us here now, so there is no need to act so realistically."
"You and I both know very well that after thousands of years of separation and mutual development, Zandalar only has nominal jurisdiction over the three feudal empires, and they have already parted ways."
After confirming with the corner of his eye that there was no one else nearby, Woking's attitude relaxed a little.
"You can't say that. No matter how the times change, Zandalar is still our sect leader in name, and basic etiquette still needs to be observed."
About 2 months ago, with the help of the Zandalari envoys, the jungle troll coalition led by the Darkspear clan successfully expelled the blood god Hakkar, who was summoned by the Gurubashi clan.
Under the personal appointment of Talanji, who exercised royal power on behalf of his father, the highly anticipated Darkspear clan replaced the Gurubashi clan that almost committed a heinous crime and became the new leader of the jungle troll clan.
Over the past few years, under the smooth control of Senjin's grace and power, the jungle trolls that were once like a scattered pile of sand have almost all united under the command of the Darkspear clan.
With the two major clans, Crackling Skull and Bloodscalp, finally recognizing the situation and relenting, the Darkspear clan finally had no enemies in Stranglethorn Vale and became the undisputed new master of the Gurubashi Empire.
Unfortunately, during the final battle to banish Hakkar, the Gurubashi lord Mandokir and the sorcerer Jin'do took advantage of the chaos and escaped.
Senjin arranged a large number of manpower searches after the war, but they were never able to find any trace of them, which can be regarded as leaving some hidden dangers.
In any case, Stranglethorn Valley, which has been in turmoil for many years, finally ushered in the long-lost peace.
After officially settling in Zul'Gurub, the capital of Gurubashi, Senjin, who was already ready to rule, arranged various affairs in an orderly manner and reasonably distributed power according to the contribution of each clan in this civil war.
After confirming that Hakkar had been re-sealed, Talanji accepted Vol'jin's request to study abroad and took him back to Zandalar Island riding the pterodactyl Roapaku.
Because the souls of the Zandalari Empire's god-kings are bound to the kings Lo'alaizan, the lifespans of past god-kings are far longer than those of ordinary trolls.
Perhaps it is for this reason that the fertility of the God King is more similar to that of the Immortal Seed.
Talanji is the only child born to Rastakhan's fifteenth wife.
Because of this, Rastakhan loved the wife who gave birth to his offspring very much, and he was depressed for a long time after she unfortunately died of illness.
Talanji is about the same age as Vol'jin. As a descendant of a noble god-king, Talanji is always separated by a thick class barrier when getting along with friends of the same age.
Originally, Talanji thought that Vol'jin would be too respectful to tell the truth in front of him, but after a period of contact, Talanji unexpectedly discovered that... the new crown prince of the Gurubashi Empire was not "honest".
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Talanji's comments were not derogatory, on the contrary, she was happy to see Vol'jin's "transgressive" attitude towards her.
Growing up, apart from his father Rastakhan, Talanji could only hear unabashed and true comments from Vol'jin.
For this reason, Talanji made an unprecedented request to Rastakhan, and transferred Vol'jin, who was studying abroad, to serve as a valet to Talanji, giving him the qualification to observe Zandalari's government affairs.
Of course, he was just a spectator, Wo'jin had no say in the daily political discussions.
"Vol'jin, tell me...what does Zul think?"
On the way back to the palace with Vol'jin, Talanji asked with a somewhat tangled expression: "I thought that Zul's repeated confrontation with his father was to restrict the power of the God-King, but now it seems... that doesn't seem to be the case?"
The royal palace of Zandalari was originally one of the three seals used to imprison G'huun. It was a very gorgeous-looking pyramid.
Since Rastakhan gradually withdrew from Zandalar's center of power, Talanji, with his father's acquiescence, replaced all the maids in the palace with his confidants.
Here, Vol'jin didn't have to worry about the influence in front of outsiders, and Talanji allowed him to speak freely.
"Well..."
Vol'jin has followed and assisted his father Senjin in managing clan affairs since he was a child. His experience in general affairs and his control over people's hearts are far superior to the young and inexperienced Talanji.
"To put it simply, the relationship between Prophet Zul and God King Rastakhan is not a pure struggle for power, but a battle of ideas."
"No matter how many differences they have with each other, at least they have the same position when it comes to growing the Zandalari Empire."
Vol'jin touched the fangs protruding from his lips thoughtfully: "Judging from the fact that Zul did not suppress the royal power with all his strength, and even took the initiative to give you everything, he does not want to be blamed for the decadence of the God King in Zandalar.
And towards decline, I hope you can shoulder this important task as soon as possible."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Of course, there must be a reason why your political stance is closer to Zul's."
"In Zul's view, raising you to the throne may be more helpful to Zandalari than reviving His Majesty the God King."
"Yeah……"
At an angle that Vol'jin didn't notice, a strange look flashed in Talanji's eyes.
"You're not done with your study tasks today, are you? Go ahead and leave me alone."
Vol'jin raised his eyebrows slightly, and he instinctively sensed that Talanji seemed to have another purpose.
However, Vol'jin did not stay and continue to pester him. He waved to Talanji in a carefree manner and strode out of the palace.
After staying in the hall in silence for a long time, Talanji stood up again, surrounded by the maids, and walked outside the main door of the harem where Rastakhan "rested".
As soon as she walked to the door, Talanji frowned tightly, and she smelled a very strong smell of alcohol.
"Why"
Waving away all the maids, Talanji sighed and walked into the palace.
Rastakhan was half leaning on the bed without a seated figure, and the floor was filled with empty and full wine bottles.
But unlike the decadent image that outsiders imagined, Rastakhan's eyes were still clear, and he watched his daughter strolling in front of him with interest.
Talanji asked with a confused expression: "Father, are you feeling well?"
"Haha" Rastakhan chuckled and asked: "Others don't know, don't you still know?"
Talanji smiled bitterly and sat down cross-legged in front of Rastakhan: "Father, I don't understand, since you are not really depressed, why..."
Rastakhan smiled and patted his daughter on the shoulder: "Because today's Zandalari does not need two voices. Compared with my toughness, Zandalari, which is waiting for improvement, needs Zul who has a relatively moderate governing philosophy.
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"Of course, in my opinion...even in Zul's own opinion, the gentle attitude he represents is not enough, so we will work together to cultivate you in a tacit understanding, both internally and externally."
"My daughter, you are the leader Zandalar needs most in the current context."
"I……"
Before Talanji, who lacked confidence, could ask again, Rastakhan looked up and looked outside the palace: "Is your communication with Laizan going well? What does he think of you?"
"this……"
Talanji shook his head with a bitter look on his face: "Lazan thinks that I am too weak to withstand his overwhelming power."
"It's just an excuse."
Rastakhan sneered and revealed Laizan's true intention: "He just used this reason to ridicule your soft-spoken governing philosophy."
"Laizan is indeed a qualified King Loa. It was under his watch that Zandalari climbed to the top."
"But... things are different now."
An inexplicable look flashed in Rastakhan's eyes: "The biggest problem with Laizan is that he is too stubborn and doesn't know how to adapt."
"If Zandalari is still strong, it would be just right for him to be the king of Loa because of his high energy, but... now we need to think more about it."
Rastakhan was silent for a moment before speaking again: "Daughter, please find an excuse to go to Nazmir for inspection in the near future, and go to Hades to question Bwonsamdi on my behalf."
Talanji still couldn't fully understand Rastakhan's intentions, but she could instinctively sense what he was thinking at this moment.
"Father, do you want to..."
Rastakhan looked deeply at Talanji, who looked surprised and uncertain: "Go ahead, everything hasn't been decided yet. Let's see what that old bastard Bwonsamdi has to say."