"Excuse me, what is the content of the letter?" Wojin asked politely.
At this moment, Vol'jin is just showing his talents, and is not the cunning and insidious tribal chief he will become in the future. Whether in terms of knowledge or resourcefulness, he cannot compare with a well-informed Dreadlord. After all, people need to grow in a certain environment.
Varimathras smiled slightly and lowered his voice: "You only need to admit in the letter that your father is a great noble of the Zandalar Empire."
Wo'jin became even more confused after hearing this, and replied honestly: "But who is my father, I don't know at all."
"It doesn't matter." Varimathras said with a penetrating expression: "The truth is not important, as long as outsiders believe it, it is enough. A descendant of a great nobleman of the Zandalar Empire, do you know how many people in the Darkspear tribe are willing to
Does it work for you?"
Wo Jin stroked his forehead and thought for a long time. This was to allow him to confirm the rumors outside and weave unreliable lies.
But when he thought about the tempting position of chief, Wojin could only reluctantly agree. He discussed with this "black gold":
"I just want Chief Sen'jin to cooperate with the benevolent orcs to save Azeroth together. I care about thousands of sentient beings and have no selfish thoughts. Well, for the sake of Azeroth and the future of the Darkspear tribe, this is considered
White lie, I really want to see the great moment when the Darkspear trolls and the orcs join hands to save Azeroth."
Under the guidance of Varimathras, Vol'jin wrote a sincere letter.
In the letter, Vol'jin admitted that he was the son of a nobleman in Zandalari, and said that the nobleman had contacted him several times, but he loved the Darkspear tribe and could not bear to part with the friendly tribesmen here, so he never left.
Vol'jin also secretly expressed in the letter that his father had no heirs and prayed for him to return to be the heir. In the Zandalari Empire, the only noble person without descendants seemed to be the god-king Rastakhan.
In this way, Vol'jin is the future King of Zandalari, with a bright future.
Varimathras carefully collected the letter and said with a smile: "Great Chief Vol'jin, just wait for my good news. Soon your people will be all over this island, and you will become the real chief.
."
After the Dread Lord left, Vol'jin was happy to receive a powerful help.
The voice of a mysterious existence rang in Wojin's ears: "Wojin, you are very close to success. We dropped the bait, but unexpectedly a big fish bit the hook."
Bwonsamdi had already seen through Varimathras' disguise and knew that he was a demagogue sent by the Burning Legion.
Wojin did not doubt anything and nodded sincerely: "This Black Gold is an amazing talent."
"Vol'jin, you have to be careful. This fish is too big, much bigger than you imagine. Don't let him swallow you together." Bwonsamdi reminded secretly, but did not clearly point out that this was
Dreadlord fake.
Wo'jin fell into deep thought for a long time after hearing this.
"Interesting!"
Robbie secretly used the Eye of C'Thun to monitor Vol'jin, and easily saw through Varimathras' disguise.
No wonder Vol'jin later became the chief of the Darkspear tribe. With the help of Bwonsamdi, the troll god of death, and the support of the cunning Dread Lord Varimathras, it was difficult to succeed.
It can be expected that Varimathras can find some chess pieces for Vol'jin, but this is far from enough to overthrow Sen'jin's rule. Robbie wants to know their next plan.
In the troll's palace, Senjin executed his favorite legitimate son, King Ming, to serve as a warning to others.
King Ming's mother was born in the Kukan family of the Darkspear Trolls. She once supported the Sen'jin ancestors to ascend to the position of chief. It was a deep-rooted family. Unfortunately, after King Ming's death, the Kukan family soon encountered a crisis.
Chief Senjin executed King Ming in public, which meant that the Kukan family had lost the support of Senjin. The other families immediately saw the direction of the trend and coveted the wealth and power of the Kukan family, so they united to suppress it, which almost turned into a civil war.
Just when the situation was at stake, Varimathras appeared in time as Black Gold, took out an autograph letter written by Vol'jin, and successfully lobbied the Kukan family with his sharp tongue.
I have to admit that Varimathras is very eloquent, his lies can sound just like the truth, and he is good at moving people's hearts.
The Kukan family realized that since it was difficult to tolerate the Darkspear tribe, wouldn't it be better to simply let go and join Vol'jin and become a member of the Zandalari Empire?
Through the efforts of the Dreadlord, Vol'jin successfully gained the support of a large family with three thousand members. More importantly, the Kukan family's intricate influence on the Darkspear Trolls made Vol'jin's path to chiefdom feasible.
After the Kukan family secretly swore allegiance to Vol'jin, the smug Varimathras once again spoke to Vol'jin:
"Now the only obstacle that prevents the Darkspear tribe from joining forces with the orcs is Feralas, the Lord of the Tide. We only need to secretly get rid of Feralas and then put the blame on Chief Sen'jin. The Darkspear trolls will inevitably break up with the murlocs.
Kul Tiras will definitely take advantage of the situation. At that time, Chief Sen'jin is surrounded by enemies from both sides, and the only way left is to cooperate with the orcs."
"The Darkspear tribe will be the dogs of the orcs from now on," Vol'jin muttered in his heart.
But the expression on his face did let out a sigh of relief and he said happily:
"That's very good. The peace I hoped for is about to come. The Darkspear tribe has been saved, and Azeroth has ushered in peace. However, my strength is low. How can I get rid of the Tide Lord? Please teach me."
"this!"
Varimathras deliberately looked embarrassed. He had to let the gods behind Vol'jin show some real skills, but he couldn't say it clearly. He just whispered: "In the temple of the Lord of Tides, several priests asked the Kukan family
Loyalty, we can secretly do something during the sacrifice, but I don’t have the magic knowledge in this area, so I don’t know what to do.”
These words immediately brought back Wojin's memories. Back then, the ancestors of the Senjin family relied on performing evil deeds during sacrifices, exiled the god of death and soul Boon Samdi, and betrayed his tribe to gain the title of chief of the Darkspear tribe.
Bit.
Unexpectedly, history is repeating itself, and the Senjin family will have to suffer the same fate.
Wo'jin nodded: "I will find a way."
After Varimathras left, the voice of a mysterious existence sounded in Vol'jin's ears:
"Wo'jin, Black Gold's suggestion is great. I have a way to make the fishman Feralas pay the price. Chief Sen'jin is desperate and will inevitably compromise with the orcs. In this way, Thrall will gain the loyalty of 300,000 Darkspear trolls, and his strength will be great."
There will be a big increase, and you will definitely get rewards. But, how can you replace Senjin as the chief, I really want to hear your plans."
Vol'jin showed his fierce look and said viciously: "Putting the blame for the death of Feralas on Chief Sen'jin, the murlocs must hate him to death. I will hand over everyone in the Sen'jin family to be eaten by the murlocs. This is very fair.
"
"Yes, this is the chief I chose. He is ruthless and vicious enough."
The mysterious existence seemed very satisfied and quickly gave a solution:
"Vol'jin, the time has come to test your ability. Feralas, the Lord of Tides, has a weakness. He is very afraid of spirits. The best wines in Azeroth are all brewed by Pandaren. I know a brewer.
Master, his name is Chen Stormstout, and he is currently visiting Darkspear Island." (To be continued)