"I really didn't want to assassinate you! Your noble chief. I was just passing by, passing by..."
"Passing by, then saw me and shot me a few times?!"
"Chief! Chief! It's not me, it's really not me!"
"Your partners and accomplices all say you are the mastermind. Are you telling me it's not you?"
"Ah? Slander! That's a naked slander! Chief, you are all a fool! It's the troll from Zul'Farrak who hired us. He wants us to assassinate you! I don't want to do this business.
, but they forced me, and if I didn’t do it, they would take away all the gold coins I had..."
"Then you made this cannon, right?"
"Oh, no. It's not like that. It was just left there. I went over and touched it a few times, and it accidentally exploded a few times... It's all the fault of that cannon!"
"The artillery is not yours?"
"No! Sir Chief, you are so wise and powerful, please believe that it is definitely not mine!"
"I originally thought that the goblin who could make this kind of mortar was a talent. I thought that if you were obedient, I wouldn't be able to spare your life. Now since you just picked it up, I have to bury you in the desert.
It’s here.”
"No, no, no! I did it! Lord Chief, that goblin mortar was really made by me! Its primer uses Gadgetzan No. 6 standard explosive, and its shell material uses black iron and a little bit of
Silver, this can increase the lethality of the fragments after the shell explodes, it..."
"It seems it's really you, so I'll kill you first!"
"Ah? Sir Chief, do you think I am a talented person? You can spare my life!"
"I was just joking."
"Ah! You can't do this! I am a citizen of Gadgetzan and an employee of Hotsand Group! If you do this, you are offending Gadgetzan in the desert. That way..."
"Are you a goblin from Gadgetzan? Well, let Gadgetzan send you 10,000 gold coins to redeem you."
"call……"
"Lord Chief, you'd better kill me!"
"..."
Looking at the goblin engineer assassin who became so dejected when it came to money that he gave up his life, Tonatiu waved his hand in a funny way.
Two troll guards stood up behind him and pulled away the screaming Kenro Mortar.
"Pull that Zul'Farrak troll called Lighthorn over here."
Soon, a thin, stooped and robed desert troll was pulled up.
"The goblins said you hired them to assassinate me?"
"Yes...Master Chief."
"You answered so readily, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
"Afraid. But fear is useless."
"What a clever troll."
Tonatiu somewhat admired the desert troll in front of him. He had a typical appearance of a desert troll that had adapted to the desert climate.
It looks very ordinary, but it has a calmness that ordinary desert trolls don't have.
He asked curiously: "Why did you want to assassinate me? Was it Zul'Farrak's order?"
The desert troll hesitated for a moment, then slowly said: "If I say this is just my own plan, would you believe it?"
"Do not believe."
"All right."
Seeing that Tonatiu was very straightforward, the desert troll sighed and continued slowly:
"Lord Chieftain. My name is Lighthorn Tunicator. I am a priest of Zul'Farrak."
"I am the liaison officer sent by Zul'Farrak to Gadgetzan and the goblins."
"Not long ago, the goblin told me that you went to Gadgetzan. I met you in Gadgetzan."
"You don't know that your tribe and name are now secretly spread in Zul'Farrak."
"The witch doctor leader, Lord Zul'M'Raen, said that you are Zul'Farrak's biggest enemy after he returned from Zandalar."
"I was loyal to Zul'Farrak, and Zul'Farrak's enemies are my enemies."
"I think if I kill you, Zul'Farrak's biggest enemy will disappear, and I will become Zul'Farrak's hero!"
"I hired a team of Gadgetzan adventurers. We went deep into the desert and followed some traces to find this place."
"We have been here for half a month. Originally, we were ready to leave. We could not defeat your army. But just when we were about to leave, you appeared in front of us..."
"I used enchanted gold coins to bewitch the goblins, and the goblins attacked you."
"Believe it or not, this is what happened."
"..."
The voice of Guangjiao Tuner was neither slow nor fast, but clear and coherent, making it easy for Tonatiu to understand.
Could it be that simple?
What a coincidence?
"Then your current attitude is very confusing to me."
Tonatiu said.
"You want to be Zul'Farrak's hero, but now Zul'Farrak's greatest enemy is sitting in front of you. What makes you so calm?"
A strange laughter suddenly sounded.
"He is my sacrifice. Old Bwonsamdi thought about it and decided to send an ear and eyes by your side. My chief, he will help you. Just like old Bwonsamdi is helping you!"
Tonatiu raised his eyebrows.
It's a strange voice, ah, no. It's Bwonsamdi's voice.
"Understood."
No wonder this desert troll compromised so quickly, had such a petty attitude, and acted so calmly.
It's all thanks to Bwonsamdi.
"Guangjiao·Hui Zhezhe, what do you want to do now?"
Tonatiu questioned Bwonsamdi's followers.
"His Majesty Bwonsamdi asked me to return to Zul'Farrak to pave the way for your arrival."
"He has so much power in Zul'Farrak? I remember that Bwonsamdi's sacrifice was not very popular with the trolls."
"We are indeed unpopular. Neither Sandfury nor Zul'Farrak like us. We can only huddle in a corner. I was even driven to Gadgetzan because of His Majesty's favor."
"Then how can you help me pave the way for Zul'Farrak?"
"I don't know. Whatever the destination of all things tells us to do, we will do it."
The Returner of All Things is one of the names given to Bwonsamdi among the troll community. Often only his followers and trolls who fear him would call him this.
Tonatiu looked at the sacrifice of the troll god of death and suddenly shouted into the air:
"Bwonsamdi! If you can help me capture Zul'Farrak within a month, then I am willing to dedicate the entire Zul'Farrak to you!"
"Hey! This is what you said, Bwonsamdi's dearest friend! Deal!"
There was a vague fluctuation in the air, and Bwonsamdi's voice was filled with joy for the first time.
"Old Bangsang loves you so much! Man, we will be great collaborators! Let's have fun together on top of Sandfury's head!"
