Tonatiu and a few trolls who came with him were not the only ones in the huge mansion.
This is a warm and comfortable embassy, which should be the embassy prepared by Zandalari for each major troll branch.
Although desert trolls are weak, they are far inferior to forest trolls and jungle trolls, and they are also inferior to frost trolls.
But the good thing is that desert trolls and frost trolls are the same, one branch basically has one voice.
Unlike the forest trolls and jungle trolls, after the collapse of the empire, it was too large and split into countless large tribes.
Neither of them is convinced by the other, and they beat each other internally until their heads bleed.
Arriving in the wind and rain.
There were some trolls in the embassy waiting for Tonatiu and other trolls, but it turned out that they were not Zandalari trolls, but other sand trolls.
"Your Majesty~"
Zumuran introduced Tonatiu to some sand trolls who looked respectful.
"These are the permanent personnel stationed here in the past by Zul'Farrak."
"Your Majesty~" A young sand troll led by him prostrated deeply on the ground, "I am Zakaze. I am here to speak for the sand trolls. We have heard of your great deeds. You are the leader of all sand trolls.
Co-owner!"
"oh?"
Tonatiu smiled, this very young sand troll was very interesting and had a very eye-catching look.
Especially after he said his name, Zakaze.
If nothing goes wrong.
Now the young Zak'ze will be admired by the Dark Prophet Zul and brought to Zandalar many years later, after the destruction of Zul'Farrak.
Then as a sand troll, he actually became a Zandalari general.
This is not easy.
This is probably like an indigenous person in Hawaii actually becoming the Secretary of Defense of the United States.
Although he is still very young now, he must have some outstanding talent, otherwise Zul and Rastakhan will not appreciate him so much in the future.
They were even willing to make him Zandalari's general.
In the original plot.
Decades later, it was Zakaze, the sand troll general, who insisted on opposing the Horde's entry into Zandalar and Zandalari's integration into the Horde.
Because Zul'Farrak had already been destroyed by then, and it was the Horde that destroyed Zul'Farrak.
"Zakaze Falaki's empire is about to revive. The empire needs all its people to serve the empire. Are you willing to stay in the comfortable Zandalar, or go back to the desert to face the wind and sand every day and fight for Falaki's rise?" Toner
Tiwu said softly.
"Your Majesty!" Almost without hesitation, Zakaze raised his head excitedly, "I am willing to do anything for Falaki! Including sacrificing my own life! I want to go back to the desert, I am a sand troll
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"Very good!" Tonatiu said appreciatively, "Then you will continue to stay in Zandalari and contact Zandalari for assistance for the sand trolls."
"Your Majesty?!" Zakaze's eyes widened, wondering why Tonatiu wanted him to stay here.
Work in the sand troll embassy in Zandalar is easy, and life in Zuldazar is tens of thousands of times more comfortable than in the desert.
But as a promising young sand troll, he is unwilling to live such a comfortable life. He wants to bleed for the sand troll!
"The rise of Falaki and the Sand Trolls, in addition to iron and blood, also requires allies, trade, and food. The rise of a country and a tribe requires the efforts of its people in all aspects."
Tonatiu said: "And you, Zak'ze, I think you should stay in Zuldazar and provide your wisdom and talents for the rise of the sand trolls."
"Then...Okay. Your Majesty." It could be seen that Zakaze wanted to go back to the desert, but when Tonatiu persisted, the sand troll young man complied.
"Yawn~"
A gentle yawn came from behind, and Tonatiu's heart moved.
He said to Zumraen: "Bwonsamdi's Favorite, please hand over to Zakaze. It's already very late. It's time to rest. There are still things to do tomorrow."
"Yes, Your Majesty," Zakadze said.
"Your will." Zumulane.
"This is a human slave I captured at sea. She is of great use. Give her a room, food and a warm quilt." Tonatiu suddenly pointed at the human girl who just yawned:
"We still hope to use her to exchange for some ships from Kul Tiras. But don't let the princess of Proudmoore have any problems."
He said this.
Zachaze looked at Sara wrapped in a cloak with doubts in his eyes, which turned into excitement.
"Is it Proudmoore from Kul Tiras? That should be Sara Proudmoore? There are people from Kul Tiras in Zuldazar, and I know their leader!"
"That's good, Zakadze. But it's too late now. We'll talk about these things tomorrow," Tonatiu said.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Zakaze said quickly, "You should rest. Bed, food, and warm quilts have been prepared for you."
"Well, everyone, see you tomorrow."
Under the leadership of Zakadze.
Tonatiu came to the best room in the sand troll consulate.
Perhaps because he knew that Sarah was the princess of the Proudmoore family, Zakaze also arranged the room for the human princess next door.
Toruru was placed in the yard, it was too big and had to be there.
Two of the four Titans stayed to keep vigil, and the remaining two rested.
After becoming a half-energy creature, the food the Titans need is greatly reduced, and the rest time they need is also shortened a lot.
Zumulaun and Zakarze left with a salute. Tonatiu glanced at the door of Sarah Proudmoore, who had been silent since entering the room, and then returned to his room.
Tonatiu swore that this was the best and most comfortable room and bed in which he had slept since arriving in Azeroth.
The wealth of Zandalari and Zuldazar not only ranks first among the trolls, but also ranks among the major forces and races in the world.
Having a navy known as the Golden Fleet allows the Zandalari fleet to roam the seas unscrupulously, which makes their sea trade extremely developed.
Before they started supporting other trolls everywhere, other racial forces, including the human kingdom, were still willing to do business with these civilized trolls.
The exception is the arrogant Quel'dorei who hate trolls extremely. Their sunwell allows them to be self-sufficient in most of their supplies. Even if they need something, they can obtain it indirectly through human merchants.
With the developed maritime trade and commerce, Zandalari is now the richest and most civilized era.
This kind of wealth and prosperity is reflected in this room. Its luxurious decoration and comfortable materials make Tonatiu, a sand troll from the desert countryside, unable to help but marvel.
The sand trolls are not yet in the age of enjoyment. Basically everything is based on pragmatism, and they are not yet as particular and luxurious as Zandalari.
Lying on the big soft bed made of unknown fur, I felt a touch similar to the ultra-luxurious and comfortable Simmons in my previous life.
Tonatiu hummed comfortably.
"This bed..."
"I will definitely order a big one when I go back. It will be very comfortable to roll up!"
