Chapter 251 [The chief's father is just a younger brother]
The next two days.
Tonatiu's time in Dazar'alor was uneventful.
None of the Zandalari trolls came to him. Even among the upper-class nobles of the empire, his reputation for not fearing the corruption of the Blood God had already spread throughout the world.
But during the day, there were no trolls looking for him, and even among the Zandalari people, there was not even a trace of legend about what happened on the second level of the Giant Seal that night.
Tonatiu understands.
Such a vicious armed attack occurred in such a core place as the capital of the empire. Her Royal Highness, the only princess of the empire, was almost killed. The visiting Ice Troll King even died trying to save Her Royal Highness.
If this kind of thing breaks out, it will be a shameless thing for the Zandalari royal family, the Zansul Council, and even the empire itself.
And if the entire empire's top officials were helpless in this incident, it was spread that a sand troll took care of it.
That would be great fun.
Trolls may not like to play politics, but as an empire that has been around for thousands of years, even if they don't like to play politics, they will still be more or less political.
Not to mention that Tonatiu and the sand troll are not famous in Dazar'alor. Even if he is as famous here as Zuljin, Zandalari will not be able to promote him after such a thing happened.
Isn’t that a slap in the face of Zanshuer and His Majesty the God King?
Therefore, Tonatiu stayed in Dazar'alo for two days. On the first day, he accompanied Duval to preach, and on the second day, he led his subordinates around Dazar'alo.
I saw the prosperity of this big empire, and I also saw the Zandalari trolls' superior view of other trolls.
To be honest, the Zandalari troll civilians are almost the same as the members of the Zandal Council. They treat non-Zandalari trolls just like residents of a big city treat villagers from the mountains. .
That's the kind of look he gives to a country bumpkin. If Tonatiu hadn't been too strong and tall, and the Titan trolls had special looks, the Isha trolls would probably have been treated even worse given their status in Zandalari.
This made Tonatiu couldn't help but sigh: "Although Zandalar is good, it's a pity that it is not my home!"
Zakaze comforted the king of the desert trolls softly from the side: "This is what the civilians of the empire are like. Your Majesty, I am also very angry. So I don't want to stay here..."
"You need to stay here."
"Zakadze, Faraki needs you here." Tonatiu said.
"All right."
Zachary sighed.
"Your Majesty's will, my action!"
"uh-huh."
Tonatiu said softly.
He has always wanted to do something in Zandalar, such as trade, such as doing some business.
Now, taking the opportunity of Duval's letter, his faith began to appear in Zandalari, and he wanted to leave a nail here.
How can we let a talent like Zakaze leave?
Zakaze, a young sand troll, relied on his talent and Zul's appreciation in the game to reach such a high position as General of Zandalari.
His talent, his loyalty to the desert trolls, Tonatiu has seen with his own eyes these days.
This made him quite fond of Zakaze, the villain in the game.
Again.
"That hero is my enemy"!
In the game's plot, from the perspective of the desert trolls, Zakarzena, who avenges the Falaki Empire, is a first-rate hero.
However, from the perspective of the Zandalari trolls and foreign tribes, Zakaze, who excludes them and plots against them, is certainly a big villain.
Tonatiu wants to be a good son of Azeroth, but now he is the king of the desert trolls, and his base will undoubtedly remain a desert troll.
Then of course the angle at which his butt is sitting is also very clear.
Young Zakaze is a very talented person, or should I say a troll!
"Zakaze."
He decided to tell the young Zakadze the plan he had been thinking about for several days and let him do it.
"The desert trolls in Zandalari should leave the consulate area and no longer stay in this blessed place."
His words shocked Zakaze, and the young ambassador thought that Tonatiu suddenly changed his mind and wanted him to return to Tanaris.
"Your Majesty! We'll pack up and leave immediately. I've had enough of the looks from those Zandalari trolls! It's okay that it's during the Dinosaur Festival. If it weren't for the festive atmosphere, they would be even more outrageous..." Zakaze was very excited.
But Tonatiu said to him.
"I didn't ask you to leave. Zakaze, I just asked you to leave the consulate area. All the desert trolls should move to the business district near the dock."
"Forehead……"
Zakaze was stunned.
"Your Majesty, may I ask why?"
"We are too poor. Zandalar is too rich. Commerce and trade can help us live a better life."
"Caravan. Zakaze, I need you to form a caravan in the name of the desert troll."
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night.
It was the fourth night of Tonatiu's arrival in Dassaro.
The Trolls' Dinosaur Festival finally officially opens.
Countless lights poured out from the streets of Dazar'alor, converging on the straight steps of the Golden Road, like surging rivers of stars, rushing to the top of the giant seal where the empire's ceremonies and celebrations were held.
Tonatiu changed into the Zandalari robes that Zakaze had prepared for him and got on Lulu.
Zumulaen led the way with the light, and Zakaze followed behind.
As the king of Tonatiu's Falaki Empire, and because tonight is the official opening ceremony of the Dinosaur Festival, he is fully qualified to ride his own mount at this time.
Even if his mount is bigger.
However, Lal came here specifically to warn that the Dinosaur Festival celebration was no different than usual. In addition to the trolls from other places, other Zandalari servants outside of Dazar'alor were even imperial officers, officials, and the city of Dazar'alor.
Representatives from all walks of life must go to Dassaro to celebrate the God-King.
In order to avoid congestion and delays, everyone from the MPs of Zansul to the chiefs of small tribes were not allowed to bring more followers with them on this day.
Nothing else.
It's not discrimination, it's just that there were too many trolls sealed by Juqing on this day. This was to avoid crowding.
As soon as Tonatiu went out, he saw a troll waiting outside.
From the perspective of a troll, this troll looks like a handsome guy with sharp eyebrows and sharp eyes, blue lips and red lips, and long teeth.
The handsome troll was none other than Lal. Lal gave the Loa believers the gift of meeting each other, "Your Majesty, on behalf of Zansul, I will escort you to the Dinosaur Festival celebration."
Tonatiu killed the blood troll and settled the attack for Zandalari, which was not without benefits.
Except for the twenty ships of the Golden Fleet who were not sure when they would be cashed in, most of the members of Zansul had a great change in their view of him.
Maybe there are still people who look down on him because of his status as a desert troll, but no trolls dare to look down on him anymore.
Lal, a good-tempered old acquaintance, respected him even more from that night on.
In the past, he would only address him as "Your Majesty" occasionally, but now he would use this title whenever he met Tonatiu.
In Zandalari, apart from calling the gods "Your Majesty", only the god king Rastakhan can enjoy it.
Tonatiu smiled and said: "Lal, thank you for your hard work."
Lar even said he didn't dare, then mounted his pterodactyl and followed closely.
When riding on his pterodactyl, Lal noticed that it was a little nervous and kept staring at the huge black monster next to it.
It turned out that the strange dragon had been looking at it, and its look was like the way pterodactyls looked at the food they had already obtained when they were hunting.
Lar smiled bitterly in his heart.
His Majesty's companion looks just as powerful as he does.
His pterodactyl was a direct descendant of His Majesty Paku, but he still looked like this to the black monster dragon.
He tried to appease Paku's heirs and led the way.
Tonatiu only brought two trolls, Zakaze and Zumulane, who were familiar with the local area. However, once he was on the road, he realized that he had quite a lot of followers.
The jungle trolls who lived in the consulate area, and even the two Gurubashi governors, only had one entourage carrying a lantern.
Although the Jungle Trolls were divided, Gurubashi became the synonym for Jungle Trolls.
But like the Amani, the Gurubashi tribe also exists, and it is also the overlord of the jungle trolls and the most powerful tribe.
But there are many warlords in the tribe, and they fight all day long, and no one will obey anyone.
The governors of Gurubashi are all like this, and the rest of the jungle troll chiefs are all alone, riding a raptor and holding their own lights.
Tonatiu saw Senjin, who was riding a thin raptor, and he knew at a glance that his treatment was normal.
He waved his hand towards Senjin. The troll who looked smaller than him was stunned for a moment, but he still came over hesitantly.
"Follow me and go together." Tonatiu said with a smile.
Senjin seemed to be hesitant because the jungle trolls were looking at him with different meanings in their eyes.
"Who is this?" the witchcraft lord of Zandalar asked curiously from the side.
"He is Sen'jin from the Darkspear tribe. A very talented young troll. I am very optimistic about him." Tonatiu said with a smile.
"Oh? To be so favored by His Majesty, he must have some kind of outstanding talent!" Laldo glanced at Senjin for a few times, which made Senjin feel a little nervous, but also a little proud.
This is the sorcerer lord of Zandalari, a distinguished member of the Council of Zansul!
There is such treatment, and the wise Senjin also knows why.
He gritted his teeth and twitched his long fangs exposed in the air twice. Finally, he rode the raptor to Tonatiu, got off the thin raptor, patted the raptor and let it leave on its own.
Carrying a light, he followed behind Zakaze and Zumulaen, and followed Tonatiu.
The two desert trolls glanced at the jungle troll in surprise, and young Senjin smiled shyly at them.
"Hello." Zakaze said politely.
"Hello." Senjin still looked the same, very shy.
Zumulane continued walking without saying a word.
Tonatiu, who looked at all this with a smile, shook his head and sighed at the huge changes he had made to the world line. Thinking about it, he was still a little excited.
This is the father of one of the future tribal chiefs!
