The Zandalar Empire, which has been peaceful for thousands of years, is undergoing drastic changes, which is an inevitable pain for the oldest empire.
This pain caused trouble to many trolls. When their king believed that this was a pain that must be endured, the commoners could only choose to accept it.
In fact, most of this pain only occurs between high-level officials and those with vested interests.
For the common people of the Zandalari trolls, in addition to the various things happening in the upper levels, they can be news.
The remaining impact is that many Zandalari trolls do not understand why the empire suddenly has a large number of desert troll bureaucrats.
As for ordinary life, it would be worse than a cargo ship full of goods that the Zandalari trolls like capsized on the endless sea, which would have a big impact.
Zul has not touched the civilian class at all, and the laws that should be obeyed before must also be obeyed now.
There were no laws before, and there are still no laws now. Only some of the laws that were established during the brief reign of High Priest Yazma in the Lower City were overturned.
On the twentieth day after Tonatiu returned to Zandalar, the rainy season rains that lasted for four days once again ushered in a short intermission.
The whole morning, the sun was shining brightly in the Dassaro area and there was no rain.
The scorching sun quickly evaporated the rainwater on the ground, and the weather, which had been cool for several days, began to become humid and hot again.
Usually the trolls don't like this kind of weather, but they have been plagued by heavy rain for two months. It's not bad to have this kind of weather once in a while.
When the weather is good, even if it is very hot and muggy, there are still many Zandalari trolls in the Lower City and Middle City, dragging their families and children out.
Some go shopping to replenish the food and materials consumed at home during the heavy rain; some take advantage of the rain to stop and rush out to do some things that are not suitable to do when it rains; some simply go out with the whole family to get some fresh air and go shopping.
The great turmoil and the rainy season combined, and the depression that was weighing on the heads of the troll civilians was swept away by this hot and sunny day.
Dazar'alor seems to be alive again.
The streets were crowded with trolls, and there were mountains of trolls and seas of trolls. Shopkeepers doing business were so happy that they couldn't stop smiling, and they were busy recruiting customers.
At this time, Zul accompanied Tonatiu, the two actual leaders of the Zandalar Empire, each put on a mask and changed into ordinary clothes, walking through the streets of the lower city.
It is very popular for trolls to wear masks. Even if they have nothing to do, whenever they encounter a new and beautiful mask, they will buy it and keep it for a few days.
Mask culture is very popular among Zandalari, and it is also a popular culture among other troll tribes.
This is probably the same as the first batch of priests in the Troll Empire who wore various masks in order to show their mystery when serving the god Loa.
Ordinary trolls follow the same pattern, and it is gradually passed down and developed into a unique troll culture.
Zul and Tonatiu put on masks and walked among ordinary trolls and civilians. There was nothing special about them.
Because out of the ten trolls on the street, two or three were wearing masks just like them.
The only thing that stood out was Tonatiu's extremely strong and tall physique. Among the Zandalari trolls that were only as tall as his shoulders, there were some aliens.
Probably like Yao Ming or O'Neal, the commercial pedestrian streets during domestic holidays.
Because he was wearing a mask, ordinary trolls and civilians did not expect to come to him.
Apart from everyone taking a few glances, no trolls have recognized their identities yet.
Tonatiu liked the atmosphere, which was somewhat like a commercial pedestrian street during holidays on Earth.
Since becoming the leader of the trolls, his status has suddenly become very special. In addition, the desert trolls do not have as advanced a civilization as Zandalar.
I haven't experienced this kind of experience for several years.
He couldn't leave Zandalar for the time being. In fact, he had nothing to do, and Tonatiu was in a panic.
He saw that Zuer had been busy for more than twenty days in a row and almost didn't sleep every day. Purple eye frames similar to black eye frames appeared near the black and blue skin under his eyes.
Worried that the prophet would die from overwork, Tonatius, who worked as hard as Zhuge Liang, forced him to put down his work temporarily and travel with him.
The prophet did not agree at first, but then the troll king repeatedly forced and demanded.
He had no choice but to obey.
And suggested wearing a mask.
It was this suggestion that allowed the two trolls in power to move smoothly among the troll civilians.
They didn't bring any followers.
In Zandalar and Dazar'alor, the Troll King and the Troll Prophet are very confident. With their combination, they can encounter assassination here and if danger arises.
There is no other safe place in the troll kingdom.
Compared with a typical Zandalari troll like Zul, a standard Zandalari troll noble who has lived in Zansul since childhood.
Tonatiu, a country bumpkin from the desert, would inevitably be surprised when he saw something he didn't recognize when he was shopping.
Fortunately, Zul didn't seem to care at all, smiling and explaining variously...
For example... when Tonatiu passed by a stall filled with various small bottles, he picked up a small bottle out of curiosity and said with a casual smile:
"Boss, what's in your bottle?"
This small vendor has dark blue skin, is bent over, and has long and thin fangs. You can tell at a glance that he is not a Zandalari troll.
Judging from his appearance, he looks like a jungle troll, one of those trolls living in Stranglethorn Vale.
Zandalari is the overlord of trolls, and many other trolls come here to do business or make a living.
It's just that it's not easy to get here, because except for the Zandalari, other troll tribes don't have the ability to cross the sea to get here.
Most of the other trolls who came to Zandalar came to Zandalar with Zandalari ships.
This little jungle troll businessman was surprised by Tonatiu's overly strong figure.
Then he began to promote his products enthusiastically:
"Boss! You have such good taste! This is my new perfume. It is made of pure nature and is especially suitable for those trolls in love. Do you want two bottles?"
"Actually, I'm already married. I shouldn't need this kind of love perfume." Tonatiu refused, but his actions were honest. He opened the small stopper of the bottle and put his nose up to smell it.
Hmm...it's hard to describe the taste.
It's like the bodily fluids of certain animals, mixed with the juices of certain plants, and mixed with some flowers to create a mixed flavor.
Tonatiu choked and almost vomited out, this stuff smells so bad! What kind of love perfume is this?! Are you kidding him?!
"This stinks too much!" the Troll King said in disgust and handed it back.
The troll vendor wasn't happy and didn't even take over.
"Sir, it doesn't matter if you don't like it. I have just prepared these perfumes, and they may be a bit lacking in flavor... But if you say it smells bad, I don't agree with it!"
"This is a perfume made from pure natural materials! It can double the charm of trolls! The materials include water vine, star moss and other precious herbs, as well as special magic essence, and it is refined with Loa's blessing.
!You actually said it stinks, you are slandering me. I want to find the city defense army, big man! You are hindering my business, you can wait for the lawsuit!"
The vendor's voice became louder and louder, and he noticed keenly that Tonatiu seemed to be unwilling to allow other trolls to pay attention to him. As his voice became louder, he began to stop talking.
This made the jungle troll vendor become louder and start to have other ideas, such as... maybe these are two bumpkins from out of town who have never seen the prosperity of Dazar'alor, and maybe they can make a fortune!
