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Chapter 50 [Learning Foreign Languages]

On the first night back in Zutona, Tonatiu slept soundly.

the next day.

The clear chirping of birds came to his ears, awakening his thoughts.

"twitter."

Tonatiu opened his eyes slightly, feeling a little drowsy in sleep.

There was an unknown bird standing by the window. I don’t know what it was. It looked a bit blue and black. It was lying quietly. After seeing his gaze, it started to chirp and beat with its small little bird.

His mouth tapped on the wooden window sill.

Tonatiu shook his head.

The creatures here in Un'Goro Crater almost all grow wildly. There are many kinds of animals and plants, and it's normal to have some you don't recognize.

The light of the eternal statue attracts many small animals, including a strange bird.

The morning light shines into the room through the window, and it is already dark.

"Well."

Tonatiu lifted up the thin quilt. There was an eternal statue that could regulate the climate. Zutona was shrouded in the barrier, so it wasn't cold at all, but he still put on a quilt. It was just a habit.

While wearing clothes.

Tonatius smiled at the Xalatas he carried with him and said, "Good morning."

no response.

He didn't take it seriously, put on his clothes again, stood by the bed and looked outside.

The vast sea of ​​​​forests spreads in the distance, the emerald green looks like a big mouth that swallows everything. Finally, it is Zutona's city wall that isolates this savage growth of vitality, bringing a bit of stability and relaxation to the city.

This is Un'Goro Crater.

Tonatiu couldn't help but sigh: "This is so beautiful."

Yes, compared to the Tanaris Desert, if there is no danger to life, the virgin forest is like paradise.

A paradise for him.

Leave the bedroom.

A small figure was holding on to the wall, looking at the city below and walking slowly.

It's Modera.

The Archmage of Dalaran.

As Tonatiu's guest, she was arranged to stay next door to him last night.

"Good morning."

Tonatiu greeted her with a smile.

"Good morning, Lord Chief." A faint smile appeared on Modera's haggard face, and she responded to him in troll language that she spoke increasingly proficiently.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah. As for the trauma, it's basically the same. The witch doctor Zangar is very powerful. His spells healed my trauma, but it's not the trauma that bothers my body." Modera shook her head helplessly.

After these days of guidance, the out-of-control arcane torrent in her body had improved a lot. Especially after arriving in Zutona, she was surprised to find that she recovered faster and it was easier to sort out the violent mana.

She even felt.

This troll city gave her a sense of sight of Quel'Thalas. But how could it be possible? Silvermoon City is the most glorious magical kingdom, and even Dalaran cannot compare with it. The elves have a sunwell,

That allows mages to slowly increase their mana and improve their physique without meditating.

On one side is the splendid elf city, and on the other side is the troll city that is well-organized but rudimentary everywhere.

There is really no comparison between the two. Modera felt that she must have been too seriously injured and her perception was a little confused.

"Take your time. It will get better."

Tonatiu smiled: "Are all the mages in Dalaran so powerful? They have become so proficient in troll language so quickly."

Modera smiled reservedly.

She will never belittle herself when it comes to learning and knowledge. Yes, she is a genius!

Seeing Modera's reserved look, Tonatiu's heart moved. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't a heartbeat.

Tonatiu found that such a young and knowledgeable mage lady who had saved her life seemed to be a very good learning object.

Of course he didn't want to learn magic.

He's not that material either.

What he wants to learn is other aspects of knowledge, such as language.

In the game, the dialogue between the tribe and the alliance cannot be heard at all. Although each race has its own language, it is basically the same. Most of the time, the racial language is just a decoration and does not have much effect.

But in the real Azeroth, each race has a language, and even the language of the race has some language branches and local languages. For example, in Troll language, there is a difference between Zandalari and ordinary Troll language.

, there are many different tones in ordinary troll language...

Tonatiu heard Zangar say it.

An experienced troll witch doctor or businessman can tell whether the other party comes from a forest, a desert, or an ice field, not by skin color or appearance, but only by the troll's words.

This means that although ordinary troll races such as desert trolls, jungle trolls, forest trolls, and ice trolls all speak ordinary troll language, their accents and spoken language are very different, just like London in English on Earth.

The difference between the accent and the Liverpudlian accent is the same.

The same goes for other races.

Although the human lingua franca of the Kingdom of Azeroth (Kingdom of Stormwind) and the lingua franca of the Kingdom of Lordaeron can communicate with each other, they can be easily distinguished in terms of language habits and accents.

having said so much.

Tonatiu just wants to learn the common language of mankind from Modera. If possible, he also wants to learn the languages ​​of other races.

Well... if you learn a few more foreign languages, you won't be afraid of not having enough food on earth. Similarly, in Azeroth, rounding things off, learning a few more foreign languages ​​should also be useful.

For example, if you know the language of the quilboar, if you are caught by the quilboar, they will carry you to the campfire to roast you. If you can speak the quilboar at this time, you can use the quilboar to speak politely: "Thank you,

Please don't add salt, I'm afraid it will salt you!"

All right.

just kidding.

Except for some druids and businessmen, not many people can learn the language of the wild boars.

"Miss Mage."

After making up his mind, Tonatiu made a very sincere request to Modera:

"Can I ask you to do something for me? I hope you can teach me the common language of mankind, or other languages. It is best to learn the words together..."

Modera was startled.

She didn't expect that the troll chief wanted to imitate humans.

Life was saved by the other party.

Of course Modera would not feel embarrassed by this small request. She thought about it and said:

"Of course there is no problem. But learning a language will be very difficult... I can't cast a spell now. If I really want to learn it, when I get better, I think I can cast a spell on you, the chief."

Spells like "Languages" or "Arcane Wisdom" can help you learn faster!"

"I was able to communicate with trolls before I learned their language. In fact, as long as you use the magic of "Language Comprehension", you don't need to learn the other party's language, and you can also communicate with those intelligent races."

"As for "Arcane Wisdom", this magic can make the released person's logic more agile, thinking smoothly, and learning knowledge quickly! There are many similar magics, but these two are the most effective. Wait until I get better

Now, let me cast such a spell on you, or simply teach you the spell "Language Comprehension"."

"After all, it will be very difficult if you really learn slowly."

Tonatiu stopped talking.

The muscle brother was poked in a sore spot.


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