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The royal guards of Lordaeron were horrified - not afraid of the trolls, but just as much as Paul was, remorseful at their own failures. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Prince Danas, Uther, and Alexandros Mograini drew their swords from their waists, intending to shatter the corpse of the troll who dared to appear in the coalition camp.

"Wait, let's hear what he has to say. ”

Arthas waved his hand, stopping the crowd.

"But Alsace ......"

Prince Danas stopped what he was doing, but looked at the troll with heart.

"It's just a troll, we have so many people here, don't worry. ”

Arthas shook his head, staring at the troll in front of him who was so calm that he didn't seem to worry about being killed by the human soldiers.

Compared to the forest trolls that Arthas had seen in Riptide Castle, the troll in front of him was even bigger.

However, his large body did not make him look savage or rude, and the pale blue robes on his body, although they still exposed too many parts of his body compared to human clothing, were much better than the forest trolls who were often naked/naked.

What's more, the troll's complexion in front of him was not the turquoise of the forest troll, but a bluish black with a hint of blue.

Looking at the troll's graceful demeanor and relaxed expression, Arthas could not see the slightest hint of a troll's fury in him, and if you ignore the natural mane and fangs, this troll seems to be more knowledgeable than the wisest sage of mankind.

"Caldara, young human prince, my name is Caldara, and I am from the Zandalar clan. I have crossed the ocean to come here in the hope of mediating the war between humanity and my fellow citizens. ”

Nodding slightly, the tall troll spoke his name slowly, using the most authentic lingua franca of all, and even Arthas, who was born into the royal family of Lordaeron, could not find fault with his words and diction.

Prince Danas, who had already put away his weapon because of Arthas's words, was completely enraged by the troll's words at this time.

"Mediation, what do you think you are?"

His Royal Highness from Riptide Castle roared loudly, and if it weren't for Muradine Copperbeard's stop, Prince Danas would have rushed up and tore the troll in front of him to shreds.

Despite the millennia of feud between the High Elves and the Trolls, the most hated of the Trolls was undoubtedly the Arathi Highlanders, who had killed dozens of civilians in the war six years earlier.

"Calm down, Danas, calm down! this guy is a little different...... Let's hear what he has to say. ”

Muradin Brass grabbed Prince Danas, his strong arms giving His Royal Highness the Prince of Riptide a slight pause, and then returned to his seat.

"Talk nonsense, I'll spend this time thinking about what would be a better death for you filthy troll. ”

Prince Danas said angrily.

"As you can see, I'm not dirty, I took a shower by the sea before coming here. ”

The Zandalar troll named "Caldara" said to Prince Danas with a smile.

"This ...... That's just a symbolic statement, and it doesn't really mean being physically dirty. ”

Arthas explained with a smile.

"Of course I do, so I'm just kidding...... Isn't there something called a sense of humor among you humans?"

Caldara looked at Alsace in surprise.

"I ......"

Arthas was dumbfounded, he had thought that Caldara was saying this because he was not used to the human way of speaking, and he did not expect that he was the one who was taken for a fool.

"Aside from all this chatter, troll. If you want to say something, you're running out of time. ”

Uther looked at Caldara with a frown, and then said righteously.

"There's a fart, troll, before I cut your head off. ”

Varian Ureon sat down in his seat with a grin, watching Caldara and shouting.

"As I said, I'm here to mediate this war. I learned from my fellow Amani that the combined forces of humans and dragons were attacking their city, but when I got here......"

"Alexstaza, the Oath of Life, and this higher being...... These of my compatriots seem to have a very difficult enemy. ”

Caldara nodded to the Red Dragon Queen and Frostmourn, and then said with a smile.

"You know me, am I famous in Zendala?"

The Red Dragon Queen seemed to know the meaning of "Zandalara" in Caldara's mouth, and she asked with interest.

"Sort of, Zur is interested in your fertility. ”

Caldara nodded, in reply to the Red Dragon Queen's words.

"What you call Zandalara...... What the hell is it?"

Arthas asked, frowning, he had vaguely heard the word in his memory, but couldn't remember when.

"Zandalara...... Trolls are the oldest race, and from the moment we were born, the world was ours, and at that time, there was no creator who fell from the sky, no demon god whispering in the abyss, and trolls were the only ones in heaven and on earth. ”

"When new races were born, new changes shaped our current world, some trolls were terrified, some trolls decided to document it all as spectators, and Zandalar was born. ”

Faced with Alsace's question, Caldara replied with some very vague phrases.

"The creator who fell from the sky, is it Iona-sama that they are the demon gods who whisper in the abyss...... Are you talking about Cthun?"

The Red Dragon Queen asked curiously.

"Enough, stop talking nonsense, Arthas, take out this troll, I don't think he's going to say anything we're interested in. ”

Whether it was "Iona" or "Cthun", Prince Danas didn't care, he just wanted to kill every troll in front of him.

"I know that many years ago there was a war between the Amani Empire and the High Elves and the Human Alliance...... We in Zandalar had intended to mediate in that war, as we did today, but Zujin attacked without waiting for us to arrive...... We at Zandala deeply regret that war, and even the great Zur is grieved by the blood and the death. ”

Caldara said as she looked at Arthas.

"Whether it's regret or pain, that blood and death will never come back, troll. ”

Aurelia exclaimed—as a High Elf who had been involved in the Great War, Aurelia didn't like Caldara's tone of being out of the way.

"Luckily this time, we caught up, so I sincerely hope that both sides of the war can give up their hatred and that peace is what the great Zur wants to see. ”

Caldara bowed his head deeply and said earnestly.

"In the last four days we have destroyed twelve troll cities, killed nearly eight thousand trolls, and now we are stepping on the ruins of a troll city however...... You want to stop the war?"

Arthas's eyes widened, he felt that his first impression of Caldara was a thousand degrees wrong, this guy was not elegant at all, he was completely insane.

"Why not? Time takes away everything, including hatred, leaving only history. ”

Caldara replied.

"Only people like you will forget! Time will not take everything, at least six years is not enough! If we forget the civilians who were tortured and killed under Fort Riptide, then what is the difference between us and treason?"

Prince Danas lashed out at Caldara, his saliva squirting in the troll's face.

"Torture? Can you tell me more about what the hell is going on?"

Caldara calmly wiped the spit off his face, then looked at Prince Danas and asked.

“…… Six years ago, under Riptide Castle, you trolls killed all the outhabitants and ate them under our watch?