Two days later, a huge floating airship appeared in the waters of Durotal, bordering the Endless Sea.

"My noble Queen, you should be able to see the coastline of Durontar by now!"

With one hand at the helm and the other biting the huge citrus in his hand, Gazkel was completely enjoying the pleasure of piloting the airship.

"Hmmm! But it doesn't seem very close, how long will it take to get there? ”

Sylvanas, a former Ranger General, has a good grasp of distance, and although she can see the distant coastline from the airship, she doesn't know what kind of speed the airship can reach.

"If there are no surprises, we should be able to reach Durotar's tower in about a day."

The goblin leader clearly knows more about his airship, and he is now in control of his speed, not going full speed.

After all, after the scouts arranged by Orgrimmar on the sea saw them, they still had time to send the news back to the main city of the tribe, and a special person would be arranged to receive them at that time.

Of course, not every airship arrives so grandly, but this time is obviously different, the arrival of the queen of the Undercity is a big event for Orgrimmar!

"What if there is an accident?"

Sylvanas' keen eyes scanned the sea ahead of him, and although it was completely under the control of the tribe, the image of being ambushed by demons as he set out was still vivid.

"Oh! My most expensive Queen, I don't think the Great Chief will let such a thing happen......"

Gazkel is full of confidence in Orgrimmar, the largest city of the tribe is not built casually, if there is no guarantee of safety here, then the tribe really needs to be careful!

"I hope you're right, my friend!"

The queen seemed to be in a good mood, and she turned to look at the little trolls frolicking on the deck, a slight smile on her lips.

"Jarro, when we get to Orgrimmar, will we meet Sal?"

Among the seven little trolls, the tallest boy asked Jarro with a wistful expression, and in their perception, it seemed that this little girl was really their chief.

"Can't I, as the chief of the clan, see the big chief? I think it will. ”

Jarro glanced at Sylvanas with a proud face, she wanted to get approval from the queen, but the latter didn't seem to care about the little trolls' jokes.

"Are we all going to live in Orgrimmar in the future?"

The little troll with a moderate head also raised his own questions, as if he was worried about something, but looking at Jarro, he didn't worry so much, after all, he always had to follow his chieftain!

"We're trolls, do we want to live in a city that doesn't belong to us?"

Jarro suddenly looked very serious, and outsiders would never have imagined that a little troll girl could appear so mature.

"Eventually, we will find our faith and our territory."

Jarro said this to the other little trolls, and everyone seemed to agree, except for the little troll boy with the smallest head, who had run out alone in the Alterac Valley to find Nalro, with some confusion in his eyes.

"That's it! When I see the Great Chief, I will ask him to give us the land. ”

Jarro looked confident, and after saying that, he took the little ones to play wildly on the upper deck of the airship, and returned to the way children should be.

The smallest troll didn't follow them crazy at the moment, but lay alone on the fence of the airship, looking out at the coastline of Durontar in the distance.

"Aren't we part of a tribe?! Couldn't the legendary Orgrimmar contain us? ”

The little guy thought a little bit like what Jarro said, he didn't quite understand why the trolls had to occupy their own territory, wouldn't it be good to live with everyone?

"I don't know if the Great Chief will give me a name, Jarro they all have good names, and I want a powerful name too!"

The little troll looked a little melancholy, in the tradition of the Frostspear Troll Clan, the child's name would be given by the warrior who would guide him, but his guide was the previous Clan Guardian, Narro.

Originally, Narro would have given him a name after he passed the test assigned by Naro at the age of ten, but now the mighty Shadowhunter had died protecting them......

"Jarro, the future chief of the Frostspear Clan; Sekar, the chief's brother; Mandokiel, the strongest of us at the moment, and Yecreek, Marri, and Vinoxis, must all be very powerful trolls in the future! ”

The little troll muttered, looking a little confused, still staring blankly at the distant coastline.

From a distance, it is a red shoreline, and the waves will be dyed red when they hit the ground, but there are few trees and no animal activity.

"Don't be fooled by the distant scene, everything can only be seen clearly after touching it with your heart."

At some point, Sylvanas came to the little trolls, and she seemed to have always been interested in them.

"Your Majesty?! I don't understand! ”

The little troll was nervous when he saw the Forsaken Queen coming to him, but the nervousness was soon replaced by a feeling of adoration.

Sylvanas's unique temperament impressed the little troll, and he felt in his heart that this was what a leader should be, and Nallo had a little of the same feeling, but much weaker than the queen.

"You may not understand it now, but when you grow into a warrior in your own right, you should have some experience!"

The queen had a rare few words, and there was always a voice in her heart calling out, as if there was something in these little trolls that resonated with it.

"I remember, Queen!"

Of course, the little troll still didn't understand what Sylvanas said, but he felt that the other party made a lot of sense, and accepted the queen's suggestion with joy.

"On the seashore, there is a big lizard, and it is hunting?!"

The little troll looked at the shoreline again, probably as it was getting closer, and he seemed to see something he hadn't seen before.

"That's the sea crocodile, the creature that lives by the sea, hunting anything it can touch."

Sylvanas smiled at the corners of his mouth, and seemed to like the little troll's natural keen observation, and even explained it to him.

"It's getting dark, except for the guards and the guards, let's go down to the cabin and rest!"

Gazkel's shouts rang out, and he was driving the captain's right to demand that all the people on deck enter the cabin, after all, the night is not safer than the day.

"Queen, I'm going down with them, thank you!"

The little troll politely asked the queen for instructions, and after getting permission, a few little trolls jumped into the cabin compartment of the lower level with Jarro......