The moon is dark and the wind is high.

The clouds and the moon also rest.

The Fitz Gribo Hotel was taken over, and his local spirit went to rest elsewhere tonight.

The best room in the hostel.

Tonatiu hugged Vasqui, whose skin was as smooth as elastic jade.

"Hah...... Ha...... Ha............ Ugly...... Ugly trolls. ”

"You...... More and more ......"

"I'm running out of food!!"

A lazy and hoarse voice.

The sound of panting after a blistering exercise.

Emerge from the charming little mouth of Queen Azhara's chief maid.

"My age in Azeroth, I'm less than 20 years old. I'm still developing, I'm still growing. You'll have to get used to it, my Viper lady. ”

Tonatiu held her.

A chuckle soothed her.

"Humph!"

Vaskie gasped and snorted.

"I'm going back. Aisha couldn't leave me for long. ”

"Isn't your queen looking after her? Didn't you say that your queen was very fond of her? With the protection of the mage who was once the number one on the planet, our little Elsa should be very safe, right? ”

"Queen...... That's right. She liked her a lot. But that's my daughter! She can't be left in the hands of someone else. ”

"You trust the most. Isn't it okay for your most revered queen? ”

Tonatiu saw her pink-white face, and hesitation flashed in it.

Vaschi whispered, "Queen, she has a long-term vision. What she thinks, what she wants to do. Even after 10,000 years by her side, I still can't guess and can't see through it. ”

"Have you ever considered leaving her?" Tonatiu spoke suddenly.

Vasqui froze.

"I also have an undersea kingdom, which may not be as good as the Eternal Palace. However, it should also protect you and Aisha. ”

"Stay by my side, nothing else is guaranteed. Security is absolutely no problem. ”

Tonatiu stared at her cat-like pupils, which were one of the two most attractive places in her.

The other place was the favorite place of his second daughter, Aisha Vaskir Aztek.

"Do you want me to betray the Queen?" Vasqui whispered.

"Hmm...... If you want to understand it that way, you can't help it. Tonatiu said.

Syllable!

Vasqui punched him in the chest, but it hurt herself.

"Never! You know? Absolutely not! She rubbed her aching fists and spoke firmly.

Tonathiu shrugged.

He rolled over and re-suppressed the Naga leader, who was slender but taller than himself.

"There's still some time until dawn."

"Ugly troll! I refuse! Not...... Not...... Hmm, ah...... Don't bite! What to give Elsa to eat...... Woo...... Woo......"

“……”

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……

Around noon.

Fitz Gribo returned to his hotel in a state of trepidation.

The troll who had chartered the inn yesterday had told him that he would only be able to come back at this time.

He's back.

The goblin saw the largest chair in the inn's inn hall for the giant alien adventurers, such as the Minotaurs, the Yakmen, or the few Zandalar Troll Adventurers.

On the big chair, sat a slender, strange troll with lightning flashes from time to time.

This troll is too tall.

Fortunately, he is thin enough.

"Ah, hello. Good afternoon. May the gods Tonna and Tiu, as well as the Aztecs, the god of wealth, always visit you!! As soon as the boss came in, his sharp voice was a little harsh, and he said flattering words.

"Good afternoon. But Tonna and Thew will most likely not favor you, you are not their followers. "The Titan Troll, the Commander of the Janissaries of the God-King, the Troll Hero Kezra looked at the dwarf condescendingly.

The Breakers of the Kingdoms were carried behind by Kezra, but covered with a black cloth.

Carrying a sword officer, this is also one of the jobs of Kzra.

"Huh? I am contemplating faith in these two Most High Majestic, sir. ”

Fiz Gribo quibbled, "Although I am not yet a believer in the two of them, my faith in the Aztec god has stood the test!" I am a long-time believer in the God of Wealth!! ”

"Got it. Got it. No goblin doesn't believe in Aztec, just as no goblin doesn't like these little golden things. ”

Kezra said as she tossed a small bag to the goblins.

"Here's the rest of your pay, twenty Aztec coins. Remember not to talk nonsense, or the trail in the shadows will haunt you. ”

The tall, thin, electric troll said and left the inn.

"Welcome back!!"

Fiz Gribo happily waved his money bag to bid farewell to his generous guests.

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……

Zutiu.

Bags of salt, spices, and sugar piled up from the shops to the streets, loaded with merchants driving horse-drawn carts to and fro.

The air is filled with the fragrance of a blend of spices. It's a bustling city next to an oasis, with the sound of thumping and looms, and business in the workshops of goblin artisans.

Vasqui has left.

She had no interest in the desert city.

After experiencing the once glorious Cadore Empire, it is difficult for the former upper elves to have any cities that can arouse their interest.

No matter how good the city is, can it have the famous cities of the Essaren and Vaskir and several other famous cities of the Kadore Empire?

And even if there were, it wouldn't be their city anymore.

Tonatiu led Kzra, flanked by a pale-skinned Kadore, who in fact called themselves Sindra, and in front of them was Sindra's prince, His Highness Tosedrin.

His Royal Highness is now the Chief Advisor Mage to His Majesty the God King, and he doesn't have much experience in combat, but he has a good understanding of academics and arcane.

In the entire Azeroth, there will definitely be no more than 5 people in the mortal race who are better than him.

Such an existence is best used as a consultant, at least he knows a lot of things.

Even if you don't know it, you can find some relevant records in the former library of the Kadore Empire.

Regarding the fact that Master Sindra and Eresaras joined the New Zur Empire in a sense, Nodashir of Kadore was ambiguous.

Most of the Cadores are still repulsive to the power of the arcane.

They did not welcome Eresaras back to Noldashir.

The sane Kadore higher-ups, but most of them know the role of an elite spell team.

Emotionally, the community does not welcome Sindra's return.

Intellectually, the race needs such strength.

This has made the attitude of the top management of Cadore towards Eresalas very ambivalent for tens of thousands of years.

On the one hand, the will of the people cannot be violated.

On the other hand, Master Sindra was actually a Master of Kadore.

This wavering attitude did not change until Malfurion woke up and the world cataclysm.

Now Eresaras is under the umbrella of Zutona, who is a certified ally of nature to the Kadores.

This result, in a sense, can also be regarded as Sindra's return to Kadore.

Therefore, during the meeting at the Feathermoon Fortress, Tyrande Yufeng made it clear that he supported this outcome.

Tosedlin and Sindra were able to stay with the trolls in the open.

They were also able to make contact with other compatriots in an open and honest manner, although a large part of these former compatriots still look at them with a colored eye.

All in all, the current result is arguably the least bad for the Tosedrinben Elves and the Sindras of Eresaras.

Tosedrin, also as a result of this and Zutonari's arcane energy, willingly became Tornatyu's chief spell advisor.

He began his life before and after the saddle, following the Troll King.

Just like today.

The leader of the Syndra mages, who accompanies the leader of the trolls, travels through the troll city managed by the goblins.

The God-King was so tall that it was hard for any troll or anyone else not to notice him.

Although there are still some adventurers such as yak people, bison people, or Shuharu, who are a little taller than the god-king.

But a troll like Tonatiu, the whole of Azeroth.

This small procession of people walking in Zutiuri attracts the attention of many adventurers and townspeople.

"That is the king of this desert? The agent of the sun god and the moon god, the god-king Tonatiu? A human adventurer from the east asked curiously about his fellow dwarves next to him.

"It's him. That's right. ”

"He doesn't even have guards with him, just walking through a chaotic city? Isn't he worried about his safety? ”

"Hahaha? Jamie, this is the funniest cold joke I've ever heard today. "The dwarf tried to pat his fellow human on the shoulder, but found that he couldn't.

"There is no one in the desert who is stronger than this god king! He would wander around Zutiu once or twice a month, and he wouldn't do anything, just stroll. ”

"Okay." The human adventurer nodded.

"It's not like our human king."

He said.