Single tooth. Vicious Tooth brought the priestess of the Rotten Moss Clan and her squire Hamir.

For the female troll named Ilsawens, Carlos felt average, and didn't think the female troll was cute. Out of courtesy, he shook hands with the priestess Ilsawens.

But for this Hamill, Carlos felt a deep admiration. Although it is Hamill who admires more than ten years later.

In the memory of the previous life, Carlos clearly remembered the Black Dragon Princess questline and the flow of love and family, and chose the alliance as his own because he was moved from the heart.

Compared with the epic and tragic mission story line of the Alliance, the mission of the tribe is more of the blood of the heroes of the western cowboy theme of the Great Amirijian Kingdom, and it is less heavy and precipitated. Only in the Eastern Plague Lands, only the Infiltrator Hamill's scroll series of quests allows players to see the tribal side, or the sublime or human brilliance of the trolls.

The Evil Moss Clan, known to the Alliance as the Rotten Moss Clan, is a troll clan that lives in the mountains of the eastern and southern regions of the Stratholme region.

In the history of the previous life, the Rotten Moss Trolls were a branch of the Amani Empire that split off after the Troll Wars and abandoned Lordaeron. Even so, humanity still can't get along with them. The Moss Trolls lost most of their territory before the Second Orc War. Like other forest trolls, the moss trolls and the Horde were allied during the Second War. When the Horde was undoubtedly defeated, Zulkin disappeared and the forest trolls abandoned their allies. Because of the horde's shameful defeat, the Moss Trolls decided not to have anything to do with such a reckless underdog again. These trolls are focused on driving humanity out of Lordaeron. As the plague of the undead began to spread across the continent, the moss trolls quickly tasted the sweet spot of the blossoming source of chaos. Because the plague was set to infect only humans, the human defenses soon collapsed, and the moss trolls planned to reclaim their homeland bit by bit. The plague soon swept across the continent. The once verdant home of the moss trolls is now the northeast corner of the Eastern Plaguelands. Plants and animals that are not dead are struggling to wither from disease. Although the environment is like a nightmare. The trolls refuse to give up their newly restored homeland. A group of troll hunters left the base camp some time ago in search of healthy food to bring back to their people, as the vast majority of animals have been infected by the plague. Eventually, they found some animals that didn't look sick. They slaughtered the animals and brought them back to the camp for a feast. The trolls are unfortunate, for the beasts have long since been manipulated by a powerful lich. All living creatures that eat these creatures will become undead. Soon the Lich took control of the undead trolls, and at the order of the Lich, the vast majority of the undead trolls set up camp in the southeast corner of the Eastern Plaguelands.

The undead trolls heard in their minds that their new master had issued them a terrifying mission: to return to Zumashal, the gathering place of the rotten moss trolls, to infect the rest of their remaining compatriots.

The troll Hamill is one of them.

As the other trolls gave up their resistance, Hamiya wrote a scribbled note with what little of his willpower was:

Kill me. Otherwise, it's too late.

I'm Hamill. While crossing Zumashal, my brothers and I ate some spoiled meat. We've changed, we've been infected.

Now I can feel the words of the lich, who asked me to go to Zumashar and infect my people. I could not resist his command, and before I lost everything that belonged to me, I wrote this scroll.

I've buried a chest at the back of this crypt. It's in the mound next to the wagon. But only my key can open it, and the key is on my body. If you want my treasure, come to me.

Kill me, or it'll be too late!

Carlos did this task for the first time in his last life, and he just took on the task at random, killing monsters, opening boxes, and leaving. Didn't read Hamill's scrolls seriously at all. It wasn't until I played the trumpet later that I started to study these as a plot party. So Hamill's scroll quest shook Carlos. Shook the Union Dog.

"Kill me, or it'll be too late."

When you calm down and experience this sentence, you will feel a deep shock.

A person who can ask for death for the sake of someone else's life and death is worthy of the word noble!

I have lost the ability to kill myself, I don't want to kill my people, anyone. Take my treasure! Kill me, anyone!

In this eastern plague land where no living creature can escape the shadow of natural disasters and undead plagues, in this place filled with the madness of the bloody crusaders and the cold slaughter of the scourge legions, Hamill's tragic invitation to die is particularly moving.

For humans. Trolls are wicked people. However, the wicked also have the heroes of the wicked.

All that is needed is to calm down, to read the scribbled note, and a noble soul will leap to the surface.

Because of these things that have not yet happened, during the meeting, Carlos's eyes will always sweep towards Hamill, intentionally or unintentionally.

"King of Alterac, what is it that upsets you? Why do you keep looking at my squire? Ilsawens said in a troll voice.

"You see, Your Excellency Priestess, there is no difference between your multiple guards and your lesser guards, and if you trust Mr. Onetooth, why should you be obsessed with one? Let him go down and rest, and we'll treat him well." Carlos said with a reason.

After a moment of thought, Ilsawens agreed with Carlos.

"You have a point, Hamill, go down and rest first." After Ilsawens arranged for the attendants to leave, Hamill followed Carlos' entourage out of the conference room, but instead of going to the rest room to enjoy the food, he stubbornly stood outside the closed door, doing his duty as a guard.

"Your Excellency Priestess, what you need, and what you want from me, be straightforward, without wasting each other's time."

Because Carlos was also fluent in troll conversation, Mr. Onetooth temporarily acted as an interpreter for the others present, interpreting the lingua franca......

"King of Alterac, I don't approve of the outside moss clan joining the tribe, but Zujin and his Zu Aman are too strong, they forcibly represent Amani, the patriarch has succumbed, the warriors of the moss need to fight for the good of Zu Aman, and our people of the moss are starving." Ilsawens said.

"Your Excellency Priestess, say your request." Carlos tapped his finger at the table, and the rhythmic clicking sound gave Elisawens more mental pressure.

"A coup d'état." Ilsawens said.

"Oh!" When Carlos heard this, he instantly came to his senses.

"It was not enough for the patriarch to send all his compatriots in the mountains to Zuaman, he also wanted Zumashal's compatriots to die for Zujin's ambitions. Of the three priests of Zumashal, Malika and I disagreed with too much involvement in alliance and tribal warfare, but Overseer Morando and Priest Mihayd approved of the Evil Moss Clan joining the Horde. So the patriarch will come to Zumashar in a few days to unify their opinions. ”

"What do you want us to do?"

"An accident. The One Fang of the Evil Tooth Clan is a man you can trust, and he recommended you to me. Humans, if you can send a special force that has always been elite to help us assassinate the Patriarch, the Moss Clan will announce its withdrawal from the Clan. ”

Ilsawens gave assurances.

"Okay, no problem!"

Carlos stood up and shook hands with the priestess again.

When the priestess and her attendant Hamill left, the meeting of the humans began.

"Carlos, I don't see anything good for us in this deal." Tulayan was blunt.

"yes, I don't see any good in us." Carlos shrugged his shoulders.

"Your Majesty, then why did you agree to that troll woman's request?" Aslan. Qi An asked puzzled.

"Hehehehe, hahahaha, ahahahahaha." In front of many of his subordinates, Carlos laughed arrogantly and presumptuously.

"They took me for a fool, and I took it for a fool. When I'm done being a fool, they'll have the final say on the rest! ”

"Carlos, you won't be ......"

Tulayan seemed to understand something.

"There will be a coup d'état, there will be a special squad, there will be, there will be an army of the alliance." Carlos said to everyone present with a smile like a big brother next door. (To be continued......)