Tonatiu and a few trolls who came with him weren't the only ones in the mansion.

This is the warm and cozy embassy, which is supposed to be the one that Zandalar has for the major troll branches.

Desert Trolls, though weak, are far inferior to Forest Trolls and Jungle Trolls, nor are they comparable to Frost Trolls.

But the good thing is that desert trolls are the same as frost trolls, and each branch is basically one voice.

Unlike forest trolls and jungle trolls, the empire was too large to split into an unknown number of large clans.

Neither of them obeys each other, and the dog's head bleeds from the inside.

When arriving in the wind and rain.

There were already some trolls waiting for Tonatiu and other trolls in the embassy, but it wasn't Zandalar trolls, but some other sand trolls.

"Your Majesty~"

Zumuran introduced Tonathiu to a group of respectful sand trolls.

"These are the residents of Zulfalak who used to be stationed here."

"Your Majesty~" A young sand troll led by him, prostrate deeply on the ground, "I'm Zakhaze." I'm here to speak for the sand trolls. We've heard about your deeds. You are the co-owner of all sand trolls! ”

"Oh?"

Tonatiu smiled, this very young sand troll was very interesting and eye-catching.

Especially after he said his name, Zachadze.

If nothing goes wrong.

The young Zakhazec would be taken to Zendala many years later, after the fall of Zulfarak, by the Dark Prophet Zul.

Then, as a sand troll, he actually became a general of Zandalara.

It's not easy.

It's probably like a native in Hawaii who actually became the secretary of defense of the United States.

Although he is still very young, he must have some kind of outstanding talent, otherwise Zur and Rastaha would not appreciate him that way in the future.

He was even willing to make him a general in Zandalara.

In the original plot.

Decades later, it was Zakhazec, the sand troll general, who stood up against the Horde's entry into Zandalar and Zandalara's integration into the Horde.

For by that time Zulfarak had already fallen, and it was the tribe that had destroyed Zulfarak.

"Zakhaze. The Fallaki Empire is about to be revived. The empire needs all its people to serve the empire, would you rather stay in the comfort of Zandalara, or go back to the desert to fight the wind and sand every day and fight for the rise of Falaki? Tonatiu whispered.

"Your Majesty!" Almost without hesitation, Zakhaze raised his head excitedly, "I'm willing to do anything for Farachi!" Including giving your own life! I'm going back to the desert, I'm a sand troll! ”

"Good!" Tonatiu applauded, "Then you will stay in Zandalar and contact Zendalar for the aid of the sand trolls." ”

"Your Majesty?!" Zachadze's eyes widened, wondering why Tonatiu wanted him to stay here.

Working at the Sand Troll Embassy in Zendalar is easy, and life in Zudasa is tens of thousands of times more comfortable than in the desert.

But as a promising sand troll youth, he doesn't want to live this comfortable life, he wants to shed blood for the sand troll!

"The rise of Faraki and the Sand Trolls, beyond Iron and Blood. Allies and trade, food are also needed. The rise of a nation and a tribe requires the help of His people in every way. ”

Tonathiu said: "And you, Zakaze. I think you should stay in Zudasa and offer your wisdom and talents for the rise of the sand trolls. ”

"That'...... All right. Your Majesty. It was clear that Zakazar wanted to go back to the desert, but when Tonatiu insisted, the young sand troll complied.

"Yawn~"

A soft yawn sounded behind him, and Tonatiu's heart moved.

He said to Zumulahn: "Son of Sandi. You're handing over Zachadze, it's late. It's time to rest, there's something to do tomorrow. ”

"Obey the order~ Your Majesty." Zakaze said.

"Your will." Zumulain.

"This is a human slave I captured at sea, and she has a lot of use. Give her a room, give her food and a warm quilt. Tonatiu suddenly pointed to the human girl who had yawned just now:

"Also counting on her to exchange a few boats from Kul Tiras. Don't let the princess of Prodmore go wrong. ”

He said so.

Zakhazar looked at Sarah's bewildered look at the cloaked Sarah, and turned to excitement.

"Prodmore of Coultiras? That should be Sarah Proudmoore? There are people in Zudasari who are Kultiras, and I know their leader! ”

"That's good. Zakhazec. But it's too late now, and those things will be talked about tomorrow. Tonatiu said.

"Yes. Your Majesty. Zachadze hurriedly said, "You should rest." Beds and food, and warm quilts are all ready for you. ”

"See you tomorrow, then, everyone."

Under the leadership of Zachazze.

Tonatiu came to the best room in the Sand Troll Consulate.

Probably because he knew that Sara was the princess of the Proudmore family, Zachazze also arranged the human princess's room next door.

Toruru was housed in the yard, it was too big to be able to stay there.

Two of the four Titan trolls stayed to keep vigil, leaving two to rest.

After becoming a semi-energetic creature, the Titan Troll needed much less food and the amount of rest they needed was much shorter.

Zumuran and Zakaze saluted and left, and Tonatiu glanced at Sarah Proudmoor's door, which had not moved since entering the room, and returned to his room.

Tonatiu swore that it was the best and most comfortable room he had slept in since he had come to Azeroth, a bed.

The abundance of Zandalar and Zudasa is the most powerful and popular among the troll races, as well as among the major powers and races in the world.

With a navy known as the Golden Fleet, Zandalara's fleet can run rampant at sea, which makes their maritime trade extremely prosperous.

Before they started supporting other trolls everywhere, other racial forces, including the human kingdom, were still willing to do business with these civilized trolls.

The exception is the arrogant Queldore, who is extremely hateful to trolls, and their sunwells keep most of their supplies self-sufficient, and even if they need something, they can obtain it indirectly through human merchants.

With the development of maritime trade and commerce, it was the time when Zandalar was at its richest and most civilized.

This abundance and prosperity is projected in this room, and the luxurious decoration and comfort of the materials make Tonatiu, a dirt bun sand troll from the desert countryside, can't help but marvel.

Sand trolls are not yet in the age of enjoyment, and basically everything is based on pragmatism, and they can't be as elaborate and extravagant as Zandalara.

Lying on the large soft bed made of fur I don't know what kind of fur to use, I felt a touch similar to the ultra-luxurious and comfortable Simmons in my previous life.

Tonatiu snorted comfortably.

"This ......"

"When I go back, I must order a big one, it must be very comfortable to roll!"

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