Tonatiu's eyelids twitched.

"First came three druids."

"Another bronze dragon ......"

"It seems that my little troll city has finally attracted the attention of the Azeroth bosses."

didn't know that the bronze dragon had actually been paying attention to his tonatiu for a long time, staring at the information of the troll girl in front of him in the retina:

[Chromie: Level 22 Legendary Dragon, Calamity Danger, Neutral]

Although she looked like she was just a troll about fourteen or fifteen years old.

Tonatiu knew it was her appearance, or illusion.

But he didn't know.

In fact, she has been lurking by his side for a long time, and her past identity is his maid who has disappeared inexplicably.

That's right.

The bronze dragon transformed his identity from a minor maid beside the chief to an ordinary troll girl.

Actually, it can be the same.

Chromie also wants to maintain his original identity, but the troll develops too fast, and three years is enough time for an underage maid to grow up.

In addition, as a maid, she often has to come into contact with Tonatiu.

Even if there is no intimate contact.

The materialist aura on his body also often brought her illusion to the brink of collapse, and Chromie was worried that one day he would touch it and reveal her original form.

She simply switched identities.

made a disappearance plot for the original identity, and then incarnated as a new desert troll refugee, the fatherless and motherless kind.

Immediately after that, he mixed in with the first batch of desert troll refugees accepted by Zutona, and successfully entered Zutona and changed his new identity.

Her job is to keep an eye on the trolls, so instead of risking her identity being exposed, spy on the troll chieftains, who are putting her under increasing pressure.

Might as well stay in his base camp and spy on this alternative society of trolls that has never been seen before in Azeroth.

In this new work plan.

She tried to avoid contact with Tornathiu, but His Majesty the Notitans did not make a good appearance and still bumped into it.

Chromie has a headache.

What about Tonatiu?

He took a deep breath.

Decided to ignore the bronze dragon.

The bronze dragon can be said to have helped him directly once, and indirectly helped him once, and there has been no hostility towards Zutona all along.

Coupled with the terrifying power of the guardian dragons, since they did not come to provoke him, Tonatiu decided not to see her.

The other side.

Tonatiu felt that he could no longer turn a blind eye.

Initially there was only one.

Now there are two more.

This proves that the Cenarion Council is facing itself squarely, and it cannot continue to ignore it, and should take the initiative.

I thought about it.

He ignored Chromie, who didn't know what to do with him, and turned to the three big crows under the beam.

In the retina, their messages are projected:

[Broll Bearskin: Level 16 Druid, Normal, Neutral]

[Hisali Crow: Level 15 Druid, Normal, Neutral]

[Nalarex Heart of the Forest: Level 17 Darui, Threat, Neutral]

Under the beam, Tonatiu stood below, staring up at the three druid-turned birds.

The two larger, unfamiliar ravens looked overwhelmed.

They don't seem to know if they should look at Tonatiu or if they should be like any other bird.

The slightly smaller one was the raven that Tonatiu was familiar with, and he fed her often.

But now she is doing nothing, pretending to look at the scenery elsewhere.

On a side note, the one who pretended to be casual often ate mushrooms and fruits from the fields outside Zutona.

Just as the three birds were behaving differently, Tonatiu spoke in a low voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the Council of Cenarion. Good afternoon, Elune-adore! ”

He spoke later in the Nordashir language, which in the future would be called Darnassus, the language of the Cadores.

As the Naga, the High Elves, the Night Elves, and the future Blood Elves are all essentially Cadore offspring.

Therefore, whether it is the current Nodashir language or the future Darnassus, in fact, there is not much difference between Nazga and Salas.

Relatively speaking, the ideological differences between the Night Elves and their distant relatives are much greater than the language.

The phrase Tonatiu was learned from Modra, a master of the language, proficient in dwarven, pygmy, Salas, and troll languages, and even fish-man languages.

This sentence was specially taught to Modra when he was teaching him some Salas, so that he could distinguish between Nordasir and Salas, two very similar languages, in terms of tone and grammar.

Although many people think that Salas has many similarities with Nordahir, it is not easy to think of Salas as a dialect of Nordahir, as it is still difficult to communicate between the two languages.

Tonatiu has not been left behind in his studies of foreign languages, and he is now proficient in Fish-Man language, knows some simple human lingua franca, and is trying to learn Salas.

This allowed him to learn some simple greetings in the Nordahiran language from Modra.

It's like a Yankee who is learning Japanese, and maybe he will be able to say "ni hao" or "ni jin tian chi le ma" or "ni jin tian chi le ma" or "ni jin tianchi le ma" or "ni hao" or "ni jin tianchi le ma" or "ni hao" or "ni jin tianchi le ma" or "ni hao The same.

He looked at the three druids who had turned into big birds, and the first one was his own troll language, and the last one was "Elune-adore", which was the kind of society and language in which the Cadores greeted each other.

Translated into troll language, it means "May Elune bless you", or "May Elune protect you".

Of course, it can also be "May Elune be with you......"

Anyway, according to Modra's words, as long as you meet a Night Elf, it never hurts to use this sentence in the opening line.

Maybe Modra was right.

After hearing the friendly greeting in the mouth of the tall troll chief in front of them, the three druids finally couldn't continue to pretend to be birds.

The tallest big bird.

Under the curious gaze of the trolls around him, and the playful eyes of the bronze dragon, he jumped off the beam, his feathers began to fade in mid-air, and his body began to swell......

Wait for him to hit the ground.

A tall male Night Elf, not much shorter than a normal troll, was already standing in front of Tonatiu.

See him do it.

The remaining two ravens jumped off the beam and landed beside him, turning into two Night Elves.

Two men and one woman.

The deformed male in the back is slightly shorter than the previous one, but appears to be more stout and muscular, with broad shoulders.

And the female Night Elf, the Raptor Druid that Tonatiu and Zutona had fed for more than a year, also turned into a beautiful elf who was slightly taller than the adult troll female, with a slender and slender body.

“Elune-adore！”

The higher-up Night Elves at the head responded to Tonatiu with the same greeting.

"Can we talk?" Then he was very understanding of the trolls, and changed his language to the language of the trolls.

And looked at Tonatiu, who was two heads taller than himself, and his tone of voice made him feel very comfortable.

"We are here on behalf of the Cenarion Council, and we have no ill will. I am Nalarex Heart of the Forest, a druid. ”

"He's Browle Bearskin, and he's a druid."

"This is Hisali Black Crow, and she's also our sister."

When introducing Brol Bearskin, the shorter druid politely nodded to Tonatiu.

Tonatiu nodded in return.

But when it came time to introduce Hisari Black Crow, Tonatiu looked at her a little strangely.

It was as if he was looking at the little bird that often ran to the windowsill of his room to pray for food.

This made this Miss Cadore, who had beautiful violet skin, pretend not to hear the introduction, and almost whistle when she looked at the other place as if nothing happened.

Hey!

What a white-eyed bird!

I'm sorry I've fed you for so long.

Tonatiu complained in his heart.

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