This night, shortly after the moon rose.

Kalmar finds Kael'thas again.

"What's the matter?"

Kael'thas waited for a long time, thinking that it was finally here, and then gave up his intention to sleep, sat down and asked.

There was a crowd of people gathered next to him, and even if Karma wanted to poison him, it would be impossible.

"Your Highness Kael'thas, I pray that I will be able to negotiate with you again."

Unexpectedly, the old troll did not act with the slightest malice, and fell to his knees respectfully in front of Kael'thas in front of him.

"Yes."

Simply agreed.

"Your Highness"

Somewhat surprised by Kael'thas sloppiness, Karma put back some of the words he had prepared, and then panicked thinking about how to start.

“”

"I hope you will be able to persuade your father to spare the remaining trolls of our Zuaman, and in return we will always submit to the High Elves."

The old troll finally spoke directly, and then immediately received a refusal as expected:

"Impossible!"

Kael'thas replied categorically, this question does not need to be thought about, it is impossible to agree.

Not to mention whether he can persuade his father, the current trolls don't have the power and capital to ask for this at all, and the High Elves are in an absolute advantage and will not simply let them go.

As for their submission, it was even more ridiculous, with millennia of war and hatred, and Kael'thas didn't think the trolls would be genuinely obedient. If he lets them live, what if the trolls from the outside world come back in the future?

What was this old priest thinking?

"My highness, my people, apart from us soldiers, there are only some powerless poor people and old people and children left in Zu Aman."

"No matter how much time has passed, we people will never be able to resist the powerful you."

Karma spoke slowly, and the High Elves around him immediately looked a little haughty, thinking that the old troll knew something.

Except for the time when they fought with humans against the gigantic Troll Empire thousands of years ago, the High Elves have held the High Elves in an overwhelming position to crush the trolls of Quel'Thalas in Zuaman. And the most important reason why the huge troll empire made the elves have to choose to cooperate with humans is because of the difference in numbers. At that time, although the elves established a nation, they experienced the effects of expulsion, migration, and the suffering caused by the loss of eternal life, and the wells of the sun were not mature enough, and their number was more than half smaller than now.

After thousands of years of prosperity, the current High Elf population has grown to more than 300,000 people, and although it cannot compare with the number of any human kingdom, it is very powerful.

And most of this continent belongs to humans, and the land of trolls is close to disappearing. It can be said that the trolls can no longer assemble the number of soldiers of the original era, and the trolls left behind by Zuaman are indeed unable to do them a lot of damage.

You must know that in the war 200 years ago, the reason why the trolls almost won was not a victory in strength, but a strategy. The elves who have suffered a loss once have become much more cautious.

"You can't resist, but that doesn't justify. I don't believe in your loyalty, and you don't have the conditions to satisfy me. ”

Kael'thas said this, thinking that the troll must have understood what he meant, and wondered what he would hear next.

"Then Your Highness, can we use our own professional skills as a condition?"

"With melee technology, our melee pros and techniques far surpass yours. Your spells are so powerful that they can even change the kingdom, but everyone knows that your melee numbers are too small, and our people can make up for it. ”

Karma stared at Kael'thas and said, he didn't lie, the trolls have a special racial surname, Berserk and Regeneration, which have increased attack speed and exaggerated body regeneration, so there is a lot of melee combat in the troll group. Moreover, after discovering the advantages of thieves over the past few hundred years, the number of thieves in the group of trolls in Zuama has reached an exaggerated level of one-third of the total number of professionals.

"I don't think this will help us much."

Kael'thas replied flatly, but in fact, his heart and the elves around him moved. Elven melee combat is very poor indeed, and compared to trolls with a long and illustrious melee history, their dedication and research on melee combat is clearly not on the same level. Trolls once ruled the continent and established great dynasties, and Zu Aman, the former capital of the Amani Empire, must have mastered enough technology.

With these technologies, it may be possible to discover something.

But

These techniques could be obtained entirely through the interrogation of captives, and Kael'thas believed that the High Elves had this ability. And although Karma also said that his people could help the elves in their battles, the people who remained in Quel'Salas were a bunch of old and sick people, and Kael'thas would not trust their help like a fool.

[After killing these trolls tomorrow, I will report to my superiors and ask them to give orders to go to Zuaman to collect information.] 】

Kael'thas thought so ruthlessly in his heart, but he didn't let Karma see it.

"Your Highness, we can also provide us with other techniques, such as voodoo and domesticating wild beasts."

Karma continued, and there was nothing new in what he said in the end, and nothing that moved people.

Kael'thas quickly became bored

【Let's sleep】

He thought so, then interrupted Karma with a wave of his hand, and after clearly refusing, he turned and walked away, ignoring the other party's somewhat pale face.

But the old troll behind him suddenly shouted again:

"Your Highness! I know your mother!! ”

Kael'thas was stunned, and he turned to look at Karma in surprise. The old troll struggled to his feet, as if trying to say something.

"Hmph

But Kael'thas snorted coldly and left.

Although he was a little curious, he could always ask the people around him without letting the purposeful troll say it.

Karma was desperate, and he opened his mouth to continue shouting, but the High Elf mages around him quickly cast a silence spell on him, restricting his progress.

No one wanted the troll to continue to seduce.

Hopes were dashed

Falling to the ground, can this old troll really have to accept his fate?

"Solan Liane, you come in with me."

As he approached the tent, Kael'thas extended an invitation to the Astral Sorcerer.

He had vaguely sensed that this astral sorcerer must have a connection with his mother.

She also seems to have received a note from her mother last time.

If Sylvanas' report is correct