(Because of some very troublesome things to go home urgently.,It's really distressing to go on the mountain road without socks for an hour.,There's not much time to thank for the reward.,Wait for the next time you come back and it should be on the shelf.,Thank you for the single chapter.,I didn't reply to the book review.,Sorry.,Update this early today as an apology.。 ）

A few days later, escorted by a group of people, Kael'thas arrived in Zuaman in a horse-drawn carriage.

The entire race of trolls in Zuaman trembled under the intimidation of this powerful escort and greeted him with immense joy.

Why joy?

For they also already knew that the lord who had treated them kindly was now the only prince of the High Elves, and had become the successor of Quel'Thalas.

He is the future king of the elves, and this identity makes all the trolls crazy.

This also means that no elf can be more noble than their lord and will rebel against Kael'thas and go to war with them again.

Since this time, almost all the trolls have been relieved and completely surrendered to Kael'thas from the heart.

The High Elves have a very long lifespan, and Kael'thas can successfully protect them for more than ten generations and thousands of years, and over time, the hatred between the High Elves and the trolls has disappeared completely.

Kael'thas walked into the council hall in such a frenzy, and after dispersing the idlers, he was surrounded by Liadreen and Sylvanas (Solan Liane was working on the papers in Silvermoon City), and the trolls of Kalmar and Saria.

"Your Highness!"

The two trolls were a little nervous, and in the title of Lord Lord or His Highness, they still chose His Highness, a word that better reflects the identity of Kael'thas to greet him.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, but I'm very satisfied with your work."

In Sariel's gaze, Kael'thas was still so calm and charming.

Karma, on the other hand, felt a little bit of the difference in the essence of Kael'thas more.

"You're overly praised"

The two trolls bowed, waiting for Kael'thas to speak.

"You deserve my credit for your work."

Kael'thas glanced at Liadline, who was blushing a little, and said:

"She's so grateful for your help."

In fact, he also knew that Liadrin's handling of Firewing's affairs was already a bit messy, how could the trolls manage so many things.

It's not that these two trolls are more sensible and well-arranged.

"Anyway, have you heard of Zujin forming an alliance with the orcs?"

Tapping his fingers on the handle of the stool, Kael'thas asked calmly.

The two trolls were startled.

Something about past leaders, is this a sensitive matter?

What does He mean, Your Highness?

In the end, it was Karma who was more experienced and decided to answer honestly:

"We haven't heard about it."

They are blocked by the High Elves, and the news is not clear, how can they know?

"It's nothing if I don't know, but now I know"

As if he hadn't noticed the worries of the two trolls at all, Kael'thas spoke a little indifferently:

"That's ironic news, isn't it? The reason why the trolls are here is because you have always refused to accept the dialogue of other races, it is too racist."

"But I didn't expect that Zu Jin, who insisted on this idea the most, would also form an alliance with others."

There was a hint of mockery in his eyes:

"If he had this consciousness thousands of years ago, and if he was not completely hostile to other races, your great empire would not have been encircled and destroyed."

[Nope]

Karma shook her head and thought to herself.

[If he had such a consciousness 200 years ago, we would not have walked into the quagmire of today]

The old troll had some regret in his heart.

But it's too late to say anything, what does His Highness Kael'thas really mean?

"So I think the civility of the race is necessary, Karma, Sariel, what do you think?"

Kael'thas raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled softly, and looked very noble, full of the charm of the superior:

"Are you willing to let this spirit spread to more trolls?"

In an instant, the two trolls suddenly looked at Kael'thas in disbelief.

"I do!"

To the astonishment, the young troll replied immediately, it was impossible for her to be unaware of Kael'thas subtext, so this reaction shocked everyone's hearts.

[This kid is better than me]

Karma was a little shocked in his heart, and hurriedly replied:

"I do, too!"

He didn't want to make the current Kael'thas feel a little dissatisfied, and in just a few words, Karma understood that this prince had become a little different from the original.

His actions have taken on a clear purpose.

I don't know if it's good or bad

However, the speed and attitude of both men proved that their loyalty was not a problem.

"Then, I'll tell you the details later, and I hope you don't let me down."

Kael'thas continued, his eyes filled with appreciation and satisfaction for the two:

"I see you differently than every elf, and you are my people."

[Of course, it's only in second place]

"So if you give enough, I will also give you a better reward"

"Let's say a freer land"

[Well, it's still under my supervision]

The two trolls were stunned again.

They looked at Kael'thas with puzzled eyes, wondering what kind of medicine was being sold in his gourd.

However, Kael'thas did not continue, and changed the subject again.

"What do you think is the most glorious race in the world right now?"

He asked.

The two trolls put away the doubts in their hearts and replied separately:

"High Elves." "Humans."

But Kael'thas shook his head and said with a smile:

"No, in the true sense of the word, the most glorious race in the world right now is the trolls."

At this moment, not only the two trolls, but even Sylvanas and Liadrin's eyes widened.

"The Night Elves, a race on another continent, are also the people of our original High Elves"

Kael'thas pointed to the sky outside and said lightly:

"In terms of overall strength, this race is the strongest"

In fact, many High Elves know this.

Although they were originally nobles of the Night Elves, they were far fewer than the commoners. What's more, the Night Elves still retain eternal life to this day.

Under the background of 10,000 years, the High Elves who have lost many people, even now, have to bow down.

Of course, just like brothers in a fight, this does not affect the mutual contempt of both parties

"And the Night Elves, even our predecessors"

Kael'thas laughed coldly:

"Trolls before the discovery of the Well of Eternity"

"Aside from you forest trolls, jungle trolls, and frost trolls, a branch of the dark trolls."

[Isn't it!] 】

This truth, which even Sylvanas didn't know, suddenly left everyone present speechless and dumbfounded.

"So, it's the result of learning to accept new things, learning to be enlightened, learning to change."

"Do you understand why you're failing?"

"Your defeat at the hands of your own people who have changed, this is elimination, an inevitable result"

Hooked

Kael'thas looked at the somewhat chaotic trolls in silence, and he had begun to confuse the two men with these things.

Organize a few more paragraphs, and Kael'thas will be sure that they will obediently obey him and serve him thoroughly.

Everything he says is true, so he is not afraid of any rebuttals.

But

Even if the predecessor was the same, it is a completely different race now.

Everything he says is for one purpose: to make the trolls willingly serve their plans.

He is indeed the lord of Zuaman, and he will treat them kindly.

But most precisely, he is the prince of Quel'Thalas, the prince of the High Elves.

He needs more power and prestige to change the fate of his race, for this

Kael'thas doesn't mind using a troll to gain the approval of the people.

Of course, he will have a degree, and he will give both sticks and sugar