Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 127 Night talk in the cell

In a cell of Zurga City Prison, three teenagers from the future sat in this cell, chatting while eating a special dinner.

Thanks to Blackmoore's education of Thrall in Azeroth's common language, Thrall's speech did not have any blunt feeling when the orcs first learned the human language, but had a sophisticated Hillsbrad accent.

"The troll king told me that the biggest obstacle to returning home is not the distance in space, but the distance in time. I've been thinking about this for a while, but I can't figure it out."

Thrall put down the wooden fork in his hand with a helpless expression on his face.

"Distance in time? Heh, do trolls also understand what time is?"

Alsace snorted coldly after hearing Thrall's words, he didn't think the trolls were so good at the mysterious side.

"Arthas, I don't think so. Maybe what the troll king said is true."

Jaina put down the juice with honey in her hand, and the sweetness revived her somewhat dormant brain cells.

From Thrall, she learned part of the news about Dasa. When she was learning some basic knowledge about mages in Boralus, she knew that mysterious mages can affect time for a short time and improve her combat Ability matter.

Therefore, she still has some agreement with this statement, but it is only part of it. She knows too little about the current environmental situation.

"Ha, you can't say that there is an evil wizard who lost the two of us to the future! A troll finally ruled the future of the world?!"

Alsace said with a smile.

"It could also be the past, Arthas."

Thrall said in a muffled voice.

"You are an orc, do you know what is the history of Azeroth? Back in the past, do you have any proof?"

Although Alsace has no hostility towards Thrall now, this does not prevent him from hating orcs.

"Yes, I am indeed an orc, but my teacher in Durnholde Castle once taught me about the history of the human race.

Two thousand and five hundred years ago, the establishment of the Arathor Empire began with the war with the trolls.So can it be considered that the current territory of your human race was snatched from those trolls? "

Thrall raised his head and stared at Alsace with a pair of sapphire eyes.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Alsace was in a hurry, he almost jumped up from the ground.

"Alsace! Calm down! Don't forget what the jailer said!"

Jaina grabbed the boy and quickly dissuaded him.

"This orc is questioning the legitimacy of our kingdom! Why is he?!"

Arthas pointed at Thrall impatiently, and looked at Jaina.

He felt that Thrall's words had defiled all the sages of the human race, and he was insulting everyone in the human race!

A mere orc cub, how dare he!

Sure enough, his father was too kind to these invaders.

"I'm just stating the history of your human race. Why are you angry? It can be seen that you are a trained fighter. If you are outside now, I welcome you to compete with me at any time."

Thrall was different from the impatient Alsace, he sat there with a calm expression and quietly ate the food in his food box.

To be honest, the food provided by the trolls tastes very good. These unnamed meats are also very fragrant when grilled, and the spices sprinkled on top match the taste of the meat very well.

"Heh, do you know who I am?! Orc bastard!"

Arthas calmed down a little under Jaina's persuasion, and he stared straight at Thrall.

"It doesn't matter who you are here now, Arthas."

Thrall is really not interested in knowing the identity of the other party. Now that the big guys are locked in the prison of the trolls, is their identity important?

it is not important.

"I am the son of King Menethil II of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, the future Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Lordaeron! How dare you, an orc, speak to me like that!"

Alsace used to be very kind to the people, but his kindness and kindness were limited to the human race itself.

As for intruders like orcs, he had no sympathy for them.

"And you, Miss."

Thrall raised his eyelids and glanced at Alsace, and then looked at Jaina who was sitting beside Alsace silently.

"She is Jaina Proudmoore, the daughter of Admiral Daelin Proudmoore of Kul Tiras. You orcs are her enemies! Her brother died under your orc dragons."

Arthas didn't wait for Jaina to take the initiative to introduce, and also specifically emphasized that the other party's brother died at the hands of the orc dragoons.

"I apologize to you on a personal basis."

Thrall looked at the girl who looked a lot like his older sister Taresa, and apologized to her without much hesitation.

"That's none of your business, Sal. You were born in a concentration camp, weren't you? So, you didn't take part in that war, so you don't have to apologize to me."

After Jaina was mentioned by Alsace about the death of her brother, her heart became heavy, but she soon thought of what she saw in the concentration camp that night, the man who was struggling to raise her newborn child The orc mother in her heart dissipated some prejudice against Thrall.

"Thank you for your forgiveness."

Thrall thanked Jaina for what she had said.

"Humph!"

Alsace looked at this situation with a cold snort and concentrated on eating his own food, the food of these trolls was quite suitable for him.

For a moment, the entire cell fell silent.

Jaina looked around at the murals by the dim butter lamp in the cell, and she found that these murals seemed to tell some stories, and many of the images in these murals were animals she had never seen before.

Big lizards, big geckos, and weird looking cows?
"What are you looking at, Jaina."

Alsace is a young man after all, he was attracted by Jaina's actions without being silent for too long.

"Looking at the murals around here, Alsace, do you still remember those murals in the Church of the Holy Light in Lordaeron?"

Jaina pointed to one of the murals and said to Arthas.

"Of course I remember. I can memorize the stories about the sages who received the blessing of the Holy Light. You mean that the murals here also tell similar stories?"

Arthas followed Jaina's fingers to one of the pictures of Rezan and Dasa's first encounter.

"I think so."

Jaina nodded.

"This city is full of various religious elements of the trolls. It can even be said to be a temple city."

Thrall came a little earlier than the two, and he was treated much better than the two. He knew a lot of stories about the Zandalari trolls from the troll priest specially arranged for him. I can understand some more or less.

"No wonder! I said why I always feel a little special after entering this city."

After Jaina heard Thrall's words, she looked enlightened.

Alsace was the only one who looked like an idiot, unable to understand what the two were talking about, which made him a little annoyed.

"Ha, the beast spirits of the trolls are nothing more than that. They have no power to fight back against our holy light and magic."

Alsace glanced at the surrounding murals, and said disdainfully.

"I think you'd better watch what you say, vrykul brat."

Sario's figure appeared at the door of the cell at some point, his amber eyes fixed on the three people in the cell.

With a height of [-] meters, he felt oppressive under the dim light in the cell.

"You, who are you?!"

Alsace swore that he had never seen such a tall troll, and he never thought that a troll could be so tall.

This is really incredible!
"My name is Sario. Although I don't like those guys very much, they are not something you, a little vrykul cub, can slander."

Sario felt that the boy in front of him was a little too arrogant, and the reason for his arrogance was also very ridiculous, it was under the glory of his elders.

"How can you speak the common language of Azeroth? Tell me where this is?!"

Arthas rushed to the prison door and looked at Sario.

"Is the Vrykul language difficult? Where else is this place, of course the mountains of Zandalar, you two vrykul brats don't even know where they are?"

Sario crossed his arms and looked at the boy and girl mockingly.

"What Vrykuls! We are humans, not some Vrykuls."

Arthas didn't understand what the vrykul the troll was talking about, but he was sure it wasn't a human race.

"Oh, I really don't know what Dasa's guy is thinking. You garbage like you can be valued by him. If it were me, I would have peeled and eaten you, this little thing."

Sario didn't like Alsace, he thought the boy was a bit annoying.

After a sparring with Dasa, he recognized the troll king, but it didn't mean that Sario was a good tempered person, he would recognize anyone else casually.

"I knew it! Trolls are savages!"

Alsace pointed at Sario and said loudly.

Sario's face became even darker, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he pulled off the tightly closed copper lock and opened the cell door.Step by step, he walked towards Alsace.

And at this moment, a lavender hand pressed on his shoulder.

"Tong Yan Wuji, Sario. I wonder where you went tonight?"

Daza walked up slowly while holding Sario's shoulders. His appearance eased the tense atmosphere at the scene.

"Troll King."

Thrall had met Dasa before, and he introduced Dasa to Jaina and Arthas in a low voice.

"You showed up at the wrong time, Daza."

Sario turned his head sideways to look at Dasa who came forward.

"I'm worried that you accidentally killed my guest, Sario."

Dasa looked at the other party with a smile on his face, but his smile seemed so weird and terrifying to Alsace.

"That vrykul bastard is slandering your god, why don't you say something?"

Sario pointed at Alsace with his finger, and a smile appeared on his face.

"He's just a kid, and he'll understand some things later."

Dasa glanced at Alsace, hooked Sariod's neck, and led him out of the cell with a friendly look.

"Hey, orc boys, you won't run away tonight, will you?"

After leaving, Dasa turned his back to the open cell door.

"Yes, Troll King."

Thrall stood up and looked at Dasa's back.

"Rest well. Since you are a child, you should rest early. Tell the two human races that they will have a chance to meet me at the Zanchuli Pyramid tomorrow morning. Let them take advantage of this hard-won opportunity."

After Dasa finished speaking, he pulled Sario out of the prison.

"Great opportunity, Jaina."

Arthas looked at the wide open cell door and wanted to take the opportunity to leave, but Jaina grabbed him.

"There is no chance, Arthas. There is no chance. Let's get through tonight honestly and safely. Thrall, can you tell me what the troll chief just said to you?"

Jaina looked at Alsace who was a little anxious, and then looked at Thrall; after all, although she couldn't understand the conversation just now, she could more or less guess the meaning of the conversation between the two.

"He said that he will meet you in their temple pyramid early in the morning, and the members of the Zanchuli Council will also witness it. My suggestion is that the two of you better think about what you want to ask him."

As Sal spoke, he cleaned up some scattered food boxes on the ground, and the food inside had already been eaten clean.

"There's no need to think about it. If the troll chief is sensible, he'd better send us back obediently. Otherwise, the army of the alliance will completely trample his tribe to the ground."

Alsace pouted, he definitely didn't want to admit that he was frightened by Dasa and Sario just now.

He is the Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Lordaeron!How could I be intimidated by two trolls!

It's a shame!

"If this place is really Zandalar, I heard from my father that even gathering the entire fleet of Kul Tiras may not be able to completely defeat the Zandalari trolls with the golden fleet. Arthas, you Living in the outback, you don't understand what my father means, if these trolls are really Zandalari trolls, even the Alliance may not be able to conquer this place."

Jaina shook her head, she was not as dazzled by the so-called glory in her heart as Alsace, and her current thinking was very calm.

"I know that no matter what I say, you won't believe me. So, Alsace, wait until tomorrow, when you are really summoned by the troll king, maybe you will believe some of my words. That's all, I'm going to rest."

Thrall said and left the open cell.

The orc boy left, and only Alsace and Jaina were left in this cell.

The atmosphere in the room finally became calm.

This night, the teenagers finally passed.

When the sun illuminates the spire of the pyramid, the entire city of Zuerga comes alive with the ringing of the morning bell.

The teenagers of the human race will also be honored to be summoned by the king of the Zandalari Kingdom today.

　PS: It's Friday, and today is also a very busy day.Oh, it's so annoying!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)