Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 53 Thinking About the Future
Dasa successfully took a big step in his unification of the tribes of the Zandalari mountain trolls. Among the five major tribes, Claw and Wing were persuaded by him to join the Zandalari tribe.Coupled with the Zandalari tribe's continuous absorption of troll refugees who wandered in the mountains and forests for various reasons, the tribe's population has grown tremendously.

"How's the population count going?"

After returning to the Zandalari village, Dasa found Lana and asked about it.

"Chief, the tribe's current population expansion rate is too fast, especially after you recently merged the Talon tribe and its affiliated tribes into it. The population of our tribe has exceeded the statistical speed, so there is no clear record."

Lana is now also troubled by the management of the tribe, and the difficulties she faces are unprecedented difficulties.Before this, there had never been a troll tribe with a population of more than [-], even those large tribes protected by the loa gods.

This kind of population management is difficult, and you can only feel it after you get started.

"There are no precise statistics, so there must be rough estimates."

Daza looked at Lana and began to question, he began to be a little dissatisfied with the work ability of his internal affairs director.

Many affairs have come to a standstill recently, and he sometimes wonders whether to hold a meeting for these managements himself, so that they can learn to improve their working ability.

"This is still there. According to the information provided by the recently merged Talon tribe and their affiliated tribes, the population of our tribe has now exceeded three thousand."

Lana still knows about the valuation, and such a figure has already stunned her.

A tribe with a population of more than 3000 is already a large tribe beyond imagination for the trolls.

"What about population stratification? How many people can hunt? How many old people? How many women? How many children?"

Dasa continued to ask, he needed to integrate these data, and then use the absolute momentum of the Zandalari tribe as a weight to discuss the merger with the chiefs of the Horn and Thunder tribes.

"This is still being counted, and our manpower is still a little tight."

Lana didn't understand the situation in the subdivision.

"Then speed up. During this period of time, focus on getting the tribe's population statistics. This information is related to the formulation and arrangement of all subsequent plans. Your task is very heavy, Lana."

Dasa frowned, he was dissatisfied with the progress, he hoped to go faster.

"Yes, Chief."

After finishing speaking, Lana left Dasa's wooden house and went to work.

After Lana left, Dasa continued to look through the clay tablets on the case table. These reports came from the villages in the north, and some from Rezan Cave (the village of refuge).

The news about the villages of the Flying Wing Tribe and the Claw Tribe that are farther away has not yet been sent. After all, the three families are still in the integration period at the moment.

When Dasa was concentrating on these reports, Zul brought Kula to Dasa's door, and he had some ideas to discuss with Dasa.

He also saw Lana at the door just now, and from the other party's expression, it could be seen that Daza had put a lot of pressure on the lady in charge of internal affairs.

"You don't need to be too anxious, just take your time and do these things well. The chief is just short-tempered, but if you are too anxious, things will go wrong, which is even worse. So, Lana , you just need to work hard according to your ability."

After Zur comforted Lana, he entered Dasa's cabin with Kura.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw that Dasa was concentrating on processing the reports, so he took Kura to sit down without making a sound and motioned Kura to keep silent.

It was only when Dasa processed more than half of the clay tablets that he suddenly noticed Zul's existence.

"Ah! When did you come? You made a noise when you came."

Dasa put down the clay tablet in his hand and looked at Zul.

"I saw that you were busy, so I didn't bother you. I came to you once to talk to you about the priests of the Claw Tribe and the Wing Tribe."

The reason Zul came to Dasa was about the treatment of the loa priests of the two tribes he absorbed. He also needed to know how his old buddy was going to treat the loa believed by other troll tribes.

"I leave it to you to deal with matters related to the loa, Zul. You can make up your own mind about this kind of matter. As long as you don't interfere with the daily work and development of the tribe, it's fine."

Dasa watched Zul and told his plan.

After the trial was over, Rezan found Dasa in person, and he told Dasa the purpose of the whole trial, and at the same time told him the views of the Loa on the result of his trial.

"After this trial, we all agree with your strength, boy, you do have the qualifications to be king in the mountains of Zandalar."

Apart from praising Dasa, Rezan also told him not to be proud of such a small achievement. He still has a lot to do if he wants to realize his ambition.

Regarding what Rezan said, Dasa just smiled.

Can he be king, can he unify the tribes of the trolls in the Zandalari Mountains.Before his own strength reaches the time when he can wrestle with this group of wilderness demigods, he really can only get approval from them.

Now, he has been recognized by five loa gods, but the loa gods in the entire Zandalari mountains are not limited to these five.

To unify the mountains of Zandalar, he still has a long way to go.

Dasa naturally wouldn't become even more arrogant now.

As for how to get along with these powerful wilderness demigods, he couldn't come up with a good idea for a while, and in the end he could only choose an old saying on Earth to temporarily solve these problems.

"What belongs to mortals belongs to mortals, and what belongs to gods belongs to gods."

The gods only need to encourage mortals spiritually and appease the fragile hearts of mortals. They don't need to interfere in the choices and work of mortals in real life.

This is the best solution Dasa can think of at the moment, let his old buddy Zul take the lead, and manage the priests of the Loa as a whole.

Let them concentrate on the research on the mysterious side and the development of culture and technology, and don't interfere with the development of the tribe.

"I am going to form a group of priests together with the priests of Kukulkan and Machu Picchu. After that, priests recruited by other tribes can also join the group of priests."

Zul watched as Dasa spoke his mind.

Forming the priesthood was not an idea he had born suddenly, but a method he had thought about for a long time.

The loa that tribes believe in is different from tribe to tribe. Zul really can't force the trolls of other tribes to believe in the loa of the Zandalari tribe.

If he really did this, I'm afraid that the loa god who sheltered the other tribe will come to trouble him.

Therefore, absorbing the other party's loa gods into one's own tribe, and letting the other party's loa gods also protect one's own tribe, is a good way to really help the development of the Zandalari tribe.

"Build a pantheon? Form a group of priests?"

After listening to Zul's proposal, Dasa looked at his old buddy.

"Yes, we can build a temple that can accommodate all the loa gods, and then include all the priests of those loa gods into the priesthood, so that those loa gods will also protect our Zandalari tribe, Isn’t it? The trolls of other tribes will also feel attached to the Zandalari tribe after they see their loa gods have joined the Pantheon and will shelter the Zandalar tribe.”

Zul was very happy with the words summarized by Dasa. It seemed that his old buddy had always been wiser than him, but it was a pity that he did not have the talent to become a witch.

Otherwise, he'd be the most powerful witch the trolls have ever seen.

"Just do as you said, and I will support you. Now we have five wilderness demigods supporting us. After you have dealt with the affairs of the tribe, go to the Sharp Horn Tribe and Thunder Tribe, let’s see if we can convince their witches to join your group of priests.”

Dasa originally wanted to personally visit the Horn Tribe and the Thunder Tribe, but Zul's proposal to build a unified loa system was dismissed.

Instead, let your old friend become the representative ambassador of the tribe to discuss the merger with the witches of the two tribes.

"Should we fight with the Horn and Thunder tribes at this time? Dasa, I suggest that we continue to annex other tribes after we have completely integrated the Talon and Wing tribes."

Zul knew that his old buddy wanted to unify the tribes of the trolls in the Zandalari Mountains, and he was also very eager, but he really didn't expect the other party to be so eager.

"Without unifying the tribes of the trolls in the entire Zandalari Mountains, I just have no way to go north into the Nazmir Forest with peace of mind."

Dasa also knows that haste makes waste, but he is really eager to integrate the troll tribes in the entire Zandalari mountains.

"By the way, I asked you before, the reason you have been anxious, you didn't tell me that you said it after you accepted the trial, and now your trial is over. You can tell me. "

Zur thought of Dasa's charade with him earlier, and he decided to ask Daza directly what he was anxious about.

"Do you really want to know? Once you know a lot of things, you will be unhappy in the days to come."

Dasa took a deep breath, calmed down and looked at Zuer.

"Prophet? I've seen the results of prophecy-type spells. I don't know how many. Don't you think I'm just as optimistic now?"

After listening to Dasa's words, Zul smiled confidently.

"Really? I remember you were happy because after Rezan became the loa of the tribe."

Daza looked at Zul and joked.

"Come on, tell me, I can do it. Oh, Kula, you go out first. Since the chief said it so formally, don't worry yourself when you are young."

Zul said and drove Kura out.

After Kura left and closed the door, Zul turned his head and looked at Dasa, indicating that he could start.

"Then, I hope you are ready to accept the truth of this world."

Daza thought for a while, and decided to start with the birth of this world.

They talked from morning to afternoon, from afternoon until it was getting dark, and finally the conversation between Dasa and Zul ended.

"Really? That's it. These are the reasons why you have been anxious. I won't ask you where you know these things. I'll just pretend that what you said is true. The world we live in is really It's in jeopardy."

After listening to Dasa's narration, Zul's face became gloomy.

At this moment, he really wanted to go back to the morning and give a fist to the self who wanted to know the truth and was extremely confident that he could hold on.

The Old Gods, the Burning Legion, and the Warden of the Shadow Realm, one after another, the true gods of the world will launch attacks on their worlds again and again, and each time is a disaster for mortals.

This is really scary.

It was so terrible that Zul would rather believe that those were just stories, made up by Dasa.

Unfortunately, his reason told him.

No.

All this is true, there is no need for Dasa to play such a big joke with him.

In this way, he understood why Dasa was eager to unify the tribes of trolls, and why he never believed in those loa gods.

Yes, compared with the true gods of the universe who can easily destroy the world, those beast-like loa gods really have nothing to make them feel awe.

Without awe, there is no such thing as faith.

It's ridiculous that he used to think that only the loa gods could protect the prosperity of the troll tribe.

"So, knowing all this, what are you going to do?"

Dasa's expression looked so strange under the light of the torch in the wooden house.

"Do my best to defend our tribe and our world."

The light of the torch was reflected in Zuul's eyes, and this reflection was also like the reflection of his heart.

A blazing flame.

"Then I leave the loa and the mysteries to you, Zul. I can trust you."

Dasa drank the last bit of water in the wooden cup, but his eyes never moved away from Zur who was sitting across the desk.

"Until death, man. All for the Zandalar."

Zul looked at Daza seriously, and swore for it.

"Not for Zandalar, but for Azeroth."

Daza corrected Zuul.

"Well, for our world, for Azeroth."

After Zuer said this, he suddenly felt in a trance.

The ethereal voice that appeared in his ears from time to time appeared again at this moment, but this time the voice didn't say anything.

Just, laugh.

It was a laugh of joy, relief, and pride.

After leaving Dasa's wooden house, Zul already had an idea, and he knew what he was going to do next.

Although Zuer and Dasa are only 19 years old this year, there is really not enough time left for them.

　PS: Guys, this is my last draft, and it's dying.Seeing that I have posted so many, let's count the votes!

　　
　
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