Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

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"I can try to communicate with my father."

Kael'thas walked up to the old troll and said.

In the cold early morning, Karma knelt here all night. Hearing this sound in his head that was already a little confused, it was like a bomb exploding, waking him up instantly.

"Your Highness!"

He raised his head in surprise and looked at Kael'thas with moist eyes, and his dry lips were trembling.

At this moment, there were too many surprises, and the reversal from despair made the troll unable to contain the shock and emotion in his heart, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"but!"

Kael'thas continued:

"In addition to fulfilling the conditions you said before, you also have to agree to two conditions!"

He placed two fingers in front of Karma's face, proving that the troll had something more to give.

"[-]. All trolls are directly ruled by us, allowing high elves to enter Zul'Aman and control it, including culture and education."

This was the bottom line for the high elves, and it was reasonable. Karma had already been prepared for this, so he did not object to this request. After acquiescing, Kael'thas continued with the second point.

"[-]. All existing troll soldier organizations are temporarily disbanded. Anyone above the intermediate level who cannot stay together must follow our arrangements."

This is a measure to completely prevent troll rebellion. Without an organization, and to control and restrict every threatening professional, it can be said that even if the trolls have evil intentions, it will be difficult to succeed.And if the high elf soldiers occupy Zul'Aman, they will definitely send soldiers with certain experience to control it.As for these soldiers, Kael'thas was sure that almost all of them were high-level professionals.

Because adults reach advanced levels, the proportion of these advanced professionals among high elves is the highest among all levels.Kael'thas requires intermediate-level trolls and above to be controlled, which is a very prudent behavior.He believes that among the existing trolls, there will not be many of these trolls, and it will not be difficult to control them.

Of course, this is a very disadvantageous situation for trolls.But Karma now had no choice but to quickly agree.

He personally believes that compared to the death of all his kindred, anything else can be given up.

"very good."

The old troll's attitude was better than expected, which made Kael'thas relieved.In fact, these requirements may seem excessive, but they are indispensable.Only if the old troll agrees to this request can he try to persuade his father.

Although Kael'thas didn't have much contact with his father, he knew that he was a racially supremacist, just like his mentor.

It is thousands of years of hatred in itself. If such thorough conditions are not met, then his father will not allow this room for negotiation at all.But Kael'thas believes that killing all the trolls is not the best option under the current circumstances.Keeping everything in mind, if possible, he would like to try another path.The trolls are where they are today because they did not choose to have a more open attitude towards other races.If the high elves are abandoned by the Alliance in the future, it is inevitable that there will be some reasons for isolation and racial supremacy.

"Then, get up and follow me!"

Kael'thas asked Karma to get up and spoke to him.

The old troll swayed up and leaned on the ground with a wooden staff. It was obvious that his long kneeling made him unable to move his feet freely.

"Where?"

he asks.

"To meet my father..."

Kael'thas replied:

"I can't do this alone."

"Whether you succeed or not depends on your performance!"

He waved his hand, and suddenly there was a soldier beside him who bowed and went to prepare.

"Ding......"

"You have received the mission [Troll's Hope]"

The system prompt sounded, and Kael'thas successfully triggered another task.

He sighed secretly, not knowing whether his behavior was right.The high elves and the trolls have hated each other for so many years. How much trouble will he cause if he makes such a choice?

He shook his head, not daring to think too much.Kael'thas led the old troll forward, where there was a closed grove.

There was a small clearing in the forest. When Kael'thas walked there, several mages were drawing magic circles on the ground and then put in several arcane crystals.

"Your Highness..."

After they finished everything, they bowed towards Kael'thas and left. At the same time, Sylvanas, as the protector, came to Kael'thas' side.

She stared coldly at the old troll with cold eyes. She was woken up early by her subordinates, but at this moment, there was no mess on her body. Her golden hair was spread neatly on her back, carrying a unique fragrance.

[Why is it a bit familiar? 】

Kael'thas, who was standing with her, sniffed the smell with some confusion, not knowing why.

This action made Sylvanas a little panicked, so she specially changed flowers to bathe, and also wore completely different spices.But even so, did Kael'thas still notice something strange?

When she was Kelsara, she also wore a different scent, which was to prevent others from identifying her gender.However, a person's body fragrance, no matter how hard he hides it, will still be noticed by familiar people.

"Your Highness, let me open it."

In order to prevent Kael'thas from continuing to welcome him, Sylvanas said something to him, and then went to activate the magic circle.

She is a ranger, but she is also a mage. As a professional close to the legend, Sylvanas is no longer limited to a professional.Of course, the familiar bow and arrow will still be her most powerful weapon.

The magic circle glowed blue and gradually opened.

Golden brilliance then gathered and condensed in the air.

Kael'thas, who was already familiar with the process, became nervous. King Anastarian's virtual image would soon appear, and with it, there might be cold insults that he was unhappy with after receiving this notification.

It was a long conversation, one that decided the troll's fate.

When it dawned and the sun shone through the mist, the conversation finally came to an end.

"Ding......"

"You completed the mission [Troll's Hope] and gained 8000 experience points!"

In the end, Kael'thas and the others won. Relying on his hard work with the old troll, he won.

A victory that he didn't even know was a victory.

"..."

When they came out of the woods, the sunshine on their bodies was getting warmer. Several mana dragons swam playfully into the woods from their side. Kael'thas was silent, looking at the pale old troll beside him and asked:

"Ask me again, can you really do it?"

"......certainly..."

The old troll replied hoarsely. His cyan face was still strangely pale. Even when the sun shone through, it didn't give him any rosiness.

Just as cold as his heart at the moment.

"I have no choice..."

He looked at Kael'thas, with persistence that the latter could not understand in his eyes. Then the old troll bowed to Kael'thas, bowed deeply and reverently, and said:

"Wait until I come to greet you, Lord Lord..."

Yes... Kael'thas is about to become their new lord...

This is what Kalma wants most so far.Perhaps, only Kael'thas is the most suitable person to lead them.

However, this may not be something to be happy about, at least on the face of Sylvanas standing aside, there is only an aura that is colder than Karma.