My Rebirth and the Strange Adventure of Black Zhen

After hearing my impolite remarks, Vol'jin, the leader of the troll race, realized that the following conversation was not suitable for public knowledge.

"Can the two envoys, Bronk and Liya Blackjean, come in and discuss in detail?"

Come inside and talk? How could that be possible!

Since Vol'jin, the leader of the troll race, dared to condone his trolls to beat up the tribal envoy, he might do something even more excessive to me and Leah Blackzhen.

After entering the house, Leah Blackzhen and I encountered a magic-forbidden barrier.

That would mean surrendering without a fight.

I finally gained the trust of Garrosh, Warchief of the Horde.

I can't be negligent in any small things.

If I were to capsize in a small ditch at this moment, I would have wasted the huge power I had just obtained.

"Liya Blackzhen and I are special envoys representing the tribe."

I patted my chest and spoke with a righteous look.

"There is nothing personal between the Horde envoy and the troll race leader."

Seeing that I had brought out my identity as the Horde's envoy, the troll leader Vol'jin was still unwilling to give up the opportunity for a private talk.

"I see that this order is somewhat damaged. Please allow me to enchant it so that it can be preserved for a long time."

It doesn't matter if Woking doesn't say anything. I just realized that the order is still in his hand.

"We don't have the materials needed for enchantment here. There are some in the room behind us. Please ask the two envoys of the tribe to follow me into the room."

Leah Heizhen came over and whispered to me.

"He held the order tightly between his three fingers."

When Leah Blackjewel returned to her original position, I declined Woking's kindness.

"Vol'jin, leader of the troll race, you have confirmed that this order was indeed written by Garrosh, the chieftain of the tribe. Please return it to its rightful owner."

As long as the troll race still recognizes itself as part of the tribe, the troll leader Vol'jin must obey the orders of the tribe's warchief.

If the order is not returned at this time, it will prove that Vol'jin, the leader of the troll race, is openly defying the orders of the tribal chieftain.

In order to avoid trouble from others, Woking must return the order.

"Of course, of course."

Vol'jin, the leader of the troll race, walked over and forced a smile.

"The order has now been returned to its original owner."

Even though I'm just taking back the order, this means the direction of the next negotiations.

"Warjin, leader of the troll race, do you need me to read out the order in public?"

I took the order with both hands and didn't rush to put it back into the backpack.

"No need for Envoy Bronck."

Now that Woking knows the contents of the order, I can ask him to assist me in my work.

"By order of the Horde Chieftain, I require you to select one hundred troll warriors to participate in the faction team PVP competition held by a third-party organization."

After being beaten so much, I finally told him the purpose of my trip.

"Why do we trolls need to help with this kind of thing?"

"That's right, didn't Garrosh say that orcs can solve all problems?"

"Garrosh only remembered to ask for help from us trolls when we were in trouble. What else was he doing before?"

The trolls around were obviously unwilling to agree to my request.

The problem is that Leah Blackzhen and I were just beaten by you trolls before, so your anger should have subsided a lot.

I underestimated the trolls' hatred for Garrosh, the Warchief of the Horde.

In order to achieve my goal, I need to change my strategy.

"You should know that assaulting a tribal envoy is a serious crime."

"But I have healed the wounds of the two envoys."

I pointed to the place where I had been beaten before, and then I realized that I had miscalculated.

Being beaten by the trolls was one thousand percent approved by Vol'jin, the leader of the troll race.

After receiving a lot of beatings, Liya Heizhen and I subconsciously accepted treatment.

Once the wounds were gone, Leah Blackjean and I would have no evidence to accuse the trolls of violence.

If Leah Blackzhen and I fight back, there will be no need for Woking to intervene.

The excited trolls will definitely keep Leah Blackjean and I out.

The purpose of recruiting trolls to participate in faction team PVP competitions organized by third-party organizations will naturally not be achieved.

Once either I or Leah Blackzhen makes a move.

The conflict between the orcs and trolls in the tribe will inevitably intensify.

That is the situation I least want to see.

Just when I was racking my brain, Leah Blackzhen found a breakthrough.

"Just now, Bronk carried my shield behind his back to protect me."

Profitable Black Zhen took out the badly damaged shield.

"This shield is proof enough of the violence the troll inflicted on Bronk and me."

Faced with the unexpected accusation, Vol'jin, leader of the troll race, was very surprised.

"Special Envoy Black Zhen, you must have forgotten to maintain your shield."

Leah Blackzhen retreated half a step and refused to give in.

"It's not just my shield that proves the violence committed by the trolls present."

Following the direction pointed out by Leah Blackzhen, the troll leader Vol'jin found that my cloth armor and her plate armor were severely damaged.

Even though the trolls unanimously denied the fact that they had just committed violence.

The equipment and weapons on Leah Blackzhen and I silently protested against the atrocities committed by the trolls just now.

"No matter what, hitting someone is wrong."

With my confidence restored, I continued to put pressure on Vol'jin, the leader of the troll race.

"Your troll race are not the kind of unreasonable barbarians."

"It was indeed the fault of the trolls to beat the Horde envoys. To make up for the fault of the trolls, I, Vol'jin, promise to send one hundred troll warriors."

Everyone can tell the story.

"In order to maintain peace with the Alliance as much as possible, Horde Chieftain Garrosh decided to abandon the bombing of Theramore."

If I don't get some benefits from the trolls, it would be an apology for the beatings that Leah Blackzhen and I suffered before.

No, the orders of the tribal chief must be carried out.

"If we lose the game because the trolls are old, weak, sick, and disabled, not only will the Alliance laugh at the trolls."

In order to maximize the intimidation effect, I deliberately paused.

"By then, the troll race will not be able to hold their heads up high within the tribe."

Forced into a corner by me, Vol'jin, the leader of the troll race, had no choice but to make more concessions.

"Rokhan, you will lead the 100 strongest warriors of our Darkspear tribe to participate in the faction team PVP competition organized by a third-party organization."

"Okay, no problem." Rocan agreed immediately.

"Did you all hear that?" Leah Blackzhen covered for me.

Although most of them were reluctant, the trolls took action due to the order of the Horde Warchief and the command of Vol'jin, the leader of the troll race.

Most of the trolls who had come to join in the fun began to leave.

Rokhan began to look for candidates in the crowd to participate in the faction team PVP competition organized by a third-party organization.

"You stay."

"me?"

"Yes, I'm talking about you." Rocan walked forward to stop the other person.

"You know me. I have no good feelings towards the orc race."