If she could, Princess Tarangi would not be willing to set foot on the land of Pandaria again, and the last encounter in Pandaria made Her Royal Highness the princess of the Zandalar troll very unhappy, and the impact of that adventure on her has not been erased until now, and it is very likely to become a nightmare that will haunt her for the rest of her life.

Princess Tarangi is the only daughter of King Rastaha, who ruled the Zandalar Golden Troll Dynasty, she has been named a princess since she was born, and she is also the only heir to the throne of the Zandalar Troll Dynasty, she has followed the royal family of Loa priests since she was a child, believing in the strongest Loa, and is also the Zandalar royal family Loalezan, and as she grew older, she soon became the most important and important priest of the tyrannosaurus king Lezan.

However, all of this was completely ruined by the trip to Pandalia a few months ago, and along with Princess Tarangi's bright future, it also cast a lingering shadow.

"I'm like a prisoner in Zandalara!"

In the cold reception room of the Dark Temple, the hooded Princess Tarangi complained dissatisfiedly:

"Lezan thinks I've betrayed its beliefs, the Tyrannosaurus rex has been signing a contract with the Zendalar royal family for tens of thousands of years, and its rhetoric is too much for my father to ignore, as well as the bastards of the Zanshuli Council, who took this opportunity to frantically suppress my followers... And you! You just stand by and watch, you don't do anything! Is this your attitude toward your own believers? ”

Her Royal Highness the Proud Princess said disdainfully:

"Now I finally know why you have so few followers... Why don't you speak? Bonsandy, weren't you very active when you were in Zandala? ”

"Shhhh My little Tarangi, this is not the place to chat. ”

Bonsandy's low, low, hoarse voice echoed in the ears of Princess Tarangi, who said in a whisper-like voice:

"Tyrion's home base is here, and it's full of his eyes and ears, and any complaints you may have will be delivered to Tyrion in their entirety, and trust me, it will be a weapon that the cunning elf will use against you... He's just a jerk, you know? A bastard who is domineering and arrogant, but he is so powerful that you can only swallow your anger..."

"As for the ones you complained to me, don't be stupid, kid."

Bonsandy's tone became a lot hazy:

"The fact that you have come here alive is already a testament to the protection I have placed in you, and do you know how many despicable assassinations you have suffered in the past few months? Do you know how many times I've brought your soul back from the boundary between life and death? Poor little Tarangi, you have no idea how much I've done for you... As for the councils of Lezan and Zanshuli, trust me! ”

"When you leave here, you don't have to fear them anymore... Tyrion may have all these faults, but he is indeed a ruler who is generous to his own people, and if you ask for it, he will definitely satisfy you... And it's beyond imagination, and old Bonsandy suggests that you "rent" an invincible army from him and return to Zandalar with that gloomy tide of death... Kill all the bastards who don't obey you! ”

"Your father, King Rastaha, will definitely be very pleased with your actions, he will appreciate your growth as the heir of the kingdom, and he will personally put the crown on your head..."

"Kill all those Loa who despise you and ostracize you?"

Princess Tarangi was proud, but she was not a fool, she knew what kind of desire was hidden behind Bang Sandy's advice, in Zandalara, where all souls coexisted, the competition between the Lo'as for the believers was already very crazy, and in the oracle's platform, every Lo'a priest was a master of the lotus flower, and they used flowery rhetoric to describe the greatness of Loa, and threatened or induced those believers to believe in the new Loa.

And the belief system of the Zandalar trolls, to be honest, is quite confusing.

Many priests did not believe in just one Loa, but these cunning trolls were more like picky guests, and when they needed something, they would initiate a series of offerings to ask the Loa for power, such as when hunting, the hunters would sing the praises of Gunk, the god of the hunt, and when they needed to flee for their lives, they would shout the name of Kupa, the god of the wind.

And when they see that death is imminent, they will turn their heads and beg Bonsandy not to take them.

You see, the trolls with the most faith are actually the creatures in Azeroth who have the least respect for faith.

How can they satisfy Bonsandy by escaping death under the protection of Bonsandy, and when they turn their heads and yearn for great power, they abandon Bonsandy to pursue the brute force of Lezan's representative?

In fact, with the exception of the mild-mannered Akunda, almost every Loa weaves a ruse against other Loa every day, which has made Bonsandy tired of it, and the Grim Reaper has learned a lot from the history of his "colleague" Tyrion, who has begun to get tired of the intrigue between Loa.

"What's so bad about that? My poor little Tarangi, you will get a noble throne for it, and I, for it I will get the faith and soul I desire, and it will be a good thing for both of you... All you have to pay is your own meaningless compassion and the fear that flows in your heart. ”

Bang Sandy cleverly seduces:

"You're so scared of the process, the difficulties, so much of the consequences of failure, that you forget that when it's over, you're going to have a great victory! Believe me... That's what you should do, and I'm not going to force a contract of worship with your ancestors like the reckless Lezan..."

"You've always been free, Tarangi, you've always been... Free. ”

Bonsandy's words made Princess Tarangi somewhat silent, but inheriting the wisdom of her father, King Rastaha, Tarangi did not immediately respond to Bonsandy's temptation, and she whispered:

"Time is of the essence, but this matter cannot be so reckless, I need to think hard, and I will give you an answer, Bonsandy, but not now... Not now, okay, let me be quiet for now. ”

As soon as Princess Tarangi finished speaking, the closed steel door in front of her was pushed open, and the High Lord with the Staff of Mist walked into the hall, and the moment she saw Tyrion appear, the young troll princess immediately stood up... Obviously, the last encounter left a very "deep" impression on Her Royal Highness the princess.

"Ah, don't be nervous, little girl, sit down."

Tyrion sat on the couch, he looked at the somewhat restrained Princess Tarangi in front of him, he put the Staff of the Mist aside, and said to Tarangi:

"I thought it was going to be Zur, but I didn't expect Bonsandy to let you come... It seems that he doesn't trust Zur that much. But it is true, and it is not to be credulous to anyone who has the power to prophesy. ”

Because no one knows what those madmen will see from the "prophecy", and no one knows when those prophets will stab you in the back! They, all those who claim to be prophets, cannot be trusted! ”

The big lord quietly buried a "nail" between Tarangi and Zur, but he didn't care about it, it was more like doing it easily, he looked at the silent Tarangi, he could feel the fear and thoughts surging in this girl's heart, and let this girl continue to be so afraid, that emotion might crush her reason, so the big lord quickly turned the topic to the main topic.

"So, tell me, Princess Tarangi, what kind of message did you bring to Bonsandy?"

Facing the gaze of the Great Lord, under that ice-blue gaze, Tarangi swallowed a little nervously, she coughed lightly, and said in a somewhat awkward lingua franca:

"Bonsandy has asked me to convey to you that, after careful consideration, he is willing to accept your kindness, that he is willing to connect the land of Hades under his control to your dead realm, and that he is willing to continue to maintain the title of 'Troll Reaper', but as a sign of this concession, he hopes that you will also fulfill your promise..."

Speaking of this, Tarangi glanced cautiously at Tyrion, she did not see the angry expression on the High Lord's face, and after she finished speaking, Tyrion nodded, he did not seem surprised by this result, his fingers crossed on his abdomen, he said:

"Of course, I'm a person who respects the spirit of the contract... Not everything I desire needs to be put to war, and I'm glad to see that my brother Bonsandy has made the right choice, that I will do what he wants, that I will not interfere with anything in Hades, that I will not manipulate all the troll souls of Azeroth, that he still has his authority, and that I will even help him when his majesty is threatened, yes, I'm talking about Gohorn. ”

"Sealed in Odile, the rebellious Titan creation is a threat to both of us, and I'll clear it when the time is right, but..."

The Great Lord's tone became serious at this moment:

"But there's also an important point that my friend Bonsandy seems to have overlooked an important issue, between me and Hela's impending war of death... What position is he going to stand in? ”

Tyrion's eyes were fixed on Tarangi, and he said:

"It's a big question, kid, it's the root of all the problems that arise between me and Bonsandy... My brother Bonsandy, how can I answer this question? ”

"Bonsandy will provide you and your Darkblade Legion with a safe route into the depths of the Underworld, a secret path he discovered thousands of years ago, but he will not intervene directly in your strife, and the battle between two behemoths, even if they are just standing on the sidelines, can easily be completely crushed by the aftermath of the battle... This is the greatest sincerity that my lord Bonsandy can offer. ”

Princess Tarangi relayed Bonsandy's words to Tyrion with great difficulty, but the High Lord was clearly extremely unhappy with this so-called "sincerity".

"That's it?"

Tyrion shook his head, and he straightened up:

"Not enough! That's not enough! ”

"Bonsandy must send troops! Those soldiers he has accumulated over thousands of years must be thrown into the battle of the Dead Realm and the Abyss of Hell, this is my bottom line! However, I am not an unreasonable brute, and I know that Bonsandy has his own troubles. ”

The High Lord pondered for a moment, then the Staff of Mist in his hand was on the ground, and he said to Princess Tarangi:

"I've heard that the troll's chaotic faith has diluted Bonsandy's power?"

This question made Princess Tarangi's heart skip a beat, and Bonsandy had told her that Tyrion was an extremely sharp ruler, and at this moment, Princess Tarangi believed it.

Hearing this, Princess Tarangi also began to pray for the blessings of the other Loas in Zandala in her heart... Zur was right about the dark future he had predicted, a pair of evil eyes had set their eyes on Zandalara, but not for conquest, but for a simple war, a war that had little to do with the Loa, for whom the Loas had to pay for it... and even the most fundamental existence.

But in the face of the king of the world in front of her, the black sun of Azeroth, under his cold light, how could Princess Tarangi say no, how could she dare to say no?

Bonsandy's low laugh rang out in Princess Tarangi's mind, the terrible old man must have guessed Tyrion's actions, and he asked Tarangi to relay his words, presumably for the sake of this moment... The cunning bastard may have fully anticipated Tyrion's mindset, and he just needs to throw out an excuse that isn't lame... The High Lord would do what he wanted to see for him, and if that request angered Tyrion, then Tarangi, standing before him, would be the only casualty of the plot!

This damn bad old man!

"Yes."

Although she figured this out, Zandalara's golden princess could only nod:

"There are other Loa beings, and all the trolls have more options, and Bonsandy, is just one of the options."

"It's terrible."

The High Lord stood up, and he said to the Troll Princess:

"It's not a good thing to give the people too many choices, every choice will make them lose other possibilities, the more options they have, the more they have to pay, this is not a situation that a good ruler expects to see..."

"Go back, Princess Tarangi, my Dead Sea Fleet will be with you, all you need to do is tell your father and let him wait for things to unfold, and my Sea Demon will do for you what you should have done a long time ago, and after that... I want to see Bonsandy's army of all souls! After the war begins, I will be in my camp and see the banner of death of Bonsandi with us. ”

"Go, and tell him the good news... That's probably what the bad old man wants, so I'll give it to him! ”

"So be it."