My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Arthas explained dumbfoundedly.

"Of course I know, so I just made a joke... Isn't there something called a sense of humor among you humans?"

Caldara looked at Arthas in surprise.

"I……"

Arthas was dumbfounded. He originally thought that Caldara said this because he was not used to the way humans speak. He didn't expect that he was the one who was regarded as a fool.

"Leave these small talks aside, troll. If you want to say something, your time is running out."

Uther frowned and looked at Caldara, then said righteously.

"Fart, troll, before I cut your head off."

Varian Wrynn sat in his seat carelessly, watching Caldara yelling.

"As I said, I'm here to mediate this war. I learned from the Amani compatriots that the coalition of humans and dragons is attacking their city, but when I got here..."

"Alexstrasza, the life-binder, and the existence of this higher class... My fellow citizens seem to have gotten into troublesome enemies."

Kaldara nodded to the Red Dragon Queen and Frostmourne respectively, and then said with a smile.

"Do you know me? Am I famous in Zandalar?"

The Red Dragon Queen seemed to know the meaning of "Zandalari" in Kaldara's mouth, she asked enthusiastically.

"Well, Zul is very interested in your fertility."

Kaldara nodded, answering the words of the Red Dragon Queen.

"The Zandalar...what the hell is it?"

Arthas frowned and asked. He had vaguely heard this word in his memory, but he couldn't remember when it was.

"Zandalari... Trolls are the oldest race. From the moment we were born, this world belongs to us; at that time, there were no creators who descended from the sky, no demon gods whispering in the abyss, heaven and earth, only Troll solemn."

"When new races were gradually born, new changes constructed our current world; some trolls were panicked, and some trolls decided to record all this as a bystander, so Zandalar was born."

Facing Alsace's question, Caldara answered with some very cryptic short sentences.

"The creators who fell from the sky are talking about Iona-sama and the others? The demon god whispering in the abyss... is it talking about C'Thun?"

The Red Dragon Queen asked curiously.

"Enough, stop talking nonsense, Arthas, get rid of this troll, I don't think he will say anything that interests us."

No matter it was "Iona" or "C'Thun", Prince Danas didn't care, he just wanted to kill every troll in front of him.

"I know that many years ago there was a war between the Amani Empire and the high elves and the human coalition... For that war, we Zandalar planned to mediate like today, but Zujin attacked without waiting for us to arrive... We Zandalar deeply regret the war, and even the great Zul felt pain for the blood and death."

Caldara looked at Arthas and said.

"Regardless of regret or pain, the blood and death will never come back, troll."

Alleria said loudly-as a high elf who participated in the war, Alleria didn't like Caldara's out-of-the-way tone.

"Fortunately, this time, we caught up. Therefore, I sincerely hope that both sides of the war can give up their hatred. Peace is the ending that the great Zul hopes to see."

Kaldara lowered his head deeply and said earnestly.

"In the past four days we have destroyed twelve troll cities and killed nearly 8,000 trolls. Now we are stepping on the ruins of a troll city. However... you want us to stop the war. ?"

Arthas' eyes widened. He felt that his first impression of Caldara was simply ridiculous. This guy was not elegant at all, he was completely crazy.

"Why not? Time will take away everything, including hatred, leaving only history."

Caldara replied.

"Only people like you will forget! Time will not take everything away. At least six years is far from enough! If we forget the civilians who were tortured and killed under Stromgarde, what is the difference between us and the treason?"

Prince Danas scolded Caldara, his saliva sprayed on the face of the troll.

"Torture? Can you tell me in detail what is going on?"

Kaldara calmly wiped the spit star on his face, then looked at Prince Danas and asked.

"...At Stromgarde Castle six years ago, you trolls killed all the residents outside the city and ate their remains under our watch... This hatred, even in the past sixty years, six hundred Years... As long as the trolls are still alive in the land of ghosts, they will never fade away!"

Prince Danas gritted his teeth and said-he didn't want to avoid talking about it. It was because he did not shy away from it that the inability to protect his subjects' grief and indignation gradually accumulated in six years. The block that won't go.

"There is such a thing...I regret the death of those humans, but IMHO, this is probably a tradition of trolls, cutting off the skin of the enemy's head and eating their corpses, it is Amani Tribal tradition."

Caldara explained seriously.(To be continued.)

682 We pursue peace, but that will be after you die

"Clang!"

Prince Danas could no longer bear the anger in his heart. He could not tolerate the tragic death of those civilians, and in the mouth of this troll became an understatement of "tradition" and "custom".

"Are you here to mediate or to provoke?"

While motioning Muradin? Bronzebeard to stop the furious Prince Danas, Arthas frowned and asked Caldara.

"I did come to mediate... But it seems that my neutral position makes you feel offended... Then let's simply say, what conditions do you humans need to stop this war?"

Caldara ignored Prince Danath and the royal guards of Lordaeron, who was holding the blade pointed at his chest, and asked directly to Arthas.

"The Emperor Zujin of the Amani Empire, including the heads of all the trolls who participated in the battle between the alliance of humans, dwarves, and high elves and the orc tribe."

Arthas answered without hesitation.

Hearing what Arthas said, Prince Danas was stunned for a moment, and then slowly put down the sword in his hand.

The prince of Stromgarde thought that he would never agree to the so-called "truce conditions" of the troll, but after calming down, he thought about it carefully. The conditions that Arthas proposed... seemed to be good!

If the trolls were willing to agree to this condition, Prince Danath would no longer object to the truce.

"This condition is somewhat..."

Caldara was about to speak, but Arthas interrupted him halfway through.

"This is only the first condition. The second condition is that all trolls must leave the jungle in the ghost land and live in the area designated by us. Trolls are not allowed to possess all weapons except for daily needs. We Humans will guarantee that you will not be starved to death."

Arthas continued.

"You are totally in trouble."