The Frost Troll Prophet Salonya is an Azeroth civilized man who is just like the gnoll witch Calgar Thornley and can hear the words.

Orento said that fighting is not good, and trolls should not fight with the league.

Salonya returns, there is nothing wrong with fighting, he will definitely let the trolls not leave Daxalon Fortress.

Orento also said, I heard that you are not only a prophet, but also a priest of the Wind Snake Loa, the patron saint of the witty man, and the sacrifice of Quesruen.

Salonya came back, that's right. He was not only a sacrifice for Quesruen, but also a chief sacrifice. This temple on the mountain is also the first temple for Quesruen in Zudaq, because the wind and snake god likes high places.

Orento said, then please ask Quesruen to come out and chat.

Salonya said, as long as you want.

So, unlike Haka, the wind snake Loakysruen, who was believed in by the Frost Trolls, was inexplicably summoned by his chief high priest.

Salonya could only apologize to the Lord God in his heart: "There is no way. The reason is not right."

Quesruen came over and after he figured out the situation, he said that He was going to get angry and was very angry.

He wants to punish Salonia and kill Orento.

Orento had to chat with the Wind Snake God to reason.

After talking about the great principles of arcane and divine arts, Quesruen was convinced and said that his reason was insufficient and his morality was not high enough. Orendo's words were reasonable.

He also understood that the prophet Salonia was not betrayed Him, but that the truth was not as good as the master, and his character was not as noble as the master, so he had no choice but to invite Him over.

Unexpectedly, his moral level and cultivation were not as good as the master. He was ashamed of himself and listened to the master's reason with Salonya.

Under the auspices of the master, Quesruen confessed his past. He was not originally a creature of this world, but came to this world because of an accident. At that time, he met a frost troll who was still a small tribe. Because he was older and had never seen him before, he was regarded as a god by them.

Worship, worship, worship for tens of thousands of years. Hey, it’s strange, He has really become a God!

That's what happened.

As for His hometown, I'm sorry. It's been tens of thousands of years, and even if the master's principles are sufficient, He can't remember much of what happened before.

Moreover, Quesruen believes that Azeroth is his home, and everyone should take care of Azeroth's home.

After talking about moral cultivation with the master, I saw the master leaving leisurely with the female elf, Quisruen flapped his huge wings a few times, and it hurts.

When the Master was just talking about the truth, he was too strong and hurt him. It was all because of Salonya. If he said earlier, he would not reason with the Master, but would fall down as soon as he came over.

snort!

This chief sacrificial ceremony cannot be claimed.

Quesruen left gloomy.

Feeling the departing of God's grace, Salonya smiled bitterly and knew that he had been abandoned by the patron saint of the witty.

But Salonya has no choice.

The master's great principles are placed there. If he is disobedient, he will be an unreasonable bad troll and will be punished by the truth.

You are better off than me.

Quesruen didn't want himself, so Salonya decided to worship other gods. With his status as a frost troll and his witchcraft, he was not afraid that other Loa would not accept him.

This is the benefit of polytheism.

This god cannot worship, so let's change it.

When Quesruen and Salonya start to have a conflict.

Orento has taken Sylvanas to cross the space to return to the campsite in Risk Bay.

The camp is still snowing.

Some dwarves and humans are cleaning up the snow. If they don’t actively clean up, they don’t know when the tent will be crushed.

At this time, humans and dwarves who are more adapted to cold weather are more suitable for these jobs.

Dwarfs and elves are not good.

Dwarfs have small arms and legs. In such cold weather, their gadgets fail too frequently.

Elf... Most of the elves here are not arcanes, and the elves without the protection of the Sunwell are worse than humans in terms of cold resistance.

As a result, the humans and dwarves in the camp were miserable.

This kind of day will last for a while, and the heavy snow is a sign of Northrend entering winter, and this phenomenon lasts for eight months.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter are very obvious in Northrend. However, one season in winter is divided into 8 months, and the remaining three seasons can only be divided into the remaining 4 months.

Sylvanas's return made the elves breathe a sigh of relief. It made the other two young ladies of Wind Walker feel very happy.

But things are not over.

"According to the regulations of the Union Army, I would like to ask Mr. Colonel Aurelia Windrunner, Captain Sylvanas Windrunner, what should be punished for violating the military order this time?"

Orento directly held a meeting in the camp, and representatives of various ethnic expeditionary forces in the camp called him over.

During the meeting, the master looked expressionless and called out the names and ranks of the two Alliance officers.

When the alliance established the General Staff, it also set its military ranks. The only one with the highest military rank is called Grand Marshal. The Master Orento who is now holding a meeting for everyone is.

Below the Grand Marshal are the marshals. The marshals are all kings and racial leaders.

Below the marshal, the real general and lieutenant in charge of the Expeditionary Force. Aurelia was a general in Quel'thalas, and this general was a position. She was a lieutenant colonel in the alliance, and this lieutenant colonel was her rank in the alliance.

There is no way, Prince Kelthas is just a general. She is an elf general, and of course she cannot also serve as a general in the alliance, unless she makes meritorious and promoted in the future, or her status in Quelthalasri is increased.

And Ms. Sylvanas is still only a captain.

Orento's majesty in the league, with his first as Speaker of Dalaran, the feast of live broadcasts across the league, let all members of the league know where his power lies.

He is the founder of the alliance, which promoted the establishment of the alliance. Therefore, no one in terms of status as the alliance is as high as him.

This time he clearly wanted to hold the sister of the Expeditionary Army leader accountable, and representatives of other races said nothing.

Aurelia lowered her head, and she was in a dilemma. On one side was military orders, and on the other side was one of her favorite sisters.

After Orendo spoke, she didn't know how to respond.

"call--"

Instead, Sylvanas breathed a sigh of relief and spoke herself: "According to the regulations, I should be whipped for 30 times and hung up for public display for a day and a night."

This military rule was not designed by Orento, but was established by the marshals of the General Staff. He really didn't know this rule.

He looked at the human side, a representative sent by Kenretto, a sixth-ring mage.

The mage nodded respectfully to the Speaker, saying that it was indeed the case.

"Then execute it."

Orondo said.
Chapter completed!