When Old Anzu Learned That Diakum Was Ready to Fulfill His Promise, He Was Thrilled

When Old Anzu Learned That Diakum Was Ready to Fulfill His Promise, He Decided to Kill Himself

"Hm?"

After the Troll shadow hunter finished speaking, every Elf present was dumbfounded.

The Elves had capable minds, so they easily discerned a hint of something "wrong" in the Troll's declaration.

The Sun King bluntly rebuked him:

"Azshara's survival concerns the Elves. This is clearly our internal affair. To other civilizations, she is merely a dazzling symbol. Forgive my bluntness, Trolls, but you have no reason whatsoever to interfere!

Nor should you interfere."

"Mm, no, no, no. Of course we have more than enough reason to do so."

The Troll shadow hunter let out a strange laugh. It seemed to have been holding back its laughter for a long time, and now that it could finally laugh to its heart's content, it drawled:

"You have 'stolen' the name 'Elf' for far too long. If we Zandalari Trolls—cough, cough—if our Zandalar Elven Empire is to reclaim its honor, then we must obtain recognition from the most legitimate Elven imperial authority.

So, everyone, stay in Quel'Thalas.

The war here is dangerous enough. There is no need for you to involve yourselves in the mess on the Broken Isles."

"What a nice dream you have there!"

Phoenix Guard Farodis understood almost instantly what these Troll brats were plotting. They wanted to steal all the legitimacy of the Elves as the "world's favored children." They were digging at the very roots of Elfkind.

The old Lich suppressed his unease and snapped:

"Do you really think Azshara will accept your allegiance? Do you truly believe the Elf Empress would be willing to sit upon your Golden Throne?

She will only kill you!"

"No, she will not!"

The Troll shadow hunter rose to its feet and shrugged. Its eyes,