I traveled through time and space and became the Archbishop of Stormwind!

Zul?

The name sounds a little familiar.

Who is it?

Alvin's mind was a little confused.

recent,

His memories of his past life seemed to be fading away with the passage of time.

Perhaps it was his activeness that changed the course of history.

So his memory of that part of history that should have happened but did not happen gradually became blurred.

He only vaguely remembered that there was indeed such a person.

His intuition told him that what the old troll said might be true.

Zul ended his passionate self-introduction.

The old body seemed to be ignited by the flame of passion, and for a moment it looked much younger.

Although his voice was as unpleasant as a broken gong and a drake, it carried an unquestionable power.

"What Zandalari? I've never heard of it!"

Solanlian frowned and said coldly: "Trolls are trolls, and all trolls deserve to die!"

As the elf spoke, he raised the staff in his hand again.

"Hey! Girl, why are you like this?!"

As Old Zuer spoke, he hurriedly hid behind Alvin.

"Wait, Solanlian, listen to me first."

Alvin took Solanlian's hand and ended the girl's spell.

"Alvin? Are you going to help this troll? You know how they treat us!"

"What he said should be true."

Alvin urged, "Do you remember when we first met?"

Solanlian blushed, remembering when she first met Alvin.

She was thrown into the pot as food by the trolls, and it was Alvin who controlled a troll and rescued her from the troll's nest.

"Why are you saying this? You don't mean to say that when you controlled the troll, you also learned the historical stories in the troll's mind?"

"No, that troll's mind is empty and there is nothing in it..."

Alvin shook his head.

"What I want to say is that when I was facing Zul'jin, the troll warlord noticed something was wrong with me. In a hurry, I said that I had met a Zandalari troll sage when I was young..."

"Then Zul'jin believed it. He also said that when he was young, he could still encounter Zandalari trolls from time to time, but now it is rare to see them these days. So I think this story must be true. And you see, Zul can speak multiple languages, which is completely unlike an ordinary troll."

"Well, human boys are very smart, much smarter than the Quel'dorei... I didn't expect you'd even met that bastard Zul'jin."

As Zul spoke, he stuck his head out from behind Alvin.

But when he saw the elf's cold face, he quickly shrank back.

"so what?"

"I read related books in the church in my early years, some previous studies on trolls."

Alvin carefully searched for useful information in his memories of his past life.

"The book records that there are indeed some trolls in this world. Their tribe is called Zandalari, and they originally lived in the southern part of Kalimdor."

"These trolls are different from their bloodthirsty compatriots. They don't like killing. Instead, they enjoy recording history and collecting knowledge. It is said that the Zandalari library records a history that is far older than what we know..."

"Kalimdor?"

Solanlian shook her head.

"I don't recall any Zandalari trolls in southern Kalimdor."

"Well, some things happened later... Speaking of this period of history, it's actually related to your people."

"What's the connection between trolls and elves?"

Solanlian frowned.

"The Well of Eternity once exploded..."

This is a dark history that the elves never want to mention.

When the Quel'dorei and their Kaldorei tribes fell out, they crossed the ocean and came to the Eastern Continent.

It is because they cannot give up the magic of the Well of Eternity.

This led to a fierce conflict with the Kaldorei, who completely abandoned magic and chose to learn the ways of nature, now known as the night elves.

Therefore, this group of elves left the Kalimdor continent where they originally lived, crossed the ocean to the Eastern Kingdoms, and finally chose to settle in Silvermoon City. They used a bottle of water from the Well of Eternity to create the current Sunwell in the north of Silvermoon City.

The location of Silvermoon City happens to be the country of those unfortunate Amani forest trolls.

In order to fight for the land for survival, the elves and trolls launched a bloody war that lasted for thousands of years.

"Before the explosion began, the Zandalari sages had already foreseen it. They erected a magical shield to protect the entire Zandalari from the explosion."

"But outside the magical shield, everything was destroyed. The continent was torn apart, and the place where the Well of Eternity once was turned into a giant whirlpool in the ocean."

"Similarly, the land around Zandalar was submerged by the sea. From then on, Zandalar was separated from the continent of Kalimdor and became an island in the ocean."

"And the sages of Zandalari recorded all of this in books."

Listening to Alvin's story, Solanlian believed most of it and gradually put down her staff.

Zul nodded in satisfaction, praising Alvin's erudition. "You are very smart, young man."

Solanlian disagreed and said contemptuously: "What sage? Wasn't he still knocked away by my Ice Cone?"

Zul retorted angrily, "Why? Must a sage be a warrior? Let me tell you, I know nothing about magic or combat! But that doesn't stop me from becoming a sage who records history. A sage requires wisdom and insight, not brute force!"

"Alvin, I believe your story, but I have a question."

Solanlian put the staff back on her back.

"You said that the Zandalari sages foresaw the explosion and erected the magic shield. How did they foresee it?"

"I don't know about that. Don't we have a senior here who calls himself the Sage of Zandala? Why not ask him?"

Alvin smiled, turned around, and let Zul out.

Zul wanted to continue hiding behind Alvin, but Alvin turned around and stood next to Solanlian.

"Tell me! How did you predict it? If you can tell me, I'll believe you!"

"I protest!"

Zul raised his fist with only three thick fingers.

"This is the secret of Zandalari!"

"I wouldn't mind a snowstorm on your head."

As dark clouds began to gather above the old troll's head, the cold air began to make Zul exhale from his mouth.

The old troll had a serious look on his face.

"Of course, I always talk about everything with my friends!"

"For example, in terms of precognition, we can communicate with the Loa spirits and souls and make reasonable inferences based on the revelations they give us."

"Um, achilles!"

The old troll blew a big nose and wiped it on a passing toad.

Elvin and Solanlian didn't know whether they should be disgusted by the old troll or the toad...

"Miss Quel'dorei, could you please remove the cold air from my head? I'm old and can't stand the cold."

Solanlian snapped her fingers, and the cold air gradually dissipated.

"I continued,"

Zul's smile grew wider and his speech became faster.

"And the one before you is none other than the sage who can foresee the future."

"You? Predict the future?"

Now not only Solanlian didn't believe it, even Alvin thought the old troll was bragging.

"Think about it, how did someone as weak as me manage to navigate this dangerous swamp? It was by foresight, knowing the danger was coming beforehand, and thus avoiding it!"

"This... is quite convincing."

According to Solanlian's probing, the old troll might not have any other abilities, otherwise he wouldn't have been nearly hung on the tree by a gust of wind from her.

"Did you foresee that you would be beaten?"

Solanlian asked with a mocking look on her face.

"You should be asking why I insisted on waiting here for you even though I knew I would get beaten up."

Zul asked back.