As long as Azerite exists beneath Corzan, Corzan will be absolutely safe.

Even if we can operate it properly, when we face life-and-death threats in the future, forces like the Alliance and Night Elves may take the initiative to protect our safety."

The words of Hot Sand made Ruido Fons and others stunned. After thinking about his thoughts for a while, they suddenly realized, and they all admitted that they were indeed inferior to this guy in terms of the overall situation.

"Don't worry, after this surrender, no matter how the Alliance sanctions us, as long as they don't kill all the goblins, we will have the day to regain our glory, starting from the dark ages in the mines of St. Gabriel's

, Goblins are a tough race that is good at surviving in the cracks."

It has to be said that a race that only values ​​​​interests still has a spiritual background similar to religion in its bones. Whether the so-called Gaboraz era actually existed is still open to question, but it can be

Give the goblins cohesion during the most difficult time.

…

After a long talk in the Hot Sand Palace, the other trade kings left on their own to prepare for surrender, but Gigvonte walked a little slowly on purpose.

"I knew you still had something to say to me."

Hotsand was not surprised that Gigfund stayed.

"Did you destroy the Tinker Guild's base station?"

Gigvondt asked the question that had been weighing on his mind.

"That's right, from the time you go to negotiate, to the time the monster is discovered... I have been observing the whole process from a distance with my evil eyes.

I have always believed in Radolfons' technology. From the goblin teleporter to the airship, and even the miraculous giant flying golem, he has never made any mistakes. I don't dare to bet on the slight chance of failure of the base station.

If I hadn't done the damage, Mogul might have really blown up Azerite. How could the fate of Kozan be controlled by a guy like that?"

After solving this doubt, Gigervont asked a second question.

"What about Noggenfogg? He knew the secret of you becoming a warlock, but you have silenced him?"

"How could it be possible? He is Li De's right-hand man and a very important figure. Silencing him would be tantamount to completely angering Li De and would not do any good.

On the contrary, a living Noggenfogg is a rare commodity. On your way here, I moved him to another safe place and imprisoned him.

In the subsequent negotiations, he can be a good bargaining chip, please ask that Protector Li De to be a little more generous."

After listening to Roussa's explanation, Gigvonte looked at the other party in admiration.

"Grasp the situation ahead, destroy Radolfons' base station, relocate Noggenfogg, and fake the situation in the secret room. You have accomplished so much in such a short period of time.

You have exceeded the limits of ordinary goblins, and now I really don’t know how to get along with you."

"Oh, friend, evil energy has brought me much more than that. It has even allowed me to touch the true meaning of this world. This is why I have the confidence to make the goblins great again."

After all, Gigvondt was still somewhat resistant to evil energy. He only thought that Hot Sand was blindly optimistic because he had just come into contact with evil energy, so he was unwilling to talk more about this aspect.

He didn't want to talk more, but Rousha became very interested in certain details.

"If I guess correctly, the human standing next to Li De at that time seems to be that special commissioner..."

"Special Commissioner Boris, he represents Lordaeron."

"Yes, it's that Boris. When Li De and the others left, I found that guy very interesting."
Chapter completed!