In Onyxia's view, the newly emerged Countess Preetito's methods are too inferior. She only knows how to maintain connections with her own body. It is really shameful and her previous efforts to create a relationship are in vain. character.
The Fordragon family is a loyal supporter of the Wrynn royal family. If Bolvar, the contemporary Duke of Fordragon, can be brought to their side, the Wrynn royal family will completely lose their power and become a tool for the nobles to manipulate the state power. Toy.
With such a simple truth, Onyxia believed that the unintelligent fake could also figure it out and would not miss this opportunity.
Bolvar, like Varian, is a pragmatic noble and rarely takes the initiative to hold banquets. This time is a rare opportunity for the false Countess Presto.
Sarlayan was not interested in paying attention to how Onyxia planned to deal with the fake. All he needed was the intelligence network possessed by the identity of "Countess Presto".
Judging from Onyxia's lack of interest, she probably lost interest in this vest with a broken personality and did not want this identity to continue to be used by Nefarian.
In this case, before destroying Prestor, the black dragon's sign of walking in the mortal world, Onyxia does not mind letting Sarlayan make one last wasteful use of the connections he has gained.
The banquet invitation sent by Bolvar Fordragon was tonight. During the day, Sarlayan took the still energetic little Xingxing for a walk around the most prosperous trading area in the city. Unfortunately, he was unable to find out who the panda man was. Where to go.
Valeera, who had not slept well, continued to catch up on her sleep in the embassy, while Onyxia concealed her identity and walked around the Countess Presto's mansion, but unfortunately she could not sneak in.
"Tsk! That idiot who doesn't know how to restrain himself."
When Sharlayan and Stellagosa returned, Onyxia couldn't wait to complain to them.
"She actually arranged dozens of dragon guards outside the Earl's Mansion. She is afraid that there will be no one left if she dies like this."
Onyxia shook her feet anxiously: "I probably guessed who took my identity. The guy and I didn't deal with each other in the first place, so I just took this opportunity to take revenge."
Sarlayan persuaded calmly: "As long as you can grasp the balance, I will not make irresponsible remarks on your plan."
"But I still have to ask, if you fight her, are you sure you can win?"
"Um……"
Onyxia frowned and weighed: "If it's one-on-one, I have absolute confidence in winning, but I can't guarantee whether that slut secretly brought other subordinates here."
The black dragon that can be different from the Black Dragon Princess is definitely an adult dragon and is difficult to deal with.
Since Onyxia was guaranteed to win, Sharlayan was willing to believe her.
"Then you should concentrate on dealing with that fake earl. If she has other subordinates, let us control them."
It is impossible for three legends to defeat a demigod-level adult black dragon, but they can still do it if they just delay for time.
Moreover, if a fight really breaks out, Sarlayan doesn't believe that Stormwind Kingdom masters such as Pasonia Shore and Benedictus will look on stupidly.
Benedictus is the Bishop of the Holy Light Church of the Kingdom of Stormwind and one of the most beloved disciples of Archbishop Alonsos Fao.
According to the barrage, Benedictus will betray humanity and join N'Zoth in the future, but that will be many years later. It is not known whether he has secretly changed his stance.
Even if it is, facing the blatant attack of the black dragon, as the bishop of Benedictus, it is impossible to stand idly by, and he has to act in full.
And Pasonia Shore is the leader of MI7, the intelligence organization of Stormwind Kingdom. She is a veteran legendary thief, and her strength is definitely not weak.
If possible, Sarlayan does not want to start a battle with the black dragon in the city, but the location of the battle does not depend on him, but how the other party responds.
"Valeela, have you rested enough?"
"Well, if you have a mission, just tell me."
Sarlayan narrowed his eyes: "I don't care what method you use, try to secretly contact MI7 before the banquet starts tonight, so that they can be alert to Earl Presto's Mansion in advance."
"Half a day..."
Valeera scratched her blond hair in distress: "You are really going to give me problems... Okay, I'll do my best."
Sarlayan nodded encouragingly, and then turned his gaze to Stella Gosa: "Stella, you also find a way to inform the mage masters in the mage district and the priests in the church district."
"Don't tell them the details, just say it might happen in the Noble District tonight."
"Whether they believe it or not, at least we have fulfilled our obligation to remind us, and no one will want to blame us afterwards."
Little Xingxing nodded obediently: "Okay, I'll leave now."
"at last……"
Sarlayan turned to look at Onyxia, who was lazily leaning on the sofa: "Onyxia, it's up to you to signal the start of the war, and try to reduce the number of innocent casualties."
Onyxia waved her hand lazily: "I know~ I don't understand why you are so interested in those mortals you don't want to have sex with."
Sarlayan smiled noncommittally: "I just want peace of mind. This is the biggest difference between me and you orthodox dragons who regard mortals as nothing."
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In the Duke's Palace of Fordagon, the contemporary Duke Bolvar is directing his servants to prepare nervously for tonight's banquet.
An old man dressed as a butler suddenly walked quickly to Bolvar and whispered a few words in his ear.
"So early?"
Bolvar had a look of surprise on his face, and then his expression calmed down.
“Wilfred, I’ll leave this to you.”
"Yes, Your Majesty the Duke."
The old butler took over the work and continued to direct the servants to arrange the venue.
Bolvar hurriedly came to his room on the second floor and knocked on the door gently to ask for permission.
"Sir, is it convenient for you now?"
"Well, come in, Bolvar."
"excuse me."
Bolvar turned the doorknob and opened the door. He stepped into the house and quickly closed the door. No one saw the scene inside the house.
A handsome black-haired man was sitting in front of the window with half-drawn curtains, looking at the bustling aristocratic district with somewhat empty eyes.
"His Majesty……"
The man wearing the crown is none other than the current king of Stormwind Kingdom, Varian Wrynn.
The last time Sharlayan and Valeela met, the newly crowned king still had the arrogance of a young man.
Today, after experiencing many hardships, his flamboyant attitude has become obviously restrained, and his once passionate eyes have become a bit more gloomy and worried.
It was not because of his own situation, but because he was worried about the future of the kingdom.
"Bovar, has Earl Deep Shadow accepted the banquet invitation you sent?"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
At Varian's signal, Bolvar sat across from him and replied respectfully: "The little Earl of Deep Shadow seemed to have seen something, and he only hesitated for a short time and agreed to the invitation."
"Ha~"
Varian smiled meaningfully: "Many people in Quel'Thalas say that Sharlayan Deepshadow is just a reckless man. In the final analysis, it is just the preconceived prejudice of those arrogant pure-blood elves against half-elves. "
"Such talents must be pushed outwards. No wonder Quel'Thalas has not been able to develop in these years."
"If the two Sun Kings hadn't trusted him against all odds, I would have really wanted to recruit him to the Kingdom of Stormwind."
Everyone in Quel'Thalas and abroad knows that the young Earl of Shadow is a half-elf, but because the reclusive Inas rarely appears in public, most people are unaware of the origin of the other half of Sarlayan's bloodline.
Including Varian, many people judged him by his appearance and subconsciously thought that he was a hybrid of human and elf.
Shaking his head to put away the unrealistic thoughts, Varian quickly suppressed his regret.
"Proceed as planned. Quel'Thalas has also faced the experience of big nobles violating royal power. I hope Sharlayan, who has personally experienced this, can give me some inspiration."
"besides……"
Varian's eyes flashed coldly: "Countess Presto will also attend this banquet, right?"
"yes."
Bolvar also had a bad look on his face. He was young and vigorous and had an admiration for Countess Presto.
However, after the expeditionary force broke away from the alliance and returned, Countess Presto was stimulated by something unknown and no longer behaved as before.
There were rumors that the countess had affairs with at least two digits of male nobles. According to Bolvar's investigation, most of the rumors were true.
This discovery made Bolvar feel a little complicated, ranging from regret to anger. He himself was not sure what the reason was.
Varian did not notice Bolvar's hidden emotional changes. He calmly ordered: "Be sure to control that slutty fox in the venue. Don't let him disturb my private meeting with Earl Deep Shadow."
Bolvar calmed down and bowed his head solemnly to accept the order: "Your will, Your Majesty."
