Ravenholdt Manor is a secret that is not a secret in the human world.
The League of Assassins, the uncrowned king who changed Azeroth.
It is difficult to define this strange organization in terms of justice or evil, which combines murder, arson, loan sharking, charity, disaster relief, and raising children.
But there is no doubt that its existence is beneficial to mankind.
At the same time, there is no doubt that its energy is huge.
The name of every Grand Duke of Ravenholdt is Jorach Ravenholdt, but no one knows how many generations of Grand Duke Ravenholdt there are, or even the Jorach Ravenholdt of this generation. Which generation is it.
Mystery brings power, distance brings beauty.
Farad, the High Steward of Ravenholdt Manor, is convinced of this.
For example, his boss Neltharion.
Another example is the boss's daughter, Onyxia.
"Blonde twintails are my thing."
Farad looked at the little human girl in front of him who was not even taller than his chest, nodding his head and making comments in his heart.
In a secret settlement located in the Arathi Highlands, a secret meeting was taking place.
In fact, Farad could smell the black dragon's scent on Onyxia from two kilometers away. However, Her Royal Highness the Princess did not speak, so Farad pretended not to know.
Originally, Farad wanted to tease her verbally, but Onyxia's patience had long since disappeared under Farad's visual scanning.
"Do you want to fight me? Old man."
"Um, in what capacity are you talking to me?"
Farad looked innocent.
"What's the difference?"
Onyxia's tone revealed a certain level of impatience.
"Of course. In terms of age, I watched your mother grow up; in terms of status, I don't remember the king canceling my position as deputy army commander; in terms of strength, if you can beat me, you would have done it long ago. So, you are In what capacity are you talking to me, little girl?"
Farad's expression was playful and his tone was serious.
"Uncle Farad, I need help from you~~~~"
Onyxia's demeanor suddenly changed, and she began to coo with a coquettish and cute tone.
Then Farad got goosebumps.
"Your Highness, please tell me what you have to say. My identity is the top secret of the Black Dragon Legion. You know, if your request is an insignificant matter, I will report it to the king and report it truthfully."
This time it was Onyxia's turn to tighten her back.
Before Nefarian went completely crazy, he was a good father, a strict father. Nefarian and Onyxia were beaten.
"I need a new human identity."
"Aha?"
Farad understood Onyxia's words, but didn't understand what they meant.
"My dear stupid brother screwed up. I need three months to win over the upper echelons of corrupt humans to prepare for the next step of the legion's plan."
Bang bang bang, Farad applauded without sincerity.
"So I need your Grimoire of Ancient Horns."
Onyxia finally revealed her purpose.
"You are playing with fire, my little princess. The Ancient Horned Grimoire can indeed strengthen the transformation technique and completely cover up the unique aura of our black dragon clan. But Aoni, I know the cunning of human beings better than you. They are suspicious, alert, and fickle. And persistent. Many times, the legion’s secret sentry reveals flaws not because of its strength, but because of its lack of intelligence. Forgive me for being so straightforward, the black dragon’s arrogance is suitable for showing off on the battlefield, not for hiding in disguise.”
Farad said a lot of high-sounding words, which can be summed up to the same meaning - Onyxia, you are not an undercover agent, just go to sleep.
However, Farad has really stayed in the human world for too long, and he has forgotten that the arrogance of pure-blooded black dragons is innate. His words stimulated Onyxia's self-esteem——and me. Is there anything Onyxia can't do? !
"Forget it, there is no need to embarrass you with these things, my little princess, just tell me your plan."
Before Onyxia could get angry, Farad surrendered. After all, it was not a big deal.
"The war between the Alliance and the Horde in the south is a trouble and an opportunity for Blackstone Mountain. The Legion is not ready yet. My stupid brother failed. He..."
"I know you have a deep love for each other as brother and sister. Let's talk business."
Farad decisively interrupted Onyxia's denigration of Nefarian.
"...King Carlos Barov of Alterac is getting married to the princess of Lordaeron. This is a good opportunity. Many leaders among humans will go there. I am going to cause trouble at his wedding."
Onyxia said confidently.
"Oh, what a genius plan to stir up trouble."
It was unclear from Farad's brisk words whether he was truly complimenting or sarcastically speaking.
"So I need the Ancient Horned Grimoire and a human identity of sufficient weight. Judging from the current situation, the orcs cannot sustain it for long. This is not in the interest of the legion. However, our Black Dragon Legion is not suitable to directly confront humans. There is evidence that Korada is making moves in private, and the green dragon is not restless either. Hatching and disintegrating humans from the inside and holding them back is a good option."
Onyxia's added words made Farad fall into deep thought.
The Black Dragon King Neltharion ordered Farad to sneak into the human world hundreds of years ago, and the former deputy commander of the Black Dragon Legion also perfectly carried out his boss's order.
Neltharion's words were still in his ears, but Farad was lost in thought.
Onyxia's thoughts were insignificant, and even the interests of the Black Dragon Legion were insignificant, but as one of the few black dragons who had not seen Neltharion's whereabouts, Farad really hesitated.
It has been more than a hundred years since I joined the Ravenholdt Manor, and there have been three Grand Dukes of Ravenholdt in my service. However, the recently deceased Grand Duke Ravenholdt was the one that Farad feared the most.
That's right, a dead man made Farad, the ancient black dragon with unfathomable strength, fearful.
Helping Onyxia might expose yourself, but that's a given.
Without aiding Onyxia, the Alliance's rapid advance could disrupt the Black Dragon King Neltharion's plans for Draenor.
This is difficult to handle.
But the new generation of Joraci Ravenholdt has gone to undergo the trial of strength, and now the Ravenholdt Manor almost has the final say.
so……
"My little princess, what do you think of the identity of the new leader of Ravenholdt Manor, the Grand Duchess Jorazzi?"
When it comes to getting into trouble, Farad has never been afraid of anyone.
At Ravenholdt Manor, strength is respected, and Farad, who is afraid of the previous grand dukes, is not optimistic about this generation of grand dukes.
So what if you are found to be doing something behind your back? If you have no power, what can you do to yourself?
To take a step back, when the time comes, I, Farad, will test you, Joraci Ravenholdt, and you will be very capable.
If you don't have enough heart and magnanimity, and you don't have enough skill and courage, you are not worthy of my help.
Thinking of the powerful relationship, Farad readily agreed to Onyxia's request.
Make things happen, let’s make things happen together.
