How did you say that?
The mask is the personality, and the personality is the mask.
When Chromie wore Medivh's look, it felt like the entire dragon was letting itself go.
Dalaran's defenses could not stop Chromie.
To paraphrase a classic line from a former execution force commander of a secret service agency in another world - "I built the Blue Dragon Formation to use it against me!"
Dalaran, a magical city of humans, has an impure bloodline, with too many elements of elves and dragons incorporated into its genes.
Chromie sneaked into Dalaran quietly, spending some time cracking Antonidas' access control system.
For example, waiting for a lonely and drunk mage.
In interpersonal interactions, the first impression often determines the direction of the subsequent plot. Human sensibility and irrationality amplify this illogical phenomenon.
So after sneaking into Antonidas' mage tower invisibly, Chromie observed carefully and planned carefully, and finally found an excellent opportunity.
Although Jaina is trapped by love, as a disciple of Antonidas, as the daughter of Daelin Proudmoore, and as the princess of Kul Tiras.
More importantly, as Alsace's girlfriend...or ex-girlfriend.
Jaina, burdened with the expectations of others, did not allow herself to become depressed.
Studies need to continue, and magic needs to be studied.
So when Jaina endured her emotional pain and forced herself to use learning to create happiness, Chromie's opportunity came.
The old saying is true, a wife is worse than a concubine, a concubine is worse than a thief, and a thief is worse than not being able to steal.
If Chromie jumped out and shouted, "I am the guardian Medivh, girl, do you want to be a horse-monkey soju?"
I'm afraid Jaina's first reaction was to shoot a magic light cannon at Chromie's face instead of listening to her voice.
So a wonderful encounter (trap) becomes the best option.
In Antonidas's private library, two or three authorized magic apprentices are concentrating on reading the Archmage's collection of books.
Dalaran has its own library open to the public, but in this era where knowledge is not cheap, the private collections of the archmages are also a great tool to attract apprentices.
Jaina is naturally different from ordinary apprentices. She has higher authority and can read more precious, or more dangerous books.
This gave Chromie room to maneuver.
Classic "grandpa" plot.
Simple decryption questions.
After anticipating the books Jaina would like to read next, leave the Guardian's mark on them.
Through induction, Gianna was able to confidently figure out the plot, and finally arranged the magic ritual.
Then, Chromie got under Medivh's skin, told her a bluffing background, and then told her, "My child, this is your destiny."
It's probably... done.
Chromie felt so.
So she left Dalaran, with a "shocked" Jaina looking on.
Next, we should go to Menethil II, Chromie thought about the process in his mind.
"Medivh... I'm afraid he's not a fool."
After sending "Medivh" away piously, Jaina put away her business expression and felt that she had better discuss this matter with her teacher.
His teacher Antonidas didn't believe it and went to believe "Medivh" who knows what the hell.
Jaina felt that she was not stupid enough.
However, when Jaina wanted to leave, she found that she could not move and even the magic power in her body was locked.
"Hey, although my child is indeed a fool, what he said is true."
"Who are you?"
Jaina felt real fear, which was the fear caused by absolute strength. In Antonidas's mage tower, she actually lost control of her magic power. Is there anything more terrifying than this?
"Me? I thought I had identified myself, but it seems that fear has oppressed your reason. So..."
A face so beautiful that no woman could be jealous appeared in Jaina's field of vision.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Aegwin Medina, the mother of that fool just now."
"Former Guardian, Your Excellency Aegwynn!"
Jaina showed an unimaginable expression, and her whole body seemed to be relieved again, as if it should be like this.
Aegwin didn't know what he thought of, and he said "cut" as if he was laughing at himself. Then the restrictions on Jaina were released.
"Are you ready? Let those stupid men understand that it is always women who save the world."
Aegwynn said seductively, and one sentence penetrated Jaina's psychological defense.
"Yes, Lord Guardian, I am ready."
Jaina replied firmly, and for a moment it seemed as if the hurt caused by her feelings became less important.
Therefore, only women can understand women, not female dragons.
While Aegwynn was wiping Chromie's butt for other purposes, in the continent of Northrend, Arthas, as the Lich King's newest and strongest consciousness carrier, was leading the Scourge to ravage the underground insect empire.
On a small island hanging overseas, the two-headed ogre Cho'gall is also enjoying the sunshine, beach, coconut juice and the expansion of his ambition.
All the forces hiding in the shadows are in the final stage of unifying their forces. The seemingly stable world of Azeroth is enjoying the last calm before the storm.
Carlos looked at his sleeping wife next to him, then went to his son's room to check the night, and felt no sleepiness at all. Finally, he returned to the study, lit a candle, and began to think quietly.
It's not that he is worried about the situation. In Carlos' eyes, the situation is looking good now.
In other words, it is indeed good to simply talk about human power at this time.
An alliance held together by external pressure cannot expect much internal unity.
After the food crisis is solved, there will be no more serious troubles for at least a year.
When Arthas returns, no matter what happens, the alliance will stabilize.
As long as he crawls out of the quagmire of his son Alphonse cheating on his father and grandfather, he can start eradicating the cursed sect with great fanfare.
Carlos recommended step by step, contradicting himself bit by bit, trying to find loopholes in the plan.
However, he didn't find a fatal problem.
There was something wrong with his memory... or rather his personality.
What he should remember, Carlos would not forget at all, and what he should not know, Carlos could not remember at all.
Loyal King of Knights, defender of the Alliance, great hero, and living legend.
At this time, Carlos was living the way "should be".
The Moon God gave him incomparable strength, and he even had the confidence to tear the Abyss Lord to pieces at this time.
But Luna also took away his most precious thing, his free heart.
Those who easily threaten sentient beings and destroy the world are just unworthy bastards. In front of the real gods and under the web woven by fate, Carlos, who was knocked down from the realm of demigods, cannot even notice the subtle changes in himself.
He became something that there was hope for.
