"A greedy mob! Despicable maggots! Disgusting rats!"
The chubby Sir Soma was sitting in his carriage, cursing the workers who kept causing him trouble.
The Stonemasons Brotherhood's parades in Stormwind City are becoming more and more frequent, especially three days ago. The countess of the Presto family went to the city planning hall to talk to the leader of the workers. A big noble stood publicly.
On the workers' side, this news immediately gave them more confidence.
Sir Soma also knew very well that because of the salary arrears scandal, the civilians of the entire Elwynn Forest sympathized with the Stonemason Brotherhood. Everyone believed that after completing the royal family's entrustment and building the magnificent Stormwind City,
, masons deserve their dues.
This has also made Sir Soma's situation more and more difficult. Yesterday, the powerful Duke of Beauval appeared in the city hall and ordered Sir Soma in a scolding tone to appease the workers as quickly as possible.
It was as if Sir Jean was being roasted on a fire.
A year ago, the united nobles enthusiastically took over the contract of the Stonemasons Brotherhood from the royal family. At that time, no one realized that this matter, which was supposed to enhance the status of the major families, would cause trouble.
To this extent now.
It is true that these naive little nobles misjudged the terrible manpower and material resources that a big project would cost, but on the other hand, Sir Soma always believed that this was actually thrown out by the royal family in order to throw away a heavy burden.
Fishing bait, and he and his friends were the victims who foolishly swallowed poisonous bait!
"I shouldn't have accepted this hot potato in the first place!"
Sir Soma complained nonchalantly. His family is a noble family that has been inherited from the Kingdom of Stormwind for 200 years. It can be regarded as the backbone of the kingdom. It has been passed down to Sir Soma's generation. The chubby Sir wants to rebuild Stormwind City.
He had the opportunity to reach a higher position in one fell swoop, but missed the opportunity. Now he sees that the entire Soma family will be defeated by him.
So no matter how unwilling he was, he had to approach the Countess Presto's mansion today in a humble manner and ask the Countess, who was sitting on a country's wealth, to lend a hand for help.
Although Katarina dedicated Alterac to the Empire as a kingdom ruled by the Emperor, as a lord with the original right of inheritance, she was able to collect 5% of Alterac's taxes every year as a pension for His Majesty the Emperor.
This is a fortune that is unimaginable to ordinary people, and the mysterious Lord Presto also left a rich legacy for her before he disappeared.
So now guessing the wealth of this young, beautiful and rich Countess has become an entertainment that mainstream nobles will play in their spare time. At first, there were many nobles who did not know their own abilities and tried to hook up with this Countess, but
Soon, the scandal between Countess Catalina and Duke Bolvar caused all the wild bees and butterflies to suddenly disappear. At least in the Kingdom of Stormwind, no one would provoke a top dignitary because of the desire for the lower body.
You have to know that in today's Stormwind City, Duke Bolvar Fordragon has the title of "Prince Regent" behind his back.
"Please follow me, Sir Soma."
Parina, the head maid who had just joined the Presto family, led the way with an attitude of respect on the surface but cold on the inside. Sir Soma could feel the look in the eyes of the former royal maid.
He felt disgusted, which made him feel that he had been humiliated, but now the form was stronger than others, and he heard that the head maid was trusted by the countess, so he could only endure this humiliation.
When I arrived at Countess Catalina's residence for the first time, the mansion given by His Majesty Varian had been decorated. The coat of arms representing the Presto family was hung on the wall, and the floor tiles underfoot were wiped.
It was like a mirror, and there was a luxurious carpet. Sir Soma could tell at a glance that this carpet was made by a high elf and was considered a true work of art.
On the eaves, wide red silks hang on both sides, coupled with the colorful glass carefully carved with scriptures and stories of the Holy Light, making this hall feel like a real palace.
It seems that the rumors that the Countess is extremely wealthy are not groundless.
"Please come in, the hostess is waiting for you."
The head maid led Sir to a living room on the second floor, and then turned around to do her own thing. Sir Soma walked to the dressing mirror, straightened his clothes, took out a handkerchief, and wiped his forehead.
Sweating on my face, I opened the door.
At a glance, he saw the Countess reading by the fireplace in the living room with a completely different decoration style. She was sitting on a velvet chair. The background alone was as beautiful as a picture scroll, but the Countess was not the only one in this house.
In front of Sir Soma, there stood a tall human wearing a black dress. He was strong and exuded a strong aura. His cold eyes were like steel knives. Even just one glance would make Sir feel...
It was so frightening that there was another elf standing next to the countess. He looked very old, his hair had turned gray, and his face was full of wrinkles.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but Jazz can always smell the smell of fireworks from this elf.
"Ms. Catalina, I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm here today to request..."
The knight spoke in a humble tone, but before he finished speaking, he looked up and saw the countess's eyes. In those eyes that should have been black, yellow snake pupils were shining, like some kind of
...like some kind of more terrifying behemoth.
Sir Soma's hair stood up, and he subconsciously took a step back. He was about to scream, but a special power emanated from those eyes, and soon, the fat Sir's spirit became chaotic.
"You want to ask for help? Yes...but remember, Soma, the majesty of the royal family cannot be desecrated! At this time when the empire was first established, any citizen should contribute his or her own strength to improve the image of the Kingdom of Stormwind.
Rather than tarnishing the country’s image for selfish reasons!”
The countess said in a charming and hoarse voice:
"For those rebels who resist the majesty of the royal authority, as a knight of the kingdom, you should shoulder your sacred mission... Do not compromise with them. The common people should obey the leadership of the nobles by nature. Remember, you are serving the king, and you must
Be tougher!"
Sir Soma's eyes were shining with confusion, and his will was weakening little by little. His fragile mind was completely unable to stop the intrusion of an adult black dragon. His remaining sanity allowed him to say with difficulty:
"But...but they will resist...there will be blood and things will get bad...The king, the king will not side with us, he...he is too kind..."
"You don't need to worry about this, Sir Soma. You just need to know that you are loyal to His Majesty the King."
Countess Caterina reached out and brushed her long, silky black hair, and she said softly:
"The king will see your loyalty and your sacrifice. At that time, he will know who he can rely on and who is his real enemy... You will become a great person,
King's Guard! I believe it, and I have already seen that future!"
"Go, Sir Soma, do what you have to do, and His Majesty the King will eventually be on your side."
The light of reason in Sir Soma's eyes completely disappeared. He nodded, his fat face seemed to be enveloped by a sacred mission, and he said in a deep voice:
"The mob's rebellion is destined to fail! I will protect my country and my king! Even if it costs everything!"
"Very good! Very good..."
Countess Caterina's eyes slowly turned back to black pupils. She rang the bell, and the loyal maid soon appeared at the door of the reception room. The countess said to her:
"Sir Soma has realized his policy error and asked me for help. So Palina, you take Sir and my seal to the bank and withdraw 50,000 gold coins. This should temporarily calm the workers' anger.
...I hope to see this matter resolved perfectly, and this is the only contribution I can make to the country."
"You are so kind, mistress."
The head maid took a deep breath and leaned slightly towards the Countess: "The workers should thank you. You have paid so much for the end of this long farce."
"Stop complimenting me, Palina."
Catalina started reading her book again. She waved her hand and asked softly:
"I just did some trivial work."
Behind her, the head maid quickly left the room with Sir Soma. After the people in the living room slowly closed the door, the dark, shadowy little bats appeared again in this Gilnean-style room. Those bats
They quickly gathered and dispersed, and soon gathered into a short identity, the dwarf vampire sitting opposite the countess, looking at this "conscience" nobleman with admiration.
"Some trivial job? What a wonderful travesty."
Ella held her belly and giggled, rolling around on the luxurious sofa like a burlesque performer, but the countess didn't even look at her, seeming to focus all her attention on the book in front of her.
.
"Are you here just to laugh at me? Humble dwarf, you may represent powerful power, but you yourself are not that powerful."
Katerina said softly:
"You have to learn to be humble!"
"Humility? What is that? His Majesty Tyrion never taught me what humility is!"
Ella bared her teeth, and the sharp canine teeth shone with a strange light. She stared at Catalina and said in a deep voice:
"The gunpowder has been laid, and soon it will blow up everything. We need you to guide the nobles of the kingdom to focus all their attention on this matter! The bigger the noise, the better, in the shadow of this flame.
, the darkness is marching! Soon, soon you won’t have to hide anymore.”
The figure of the dwarf suddenly disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was standing next to the Countess' wine cabinet. She casually pulled out a bottle of fine wine and looked back at Catalina:
"How are the powers of Orisian and Mr. Deathstroke? Are you satisfied?"
"I really want to ask."
The countess raised her head and glanced at the silent and sturdy black-haired bodyguard: "Mr. Deathstroke is a skull dragon. The undead dragon can no longer transform, so how on earth did you give it the ability to change again? And Aurician,
What on earth did you do to him?"
"Gudu Gudu"
The dwarf first poured a large gulp of wine into her mouth, smacked her mouth, frowned and tasted the taste in her mouth, then threw the remaining wine into the burning fireplace with a look of disgust, and she cursed unhappily:
"Damn it! This bland taste is really disgusting... Blood tastes better. As for what we did? It's very simple!"
The figure of the dwarf vampire disappeared in the shadows again and appeared on Aulician's shoulder. She sat there with her legs crossed and said triumphantly:
"Mr. Deathstroke's ability to change comes from the Archlich Khadgar. He is a magical genius. I am not surprised by what he does. As for the Black Dragon Warrior... we pulled out his tongue and injected it into his body.
He used a lot of weird potions, and frankly speaking, it really surprised many people that this warrior could come out of Mr. Khadgar’s experiments alive.”
Ella glanced at the Black Dragon Princess with malicious eyes, and she said softly:
"Since he doesn't deserve to die, let him continue to live, but I want to warn you in advance, don't play some exciting tricks with him. If he loses control, you will be finished... And from you
From the moment you join the Dark Blade, your body no longer belongs to you! Take good care of it, it will always be useful."
"Buzz"
The figure of the dwarf vampire turned into a group of small black bats and suddenly disappeared into the shadows of the room. Until the last moment, her mocking voice still rang in Onyxia's ears:
"Concentrate, ma'am~ The book in your hand fell down, you frightened little pitiful~ By the way, His Majesty Tyrion asked me to bring you some "good things" that can increase your power quickly.
Grow and bring out the potential within you...This is a gift, please don’t refuse it!”
The Countess suddenly lowered her head. Sure enough, the book she was holding to hide her emotions was upside down... This made her look very ugly. However, when the Black Dragon Princess's eyes fell on the former Black Dragon Warrior Aurician, she
At that moment, Onyxia shuddered suddenly when she saw Orisian's expression as cold as stone.
She began to feel that cooperating with Tyrion so rashly seemed... not the right choice.
"Ahem, ma'am, it's time to take medicine."
An old and dry voice sounded behind Onyxia. She raised her head and saw the old elf transformed from a bone dragon holding a shining scarlet potion and walking towards her. This strange scene made her
Onyxia stood up suddenly, but behind her, the black dragon warrior Aurician held the black dragon princess's body indifferently with both hands.
"What is that? Death knell! Stay away from me, get out of here! I won't drink!"
"Haha, this is a potion formulated with the blood of the Dragon King. It is extremely precious. This is the reward paid in advance by His Majesty Tyrion. Believe me, you will not refuse it."
"Don't come here! Don't come here! Oh... let me go! Aulician, I order you, let me go! Ahhhhh..."
