As Sarlayan watched silently, the personal maid named Hathaway accepted the message delivery task assigned by Stradama.
She will personally escort this batch of letters to the front line to meet with Caixus, and the Marquis of Caixus, who always sticks to his word, will make these evidences public.
Marquis Akalek has led the elite members of the Sharp-Eye Secret Academy who have returned from various places in the Shadow Realm to ambush near the battlefield.
As long as the War Master Faction can communicate with the Sages about foreign enemies through Gamal and gain the reputation of justice, Akalek can lead the Sharp-Eye Secret Academy to intervene in the war in a fair and just manner.
Most of the letters were taken away by the maid Hathaway, and Stradama only left a few letters as bargaining chips against Israel.
Before leaving, Heather thoughtfully arranged for another maid with a black veil to take over her job.
This maid is not as powerful as the head maid Hathaway, but she still has the fighting power of a high-level elite.
Until now, Sarlayan has not been able to figure out why Poppan wished him good luck before.
He did not find it difficult for Marquis Stradama to communicate at all. Her Majesty the Queen's temper was not bad. Even if her mental state was not good after being injured, she never lost her temper.
Before Hathaway left, Sarlayan unexpectedly caught a strange look in her eyes.
'What do you mean? Is this asking me to ask for more blessings?'
After arranging the business, Stradama, who had been maintaining her majesty as a queen, finally relaxed and leaned back on the multi-layered soft pillows with her straight back. The new maid also thoughtfully helped her adjust the height.
and location.
"Putting aside official matters for the time being, all we need to do is wait for the follow-up progress."
Stradama's beautiful, slightly sickly pale face softened, and the previous majesty seemed to have never existed.
I don't know if it was Sarlayan's misunderstanding. It was obviously the same face, but he felt that the expression of Her Majesty the Queen, who was majestic before, had become a little... charming?
'Hiss!' Sarlayan suddenly realized something: 'Is it possible...'
The queen, who is full of majesty in front of others, is still a woman after all. Like ordinary women, they also have physical and emotional needs.
Sarlayan once heard a barrage discussion, Queen Azshara has been in power for thousands of years, and there have long been rumors among the people that she has met countless times.
However, Sarlayan speculated based on Azshara's character that this statement should be just a rumor.
Queen Azshara is the ultimate solitary self-admirer, and she will never pay even a little attention to someone she doesn't like.
Xavius, who was once extremely obsessed with Azshara, is a typical example. He couldn't get what he wanted, but he ended up hating him out of love and embarked on the wrong path of becoming a slave of the three surnames.
[Weis has been wandering for half his life, only regretting that he has never met his master. If the Duke (Enzos) does not abandon him, Wes is willing to be his adoptive father. 】
[Fuck, what is Lu Fengxian?]
【Forcing true three surnamed family slaves.】
[Oops, let’s discuss the fact that Sarlayan is attracted by the queen of another world and wants to recruit him as her face. ]
Sarlayan: "...Hey, be serious and find a way to save me."
【Can’t be saved, just wait to die, say goodbye.jpg】
Sarlayan: "What I want is not Hua Tuo's Third Company!!"
[You are really...born to be a peach blossom, I envy you in real name.]
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Saraian was panicked by Stradama's sudden change of attitude.
The new maid stood quietly aside, looking at her nose and heart.
Stradama is different from Azshara, who is self-absorbed and looks down on ordinary people. Her standards for choosing a mate are a little lower.
In Maldraxxus, a country rich in muscular barbarians, handsome and elegant noble children like Sharlayan are too rare, and they hit Stradama's strike zone just right.
After all, she was also the queen who once controlled the entire world. Stradama was not in a hurry, but it was obvious from her attitude that she wanted to develop a relationship.
If Sarlayan is a soul resident in the Shadow Realm and has no worries from the material world, it would be a good choice to have such a thick thigh.
If you plan carefully, you might be able to replace the war master and become the new consul of Maldraxxus. In the future, you may even have the opportunity to aspire to the position of Eternal One and reach the pinnacle of life with this beautiful queen in your arms.
However...this road is impossible.
After all, Sharlayan's home court is still in Azeroth, and it is impossible to stay in the Shadow Realm for a long time, let alone... there are three tigresses waiting eagerly outside.
Just as Sarlayan was thinking of ways to reject Stradama's kindness in the gentlest way possible, a clear knock on the door suddenly came from outside the closed door.
"Your Majesty, there is a messenger who claims to be from Ardenweald and wants to deliver a letter to Mr. Sharlayan Deep Shadow."
Stradama has the reserve of a queen and will not let her personal feelings take over when there are serious business matters.
"Ardenweald?" Stradama asked Sarlayan in confusion: "Did your plan change again?"
Finally finding an excuse to get out of the current embarrassing situation, Saraian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but said seriously on his face: "Maybe, Denathrius is not stupid. The combination of many abnormal factors will sooner or later cause him to...
Suspect."
Now that business was about to begin, Stradama was no longer in the mood for romance, so she straightened her posture and ordered her maid to let the messenger in.
When he saw the messenger who claimed to be from Ardenweald, Sharlayan was suddenly stunned.
"Are you... a Highmountain Tauren?"
Yes, the messenger who appeared in front of Sarlayan was the tauren from Azeroth.
Judging from the antlers on his head, he should be a Highmountain tauren who received the blessing of Malorne's kinsman, Atero.
"Um?"
The tauren was about to introduce himself when Sarlayan suddenly revealed his origins, and a confused expression appeared on his face.
"You...high elf? A fellow from Azeroth?"
Stradama was not surprised by Sarlayan's reaction to meeting people from her hometown in a foreign country. She asked the Highmountain tauren in a business-like and majestic manner: "Messenger, explain your purpose of coming, Blazing Blue Fairy."
Did something unexpected happen?"
"Huh? Oh!"
The distracted tauren remembered his duty, took out Moonberry's letter and put it in Sharlayan's hand.
"That's not true, it's just that the Wild Hunting Group found some smuggling records, and the details were written in a letter by Lady Moonberry."
While flipping through the letter, Sharlayan secretly looked at this honest-looking tauren. Instigated by the barrage, he asked dubiously: "Are you... are you Huon Gaoling?"
"ah?"
The tauren messenger's copper-bell-like eyes widened, and he looked at Sharlayan in confusion and asked, "How do you know my name? Do you know me?"
"Ha~"
After receiving a positive answer, Sharlayan shook his head and laughed: "Of course I have heard of it. An old acquaintance of yours has been singing about your glorious deeds in the High Mountains... Although those legends seem a bit outrageous to me."
"For example, blocking the door and killing the demon army, using the spear to kill Tichondrius instantly, etc."
Hu En: "???"
Huon Gaoling's strength is definitely among the best among mortals, but when it comes to killing Tichondrius instantly... he himself doesn't believe it.
"What the hell? Who is talking nonsense?"
After coming back to his senses, Hu En's face turned red with anger, which probably contained some harmful elements.
"I have defeated Tichondrius, but that battle was very thrilling. It was not just me alone, but also the full assistance of Jarod and others. In the end, I finally killed the big bat in a thrilling way."
"What instant kill? What blocking the door and killing the demon army! The joke is not nonsense, who is ruining my reputation?!"
Sarlayan smiled and spread his hands: "It's the little black dragon you rescued and raised - Black Horn."
"Now he has become the crown prince of the Black Dragon clan, and is receiving training from Dragon Queen Sinestra in the Obsidian Holy Land, preparing to rebuild the glory of the Black Dragon clan."
Hu En scratched his head with questions in his mind: "Black Corner? Abisian? Why does he want to add extravagance to my deeds?"
"And...the Black Dragon Crown Prince? The little black dragon I saved casually has such a big background? This is too outrageous."
The growth rate of the dragon clan is very slow, let alone wild black dragons like Abyssian who lack the heritage of the clan.
When Huon Highmountain died young by forcefully driving the Pillar of Creation, the Hammer of Khaz'goroth, Abyssian was still a tiny young dragon.
Huon's impression of Abyssian only stayed at this stage, and it has not been corrected even after thousands of years have passed.
Sarlayan waved his hand amusingly: "Thousands of years have passed since you came to the Shadow Realm. Abyssian has grown up long ago and is no longer the little black dragon he used to be."
Seeing that Hu En was in a lively conversation and was about to continue asking questions, Sarlayan could only raise his hand to stop him: "Okay, let's talk about old things later. Let's get down to business first."
Sharlayan shook the letter in his hand and his expression became solemn: "Moonberry mentioned in the letter that strategic materials such as herbs and minerals in Ardenweald have been secretly smuggled to Maldraxxus."
"Marquis Stradama, do you have any clues about the smuggling of herbs?"