Robbie and the black dragon princess Onyxia stood side by side in the air. The black cat sat on Robbie's shoulder. Behind him was the uneasy and trembling Count Agamand. Standing at such a high place made an old man feel sad from the bottom of his heart.
Feeling chilly.
"No, I still have a lot of things to deal with. Can you let me down first? It's a bit high here."
Relying on the power of Robbie's holy light, the earl can float in the air.
After the initial novelty, only the fear of being at a high place remained. Robbie smiled and said to the count:
"Look at the Stormwind City below. It's so majestic. As long as you cooperate sincerely with the Black Dragon Princess, this will be yours."
The earl glanced at the Black Dragon Princess and whispered:
"This black dragon is an arrogant man who feels very good about himself. He is ambitious but arrogant and does not know the depth. It is not that easy to seize power. I have to plan carefully. I have to pity this old bone. Originally
The plan is to just wait for the construction of Stormwind City to be completed and then find a quiet place to retire in the western wilderness. Now I still have to rack my brains and work hard."
Not everyone has the opportunity to seek the highest power in the kingdom. The earl said it was difficult, but he was excited from the bottom of his heart. When talking about his plan, he gradually forgot the horror of being at high altitude and talked endlessly:
"In fact, the repair work in Stormwind City is nearing completion. I must find a way to delay the last year and a half to prepare for our just cause. The person currently in charge of Stormwind City is Duke Bolvar, who is deeply trusted by King Varian.
, he knows the progress of the Stormwind City project, so he must get the support of Duke Bolvar."
The Black Dragon Princess on the side didn't care about the count's complaints. She probably knew her true nature and said carelessly: "Don't worry, Duke Bolvar has long criticized his support for the orcs. He can't wait to destroy the orc sect immediately. This matter.
Leave the matter to me. I will use the Black Dragon Clan's means to achieve my goal. The Grand Duke of Stormwind City, what a prestigious title, I think he must cherish his hard-earned status and want to live a few more years."
The earl believed in the Black Dragon Princess' ability. Under normal circumstances, it was difficult to convince people based on reason alone. If threats and persuasion could be combined, the success rate would be greatly increased. He nodded and said:
"As long as it can be delayed for some time, the Stonemasons Guild will establish a strong stronghold in the Western Wilds. It also needs to train a large number of people. It must be done secretly and cannot be known to Stormwind City. This is a necessary preparation. When Stormwind City announces its completion,
King Varian will be surprised to find that the Stonemasons Guild is no longer the mason organization it once was, but a powerful assassin organization. We have the strength to threaten the security of Stormwind City and make him afraid to act rashly."
"I like this kind of strategy."
The Black Dragon Princess clapped her hands and praised, her pair of shining and sinister dragon eyes shining with excitement.
"We need money, a lot of money." The count spread his hands and said expectantly.
"Simple!" Princess Black Dragon said with a smile:
"Who is the real leader of the orc sect? It's me, the black dragon princess Onyxia. The money collected must go through my hands. I know that the orcs are greedy and use various means to deal with the Warsong clan. I simply keep the money for myself.
I didn’t send them a grain of food in my hand, so I’ll pay for it.”
The earl bowed and expressed his gratitude to the Black Dragon Princess. He had long expected that the Black Dragon Princess would be willing to pay the money:
"We must not ignore MI7. We can hide it from King Varian, but we can never hide it from the spies of MI7. They have always been the king's eyes and ears. Fortunately, I have some old friends in MI7. I will leave this
Old face, I hope I can make MI7 turn a blind eye. To be honest, I don’t have much confidence."
Princess Black Dragon clenched her fists and said confidently: "MI7 will definitely support us. Many of MI7's assassins came from Ravenholdt Manor. Ravenholdt owes my father some favors that no one dares to owe.
I can handle this matter if Black Dragon doesn't repay the favor."
The count showed a look of unexpected surprise:
"In this way, the plan is perfect. When all preparations are completed, we will make the deal with King Varian public and let everyone know that the Masons' union's occupation of Westfall is reasonable and legal."
Robbie frowned slightly after hearing this. The Earl obviously wanted to solve the problem in a relatively peaceful way. This is of course the most appropriate and ideal solution, but it is not consistent with historical records. Robbie expressed his doubts:
"What if King Varian refuses to admit his debt? Is a king willing to cede a piece of his territory? This will bring shame to House Wrynn and make the people of Stormwind Kingdom feel very shameless!"
The earl suddenly felt a gust of cold wind, shrank back, and whispered:
"It doesn't make sense. We don't want to break away from the rule of the Kingdom of Stormwind. What is the western wilderness like now? Murlocs, pirates, smugglers, thugs, kobolds, jackals, the kingdom can't collect a penny of tax. Wait for the stonemason
The union controls Westfall, and we are willing to surrender to Stormwind City and pay taxes. This is beneficial to both of us, and Varian has no reason not to accept it."
Princess Black Dragon also said that this matter is not a problem, and said enthusiastically: "Queen Tiffin and I are very good friends. She will definitely be willing to testify. The queen of Stormwind City is still very convincing."
Combined with the subsequent historical development, Robbie's expression changed, and it is easy to think of a terrible ending:
"What if King Varian assassinated his queen and then blamed the Masons' Guild? I know their relationship is not good. Queen Tiffin hates the orcs very much."
"There is no one in the Kingdom of Stormwind who doesn't hate the orcs, except King Varian." The Earl muttered in a low voice. Thinking of what Robbie had said, his expression immediately turned serious.
The black dragon princess was also thinking, a pair of dragon eyes emitting a vicious light: "I have to say, it is entirely possible that King Varian can do such a thing. He has said more than once that he wants to kill the queen."
Robbie looked at these two people and seriously concluded:
"Don't place your peace on the kindness and fairness of the king. You simply don't understand King Varian's stubbornness and the strong bond between him and the orcs. In this world, strength is the only reliance. My suggestion is
Conduct a riot to make Varian realize the strength of the Masons' Union. Queen Tiffin is a very good chess piece. If possible, take her to the West Wilderness. Any royal family has secrets that they don't want others to know.
, so that King Varian will not dare to actually launch troops in the Westfall."
"I like this plan." Princess Black Dragon nodded.
"Then what happens after that, we will live in the western wilderness as thugs?" Count Agamand thought more long-term. He did not want future generations to live in the shadow.
"After that, you have to clear yourselves step by step." Robbie followed the development of history and said: "Varian will definitely not let you go. He will slander the Masons' Union as an illegal thug organization. You might as well use this trick. You can form a resistance organization.
Defeat yourself in the name of the people so that you can legally manage the Western Wilderness."
"Our Stonemasons Guild includes elites from all walks of life in Lordaeron. With a little training, we can become a powerful army. Will we be defeated by a group of militiamen and farmers? Will anyone believe this lie?" Earl Agamand expressed concern.
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"There will be people who believe it. The people's demands are very low. They only need to know the results. Few people are willing to pursue the truth." Robbie said in a positive tone.
Princess Black Dragon nodded: "It's a good idea. How about calling it the People's Army of the West Wilderness."
Robbie suddenly discovered that he had accidentally become one of the founders of the Defias Brotherhood and planned the future development of the Brotherhood. There was an indescribable and wonderful feeling about creating history with his own hands.
Count Agamemand carefully made notes in his notebook. The Black Dragon Princess looked down at Stormwind City, which looked like a creeping giant beast, and opened her arms to express her ambitions and ideals:
"I have always dreamed of having a country of my own. I need to hide it from Medivh, or let him ignore this place. I need to control King Varian. I will let the people live a comfortable life, let the people live and work in peace and contentment, and stay away from the war. I
I want to make those nobles fear me and let them know who is the real master of Stormwind City. Of course, I don’t need the people to worship me. I am a black dragon and I know they are incompatible with me."
"Apart from these, don't you have any higher ideals?" Robbie asked.
"What ideal?" Princess Black Dragon was puzzled.
"Like your father, protect Azeroth." Robbie thought of the guardian of the earth, Deathwing.
The Black Dragon Princess shook her head contemptuously.
Robbie suddenly realized something, but he didn't say anything.
The Black Dragon Princess herself has not realized that this kind of responsibility and obligation has been written into his bones and into the blood of the Black Dragon, just like she protects the Kingdom of Storm without asking for anything in return.
"By the way, you must remember not to be an enemy of Alsace. If one day King Varian asks the Westfall to send troops to attack Alsace, just send an army to show off."
Count Agamand was stunned, and after a long while he said: "Why did King Varian beat Prince Alsace?"
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Robbie became anxious, realizing that Arthas had not yet become the Lich King at this time.
Black Dragon Princess Onyxia looked at Robbie carefully and pointed out:
"Why don't you serve as the leader of the Masons' Union? Count Agamand is a confused old man. He is sure to die that day. How fragile human life is."
The earl looked helpless:
"Hey, am I going to step down so soon? Don't you need to ask for my opinion?"
Although the Earl said so, he had no problem with Robbie being the leader.
The violent organization that will fight openly and covertly with Stormwind City in the future needs a strong leader to take charge. No matter from every aspect, Robbie is more suitable than Count Agamand.
"I still have many important things to complete." Robbie declined politely: "You can rest assured that I will appear when you need me."
The black cat clung to Robbie's ear and whispered: "The time has come."
The existence of the black cat was very strange, even the Black Dragon Princess could not sense it. Robbie nodded, said goodbye to the Black Dragon Princess and Earl Agamand, and under the guidance of the black cat, landed in the most chaotic old city of Stormwind City.
The Black Dragon Princess stared at Robbie's back, thoughtfully.
Count Agamand had a puzzled look on his face: "What is the origin of this person? With such a powerful power of holy light, I remember that several disciples of Uther, the Lightbringer, are nothing."
The Black Dragon Princess shook her head and whispered to the earl: "I think he comes from the future, but he doesn't smell like the Cave of Time. This is very incredible." (To be continued)