What does a king, a king, care about most in his heart?
Jaina's eyes sparkled, looking at the calm night sky, the thousand-year-old trees growing on the hillside, the mottled old bark covered with tumors, and she already had the answer in her heart.
All kings have an irresistible temptation. Varian has not yet controlled the power of the Stormwind Kingdom. He is still young and does not realize the value of this temptation.
Jaina must let him wake up early.
Prince Anduin's travels are now under strict protection. Although Jaina is a great mage, she is still unable to do it alone against a city. The prince's path will not work. Jaina has set her sights on Varian's many lovers.
On the body.
Varian has many lovers, most of whom do not live in Stormwind City, but in the nearby Elwynn Forest.
For the sake of the king's reputation, these lovers must not be made public, or at least basic confidentiality must be maintained, so there are not many guards to protect them.
That night, Varian went to find a lover who lived in Goldshire. She was a run-down noble girl who was sexy, slim, and versatile. She especially had very good cooking skills. She successfully captured Varian.
Peace of mind.
The strange thing was that the aristocratic girl refused to see her. She was secretive and refused to open the door, let alone explain the reason. Varian's face darkened at that time. He suspected that there were other men hiding in the room, and he suddenly felt a green light above his head.
When he forced his way in, he discovered that there was a gray stain on the girl's face, which could not be washed away or covered with powder. The area covered by the stain made the skin look particularly old and densely wrinkled, as if it were old age.
bark.
Obviously, this is some kind of magical power.
The woman I liked cried so much that I felt pity for her, so Varian hurriedly comforted her and invited the herbalist Morphele from Dalaran, as well as a senior priest from the Cathedral of Light.
It's a pity that neither of them can do anything.
The priest of the Guangming Cathedral was already very old and had extremely rich experience and knowledge. He carefully called the king aside and whispered:
"Your Majesty the King, this is someone deliberately casting a spell. It is a very vicious black magic. Even if the flesh is cut off, it will be useless. It will gradually spread over time, and eventually the whole person will become old. No one can solve it except the caster.
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"Who did it?"
Varian was furious and gnashing his teeth, who dared to go against the king.
The old pastor's pupils shrank, his expression was serious, and he lowered his voice again:
"This is a vicious magic from demons. I heard that Guardian Medivh collected similar magic. Your Majesty the King, do you still remember what happened to Khadgar?"
"Gianna!"
Varian immediately guessed the mastermind hiding behind the scenes, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong. If it was Jaina who did it, I'm afraid this would not be the only victim.
Varian secretly complained that something was wrong and hurriedly sent out his cronies to investigate.
As he expected, except for a few people living in Stormwind City who were safe, everyone living outside was poisoned by Jaina.
Either on the face, or on the chest or thighs, there is a gray stain that cannot be wiped off and gradually spreads. The delicate skin of the flower-like lovers has been damaged.
The furious Varian first searched for Jaina in the Kingdom of Stormwind, but unfortunately, there was no trace of the archmage at all.
Varian suddenly felt powerless and hated his low strength, but a king would not compromise easily.
"Gianna, do you think this will make me submit?"
Next, Varian thought of revenge and eliminated Jaina's minions in Stormwind City. When he had enough chips in his hand, he negotiated with Jaina.
He hated that he did not have real power, otherwise as long as he cut off trade with Theramore and cut off allies from supplying food and grass to Theramore, it would be enough for Jaina to drink a pot.
Varian entered MI7 and quickly found the information he wanted.
The king personally led troops to break into the home of Anduin's etiquette instructor, Lady Cassandra.
Lady Cassandra was very calm, her hair was neatly combed, and she held an exquisite teacup in her hand. When the king broke into her home, she didn't even bother to look up.
Varian strode forward, drew his sword and pointed it at the Lady.
"Kassandra, the leader of the Twilight's Hammer in Stormwind City, you see, we already knew your background, but since you didn't do anything to harm Stormwind City, we didn't touch you, but you shouldn't have helped.
Jaina, you and your subordinates will be sent to Storm Prison to await trial, and this is your price."
"King Varian, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Cassandra slowly raised her head and said calmly:
"I admit that I have had contact with Gianna. She just asked me to give you two things. One is a formula that can remove aging stains, and an item that you will definitely be interested in. To be honest, I don't know what it is.
What."
Varian finally felt relieved and hurriedly took the herbal formula, along with a letter from Jaina.
A handwritten letter to Varian.
Varian hurriedly opened Jaina's letter. After he read it carefully, he was first suspicious, then confused, and finally his brows were furrowed and he fell silent.
He was moved.
Varian returned to Stormwall restlessly. He had been thinking about the content of the letter and seemed a little distracted. Countess Katrana Prestor, dressed in gorgeous clothes, walked towards him without paying attention.
This graceful and luxurious woman waved to Varian and said with a smile: "Little lion, bring it!"
"what would you like?"
In the cloister, illuminated by bright torches, Varian's face looked uncertain.
"A letter from Jaina to you. I know you too well, Your Majesty the King."
Katlana smiled jokingly: "You absolutely can't resist that temptation. In order to prevent you from dragging the alliance into the quagmire, and to prevent you from making irreparable mistakes, you must hand over that letter."
"Princess Black Dragon, you are following me!" Varian took a step back warily. Jaina's matter gave him a headache, and he had no time to pay attention to Princess Black Dragon's actions.
"This is a necessary action to prevent an immature King from making a fool of himself."
suddenly!
Black dragon wings appeared behind Countess Katlana, and deep purple flames surrounded her body. The Countess stretched out her right hand, which was a sharp black dragon claw, and the metal-like nails shone with a terrifying cold light.
"Your Majesty the King, please don't make me angry. You can't resist the power of an adult black dragon."
"You damn black dragon, I swear, I won't let you go." Varian cursed angrily, but he had no choice but to take out Jaina's letter and throw it over.
"Oh! Oh! It turns out that your time practicing in Karazhan was not in vain. The aura of the Wolf God envelopes you. You are a person blessed by the demigod. With just a simple ritual, you can inherit the demigod's legacy of the wilderness.
strength."
"Do you really want to get this kind of power? King Varian?" the Black Dragon Princess asked with temptation, a pair of dangerous eyes half-smiling: "If this can bribe you, we Black Dragons can do it too, you know
My brother has a laboratory in Blackrock Mountain, with a powerful colorful dragon body, definitely no worse than a wild demigod."
Varian just looked aside and remained silent.
The Black Dragon Princess raised her voice, pointed at the end of the letter and said in a sharp voice: "But no one can do this, immortality. This is a lie, a complete lie. Jaina is a liar."
Immortality is a temptation that almost no king can refuse. (To be continued)