Suddenly gaining great power is like a beggar suddenly getting rich overnight, and it is easy to lose control.
Especially since Anduin was still a child, he was favored by the Holy Light and really thought that he could be invincible and do whatever he wanted.
The hard slap on Varian's face was like a blow to his heart.
For the first time, Varian realized that Anduin must be taken seriously. He began to understand that this was not just a child, but that he had the royal blood of the Wrynn family and his extraordinary ambition.
A sense of panic appeared in Varian's heart.
Anduin jumped up and kicked King Varian in the face.
He felt that he was already an adult, that he was smarter than everyone else, that he could become a wise king, a great savior, and the shepherd of Azeroth. He must rescue Thrall, the great savior.
The powerful power of holy light enveloped Anduin's body, and he felt confident. His father was a fool, and he refused to save Thrall, the great savior. This glorious and great honor was unforgivable.
A big hand grabbed the back of Anduin's neck, and Anduin's limbs danced in vain in the air, like a trapped little turtle.
It was Duke Bolvar who took action. Although the power of Holy Light inherited by Anduin was powerful, he was just a child after all. In terms of the use of Holy Light and understanding of combat skills, he was far inferior to the experienced Duke Bolvar.
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"You're such a traitor, what's the point of keeping you?"
King Varian was furious, drew his sword with a swipe, and slashed with it.
Duke Bolvar quickly stopped the impulsive Varian and persuaded in a low voice:
"Your Majesty, you must be cautious in this matter. I grew up watching Anduin. He should not do such a disobedient thing, especially since he suddenly has the powerful power of the Holy Light. There must be a conspiracy in this."
"Damn, damn, I will never let him go. He actually wants to kill his own father."
For some reason, as if it brought back sad memories, Varian became extremely irritable and ignored Duke Bolvar's persuasion.
Fortunately, Varian was no match for Bolvar. He slashed dozens of swords at Anduin, but Duke Bolvar easily dodged them all.
Anduin, who was firmly grasped by Bolvar, felt the cold light slashing at his body with the sword. He was also frightened out of his wits, and soon cried loudly.
"You still have the nerve to cry, what have you done, you traitor?" Varian was furious and still refused to give up. Bolvar had no choice but to say: "Your Majesty, Anduin is the prince designated by the guardian Medivh.
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Upon hearing the words of Guardian Medivh, King Varian immediately froze. He grabbed his sword and sat straight back on the throne, dumbfounded.
boom!
A powerful aura enveloped the entire council chamber, and a pile of jet-black dragon wings spread out from behind the Black Dragon Princess. Powerful black flames swirled around her and rushed straight in.
The Black Dragon Princess with an evil smile waved, Duke Bolvar's hand was empty, and Anduin flew over in the air and fell into the hands of the Black Dragon Princess.
Looking at this terrifying woman, the formidable Countess Presto, His Royal Highness was so frightened that he forgot to cry.
"Look what I missed. A good show of father and son fighting each other, just like..." The Black Dragon Princess looked at King Varian specifically and showed a meaningful smile. The Black Dragon Princess looked at Anduin.
I smelled it:
"The familiar smell of orcs, oh! Oh! It seems that a black dragon will make mistakes occasionally. It turns out that Garona's target is you, poor Prince Anduin."
Upon hearing the word Garona, Varian turned pale and Bolvar frowned.
The Black Dragon Princess showed a joking expression and pinched Anduin's face: "Such a cute little prince, how could you be willing to stay with an ugly and evil woman?"
"Mrs. Angel is not ugly." Prince Anduin said stubbornly.
"Paula Angel, that newly minted fortune teller, she is Garona, my God, I should have thought of it earlier." The Black Dragon Princess shook her head in annoyance, her right hand turned into a black dragon claw, and she fiercely
Grabbing forward:
"Garona, I have captured you. You will become my delicious meal. I will make your skull into a wine vessel and make it my collection."
The Black Dragon Princess let out a series of wild laughter, spread her wings, and flew into the sky.
The clouds are rolling in the sky, covering the sky and the sun. The Black Dragon Princess does not want the people to see her real body, so she often hides her true body with the clouds. Obviously, the Black Dragon Princess has a certain understanding of Paula Angel, the fortune teller, and knows her whereabouts.
Avoid long nights and dreams, and rush there as soon as possible.
Prince Anduin was puzzled and asked Duke Bolvar who was standing aside: "Who is Garona?"
"The fortune teller Paula Angel, the woman who almost became your grandmother." Bolvar said lightly.
Anduin was stunned and collapsed on the ground with a thud. He felt cold all over.
When King Varian led his guards to Garona's residence, they only saw a mess. The entire courtyard had been destroyed by the black dragon's flames, and everything was reduced to ashes.
Obviously, when the Black Dragon Princess arrived, Garona had already escaped. The furious Black Dragon could only take out his anger on this small courtyard.
The guards searched the entire courtyard but did not find any useful clues. Garona was a master. Since she had anticipated the arrival of the black dragon, she would definitely erase all traces.
"Your Majesty, please look at this."
One of the guards found something from the ashes. It was a sharp dagger with a cold light. It survived the flames of the black dragon, which shows that the quality of this dagger is quite extraordinary.
There is a line of small words engraved on the dagger:
"The king fell in a pool of blood, who was secretly rejoicing? Jaina."
Varian's eyes tightened slightly, and the dagger made a gash in his palm, and blood flowed out.
Since Garona escaped, the unwilling Black Dragon Princess has been following her trail, but has ignored King Varian.
Carefully turning the corner, Varian breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed that no one was following him. He secretly escaped from Stormwind Keep, dressed like an adventurer who could be seen everywhere.
This is the place where Jaina once stayed in Stormwind City, the cabin where she met Prince Anduin. After staying at the front entrance for a long time, His Majesty the King hesitated, then turned into a side alley and came to the back window.
Driven by his own ambition, Varian squeezed in through the back window like a little thief.
"I have been waiting for you, King Varian."
A seductive, magical voice came, and Varian saw Jaina sitting on a chair. She was wearing a purple mage robe, with her back to Varian. The tight mage robe outlined her perfect figure.
"My son, Anduin, was all your plan, Jaina!" Varian asked with an unhappy expression.
"I just want you to realize that a king without great strength is nothing." Jaina did not look back, still sitting with her back to Varian, and continued: "You can clearly realize that
This makes me very happy.”
Remembering that he was slapped in the face by Anduin, Varian couldn't stop being angry. He drew his sword and stabbed him with it.
The sword passed through Jaina's body, but unfortunately, it was just an image.
"Look, I also have to be careful, so I only leave a shadow here." Jaina's shadow still did not turn around: "With magic, I can really do whatever I want. This is the benefit of strength."
"I know your purpose. You want me to save Thrall. Tell me, what benefits are you using to bribe me?" Varian put away his sword and asked fiercely.
Jaina's image pointed to the two wooden boxes placed aside, and immediately retracted her arms.
Opening one of the wooden boxes, a translucent spell-stealing dragon emerged from inside and wrapped around Varian's palm. For some reason, Varian felt a familiar feeling, as if it was a familiarity that was passed down by blood.
"The two souls of the Wrynn family are one and the same, and they are incomplete in you, so you are qualified to come back and inherit the throne." Jaina's image said quietly: "The power of the wild demigod Lagash is in your body.
A brother succeeded, and this is half of the power. King Varian, are you satisfied with this deposit?" (To be continued)