The Withered One held the crystal ball containing King Varian's soul, with an exaggerated expression, trying to describe how hard he worked to obtain this precious soul.
Sylvanas listened calmly, while the Dread Lord Varimathras on the side flapped his wings, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked at Antonidas on the side with interest.
In Wither's description, all the credit belongs to himself, Antonidas only played a negligible role, and almost made a big mistake because of his greed for credit.
Antonidas didn't care about this. He already knew who the Wither was. Sylvanas hoped to use this incident to bring the Wither to power. This was also expected by him. He was willing to go with the flow.
Do this favor.
Sylvanas took the crystal ball, looked at the confused soul inside, and asked with a smile:
"Nathanos, how can this soul be used?"
The Witherer, who was looking forward to the Queen's praise, did not expect to be faced with a difficult problem. The Witherer was a qualified scoundrel, but he had no opinion of his own, so he was at a loss and his eyes were wandering.
Sylvanas understood the abilities of the Blighter, a thoughtless tool, so she was not angry and turned to seek Antonidas's opinion.
Antonidas quickly replied: "The greatest use is to do nothing."
Sylvanas raised her eyebrows, a little surprised, the answer was different from the answer in her heart, and she hurriedly asked: "How do you say this?"
Antonidas said slowly: "Thall tried to control the Kingdom of Stormwind through Jaina and created a fake King Varian. This student of mine is not smart enough. Her actions were too big. I heard that the fake king appeared.
Accident."
Sylvanas nodded, having heard the news for a long time.
Antonidas said slowly: "Jaina will definitely create another fake King Varian. As long as we have control of this soul, we will have a handle on her."
Sylvanas frowned, her eyes looking greedy:
"This is too unfair to us. Thrall and Jaina will gain the greatest benefits, leaving us with only scraps. Since the king of Stormwind is in our hands, why don't we support him to ascend the throne?
The throne? The king of Stormwind becomes the puppet of the Forsaken, and we take the initiative."
Antonidas took a deep look at the queen. The queen's ambition was huge, which was expected. Antonidas carefully elaborated his opinions:
"Her Royal Highness, we have the ability to turn King Varian into the Forgotten One, but a dead man cannot become the king of Stormwind City, let alone hide it from the top management of Stormwind City. Duke Bolvar is a paladin, Archbishop Benedy
Tas is a very powerful priest, and no undead can hide from their eyes."
Sylvanas' eyes were bright: "The undead cannot become the king of Stormwind City, a living person can definitely do it."
Sylvanas had long been tired of her rancid undead body and dreamed of being reborn, but unfortunately she failed to get her wish. Antonidas looked puzzled:
"But what we can't do is beyond the scope of known magic."
The Wither One saw the opportunity and reprimanded loudly: "Antonidas, the Queen's order needs to be implemented, not questioned."
Antonidas did not refute, his face was tangled, he just lowered his head and murmured: "It can't be done."
"hehe!"
Varimathras laughed coldly, his eyes full of cunning:
"Cunning Sylvanas, you don't want to ask for help from the Legion, do you? Being able to resurrect King Varian will naturally allow you to be reborn."
Sylvanas nodded: "I do mean so. The Legion has been plotting the world of Azeroth for a long time. You should understand the importance of controlling the leader of the Alliance, the King of Stormwind City."
Varimathras shook his head:
"I'm sorry, what Legion can do is to make him a demon with evil power. A demon cannot become the king of Stormwind City, and it also cannot secure the position of leader of the Forsaken unless you replace Thrall and become the leader of the Horde.
Leader, let the tribe fully fall into the arms of the Legion."
Sylvanas' expression was mixed with despair and loss, and Varimathras suddenly said:
"I got the news that in order to resurrect the fake Varian, Jaina went to Dongfeng Academy to find Master Merry, and the master showed her a clear path."
Sylvanas showed hope again and asked eagerly: "What did Master Merry say?"
Varimathras flapped his wings and said:
"Merry's pointer was the moon god Elune. Jaina once rushed to Moonglade for this purpose, but she seemed to have given up and focused on cultivating the fake Varian."
Jaina gave up for some reason, but Sylvanas would never give up. She prayed to the moon god Elune, and she could do it, but she concealed herself well and kept a calm expression.
Varimathras didn't know what Sylvanas was thinking, so he immediately offered a plan: "I heard that the fake Varian was originally a member of the Wrynn family. If Jaina knew the real Varian soul,
In our hands, guess what she will do?"
Sylvanas immediately understood: "Can you guarantee that everything is under control?"
Varimathras chuckled: "There are special channels for transmitting information between the Dread Lords. All of Jaina's actions cannot escape my eyes, and everything is under control."
Theramore.
Feeling the warm sea breeze, Jaina was in a good mood on the lounge chair. The blue dragon Kalecgos came again, telling Jaina what he had seen and heard, doing his best to please her.
Jaina remained calm and had a cold face, but she was actually happy inside. She liked this kind of flattery.
Things went well, and the Dove of Peace found a son of a run-down noble who was familiar with the upper class society in Stormwind City. His appearance was somewhat similar to King Varian.
Aegwynn showed superb skills, using a combination of magic and knives, and stabbed the nobleman several times on the face. He was exactly the same as the real King Varian, which was enough to make him look fake.
Next, she needs to recite some secrets of the royal family. Jaina's knowledge of the secrets of the Wrynn family is very limited, but she only knows more than ordinary nobles. There are many things that need to be improvised on the spot.
Although the Black Dragon Princess left Stormwind City, Duke Bolvar and Archbishop Benedictus were both terrifyingly shrewd, and Jaina had to be cautious to ensure that no loopholes were left.
The aristocratic child was right in front of Gianna. After many days of instruction, he now had some of the temperament of a king. Unfortunately, his figure was too thin, which made Gianna a little worried.
The guard sent a letter, and Jaina frowned after reading it. If Kalecgos hadn't been by her side and had to maintain her ladylike state, Jaina would have been furious.
"Kare!" Jaina pointed at the noble child in front of her: "Eat him!"
Kalecgos showed a puzzled expression. He knew that this was the key moment to please Jaina. To please a woman, the first step is trust, which means unquestioning obedience.
Kalecgos transformed into the form of a dragon, swallowed the noble's children, and chewed them.
Jaina was very satisfied with Kalecgos' performance and said expressionlessly:
"This guy is no longer useful. Sylvanas has obtained Varian's soul and is trying every means to resurrect him. We must be the first to do so."