The corners of Thea's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly. Something suddenly occurred to her. "You don't seem to have mentioned the Blackstone Abyss?"

"The Blackstone Abyss?" Clarna's eyes widened and an indignant expression appeared on her face, and she couldn't help but make a spit motion. "Where the dead dwarfs are only worthy to gnaw mud underground?"

From Clarna's attitude, Shia immediately understood something. That is, the Blackstone Abyss is not under her master's control. With joy in her heart, she pretended to be ignorant without showing a smile on her face. "What's wrong?"

"How dare they go against our great master!" Clarna shook her fist angrily. "If it weren't for the fact that the master's army was not as good at underground warfare as their group of ground rats, they would have been crushed by the master a long time ago!! Despicable, life-hungry and death-scared guys! They're trying it out at Blackstone Mountain!! ”

Clarna began to babble about the protracted war between them and the Blackstone Abyss. Thea listened to her vague words over and over for a long time before she cleared her head.

This local war between the Black Dragons and the Black Iron Dwarves has been raging ever since Nefarian ruled Blackstone Mountain. But because the Black Dragon Legion is completely at a disadvantage in underground operations. Therefore, the Black Iron Dwarves retreated deeper and deeper underground after being defeated. In one of the fiercest battles, the Blackstone Clan had almost entered the black furnace of the Black Iron Dwarves, but for some unknown reason, they finally withdrew their troops.

Later, the two sides temporarily maintained peace for a period of time with the boundary between the ground and the ground of the Black Rock Mountain.

"Sooner or later, though, the master will destroy those damned dwarves." Clarna summed up confidently.

Xia smiled in agreement, and then asked, "Does your master usually have visitors?" ”

Clarna's face suddenly turned a little ugly. "The host...... There are not many guests who can be hosts. Only the master's sister occasionally came, but the princess ...... Ah, that's terrible......"

"How?" Xia asked with some curiosity, while increasing the strength of the spell that calmed the mind.

Maybe it was the magic that made Clarna let her guard down. She actually expressed the fear and dissatisfaction in her heart. "The master is usually kind to us, but if we make Her Royal Highness the princess unhappy, the master will definitely punish us very severely. And almost every time Her Royal Highness comes, she will be furious over some inexplicable little thing. So almost every time the maid who served her was put to death by her master because of her. ”

Hear here. Thea fully understood why the maids had tried to keep their distance from her, and had been careful to serve her, but had not approached her.

"So. Are you scared when I ask you to come in and serve? ”

Clarna acquiesced without saying a word.

Thea sighed. Her mind changed a little, and she originally planned to control the little maid and lead her to escape, but now it seems that she had better not drag others down. This innocent girl still looks so young.

"Clarna......" Thea called her name.

"What's the matter?" Krana raised her eyes blankly to meet Thea's eyes.

"Mind control!"

Thea's spirit quickly entered the depths of Klana's mind through her gaze.

Maps...... Map ...... "Thea nervously searched Clarna's memory for a map of how to walk in the Blackstone Tower.

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With some trepidation, Bolval followed Varian into the small study on the side of the throne room.

"Your Majesty." Looking at Varian, who was silent with his back to him, Bolval spoke. "I'm sorry."

"Boval!" Varian turned around and interrupted him. "Why are you doing that?"

Before Bolval could reply, Varian asked as he banged on the table.

"I don't understand why you didn't say goodbye! You disappeared so inexplicably for more than half a month? Do you know how much gossip there was in Stormwind during this time? And now suddenly back with Van Cleve's head, do you think I'll be happy? Varian struggled to contain his anger, but there was inevitably a bite of gnashing of teeth in his tone. I don't like surprises! Boval! You'd better give me an explanation. ”

"What?" Now. Bolwal was really taken aback. "Your Majesty, are you completely unaware of my departure?"

Varian was stunned. "What do you mean?"

Bolval pulled a piece of parchment from his pocket and handed it to Varian. "Look at this."

Varian took the parchment suspiciously and looked at it hastily.

On parchment is a very simple and common format for an army call-up order:

"Bong Varian. Order of His Majesty King Wrynn. Boval. The Grand Duke of Fortagen is at once leading my valiant kingdom warriors to the western wilderness.

The evil deeds of the Brotherhood of Defia must be punished! Eliminate these evildoers and restore order to the western wilderness, so that justice can be done.

For the glory and pride of the Alliance! ”

Varian's signature is clearly displayed at the checkout desk.

Varian's eyebrows were knotted. That's his handwriting, yes. But how could he not remember that he had signed such a document?

If there is no problem with the signature on it, then there is only one possibility, and that is that this document was signed during the time when he was controlled by the Black Dragon Princess.

Having figured out the joint, Varian let out a sigh of relief and sat down.

"All right, Berval. Sit. Varian gestured to the chair on the other side. I think it's a conspiracy now, and if you think about it, maybe there will be some clues. Do you know? Before you come back. The most powerful rumor in Stormwind is that you have been secretly executed by me. To be honest, this rumor gave me a real headache, and you were a great contributor to it during my absence. And if even you ...... The nobles below can't really join forces to mutiny. For this reason, I even had to cross out two-thirds of the list that was ready to be purged. ”

"I'm sorry." Bolwal smiled wryly. "Your Majesty, let's be honest. I don't remember how I got out of Stormwind, or what happened in the last half or so months. Second Lieutenant Samuelson, who had returned with me from the Wild West, said that I had been hit by a stray bullet in the decisive battle of the Death Mine. But I don't remember anything. ”

"There's one thing that might make you think about where to start." Varian tapped the table. "MI7 spies say that the last person to see you before you disappeared should be Archbishop Benedictas."

"Your Excellency, Archbishop?" Burnval felt a thrill in his heart. He suddenly had a strong feeling. He forgot something very important. But before that, combined with what Varian said earlier. He fully understood Varian's intention in bringing up this matter at this moment.

"Your Majesty means, you doubt him?"

Varian sneered. "Isn't it? Now in Stormwind. The person who can also let you personally lead the army is either me or him! ”

"Your Majesty, I ......"

Varian waved his hand to stop what Bolval was about to say. "Berval, although you come from the Church, your contributions to the Kingdom have been evident over the years, and I have never doubted your loyalty to the Kingdom. It's just that your inexplicable disappearance this time makes me can't help but worry...... If one day, Benedictas and I ......, whose side would you choose to be on? Well? Boval! ”

Berval looked at Varian in amazement. Varian, however, closed his eyes.

Silent.

There was a long silence.

Finally it was Bolval who spoke.

"Your Majesty, just as you trust me. I also believe that Lord Benedictas would never do anything detrimental to the Kingdom. But...... If there really is one day, if it is really adults who fail the kingdom, I am willing to be a sword in your hands. For the kingdom of Azeroth! ”

"For the kingdom of Azeroth?" Varian opened his eyes, blue with a faint smile.

"Yes, for the kingdom of Azeroth!"

The corners of Varian's mouth rose slightly. "I am satisfied with your answer, and I do not hope that my doubts will one day become a reality. But I've had enough of being manipulated. I want everything to be within my reach! ”

"Yes, there won't be a next time." Bolval stood up and reassured word for word.

"Father! Father! The door to the inner court at the back of the study was slammed open.

The two of them turned their eyes in unison.

Prince Anduin, who was a little embarrassed by the staring of the two, grinned and stuck out his tongue.

"I didn't bother you, did I? Father. He threw himself into Varian's arms like a coquettish. I've heard that Uncle Boval is back, but you've been talking for too long. I found it myself. ”

Varian's hand rested on Anduin's short blond hair, which was messy from running, and he touched it casually a few times, making it even more messy. "Anduin, you're too impatient! Not next time! ”

Although it was a reproach, both Berval and Anduin understood the deep pampering in the words.

"Okay! If it weren't for Uncle Berval, I wouldn't have been so anxious. Anduin pouted and whispered.

Varian ignored his discernment and turned to look at Bolval. "Anduin has been worried about you all the time you've been away. You know, this kid is very dependent on you. He patted Anduin in his arms and stood up. Anduin, don't you have a lot to say to your Uncle Berval? Go ahead. ”

Anduin walked towards Bolval a little shyly.

"Oh, yes," Varian said as he walked to the door, turning back. "Don't forget to attend the banquet in the evening."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Varian's eyes swept over Anduin's hand as he took Bolval's hand and turned to leave.

He's the father...... Maybe it's a failure. (To be continued)