How do you say that?

The mask is the personality, and the personality is the mask.

When Chromie put on Medivan's look, it felt like the whole dragon was freeing itself.

Dalaran's defenses couldn't stop Chromie.

To paraphrase a classic line of the former executive force commander of the secret service agency in another world———— "I built the Blue Dragon Array and used it against me!" ”

Dalaran, a magical city of humans, is not pure in blood, and there are too many elves and dragons in its genes.

Chromie quietly infiltrated Dalaran, only to spend some time cracking Antonidas' access control system.

For example, waiting for a stupid mage who is drunk.

In interpersonal interactions, first impressions often determine the direction of the plot that follows, and the emotional and irrational components of human beings amplify this illogical phenomenon.

So after stealthily infiltrating Antonidas' Mage Tower, Chromie carefully observed, carefully planned, and finally found a perfect opportunity.

Although Gianna was trapped by love, as a disciple of Antonidas, as a Dalin. Daughter of Prodmoor, as the princess of Coultiras.

More importantly, as Alsace's girlfriend...... Or an ex-girlfriend.

Gianna, who was burdened with the expectations of others, did not allow herself to be depressed.

Academics need to be continued, and magic needs to be studied.

So when Gianna endured her emotional wounds and forcibly used learning to create happiness, Chromie's opportunity came.

As the old saying goes, a wife is better than a concubine, a concubine is better than stealing, and stealing is better than stealing.

What if Chromie jumped out and shouted that I am the Guardian Medivan, girl, do you want to be a horse monkey soju?

I'm afraid Gianna's first instinct was to shoot a magic blast in Chromie's face, rather than listening to her voice.

So a wonderful encounter (trap) (trap) (trap) becomes the best option.

In Antonidas's private library, authorized apprentices of magic were intently reading the archmage's collection.

Dalaran has his own library open to the public, but in this era when knowledge is not cheap, the private collection of books of the archmages is also a great weapon to attract apprentices.

Gianna was naturally different from ordinary apprentices, she had higher privileges and could read more precious or more dangerous books.

This gives Chromie room to operate.

The classic "old man" plot.

Simple decryption questions.

After estimating the books Gianna would like to consult next, leave the Guardian's Mark inside.

Through inducement, Gianna is confident to make up the plot, and finally arranges the magic ritual.

Then, Chromie takes Madison's skin, tells her a bluffing background, and then tells her, "Son, this is your fate." ”

Probably ...... It's done.

Chromie thinks so.

So she left Dalaran under the gaze of Gianna, who was "shocked".

Next, it's time to go to Minecil II, Chromie thinks about the process in her mind.

Madisvan...... I'm afraid I'm not a fool. ”

Reverently sending "Medivan" away, Gianna put away her commercial expression, and felt that she had better discuss the matter with her teacher.

His teacher, Antonidas, didn't believe it, and went to believe in a "Medivan" who knew what the hell was.

Gianna didn't think she was stupid enough to do her job.

However, when Gianna wants to leave, she finds that she can't move, and even the magic in her body is locked.

"Well, my boy is a fool, but what he says is true."

"Who are you?"

Gianna felt the real fear, this is the fear brought by the crushing of absolute strength, in the mage tower of Antonidas, she actually lost control of the magic power, is there anything more terrifying than this?

"Me? I thought I had declared myself, but it seems that fear has overwhelmed your sanity. So ......"

A face so beautiful that even a woman can't afford to be jealous appears in Gianna's field of vision.

"Introduce myself, my name is Egwen. Medina, the mother of that fool just now. ”

"Former Guardian, Lord Egwen!"

Gianna looked inconceivable, and the whole person seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, as if it should have been like this again.

Egwene didn't know what was in mind, and "cut" as if self-deprecating. Then the ban on Gianna was lifted.

"Are you ready, let those stupid men understand that it's always women who save the world."

Egwen said with a smug meaning, and his words pierced Gianna's psychological defenses.

"Yes, Lord Guardian, I'm ready."

Gianna replied firmly, as if for a moment the hurt of feelings had become less important.

Therefore, only women can understand women, not female dragons.

While Egwene had other plans to help Chromie wipe his ass, in the Norrrend continent, Arthas, as the latest and strongest consciousness carrier of the Lich King, was leading the Scourge to wreak havoc on the underground Zerg Empire.

Suspended on an island off the coast, the two-headed ogre Gugal is also enjoying the sun, the sand, the coconut water and the expansion of ambition.

All the forces hiding in the shadows are in the final stage of power integration, and the seemingly stable world of Azeroth is enjoying the last calm before the storm.

Carlos looked at his sleeping wife, went to his son's room for a night check, felt no sleepy, and finally returned to the study, lit the candle, and thought quietly.

It's not a concern about the situation, but in Carlos's eyes, the situation is good.

Or that it's really good to talk about human forces at this time.

An alliance that is pressed together by external pressures should not be expected to be united internally.

After the food crisis is resolved, there will be no more fatal problems for at least a year.

When Alsace returns, no matter what happens, the alliance will stabilize.

As long as he crawls out of the quagmire of his son Alphons's pit and grandfather, he can start purging the cursed sect with great fanfare.

Carlos selects step by step, refutes himself little by little, and tries to find holes in the plan.

However, he did not find a fatal problem.

His memory...... It's better to say that there is something wrong with his personality.

Carlos will not forget what he should remember, and Carlos will not remember anything that he should not know.

Loyal knight kings, defenders of the Alliance, great heroes, living legends.

At this time, Carlos lived as "it should be".

The moon god gave him an incomparably strong strength, and he even had the confidence to tear apart the Abyss Lord at this time.

But the moon god also took away his most precious thing, that free heart.

In front of the real gods, under the net woven by fate, Carlos, who was knocked down to the realm of demigods, could not even notice the subtle changes in himself.

He became the form of some existential hope.