The blue mosquito net of the double bed slowly opened from the inside, and a pair of white and immaculate feet gently poked out of the bed, accurately putting on the slippers on the ground.

Katrana tucked her long, sleek black hair and let them come from behind her to cover the view from her chest.

Then she glanced back at the King of Stormwind lying on the bed... Varian was struggling with a painful look on his face, and it seemed that something bad had happened to him in the dream.

Katrana turned around expressionlessly and picked up the unfinished glass of red wine from the small bedside cabinet. She hugged her left hand, shook the red wine in the glass with her right hand, and walked in the room naked, not caring about the style of her own landing.

Slowly, she stopped, her delicate face stretched. After figuring it out, she took a sip of the red wine from her glass, took a pair of silk pajamas from the hanger next to her, and walked out of the bedroom.

Walking through Varian's somewhat cluttered study, Katrana slowly made her way to the observation deck of Stormwind Fortress, looking down at Stormwind City, which was still sleeping and nightfall.

Stormwind rises and falls at night, with buildings of varying heights supporting the aristocratic district of Stormwind, narrow streets stretching along the canals, and heavily guarded guards patrolling the area. Houses descend along the hills of the Valley of Heroes, exposing the spires that reach into the sky in the distance to the view of Stormwind's tallest buildings. And farther away, the sound of the sea breeze blowing the waves also faded in Catlana's ears...

What a magnificent city... What a great miracle...

With a panoramic view of the city, which covers an area of more than several kilometers, Caterina stood in the tallest building and sighed once again.

As a guardian dragon, she always likes the feeling of looking down on the ground from a high vantage point. And in Stormwind... The highest point of the city became her favorite place, and she would sometimes even stand here for a day, looking at the bustling human beings below with contempt like a bug. Sometimes, I look at the sea in the distance, look at the seagulls flying freely in the sky, and show a look of envy...

But she knew it couldn't be.

Because her life doesn't exactly belong to her... It belongs to him!

She lurks in Stormwind, enduring disgust at blending into the top echelons of human society just to complete the tasks he has given her.

She didn't like him, but she didn't have the ability to resist him, and she didn't even dare to have the slightest idea! As strong as her brother, such a proud one... Dragon. I don't dare to have anything disrespectful in front of him ....

Because... It was their father, the King of the Black Dragons, the Guardian of the Earth, Deathwing, and Nesario.

Even their mother, Sinestra, did not dare to have any resentment against him.

It's like he's become another one... From antiquity to the present...

No one knows what this is for...

Now the black dragons are also deeply affected, and there is no communication between the legions, and each one is on guard and with an unconcealed madness and tyranny...

Silently hugging her shoulders, Katrana suddenly felt that she had been indulging in memories of the past more and more easily.

Legend has it that only the guardian dragon who knew he was about to die would do so... That's why the old dragon flew to the Dragonbone Wilderness early to the place where the bones of the Black Dragon Legion were buried...

But... But I'm still young!

Katrana stroked her smooth skin, delicate features, and fell silent.

"Whew...."

Onexia let out a deep breath, and the melancholy that had sprung up in her heart was once again spit out, replaced by the complete destruction of the city in her hands, the pleasure of being about to achieve it.

As long as he completely controls Varian, he will basically complete the control of the Stormwind Kingdom and complete the interference and influence on the alliance. In the near future, the dismantling of the alliance may not be impossible. As for the king of Lordaeron... Rock Harvey...

Hum!

Katrana snorted coldly... Destroy my layout in Alterac and kill the forces I have planted in the Syndicate... Do you think I'm going to let you go?

And Pernord!

Looks like you've forgotten our agreement, old man... Do you think using him will stop my inheritance of Alterac?

Hum...

On the dark balcony, the voice of someone suddenly came from behind Katrana.

"Madame, everything is ready according to your orders. As soon as they sail into the open sea, the untouchables of Defia will do it. ”

"I've changed my plans," Katrana said slowly, sneering, "grab Locke, who was with him, and escort the two of them to where I said they were." ”

"This—" The man behind him hesitated, but he then explained, "Ma'am, we don't have him in our plans, we are pressed for time, and if we force it, we may make a mistake. Moreover, the untouchables of Defia will also make demands that we find difficult to accept. ”

"I've also heard that man is a powerful paladin, and he is one of the highest priests in the Silver Hand and even in the Church of Light. The demon summoning incident that happened outside the Hearthvale not long ago summoned a big demon, and they even disposed of it... The ordinary uncrowned and the bandits may not be his opponents. ”

The incident of fighting demons outside the Valley of the Hearth has long been spread in this world from the mouths of wizards. People were shocked by the demon's strength, but even more surprised at the Lordaerons who were able to cope with this crisis, and even more shocked at Locke, the commander and participant in the battle.

Many say that he is the embodiment of the Light on land... The name of the shadow of the tree, Katrana had to consider this information that she had ignored because of her excitement.

That's a problem... Katrana habitually clasped her hands and looked at the sea in the distance.

What the strength of the demon lord, she knows better than anyone.

A Lord of the Dreadlord, a Lord of the Abyss, a cunning man who exploits the emotional weaknesses in a creature's heart, and a Warbringer. Such a powerful and difficult enemy was disposed of by Lordaeron's broken kingdom?! Although the Warbringer was thrown back to the portal, it all shows that this king, named Locke, is also a sinister and cunning enemy.

For a moment, Katrana admits that she was bewitched by Locke's age and mistook him for Varian, who had lost his wife and children.

She thought back to meeting Locke, in addition to the amazing look when she saw her for the first time, the eyes he looked at her again, there was always an unclear meaning... It seems like... He wasn't surprised to see him? It is a matter of accustomation to be present to yourself, like others who have seen you for many years!!

The more Katrana thought about it, the more she felt that there was something wrong with this!

As a dragon who has been in human society for many years, she is aimed at playing and sowing discord, and she aims to destroy the unity of mankind with conspiracy. I keenly noticed that there seemed to be a conspiracy in this!!

But it doesn't look like the conspiracy is directed against you...

Thinking of this, Katrana actually laughed a little excitedly, and actually played tricks under my nose?!

Shall I destroy? Or should it be destroyed? Or should it be destroyed?

Although I like conspiracy, I also like the way others get angry when their plots are destroyed!!

The corners of her mouth couldn't help but laugh, "Tell the people of Defia that as long as they can capture Varian and Locke, the Wild West is theirs, and Stormwind will not send any men there." As a sign of goodwill, I can also pay them back all the money Stormwind owed to the Masons Guild in the past! ”

"It's... The Council of Nobles will not agree! The man behind him was too shocked to speak...

"Yes, I said yes, then it will!" Katrana said confidently, then she turned to look at the person hiding in the shadows, and handed out a black bottle with a rich black magic in her hand, "Give this bottle to them, and let them all wear magic masks when they use it." The potions in them had no taste, and no one could perceive them. But as long as someone smells it or eats it in their stomach, then no matter how strong that person named Locke is, he will let us slaughter it! ”

A pair of thin hands reached out from the shadows, and caught the black bottle steadily.

"And when thou goest, go and withdraw twenty thousand pieces of gold as a reward for all that they have done beforehand. Remember! Katrana looked solemnly at the man in the shadows, "If they ask for more, bargain and agree to them!" Don't be too crisp, you know?"

"You have to be careful not to be detected by MI7. The Tibetan mastiffs were already suspicious of us. ”

As the servant in the shadows left, Katrana set her sights on the still-lit Lordaeron embassy in the noble quarter below.

She smiled, smiling proudly...

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In the dimly lit bedroom, Claire stood in front of Locke with a thick stack of parchment.

"There are a lot of them that MI7 has provided us."

Locke looked silent one by one, while Claire explained, "Although everyone knows that embassies and offices are intelligence gathering agencies of various countries in other countries, we are very cautious in our personnel here. ”

"Although Shore is superficially polite to our agents of the Security Service, wherever our agents walk, there are bound to be MI7 people. Under these circumstances, it was almost impossible to develop a downline, so much so that the work of our Security Service agents in Stormwind was at a standstill. So, Your Majesty, you asked for these materials, so I went directly to MI7, and they quickly handed me all the information Your Majesty needed. ”

"But outside the city is much better, there are too many hungry civilians willing to become our informants, or our peripherals. It's just—" Claire spreads her hands, "they don't have access to news from the upper echelons of Stormwind. ”