Katrana sat at the dresser and looked at herself in the mirror.

She wore a close-fitting long coat and trousers, with a tight waistcoat, and her figure was vividly displayed. The use of exquisite makeup to cover the imperfections on her face is not obvious, and her hair is also coiled high, which makes her look very capable, with a completely different aura from usual, heroic and compelling.

Who would have thought that this woman who has become an indispensable pillar of the Stormwind Kingdom in just ten years is actually the daughter of Deathwing.

The communication stone on the table suddenly emitted a glow, which was held in Katrana's hand and activated by magic.

A powerful young man appears in a magically sketched image.

He bowed very respectfully and said, "Earlier this day, we were found by the Dalaran side. ”

Katrana looked like she had anticipated, "If Dalaran can't find you, then I'll doubt their abilities." ”

The sturdy young man in the magical image is named Duval, a member of the Tyr Guards generation who have sworn to protect Tyr's tomb. Corrupted and controlled by Saratas more than a month ago, he is now the most loyal servant of the fallen Old God.

He helped Saratas and Onexia in their plan to murder Orrix.

"Does your chief agree?" Katrana asked softly.

Tawad was persuaded and agreed to guide them during the expedition. He is currently outside the tomb of Tyre, explaining the general condition of the tomb to the mages. But rest assured, no one has spotted the traps we have hidden in and around the tomb. ”

Katrana asked softly, "Who is leading the Dalaran side?" ”

"It's Master Ronin."

How is he...... Katrana frowned slightly.

She knew Dalaran very well, and even knew the identity of every member of the Kenrito Council, not to mention Ronin, a guy who was once designed by her father, but who cheated on her father.

Compared to those rigid mages, Ronin has a strong ability to adapt to changes and always makes his own decisions when carrying out tasks.

Most of these actions had positive effects, but in a mission many years ago, it was because he did not obey the orders of his superiors that his improvisation was self-defeating, which directly led to the death of a colleague, and thus became a famous troublemaker in Dalaran.

But then, in the secret mission to save the Red Dragon Queen, he regained the trust of the Kenrito Council for his great achievements, and in recent years, he has quickly become a member of the high-level of Dalaran, and his rise is very rare, even in Dalaran, who is known for his good knowledge of people. His strength has improved rapidly, and he is now one of the rare legendary mages of mankind.

There are even high-ranking people who know about the existence of the Kenrito Parliament who believe that the extremely capable Ronin may have been favored by the parliament, and will surely smoothly enter the ruling class of Dalaran after the retirement of one of the councillors.

But all of this seemed to Catlana to be commonplace.

A legendary mage, in her opinion, a little more troublesome. Years ago, when her father infiltrated the alliance in the form of Davar Presto to gain trust, he was also questioned by Dalaran.

Dalaran believes that he has influenced the upper echelons of the Alliance with his magic, but suspects that it is not the same thing as finding evidence. Even if all the mages of Dalaran were there, they couldn't find out what the magic her father was using, and even standing in front of Davar Presto, she wouldn't feel the slightest fluctuation in magic.

Over the years, her journey has been similar to that of her father, although the progress has been relatively slow, but as far as she knows, it has not surprisingly attracted Dalaran's suspicion, and she must have been investigated.

After all, looking at human history, what woman can become the pillar of a country in just ten years and seize a lot of power.

But the mages didn't find anything, and that's Katrana's confidence.

But what really made her jealous was not the mage of Dalaran, nor Luo Ning, who had become a legendary mage, but the person behind Luo Ning.

The red-haired mage who trusts and values this hairy man is willing to give him the opportunity to prove himself again and again, Crassus! The most mysterious, powerful and age-hungry High Elf hidden in an incomprehensible fog.

As the Black Dragon Princess who broke into the Alliance, she had a deep understanding of each of her imaginary enemies, including Crassus.

But neither in Dalaran nor in Quel'Salas in the north, she couldn't find any information about Crassus's past. No one knows exactly how many years this man has been in power, and not only that, but he is suspected to have been involved in the formation of the Kenrito Council, the Tirisfa Council, and even the creation of Dalaran.

In the Alliance, there has never been a single person's information that Katrana can't dig into.

This is the source of her jealousy.

A stout manservant knocked on the door and said respectfully, "Master, everything is ready." ”

"Keep an eye on them. I'll be there soon. Katrana said a word to Duval in the magical image, and turned off the Communication Stone.

"Is the archbishop here?"

"Here we are, in the living room. And the king is here to see you off, waiting for you at the teleportation circle. The servant replied.

The corners of Katrana's mouth were slightly hooked, and sarcasm was about to come out.

The other day, she told Varian Ureon about her cooperation with the northern nations.

His Majesty the King was overjoyed.

The turmoil caused by the Brotherhood of Defia has spread through the Wild West, the kingdom's most important grain producing region, and has taken up almost all of the kingdom's energy – and of course, Catlana's cause.

Varian was already guilty of not being able to provide much aid to the northern states, after all, more than a decade ago, the people of the north, at the behest of the then archbishop Alonsos Fao, donated a large amount of money for the rebuilding of the kingdom of Stormwind. Among them, Lordaeron sent a large number of supplies.

This time, when he heard that his most trusted strong woman was in trouble in the north, she provided the other party with information about two artifacts that could turn the tide of the war, and did this kind of beautiful thing in the snow, Varian's guilt was comforted and he fully supported the matter.

And Katrana dared to go to the north to participate in this matter in person, which once again won Varian's favor and respect......

Of course.

Katrana wouldn't say anything about Oryx's physical problems.

This matter cannot be spread.

If this trip successfully corrupts the light of hope of this humanity, then Oryx's growing popularity must not be damaged in the slightest, and then she can use the other party to expand her power in the alliance.

One last glance at herself in the vanity mirror, Katrana strode out of the bedroom and headed for the living room.

Entering the drawing room, she met Archbishop Benedictas she wished...... Or rather, the "thing" that the archbishop carried.

The two looked at each other and nodded.

"Where's the master?" She asked, in fact, she was disgusted by the appellation.

Like her father, she knew that the ultimate goal of the Black Dragon Legion was to protect Azeroth, which was to destroy the world before an irresistible and irreversible corruption arrived.

Though she had been corrupted in the dragon egg, she had not been as mad as her father had been in the whispers of her father, but she had retained her distorted sanity.

Although most of the members of the Black Dragon Legion have been reduced to true slaves controlled by the dark forces.

She understood that before her father's success, the cooperation between the Black Dragon Legion and the Elder Gods was only to take what they needed.

Father knew that the Elder Gods were using the Black Dragon Legion, and the Elder Gods knew that Deathwing was using him. In the same way, both parties understand that the other knows that they have insight into the other's purpose.

However, the cooperation between the two sides cannot be terminated. After all, no one can destroy or corrupt this world until its resistance is gone. The two sides will eventually part ways, but that day is far from the time of success.

So Katrana...... No, Onexia, does not call anyone a master. She only serves her father, just the Black Dragon Army.

"Here." Benedictas graciously pulled something out of his bosom—not to Onexia, but to Sarathas—the hideout of the fifth Elder God, the Blade of the Dark Empire with its strange shape.

As soon as he took it out, a dark aura rose up in the entire living room, fortunately, all the servants in this mansion were either dragons or dragon beasts, and they were also covered by a large number of secret spells to cover the energy fluctuations, otherwise if anyone noticed this scene, they would definitely be shocked by the fact that the countess and the dark force were so close.

Katrana didn't pay much attention to Benedictas, and asked pretending to be submissive, "Master, please tell me how I can avoid the detection of Master Dalaran." It's just a little person like Luo Ning, and I don't think I'll be disguised. But if a mysterious mage like Crassus arrives, I'm afraid ......"

A female voice as clear as a wind chime came from the Blade of the Dark Empire: "This doesn't look like you...... Obviously not sure, but he made a promise to the other party to personally participate in the operation, exposing himself to a possible danger. ”

Katrana replied, "I am confident that my master will give me a more perfect disguise to help me escape the eyes of mortals." ”

Saratas chuckled, "That's right. ”

With that, a wisp of shadow energy was separated from the blade of the Dark Empire and burrowed into Onexia's body.

"Go ahead, as long as your identity isn't revealed before this, my power can help you avoid all detection." Salatas continued.

"Thank you for your generosity, host."

Katrana bowed in thanks and left the living room, but instead of leaving the mansion, she returned to her bedroom, first using magic to isolate the outside world, then taking out the communication stone and activating it with magic.

The image appeared, and an incomparably large black dragon appeared inside.

"What's the matter, my sister? I'm trying to find a way to get our new servant out of the sea of suffering. The black dragon said gloomily, turning sideways for Katrana to look behind her. I saw that behind the black dragon, there was a green-skinned orc carrying a large bag and a small bag and trudging through the hills covered with corpses. 、

This dragon is not another dragon, but Nefarian, the son of Deathwing and the brother of Onexia.

That's right, the black dragon prince in the real sense, not the one in the official history who was born to Deathwing and his spouse, but was purified and saved by the Red Dragon Queen, and was obviously very low in strength and status among many heirs, but dared to call himself the "Black Dragon Prince".

"Just an extra layer of insurance for myself," Katrana said, "I'm going to the Tomb of Tyre to carry out my plan to corrupt Orrix. But I need you to be ready to answer me, and I don't want to be besieged by a group of legendary mages if someone gets the hang of my disguise. ”

Nefarian's eyes were full of surprise, "Sister, aren't you ready for anything?" In my heart, you are my father's most cautious child. ”

Katrana shook her head, "Of course I prepared, and Saratas strengthened my disguise for me. But I always had an ominous feeling that Salatas would ......"

She said all she said and said no more, but the suspicion in her tone was self-evident.

Nefarian said in a tone that you thought too much, "How can this be? She is aligned with our interests, and with her father's interests. Instead of doing anything good by selling you, it will harm the interests of the whole. What's more, the most threatening at the moment is the Burning Legion. ”

Katrana just stared at the black dragon in the image, silent.

After a while, Nefarian sighed, but also got serious, and promised, "Alright, I will summon more black dragons to take my place, and personally lead the members to Tirisfa to prepare to meet you." ”

"Be hidden." Katrana reminded.

Nefarian nodded, then turned off the video.

After doing all this, Onexia's heart hung high, and only then did she let go of it a little. But she still felt that something was wrong, and went through the whole thing again, but she still couldn't find enough convincing logic to support her suspicions.

Thinking about it, Nefarian's words suddenly echoed in her ears - the most threatening thing at the moment was the Burning Legion.

She couldn't help but think that the Burning Legion was also there to destroy Azeroth, in line with her father's purpose. But why did my father never show any intention of cooperating with him?

Ten thousand years ago, it was normal not to have such intentions, when everyone thought that the Burning Legion had invaded Azeroth for the Well of Eternity.

But now, 10,000 years later, the ultimate purpose of the Burning Legion has long been known to most of Azeroth's beings who are standing at the pinnacle, so why is my father still like this?

It's weird......

Thinking about it further, Katrana only felt that if she continued to think about it, even the beliefs that had supported her from the beginning of her birth would collapse—her father was completely insane, and everything he had done over the years was caused by madness? Or is it that he has actually been completely controlled by the Elder Gods, and the reason why he preaches to the Black Dragon Legion that cooperation with the dark forces is just to take what they need, but to lower the vigilance of the group of Black Dragon members who are not fully controlled?

No, if you follow this logic......

She felt that she was going to doubt her own existence—had I been corrupted without knowing it?

I think I am sober, I think I have the belief that I inherited from my father, I think I can control myself with my own strength, but in fact, I am being played by the ancient gods who are far higher than me, and even the so-called belief is just self-deception.

Maybe that's a possibility.

But as soon as she remembered that it would not be long before she would be able to control the light of hope for the future of humanity in her hands, and then control the Holy Light Church, as well as the entire alliance, and become the master of this mortal race with infinite potential, she put all her worries behind her.

It's as if everything just now was just illogical nonsense.

She even weirdly forgot one thing.

That is, he is not a power-hungry person. Corrupting Oryx and taking control of the Alliance is just a trivial part of the plan to achieve the desired one, and it's not worth rejoicing, not risking exposing yourself and burying everything you've done in the Stormwind Kingdom for the past decade.

She took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and strode out of the mansion, her eyes revealing an abnormal urgency, only the black aura that lingered under her eyes proved her abnormality.

But she didn't notice anything.

In the moment before going out, her hands were closed in front of her lower abdomen, her pace slowed down, her eyebrows and eyes were stretched, and the corners of her mouth were just rightly smiling, and the whole person became elegant and dignified.

Suddenly the eyes are bright, the warm breeze is blowing in the face, and the sun is shining on the manor with the fragrance of birds and flowers.

Katrana bowed to King Varian, who was waiting next to the teleportation circle, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty. ”

"Ma'am, thank you for all you have done for this kingdom, please be sure to watch your own safety." Varian said heartily.

"That's what I'm supposed to do." Katrana smiled slightly, signaled to the retinue who had been waiting for a long time, and took the lead in standing in the teleportation circle.

A few seconds later, the teleportation circle activated, and the graceful form disappeared into a burst of magical light. (Recommended reading: Reading Files 2013)