There are actually four protagonists in this big play, but Vanessa and the archbishop are trying to downplay their existence, and they both want to dress themselves up as little transparent, so in the end, what is left is a green dragon sister and a Boval.

The archbishop worked hard to put the merit of repelling the green dragon on Boval's head, not to mention Vanessa, the truth about the Fire Eagle has long been buried in rumors, and now there are different opinions, some say that it is the red dragon, some say that it is a meteorite, and some say that he saw the Headless Horseman, anyway, there are all kinds of theories, from organic matter to inorganic matter.

Seeing that the rumors of Berval's wisdom and martial arts were almost universal, a new piece of news began to spread among the crowd.

Ignoring the threat of war, Berval was bent on killing the dragon.

The citizens who watched the bustle immediately realized that this matter was closely related to them, and they went from doubt to fear, and finally, at the instigation of those who cared, came to Berval to petition in front of the courtyard of the Holy Light District.

They want the Lord Regent to release the Green Dragon and prevent the war from spreading to Stormwind.

"Who is spreading rumors? Before the trial began, these people interceded for the green dragon? There must be someone behind this who is pushing behind this! As it turned out, Bolval wasn't stupid either, and he quickly sensed that something was wrong.

"My people are still investigating, and it seems that it is impossible to trace the original source." The intelligence chief was expressionless, as if he had nothing to do with the whole thing.

Boval looked at him carefully, the holy light was far away in his body, and he intuitively felt that the intelligence leader did not tell the truth, at least not all the truth, but the other party was determined, and the holy light could not judge the truth or falsehood.

The will of the people could not be ignored, but he did not want to accept this semi-coercive method.

"Your Highness, His Majesty wants to see you." The guard whispered in his ear.

Bolval soon arrived at the palace, and the younger king told him that the Council of Cenarion was willing to pay for the rebuilding of the Basilica of the Light, and specifically pointed out that the royal family was also willing to contribute half of the money and hire 'skilled craftsmen' to restore the city.

The money of the royal family belongs entirely to the little king, and the money of the kingdom is a different matter, and theoretically, Bowal has no right to interfere.

The little king's meaning is very clear, he wants the commoners to remember the goodness of the Ureon family, and at the same time test the reaction of several parties, which is also the method that Gianna taught him.

The question of money is not a problem here at all.

Bolval was immediately in a quandary.

If he approves of the little king's order, it is equivalent to accepting the apology of the Cenarion Council, and this matter should end here, it is impossible to accept the compensation while cutting down the green dragon? That makes sense becomes unreasonable.

In normal times, it is enough to refuse outright, but the little king associates the whole thing with the majesty of the royal family, which is mixed with the will of the people and the threat of possible war, and the matter is suddenly ten times more complicated.

"The Grand Duke?" The little king asked again.

In the face of pressure from several parties, Bowall thought for a long time and finally had to agree to this compensation plan.

"The Cenarion Council thanks you for your generosity, and we will fulfill our promise as soon as possible, and I am confident that Stormwind City will shine with new brilliance in a year's time." Vanessa emerges from the shadows, still hooded and covered, pretending to be a liaison with the Night Elves.

Boval also knew Elven language, but he was far worse than the intelligence chief, he was a commander and a warrior, not a spy, and he only stayed at the level of speaking and listening in terms of language, and did not bother to study the grammatical problems at all.

He was uncomfortable when he was forced to accept the compensation plan, and this hidden night elf further ignited his anger.

"Who are you? Why don't you dare to show your true colors? He said word for word.

Vanessa had anticipated this: "I come from a secret sect of the Druids, and our purpose is to walk in the darkness and guard the light. ”

Anyway, it's nonsense, and she doesn't have a burden at all. It was impossible for Berval to go to the Cenarion Council to find out, and even if he did, the druid would not tell him the inside information about himself, a follower of the Light, because it was determined by faith.

There was no level of prevarication, and Bolval didn't believe a word, but he didn't ask any further.

"Okay, the dragon can be taken away, but please tell your council that this time it is His Majesty's mercy, and the next time you won't have such good luck!"

Bolvar bowed to the little king, and then strode out of the palace, since the matter of the green dragon has been settled, there is no need for him to stay in Stormwind, and after a delay for most of the day, he has to rush to the front line immediately, he has a lot of business.

Vanessa was also satisfied, several of the Grand Druids did not show up, and the Council's task was overfulfilled! The bottom line of the council is that you can't apologize publicly, the face of several big druids is not allowed, they don't care if they have money or not, look at it now, how good the result is!

Vanessa was about to leave, and she had to find time to go back to the Brotherhood's skilled craftsmen, and the little king hurriedly stopped her.

"Don't go yet!" He used the lingua franca.

"What? Anything else? Vanessa didn't disguise the Night Elf anymore, and asked rhetorically in the same lingua franca.

"Aunt Gianna said I can trust you, can I trust you?" The little king looked at him with blazing eyes.

Vanessa nodded, "I'm Gianna's friend, you can trust me." ”

Just like exchanging WeChat, she also left her magic communication crystal so that the little king could contact her if he had something.

She then rushed to the prison in Stormwind, which was originally overcrowded, but later the remnants of the Brotherhood robbed the prison, and most of the prisoners ran away, and today there is only one prisoner here, and that is the green dragon Emerys.

Berval has already transferred the guards, which means you can take the dragon with you.

Vanessa hid in the dark and watched for a while, I have to say that the archbishop is indeed strong, his holy light has basically purified the corrosion on the green dragon's body, and at this time, the green dragon's body surface is no longer those hideous thorns and corruption.

The corrosion in the nightmare has been purified by Vanessa's flames and the archbishop's holy light, of course, the archbishop's contribution is greater, the holy light power of the peak of the legendary rank, plus the energy use of the demigod level, although it is only a blow, it is more effective than Vanessa tinkering back and forth for half a day.

The Stormwind Kingdom didn't want them to leave with great fanfare, which was a blow to the majesty of the country, and Vanessa also felt that it was good to leave quietly, and by the way, she could also gain a favor, or dragon love.

"Eldest sister, I'm here to save you!" Seeing that the dragon was bound in chains, she could only draw her saber and cut the chains.

"It's you!" The green dragon's control of the forces of nature was ten times stronger than that of Bolvar's, and she recognized Vanessa's identity immediately, and touched her ass with her hand, which still hurt a little......

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