Chapter 209: What Happened

While Oss, Chromie, and Onexia patiently waited for the right time to hide in Grimbaatar, all sorts of things were happening in the Eastern Continent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Among them, Lordaeron, Barnier's Farm, the parlor.

The expression on Baron Hamel Barnier's face was colorful: "This is incredible! ā€

Baron Sabomayne, who was dressed in a pure black silk noble robe, chuckled and shrugged his shoulders, his personal demeanor was three points more elegant than that of the nobles of the human race: "Who says it's not!" When I heard the news, I was stunned! ā€

"Hahaha, incredible is incredible, but I heard it as a joke, it can't be true." As he spoke, Baron Hamel personally poured a glass of 30-year-old white wine for Baron Sabemayne.

A cold light flashed in Baron Sabomane's eyes. When Baron Hamel turned around, his fierce expression was hidden for a moment: "I have some faith, after all, the news came out, but the Church and the Sir are descendants, the Iron Horse Brotherhood." ā€

"So what." Baron Hamel handed the glass to Baron Sabermayne, who returned the salute, both of whom were full of aristocratic style, "Neither the Sir nor His Excellency the Archbishop admitted it, besides, when I was in the meeting of the alliance of the four clans, I saw His Majesty the Dwarven King and His Excellency Little Garithers appear at the same time. ā€

Baron Saabmayne pretended to be in a state of realization: "Oh, I see. It's a pity that I wasn't there during the alliance talks, otherwise with my magical skills, I should be able to determine whether the little Lord Garishers at that time was disguised by someone else. ā€

Hamel was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and tasted the white wine in his hand. Then, he slowly muttered, "Disguise? I hadn't thought about that before. ā€

"It's because you're so kind that you don't think of people in a bad way." Baron Saabmayne first complimented, and then changed to a worried expression, "You should know that with the lead of Count Presto, His Majesty Akibald, and Grand Duke Barov, we must find out the truth of the matter!" Otherwise, letting a dwarf steal a high position in the church, and at the same time holding the right to speak in the alliance, it is undoubtedly extremely disadvantageous to our human race! ā€

Baron Saabmayne put the words "our Terrans" very hard.

Baron Hammel glanced at Baron Saabmayne in surprise, and the reason for his surprise was not Baron Sabermayne's concern about the Terrans, but Baron Sabermayne's fact that he had put the name of Count Presto in front of His Majesty Archibbad and Grand Duke Barov, which really shouldn't have been.

After a long while, seeing that Baron Hamel was still noncommittal, Baron Saabmayne took the initiative to ask, "What is your opinion?" ā€

"I'm curious."

Baron Saabmayne leaned over: "Please speak." ā€

"As far as I know, His Majesty Aiden is very pleased with His Excellency Gallisus the Younger, and has unconditionally supported His Excellency Gallisus the Younger on every occasion. Why, then, did Grand Duke Barov and Count Presto, as vassals, repeatedly target His Excellency Gallisus the Younger? ā€

Baron Sabomayne's heart was filled with murderous intent, and he replied with force: "With all due respect, His Majesty Aiden has been blinded by the 'power of his son-in-law'!" If His Majesty the Dwarven King and Lord Garitharth the Younger are not the same person, then His Majesty Aiden's decision is undoubtedly wise, but what if they are really the same person? ā€

After a pause, Baron Saabmayne said, "His Majesty Aiden will be the sinner of the Alliance!" ā€

"Ahem! Be careful! Your Excellency, we are talking about a king! ā€

"Okay, okay." Baron Sabomayne waved his hand and spoke with great sincerity, "I'm sure you won't spread it, will you?" After all, I am also worried about the interests and status of our human race. ā€

"Of course, I'm not a talkative person."

"Alas!" Baron Sabomayne let out a long sigh and said slowly, "I really hope that His Majesty the Dwarven King and His Excellency Little Garithers are not the same person, and there is no such thing!" ā€

"Who's to say it isn't." Baron Hammel, said, "I have a very good impression of His Excellency Gallisus the Younger, for he is of great strength and mercy for the weak, and of high standing and courtesy. If it weren't for the lack of women of the right age in the Barnier family, I would have to say sorry to Her Highness Deliana. ā€

Baron Saabmayne was about to lose the anger in his heart, and after being with an ant for so long, he still couldn't get an accurate answer: "It seems that you are unwilling to come forward?" ā€

Baron Hamel nodded and shook his head again: "I have the same concerns as you, but as I just said, I am a vassal, and I will not express any opinion or act against His Majesty until His Majesty Terenus has made a decision." ā€

"But you can make a suggestion to His Majesty Terenus! This is for our Terrans, for the Alliance! ā€

"His Majesty Terenus has always been wise and resolute, and as a vassal, and as a friend and associate of His Excellency Gallishers the Younger, I cannot do that."

The atmosphere was noticeably a little oppressive.

"Well, then." Baron Sabomayne pretended to be generous and stood up to take his leave, "We will be on the same side, Your Excellency. ā€

"Of course, the Seven Kingdoms of the Terran have always been one."

"Huh." Baron Sabomayne walked out and suddenly paused, "Oh, by the way, Count Presto is meeting with His Majesty Terenus in the royal city of Lordaeron. As you may not know, His Majesty Terenus intends to betroth His Royal Highness Galaia to Count Presto. ā€

"What? You're not kidding, are you? ā€

Baron Sabomayne chuckled, "Maybe you should have made up your mind sooner, Count Presto will soon become a family with your majesty." ā€

"This ...... Well, I'll think about it. ā€

"So." Walking out the door, Baron Saabmayne saluted, "Thank you for your hospitality, I will take my leave, goodbye." ā€

"Goodbye, Your Excellency."

……

Alterac, Ravenhold Manor.

"Grand Duke, you can't do this!" Farad yelled at Grand Duke Jorazi. He is the Grandmaster of Thieves, one of the vice-leaders of the League of Assassins, and a Terran Lord, but he is also a Black Dragon.

"Why not?" Grand Duke Jorazi stroked his short-handled diamond-encrusted cane, his gaze not fixed on Lord Farad at all.

"How can you close the League of Assassins at this time! What's more, I've already received commissions and still have tasks to do! ā€

"Then it's a triple refund, and I'll pay for you."

"Even if you're the leader of the League of Assassins, you can't give such a child's order! We won't listen! With that, Lord Fallad left in a rage.

Grand Duke Jorazi waited until Lord Farad slammed the door before he raised his head and looked in the direction of the door with a blank expression.

Now, although Grand Duke Choraci is not sure who the traitors in the Assassin League are, he has determined that many of the traitors led by Lord Farad are not "people"! This discovery shocked him, and he was never sure whether to design a cleanup of traitors!

Recently, Oss's true identity suddenly began to spread on the mainland, and Grand Duke Choraci, as one of the people who knew the truth in advance, had thought of sending someone to contact Oss, with the help of Oss's powerful power that could injure the demigod-level demon lord, and sweep away the dark forces that infiltrated the kingdom of Alterac.

It's just that he obviously doesn't know about Chromie's time magic, and the thieves sent out can't find any trace of Oss.

Eventually, after several attempts by Grand Duke Choraci to no avail, the Grand Duke of Choraci made the decision to temporarily close the Assassin League, intending to respond to the changes by not changing the situation.

This was because he was sure that the forces must not be willing to be lonely, and the more they acted, the more they were exposed. And Lord Farad, as he expected, rushed in almost immediately.

……

Wetlands, in the Dinosaur Ridge Mountains, in a small inconspicuous cave.

"Damn Gray! He also dared to say that his scout level was qualified! Ngolo gritted his teeth, his left side of the costal cartilage pierced by a spear.

Paladin Duncan said as he treated Ngolo, "Don't be angry, Ngolo, I'm treating you, and Gray has died. ā€

"Drink...... Drink ......" Ngolo gasped and said to Windsor, "I owe you my life, Lady Elf, but why are there trolls here!?" ā€

If Oss had been here, he would have explained it to the crowd:

The forest trolls who came here were the subordinates of Zurgin, the king of Zuaman, who had listened to Os's story and sent people here to observe the orcs and the Burning Legion. It's just that the promise to retire for three years is to retire for three years, and seeing the Terrans and elves mixed together, the forest trolls should still fight.

This is the reason why Wen Resa and her party were attacked.

"The ghosts know why there are trolls here!" They were clearly defeated by our king and promised to retire for three years! ā€

"Your king? Isn't it His Excellency the Child of Light of the Church? Christian glanced at Duncan, who was silent, and wondered.

Because this team has been staying in the wild, it is not clear that Oss's true identity has been spread to the mainland.

"Ahh Oakes, who knew that he was leaking his mouth, hurriedly changed his words, "Join forces, join forces!" ā€

After a few moments, Ngolo's wound began to scarre, and he calmed his breath and asked, "This is Dinosaur Ridge, Lady Elf, are you really going to continue that so-called mission?" ā€

Wen Resa nodded silently.

"If Luo Ning knew what you did for him, he would definitely be moved to death! Belch...... Provided he's alive now! Oakes, who was relatively short, looked up and quipped.

"He must still be alive!"

Ngolo was silent for a moment, and finally said, "Well, I owe you my life, no matter what the so-called mission is, I will accompany you on a trip." ā€

Wenresa looked at N'Golo gratefully, and the further she walked in the direction of Grimbaatar, the more dangerous it became.

"And us." Duncan and his companions were originally sent by Archbishop Fao to help Ronin.

"I'm sorry, beautiful, brave elf lady, we can't go any deeper, dragons are sensitive to the smell of griffins, and I'll have to go find my big brother Furstad too." Oakes said with a slight twist, feeling like a deserter.

Wen Resa crouched down, hugged Oakes gently, and thanked him, "I wouldn't even be here without the help of the brave Brute Hammer Dwarf, and I will always remember you." ā€

Next, a group of adventurers hired by Ronin were willing to continue to follow Wen Leisa, while others chose to leave.

And what about Ronin?

After accepting the magic pendant presented by the Black Dragon King Nesario, he is flying more than 1,000 meters in an airship in a goblin with the help of goblins. He stood on the edge of the airship and looked at the sea of clouds, there was no black dragon in his mind, no task, yes, full of Wen Leisa's slender shadow.