Chapter 42: Hello, Your Highness Princess

On the night of the Scarlet Feast, where the nobles expressed their displeasure with Anduin Lothar, the three of Drunkard, Lothar, and Tulayan met again for a second secret meeting at the Sardinia Farm. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Sir Lothar, your performance last time was really amazing, I didn't expect you to be so decisive, those nobles were all stupid by you!" This time it was Tulayan who spoke first, and the lad was obviously experiencing this kind of thing for the first time, and he seemed excited.

But Drunken Wind and Lothar were not happy at all.

"Huh? Why are you two more serious than the last time? Tulayan, who had been yelling for a long time, finally realized that something was wrong.

"Do you remember how many nobles I dealt with?"

"I remember, there were 11 of them! 4 in exile, 7 relegated to civilians. ”

"Then do you know how many noble families there are in the entire Stormwind City?"

"Uh, I don't know."

Lothar shook her head helplessly: "Your hometown is in Lordaeron, it's normal that you don't know the history of Stormwind City, but how many noble families do you have until Lordaeron, right?" ”

"I know more than 100 famous ones, but of course there are many in the countryside that I don't know."

"There are more than 200 noble families in Stormwind, and they are all direct descendants of the pioneers who first came to Elwyn Forest. This operation dealt with 11 companies, do you think it will work well? ”

Only then did Tulayan realize that the problem was wrong, and only 11 were dealt with, which was simply painless for the huge aristocratic group! The stark numerical contrast made Tulayan feel very frustrated, and it was really uncomfortable to think it was a big victory, but in fact it was just a small fight.

"Is there any other intelligence from MI7 that you haven't made a move?"

"No, MI7 has just been rebuilt, and finding this evidence is already our limit."

"That'...... What to do? ”

Seeing Tulayan's anxious appearance, Lothar suddenly laughed: "Yes, yes, you kid finally didn't say that the rest is clean." ”

Patting Tulayan on the shoulder, Lothar continued: "Things are not so bad, I can't find evidence because some old foxes have too clean hands and feet, and some bastards are usually greedy, but they can still be relied on at critical times, such as the lord of Knife Ridge I know, Viscount Jeanne, he is usually very greedy, but when the orcs came, he bought a large number of muskets from the goblins, and he was entangled with the orcs for three months, and almost all the civilians in Knife Ridge withdrew, Only one of the younger sons of the Genennians survived - and although MI7 found much evidence of his tax increases and looting of civilians, I could not do anything more about this poor, hateful but respectable family. ”

Tulayan nodded thoughtfully.

For a moment, the three people in the room fell silent, and the three of them really didn't know what to do with the remaining nobles.

Finally, Drunken Wind opened his mouth to break the silence: "Actually, through the observation at today's banquet, I basically know who the leader of these nobles is, and I plan to test it, if this person is willing to help us, all problems will be solved." ”

"Who are you talking about?"

"Katrana Presto."

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Count Catlana Presto is a beautiful woman with black hair and black eyes, her father is Duke Presto from Alterac, who came to Lordaeron during the Orc War, claiming that his realm had been destroyed by dragons and asking for refuge.

Duke Presto was quickly recognized by the kings of the Alliance for his excellent social skills and charisma - even King Terenus of Lordaeron wanted to marry his 15-year-old daughter to him, and of course, he was not the only one who wanted to marry his daughter, and the famous Gianna might have become Lady Presto if she was not too young (only 12 years old).

And when Anduin Lothar led the remnants of Stormwind south to restore the kingdom, this lady Katrana accepted the invitation (the conscience of heaven and earth, Lothar was just polite, without any thoughts), and went south together, eradicating human traditions, and became Count Presto.

When Drunken Wind came to the tent of this beautiful woman, in front of the tent of the two groups of young men, they stared at each other indignantly, both of them were "young talents" in Stormwind City, and they both declared that they were deeply in love with the beautiful Count Presto, but unfortunately Drunken Wind didn't know which of them really liked this Presto, which ones liked beautiful women, and which ones liked the Earl.

Originally, it was not so easy to meet Ms. Presto, and any man who tried to meet him would be intercepted by the two groups of young men blocking the door of the tent, but Drunken Wind had a great reputation, and secondly, although it was cute from a human point of view, it was definitely not handsome, so these young men did not make it difficult, and simply let Drunken Wind go.

When I came to the tent, I was really surprised - the decoration was extravagant, there were gems shining in many inconspicuous corners, and even more exaggeratedly, it was June, but there was a small stove burning in the tent!

"Good morning! Dear Count Presto, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

"Good morning! You're the famous Panda Man Drunk, right? Nice to see you! You can call me Katrana. I am very interested in your heroic deeds. ”

"Thank you so much, beautiful lady, but I prefer to call you by your real name, Onexia, than Katrana!"

Yes, as a traverser, Drunken Wind knows that the famous Duke of Presto is not an ordinary person, his real name is Nesario, and of course, there is an even louder name - Deathwing!

Therefore, the identity of this lady Catlana is about to be revealed: the daughter of Deathwing, the black dragon princess, Onexia!

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In one corner of the construction site, Anduin Lothar had prepared a number of large heavy crossbows, aimed at the top of Count Presto's tent, and if he detected movement, arrows the thickness of human legs would fly out at speeds of more than 500 meters per second, and the huge kinetic energy would tear apart all targets - even dragons!

All the Stormwind soldiers waited silently.

Tulayan thought about it beside him, and finally couldn't help but speak to Lothar: "Sir Lothar, why do you trust Drunken Wind so much? I've always felt that trust wasn't something that could be earned at once. ”

When Lothar heard this, she showed a big smile:

"Tulayan, I trust not only Drunken, but also my best friend, Medivan! Don't forget, once the Guardian of Tirisfa dabbles in prophetic magic, and when paired with Karazan, he's the best prophet of all! ”