"Who are these ......?"

Bolval was tempted to inquire about the identities of these men, but he soon noticed that Gianna Proudmore and his old acquaintance, Reginald Windsor, were among them.

He could not ask His Majesty what had happened, but he could have asked Wendesor.

Varian's expression was unsightly, and his steps became much faster, so Bolval could only speed up his pace and follow His Majesty, and then ask Wendthor what was going on.

Wendsol, who was questioned and was eventually imprisoned by the Black Iron Dwarves, can be said to be full of resentment towards Bolval, so he mocked the Grand Duke of Stormwind mercilessly, venting the depression in his heart, and at the same time making Bolval-Vortagen finally understand the current situation.

"It can't be!"

"Lord Duke Berval-Vortagen, pay attention to your words, are you questioning Your Majesty?"

If it were normal times, Berval Vortagan would definitely spray Wendthor in the face, but the current situation is that the missing King Majesty has been killed again, and he is still taking Gianna Proudmore of Theramore with him, and at the same time, His Majesty's hand has been touching the grip of the weapon, and he knows that he is going to find someone to make trouble by looking at the posture.

"Count Catlana-Presto is a black dragon?"

Berval Vortagen still couldn't believe it, or he didn't want to admit it at all, because that meant he was a super idiot and he had to take most of the blame for the current situation in the Stormwind Kingdom.

Although Berval-Furtagen, who had been staying in Stormwind City, had no idea how bad the current situation in Stormwind Kingdom was, Wendthor was more than happy to give the Grand Duke a science lesson.

At the same time, Ethan, who had been pretending to be dead next to him, felt a little bored, and made up for it by the way - when he was in Shining Gold Town, he had heard a lot about the situation in various regions, such as the Western Wilds and the Twilight Forest were almost out of the control of Stormwind City, and Stormwind City also ignored the troubles they encountered, so it won't be long before these two places are still ruled by humans, and they are definitely no longer the territory of the Stormwind Kingdom.

Listening to these news, Bolval was soaked in cold sweat, and he was still hoping that these were all fake, and Windsor was scaring him, but reason kept reminding him that these were true, this was the current situation facing the Stormwind Kingdom, and as the regent of the kingdom, Bolval had an unshirkable responsibility to govern the kingdom step by step to this situation.

Caught in the chaos, Boval didn't even care about Ethan's identity, but just walked forward with everyone with an ugly face.

Although the Stormwind Fortress is called a fortress, it is actually a comprehensive facility, with barracks, offices for various official duties, and even archives, libraries, gardens, and other facilities, and Anduin Ureon, the sole heir of the kingdom, began to gradually get into various government affairs during the period of the king's disappearance, and only waited until he was older to inherit the throne if his father could not be found.

Now that Varian has returned to Stormwind himself, Anduin will have to wait a little longer to inherit the throne, but now he doesn't know that his father has returned, and the young prince is learning from Count Presto how to handle matters properly.

Catlana Presto was a very good teacher, and the teaching of the two went very well, until the sound of chaotic footsteps affected Anduin's attention, and he looked up from the mass of materials, and turned his still immature face to the countess beside him, as if to ask what was going on.

"It looks like our teaching is coming to an end. ”

The young Prince Anduin did not realize that Katrana was talking about termination, and only thought that something had happened, so he could not continue today.

Just as he was about to say something, a group of people rushed in. The man at the front was none other than his father, whom he hadn't seen in a long time: Varian Wrynn, King of the Stormwind Kingdom.

"Father. ”

"Anduin!"

Varian was slightly relieved to see that his son was safe and sound, but the next second he noticed Catlana Presto standing next to Anduin.

He didn't recklessly pull out the sword at his waist and shout something like 'don't hurt my son', but called his son over as soon as possible, just like a father who has been away from home for a long time.

Unfortunately, Onexia, disguised as Katrana Presto, was a shrewd black dragon, and just as Anduin got up and tried to pounce into her father's arms, she reached out and pressed the young prince firmly to her seat.

Anduin was surprised by the sheer strength, he had no idea that Countess Presto, who had always behaved like an ordinary woman, had such power, and he didn't understand why the Countess had to stop herself.

"Let go of my son, you damn black dragon!"

Seeing this, Varian knew that there was no way to free his son from Onexia's control, and he drew his swords very simply: Sharator and Eremeni (Shadow Ripper and Shadow Maraver).

Onexia looked at the many soldiers who had followed her king and drew their weapons, and finally fixed her eyes on Bervar Vortagen.

The Grand Duke of Storm hesitated, and although he was carrying a weapon, he did not draw his saber - Berval, who was dealing with official duties, did not carry the great sword and shield that he usually used, but only an ordinary one-handed sword hanging from his waist, and the ornament was far more than a protective one.

"Perhaps there is some misunderstanding here, Your Majesty. ”

"That's enough, you damn black dragon, do you think you can fool the past with rhetoric?" Windsol couldn't help it, and when he saw Onexia, he wanted to rush up and kill him, if he had that slate in his hand, he would have rushed up to expose the true face of this black dragon.

He would also taunt Berval-Vortagen again: this fool is still hesitating, does he think he made it all up himself?

Wendthor knew that this must not be allowed to happen, and the Earl of Presto, who Onexia had turned into, had an amazing network of connections in the Stormwind Kingdom, and once it turned into a war of words, even King Varian would not be able to solve the problem neatly.

Turning his head and focusing on Ethan: Okay, how can you make Onexia reveal the prototype?

Ethan knew it was time for him to come out, and he didn't want to kill the dragon in a rage, which turned out to be a farce of spat among the nobles, so he pushed away the two soldiers in front of him - these soldiers were very dutiful to protect them, and formed a strong line of defense with their armored bodies, and Ethan almost didn't push them away.

Onexia watched a young man walk out of the crowd and didn't understand what the other was going to do.

"Who are you?"

"A mage passing by. ”

Ethan spread out his hand, he didn't hold any weapon in his hand, as if to show that he had no malice, but Onexia could sense that this man was full of malice.

Just as Onexia was wondering what Ethan was going to do, a wave that was not very strong but made her feel dangerous was released from the young man, and almost at the same time, a blue magical beam shot straight towards Onexia.

Hands-on?

This is a question that flashed in the hearts of everyone present at the same time, and Wendsol was still thinking about what means Ethan would have to force Onyxia to show her prototype: for example, chanting a large spell to crack Onixia's transformation magic, why didn't he think that it would be done directly?

That's too untechnical, isn't it?

Not only was everyone stunned, but Onexia didn't understand what the situation was, and she really hadn't encountered it without saying a word, just when she casually released a mana shield to disperse the magic beam, she was surprised to find that there was actually a chain hidden in the magic beam, which shot straight to her neck while dispersing her magic shield.

"...... this?"

Onexia didn't know what it was, but she felt an aura of disgust from the chain, so she didn't want to be touched by it at all. Her first instinct was to use the teleportation magic flash technique to change her position, but she was surprised to find that the flash technique had failed.

"What's going on?"

With such a delay, the chain had already flown in front of him, and Onexia had no time to dodge, so he had to stop the chain with his hand and let it wrap around his wrist.

The chains were thin, about the thickness of a finger, one end wrapped around Onexia's fair, slender wrist, and the other end was in Ethan's hand, and she didn't think it could trap her.

Instead of caring about the chain, she should wonder why her flashing spell failed.

Aside from Ethan and Loki, only Gianna knew why.

By the time they arrived, the mage from another world had already thrown everyone present into a separate and isolated space, and the rules of space in this independent small world were completely different from the rules they were familiar with, and until the rules of this space were clarified, the mage's teleportation methods would be ineffective.

At this time, Ethan, who gently dragged the chain in his hand, said something that made Onexia's face change greatly:

"This chain is called Onexia's Reins, and it's for you! it only takes a few minutes and you'll be completely controlled by this item. You know, catching a black dragon as a mount is a very stylish thing. ”

As long as Onexia continues to maintain her human appearance, she will not be able to break free from this chain, and if she wants to break free, she will have to return to her original form.