"How did I get back?"

"It was the palace guards who brought you back. They say that the greatest magician of our time, Lord Medivan, the Guardian, has rescued you and brought you back to Stormstormhold. ”

"What happened to those beasts during my coma?"

……

Zhao Kun's questions went on and on, but the maids couldn't answer all his questions, and soon another person interrupted their conversation.

"Thank you, Katie......" Another woman's voice suddenly appeared in the room, and then a richly dressed woman walked in.

"You can step back now." She commanded.

Katie fell silent, bowed, and left the room with the other two waitgirls.

"Thank you for the Light, you're finally awake!" The woman looked happy, came to Zhao Kun's bed with her skirt, and sat down.

I have to admit that this is a very attractive woman, and it is no wonder that Count Bolt loves her madness and is in lasting pain because of this love.

The woman was very young and looked less than twenty, but Bolt's memory told Zhao Kun that his wife was twenty-six this year. The countess was very pale, her long blond hair curled over her shoulders, her face flushed as if she had been overwhelmed by vigorous exercise, her large eyes with a happy look, and her lips were pink. She was dressed in the clothes common to aristocratic women, her chest was half-naked on crumpled lace, one white hand was on her chest, and the other hand was drooping and pressed against the edge of the bed.

"Miledi, you're here......" Zhao Kun propped himself up, sat up from the bed, and groaned at the woman who accounted for a large part of Bolt's memory.

He wasn't the real Count Bolt after all, so it was hard to keep the same style as him. Fortunately, no matter what his behavior was, no one would suspect that he was not the Earl of Bolt, and no one could be sure that he was not the real Earl of Bolt.

When the real Count Bolt is in a good mood, he is considered the most dashing and noble nobleman in Stormwind.

He was tall and had a strong and well-proportioned physique. Anduin, who was born in the Iron Horse Brotherhood, is well-known in the kingdom's army in terms of combat power, but he is not as good as Bolt in terms of strength - Anduin has wrestled with Bolt several times, but he has to bow down.

In addition to his combat strength, the original earl was also a very temperamental and humble man. He has a loud voice, but he always keeps himself in a state of obscurity and unnoticed. But his straight nose and piercing gaze exude an indescribable solemnity and elegance all the time. His hands were never adorned, but they were more beautiful than those of the nobles of the kingdom who often anointed them with almond cream and sesame oil......

Like all the great nobles of this era, he was a skilled horseman and adept at using a variety of weapons. He had a very well-rounded education. He understood what the rights of the High Lord were, he was able to speak the teachings of the Light, and he was not only proficient in the law, but also in dog hunting and falconry techniques. One day he spoke of this extraordinary technique, much to the astonishment of King Rhine, even though His Majesty was considered an expert in the field.

He knew all kinds of etiquette, even the smallest details. The Count knew all the genealogies of the nobility in the country, knowing the ins and outs of their lineage, in-laws, medals and badges. He had a more nuanced understanding of the customs of the upper class and the most prominent social classes. Even if it is a dinner party, he will arrange the appropriate seats for each guest according to his ancestral or self-acquired status.

But such an outstanding, well-built, and respectable nobleman of excellent quality gradually indulged in material life from time to time, and would often become dull physically and mentally, like the old man.

In recent years, Count Bolt had gradually fallen into a state of decadence—a state that was common, and the proportion of such days was gradually increasing before Zhao Kun's arrival—and the radiant part of him had completely disappeared, as if he had been thrown into the town of Night.

In that situation, the elegant and noble count was gone, and all that was left was just an ordinary person. Bolt would frown, with no expression on his face other than deep sorrow. The Count hung his head, his eyes glazed off, and his speech was slow and laborious, staring for long periods of time at the bottles and glasses in front of him, or at his servants and henchmen.

Both the earl's servants and his attendants were accustomed to the earl's habits, and could see the earl's smallest wishes in Bolt's expressionless gaze, and immediately grant them. But in that case, these loyal men, who had now died honorably in the camp, could not in any way pull the Count back from that terrible state.

The root cause of the earl's situation is that the countess in front of him, Miledi, who used to be a priest of the abbey of the North County, and the famous prodigal son of love in the kingdom, are so prodigal and frivolous that they are all ruffian Grand Dukes with a 'attack on me' when they face His Majesty at the royal council.

The duke, the seventh president of the Iron Horse Brotherhood, is single and does not have a de jure son (as in the Middle Ages, illegitimate children do not have the right to inherit). But as the Grand Duke, trusted by the King's childhood friend and brother-in-law (his sister was none other than the Lady of Taria, His Majesty's Queen), the cynical prodigal son of love, who was sometimes romantic and sometimes melancholy, had enough admirers in the entire Seven Kingdoms of mankind. Whether it is a widowed widow, a noble girl who is just beginning to fall in love, or those who are married...... It's like a moth to a fire. Especially his many ups and downs in life and his noble enough status, with his melancholy eyes, his embarrassing beard, his miraculous knife skills, and the martini - etc., the last two are not - for all women who don't need to work for life, the lethality is almost as lethal as Akmund's death finger!

And for one reason or another, the wife of the Count of Bolt also had some too close feelings with the Grand Duke. Or to put it more bluntly, in the world where Igronack, the old ruler who ruled the power of filth and immorality, once stayed, the Duke and Miledi were a mistress and a mistress.

Although the mistress and mistress here are as lush as those in medieval Europe, it is clear that the Earl still can't let go of the other side who was sent to the Thunder Bluff......

Under such a complicated relationship, Zhao Kun, who succeeded Count Bolt Fotagen, a resident of the Thunder Cliff community, felt very ...... Subtle, especially after meeting a real person.

But it's just subtle.

The way hounds eat their leftover memories and give them to the Faceless to absorb has always been known to be very safe and reliable. There is no need to become another person or lose oneself because of absorbing memories, and there will be no mental impact. Because there is no fusion, no failure, no memory shock...... All the memory fragments were quickly passed through by magic in Zhao Kun's mind, just like watching a movie - watching a movie thoroughly, Zhao Kun himself watched a movie starring Count Bolt Pattagen in his dream.

Therefore, don't talk about emotional inheritance, for a chaotic and evil person like Zhao Kun, this kind of tragic experience can't even make him empathize, and there is no sense of substitution at all.

Zhao Kun had a little pity for the earl, and that's all. Even if he found that the woman in front of him was radiant and obviously had just been moistened by 'love', even the smell that had just been completed from her body, Zhao Kun could smell it from a distance of more than ten meters.

- Do not doubt his judgment.

Before carrying out this task, Zhao Kun had been in a low-level goalkeeper for a long time. At that time, he not only made up for the demons by mining/supplementing, that is, popping, but after becoming the emperor, he could be called absurd/lewd. In addition, he has robbed or obtained a lot of relevant knowledge from the silver key through various means, from the Returning Heaven Recipe to the Pink Book, he is simply experienced in a hundred battles and has seen a lot.

Compared to poor Count Bolt, what kind of play Zhao Kun hasn't tried? They, you know, the Japanese juice boys, they don't know how tall they are.

Moreover, after receiving the mission, the Faceless Ones were not directly thrown into the corresponding responsible world region. To put it simply, they all carry the remnants of Igronac's divine powers—to better sense their targets' tracks—and they also work part-time in each other's orders while 'acquiring' them. Part-time jobs are naturally exclusive to the Igronac Order.

What could be easier to find the presence they serve than the sacrificial, bishopric, and the like? Moreover, the primeval Eternals promised to transform and purify the divine power they absorbed during the mission and the energy they cultivated during the mission after the mission was completed......

It's a pity that Igronack, as one of the more columbian in the old days, is really not strong in the exclusive profession that his believers can work in (judging from Zhao Kun's vision). The Son of Igronac is complementary to the Faceless Trait, but the class requires Igronac blood. And the profession of Servant of Igronac is a scum compared to the Faceless...... In the end, Zhao Kun was a short general, and reluctantly chose to choose a priest profession that was considered a complementary.

And this new profession, the bonuses provided by its abilities in this regard are even more accurate than Zhao Kun's judgment based on experience.

"Where's Bolval?"

Zhao Kun pondered for a long time, trying not to show a disgusted expression, and asked.

The Countess did not have much thought about her husband's abnormality, after all, he had just been in a coma for more than a month, his body was very weak, and his spirit was not very strong, and it was only natural that he should behave differently and be unresponsive.

"I'm going to class with Prince Varian. Not long after you fell unconscious, the best court mages, Hagra and Hagarin, died in a magical accident. And a week ago, two new archmages came from the Magic Kingdom, both of them are high elves, one surnamed Rige, and the other surnamed Jin Jian, both of whom are nobles among the elves. For the next five years, they would serve as court mages. His Majesty the Rhine meant that by them he taught His Royal Highness the Prince some magical aspects only. Miledi's voice was as pleasant as ever, and with a bit of a slouchy flavor that seemed a little seductive.

"High Elf ......" Although he watched Bolt's memories in a dream, the first image of the High Elf that came to Zhao Kun's mind was played by a Korean stick in a certain movie, the blind one-eyed Lotherma Spiritual Pollution Ah Qiang Tree Moving King Theron......

In an instant, Zhao Kun felt that he should change the subject.

And for a knight, officer, and gentleman, though his infantry brigade was completely wiped out, war was obviously the first concern.

"During the time I was unconscious, how was the war going in the kingdom? Did you destroy the beast that came out of nowhere and attacked us? I seem to have heard some not-so-good news from the maid's mouth...... Madame, as a prom-enthusiast, have you heard anything truly credible in high society? ”、

As he spoke, the man stretched out his right hand in front of him and unfolded it. As he poured his magic power into his right hand, an emerald green word 'dirty' appeared in the palm of his hand that could not be seen by a normal person. This is the imprint that stores the divine power of Igronac.

"I'm just a woman, how much credible information will I know? Although the nobles of the kingdom always boasted of their prowess at the ball, I heard from Her Majesty the Queen that the area under attack was expanding. ”

"Ah, that's unfortunate news." Zhao Kun learned the appearance of the nobles in his memory and pretended to mourn, "Our duke, who always likes to talk about those secrets that the king did not emphasize secrecy, has not mentioned to you how many regiments the kingdom has lost so far?" ”

Miledi shook her head, "Why don't you ask for yourself when you see him?" When your body is better, Your Majesty will definitely recruit you into the palace, and then you will know everything? ”

"Ah, yes, that's right. But I'd love to know how the battle is going now. Zhao Kun closed his palm, and the magic began to flow again, "Milaidi, you said that I will chase out now, can you catch up with the grand duke who has just escaped from my house over the wall, and then ask clearly?" ”

"Your Excellency!" She replied excitedly, "What the hell are you talking about?" This is a slander against my reputation! Accusing your wife for no reason is not what a noble gentleman should do. ”

"Slander?" The first time he used his newly learned magic, Zhao Kun activated it a little slowly, "No, no, no, considering that the time between when I woke up and when you came in was so short, you must be in another bedroom or garden." If he didn't come uninvited, then why didn't he come to visit me? ”

"You must have been unconscious for too long and confused," she said in a witty tone; She felt that although Count Bolt's words showed that he seemed to know something, she was determined to find out what she needed and to dissolve it skillfully.

Miledi immediately put on a sobbing attitude, "Oh! The Holy Light is above! How can you be so suspicious of your wife, and your boss? As she spoke, her face turned visibly pale, and she stared at Zhao Kun with aggrieved and frightened eyes as sincerely as possible.

"Perhaps, but madam, remember to wipe off the liquid before you defend yourself next time, you see, it's all running down your thighs to the bed/on......"

A cold sweat rolled out of Milady's forehead and reflexively jumped up from the bed and looked down.

Nothing.

Her memory wasn't wrong, she wiped it clean.

It's just that when she realized that Zhao Kun was cheating on her, an emerald green light appeared from Zhao Kun's palm, and then touched her body.

"You give me the honesty first—wait," Zhao Kun instantly realized that things were out of his control, "This mana drain ...... Ahh ♂ ”

The man made a strange sound, "as if the body had been hollowed out...... The spell ......," he frowned, gasping violently, "still ...... Persistent...... Extract my ...... Magic...... You, in the end...... What is it......"

By the time the spell finally ended, a full two minutes had passed. Although Milady was bound by some kind of green energy, Zhao Kun, who had no magic power for the next steps at all, had already collapsed on the bed. Fortunately, this is a multi-stage spell cast, and even if the mana is insufficient, as long as a stage is completed, it will not cause a spell backlash.

"Uh-" After a long time, Zhao Kun, who was weak and weak, stood up, still feeling that the world was spinning, "What is the object of my spell......

"You definitely can't be human, this attrition and the resistance to spells encountered...... Even an archmage would not be able to last more than ten seconds, unless she/he completely loses the corresponding desires and abilities, and the organs and nerves are removed. ”

"Two minutes, you're ****** teasing me, Miledi, are you a dragon or a guardian forged by a Titan?"

Unfortunately, Milady, who was bound and spasmed under the pressure of magical power, had no way to answer him.

"This luck! Have I become Lucky E's spearman? As soon as he entered, he was beaten by the weak warlock, and now he was almost drained......" The man said, shuddering, took out a magic book from the storage space of the silver key, and activated the magic that had been engraved on it for a long time—a spell similar to a magic scroll, prepared in advance.

A flash of magic flashed, and the entire bedroom was instantly enveloped in a special magical enchantment.

"Now, Milady Clarkley, let me see what you are!" Zhao Kun held the magic book and walked into the bound countess.