Chapter 42: The Queen's Tragedy

"We Quel'Salas can't afford to stand the dragon's wrath!"

Facing Mo Wen's faint words, Sylvanas's face turned pale, because she knew that what Mo Wen said was completely correct.

Don't look at the battle of Hinterland, Mo Wen was so powerful that he slaughtered those dragons like slaughtering chickens, but the background of the entire dragon clan is extremely terrifying, a single red dragon queen can stir up the entire Quel'Salas forever (others don't know that Mo Wen and Deathwing have fought each other), and as a life force that carries the legacy of the Titans, the red dragon's own reproductive ability is beyond that of other dragons, don't look at most of their adult clansmen are dead now, but as long as the red dragon queen is given a few hundred years of time, With the existing dragon eggs and baby dragons, it can once again restore the entire Red Dragon Legion.

In addition, the dragon clan other than the black dragon almost wears a pair of pants, and maybe one day they can unite and teach the high elves who wantonly slaughtered the red dragon a lesson.

On one side is his own race, and on the other side is his sister, Sylvanas is now caught in the middle can be described as a dilemma, but after hearing this, Wen Lesa smiled softly, stood up, landed on one knee in front of Mo Wen, and solemnly bowed.

"Your Royal Highness, please leave this mission to me, Wen Leisa. Windranger will definitely complete the task you have given you! ā€

Her parents did not die in the war caused by the orcs, the two sisters stayed safely by their side, and the group did not split into the blood elves of the tribe, at this time, Wen Lesa still had a lot of sense of belonging to the High Elf clan, so she agreed to Mo Wen's request without much hesitation.

Seeing this, Sylvanas's face became more and more pale. His hands stirred together uneasily, and then he didn't know what came to mind. His face began to be cloudy, and his gaze gradually changed.

On the other side, Mo Wen bowed slightly. comforted: "Wen Leisa, in fact, you don't have to worry, your task is very simple, is to follow that mage named Luo Ning, wait for my instructions, and then steal something for me, and don't worry about the rest!" ā€

Wen Lesa nodded, and was about to say something, but at this moment. Sylvanas suddenly interjected.

I saw that the future Banshee King drank all the water in the cup at this time, and then his eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were staring at Mo Wen deadly.

"Kael'thas, you have to assure me that there must be no danger to Wenlesa in this operation!"

Mo Wen raised his eyebrows slightly, although Sylvanas's appearance was a little wrong, but he didn't care much.

"Okay, Ciel. I promise that during this operation, I will do my best to keep Winlessa safe! ā€

Actually, this operation does not have to involve Winlessa, but according to the original history. She is undoubtedly the most suitable one, it may not be so easy for others to gain Luo Ning's trust, and the dragon soul is an artifact that Mo Wen wants to get his hands on. So in the end, he chose to call Wen Lesa over, of course. Whether he has the idea of taking the opportunity to do something bad in his heart, no one knows.

But now the situation seems to have changed somewhat. A certain queen who guards her sister came after her, and then she seemed to want to do something for her sister's safety.

"Lannathel, Braumux, Solan Liane, and Liadrin," Sylvanas seemed to have made up her mind, but she looked at Mo Wen and suddenly spit out a few names, and as these names appeared, the room fell silent at once, and Winlessa even felt that the temperature had dropped a few degrees.

Mo Wen's expression was very calm, but a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"Ciel, it's not a good habit to investigate my assistants and subordinates privately!"

Sylvanas sneered and retorted.

"Subordinates? Aides? It's Your Royal Highness the Prince, your lackey, right? - Don't forget that the rangers in charge of guarding Quel'Salas are all my men! During your absence, I have discovered a lot of interesting things, the things you added to the diet of those elven knights, Lannacel and the others kept leaving Silvermoon City with some precious magical materials, many of which involved forbidden materials, and Solan Lian, I once even saw her slaughter a human village with the cooperation of some mages! ā€

The room was as cold as an ice cellar all of a sudden, Wen Lesa covered her mouth with her hands, and looked at Mo Wen in great surprise, she didn't expect that a prince like Sunshine would do such a thing in private, which was really unexpected.

But if she thought about it carefully, she suddenly felt that it was not very surprising, after all, a person in power who played with the feelings of many women and was extremely intelligent in his own right, it was actually very easy for him to go to the evil path, after all, both his heart and wisdom showed that he had the potential in this area.

And didn't care about the thoughts in his sister's heart, Sylvanas, who had already made a statement, stared at Mo Wen deadly.

"Swear to me, Your Highness Prince Kael'thas, you're going to keep Winlesa safe, or just call your men on this damn mission! Otherwise, I think I'll have a good talk with His Majesty Anastarian! ā€

For the sake of his sister, the future Banshee King can be said to have worked hard, and even did not hesitate to threaten Mo Wenlai with what he mastered.

But unexpectedly, in the face of her threat, Mo Wen didn't react at all, but said calmly: "I'm afraid it won't work for Solan Lian and them to replace Wen Lesa, because they have already rushed to Grimbaatar to arrange it first!" ā€

Something was wrong, looking at the indifferent Mo Wen, a bad premonition gradually rose from the bottom of Sylvanas's heart, and Wen Lesa was the same, one of her small hands had quietly touched the bow and arrow behind her back.

"I've been here all these years, and Lannacel and the others have been a little careless, but it's no wonder, after all, the habits of the High Elves themselves are not very good at those intrigues, and you and I have a special relationship-"

"Enough!"

Sylvanas directly interrupted Mo Wen's words, only to see her pull out the short sword hanging from her waist and aim it at Mo Wen, "Your Royal Highness, don't you want to do it here, although my strength is not as good as yours, but it is impossible for you to take us without alarming others!" ā€

Then her voice softened again, and she said earnestly: "Your Royal Highness, I just want to ensure my sister's safety, as long as you can promise me, those things will always rot in my heart, and no one else will know!" ā€

"Sister!" Wen Leisa's eyes were slightly red, although she was always secretly intrigued, but it was really a very happy thing to feel the love from her relatives at this time.

It's a pity that this kind of happiness is now very unhappy for someone who has no lower limit.

Tilting his head slightly, looking at the short sword in Sylvanas's hand against him, Mo Wen chuckled.

"Sylvanas, you're smart, but sometimes you're too smart! Yes, with your strength, I am not sure that I will take you down silently, but didn't your mother teach you that girls should not drink what others give them casually? ā€

Not good!-

That glass of water!

Sylvanaston reacted to something wrong, didn't care much, jumped backwards, and opened her mouth to call for help.

But Mo Wen, who was faster than her and close at hand, casually popped out two arcs of electricity and headed straight for the Windranger sisters.

The attack that could have been dodged by the light yƬ had an extraordinary effect at this time, and Sylvanas, who was just about to make a move, felt his head sink suddenly, as if he had been hit by a giant hammer, and then he was directly knocked to the ground by the electricity, unable to move again.

And after a sizzling sound, Wen Lessa. Windranger also followed in his sister's footsteps, and his whole person was so paralyzed that he could no longer move.

"Spare my sister!"

Looking at the approaching figure, Sylvanas's eyes flashed with despair and remorse, and he struggled to whisper despite the paralyzing current.

As a result, Mo Wen smiled, he half-squatted in front of Sylvanas, and reached out to touch the other party's smooth pretty face.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, I usually use another means to deal with beautiful women! Tsk, originally after drinking that thing, as long as time slowly guided, but now you can only take a more drastic measure, if you feel pain later, don't blame me! ā€

Gently stroking Sylvanas's cheek, Mo Wen didn't know what he thought, and suddenly showed an extremely evil smile again.

"Speaking of which, Ciel, your spirit is quite firm, if you do this now, the chance of success is quite low, and you still need to think of a way!"

"By the way, and as a reward for your courage in defying me, Sylvanas, how about I give you a reward?"

I saw him stretch out a hand, grab Wen Lesa who was lying aside, slowly put her in his arms, and then in the latter's blushing face, gently ripped off the other party's chain mail, and began to ravage the two plump white rabbits.

"Dear Hill, what do you think of the reward for witnessing your sister's 'bar mitzvah'?"

"-You, you shameless!"

Crawling weakly on the ground, Sylvanas's eyes instantly turned bloody, and she gritted her teeth and wanted to resist, but at this moment, there was a sharp pain in her mind, even more violent than the previous one, something seemed to be invading her soul, so that she could only resist hard, and then watched Mo Wen peel her sister into a little white sheep in three or two clicks.

Facing Sylvanas's almost murderous gaze, Mo Wen, whose skin was already as thick as a city wall, didn't care, but thought about it, suddenly turned his head, and whispered softly in Sylvanas's ear.

"Hill, it's all your fault!" (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks for the tip of the five bottles nearby.