In Onexia's opinion, the newly emerged Countess Pretito's methods are too inferior, and she only knows how to use her own body to maintain connections, which is really shameful enough, and she has blinded the character she worked so hard to create before.

The Vortagen family is a loyal supporter of the Vorion royal family, and if they can win over the current Duke of Vortagen, Berval, to their side, the Vorion royal family will completely lose its authority and become a toy for the nobles to manipulate state power.

With such a simple truth, Onexia believes that the unintelligent fake can figure it out and will not let go of this opportunity.

Like Varian, Berval was a pragmatic aristocrat and rarely took the initiative to hold a banquet, and this time was a rare opportunity for the false Countess Presto.

Saljan wasn't interested in what Onexia was going to do with the fake, all he needed was the intelligence network he had as Countess Presto.

Looking at Onexia's lack of interest, she lost interest in this broken vest and didn't want this identity to continue to be used by Nefarian.

In this case, before destroying Presto, the sign of the black dragon walking in the mortal world, Onexia doesn't mind letting Sarren use the connections he holds one last time.

Berval Vortagen's invitation to the banquet was made this evening, and during the day, Salian took the still energetic little star to the city's most prosperous trading area, but unfortunately failed to find out the whereabouts of the pandaman.

Valeera, who had not slept well, continued to catch up on sleep in the embassy, and Onexia hid her identity and went around the vicinity of the Countess Presto, but unfortunately she couldn't sneak in.

"Tsk! That idiot who doesn't know how to restrain. ”

When Saljan and Stellagossa returned, Onexia couldn't wait to complain to the two.

"She actually arranged dozens of dragon guards outside the Earl's Palace, and I am afraid that there is no one who will die to this point."

Onexia shook her feet anxiously: "I probably guessed who took my identity, I didn't deal with that guy in the first place, and I just took this opportunity to avenge the original revenge." ”

Sarian calmly persuaded: "As long as you can grasp the balance, I will not make irresponsible remarks about your plan." ”

"But I still have to ask, if you fight her, are you sure you can win?"

"Hmmm......"

Onexia frowned and weighed it: "If it's one-on-one, I have absolute confidence in winning, but I can't guarantee that slut has secretly brought other subordinates over." ”

The black dragon who can distinguish himself from the black dragon princess must also be an adult dragon clan, which is not easy to deal with.

Now that Onexia is guaranteed to win, Sarean is willing to believe her.

"Then you can concentrate on dealing with that false earl, and if she has other subordinates, leave it to us to contain."

It is unlikely that the three Legends will be able to defeat the demigod-level adult black dragon, but it can still be done if they just stall for time.

Besides, if there was a real fight, Sarean didn't believe that Storm Kingdom masters such as Pasonia Shore and Benedictas would be stupidly watching from the sidelines.

Benedictas is the bishop of the Tempest Kingdom of the Holy Light Church and one of the proud disciples of Archbishop Alonthos Fao.

According to the barrage, Benedictas will betray humanity and defect to Enzos in the future, but that will be many years later, and it is unknown whether he has secretly changed his position.

Even if it is, in the face of the blatant attack of the black dragon, it is impossible for him to stand idly by as the bishop of Benedictas, and he has to act in a full set.

And Pasonia Shore is the leader of MI7, the spy organization of the Stormwind Kingdom, and the old legendary thief, and his strength is definitely not weak.

If he could, Salian didn't want to start a war with the Black Dragon in the city, but the location of the battle was not up to him, but to see how the other party responded.

"Valeera, have you rested enough?"

"Well, if you have a task, just say it."

Salian narrowed his eyes: "I don't care what method you use, try to get in touch with MI7 secretly before the banquet starts tonight, so that they can raise their guard against the Earl of Presto Palace in advance." ”

"Half a day......

Valera scratched her head in annoyance and her blonde hair, "You're really going to give me a problem...... Okay, I'll do my best. ”

Sarayan nodded encouragingly, then turned his gaze to Stella Gosa: "Stella, you also find a way to inform those mage lords in the mage district and the priest in the church district. ”

"Don't tell them the details, just say that it might happen in the aristocratic district tonight."

"Whether they believe it or not, at least we have fulfilled our obligation to remind, and no one will try to blame us afterwards."

Xiaoxing nodded obediently: "Okay, I'll go now." ”

"Last ......"

Salian turned his head to look at Onexia, who was lazily leaning on the sofa: "Onnie, it's up to you to start the war and minimize the number of innocent casualties." ”

Onexia waved her hand lazily: "I know~ I don't understand why you are so concerned about those mortals who don't want to do it." ”

Salian smiled noncommittally: "But just for peace of mind, this is the biggest difference between me and you orthodox dragons who treat mortals like mustards. ”

……

In the Duke's Palace, the contemporary Duke Boval is directing his servants to prepare for tonight's banquet.

An old man dressed as a butler suddenly walked up to Bolval and whispered a few words in his ear.

"So early?"

Burnval had a look of surprise on his face, and then he retracted his expression.

"Wilfred, I'll leave it to you."

"Yes, Lord Duke."

The old butler took over the work and continued to direct the servants to set up the venue.

Bolval hurried to his room on the second floor and knocked lightly on the door for instructions.

"Your Excellency, is it convenient for you now?"

"Well, please come in, Berval."

"Excuse me."

Bolval twisted the doorknob to open the door, stepped into the room, and then slammed the door shut, leaving no one to see what was inside.

A handsome black-haired man sat in front of the half-drawn window, his eyes looking at the bustling aristocratic district with a little empty eyes.

"Your Majesty......"

The man with the crown on his head is none other than the current king of the Stormwind Kingdom, Varian Wrynn.

The last time Salaen met Valera, the fledgling king still had a youthful flamboyance.

Today, after going through many hardships, his flamboyant attitude is obviously introverted, and there is a little more gloom and worry in his once enthusiastic eyes.

Not because of their own situation, but because they are worried about the future of the kingdom.

"Bolval, did Count Deep Shadow agree to the banquet invitation you sent?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

At Varian's signal, Berval sat down across from him and replied respectfully, "The little Earl of Deep Shadow seemed to see something, and only hesitated for a short time before agreeing to the invitation. ”

"Heh~"

Varian smiled meaningfully, "Many people in Quel'Thalas say that Sarjan Deepshadow is just a reckless man, and in the end, it's just the preconceived prejudice of those arrogant pure-blood elves against half-elves. ”

"Such talents have to be pushed outward, and it's no wonder that Quel'Salas has not been able to develop over the years."

"If it weren't for the trust of the two Sun Kings in him, I would have really wanted to recruit him to the Stormwind Kingdom."

Quel'Salas is known both at home and abroad as a half-elf, but since the secluded Inas rarely appears in front of people, most people are unaware of the origin of the other half of Saljan's bloodline.

Many people, including Varian, judged by his appearance, subconsciously believing that he was a hybrid of humans and elves.

Shaking his head and putting the unrealistic idea aside, Varian quickly reined in his regret.

"Go according to plan, Quel'Thalas has also faced the experience of the great nobles encroaching on the royal power, and I hope that Sarren, who has experienced this firsthand, can give me some inspiration."

"And ......"

A cold glint flickered in Varian's eyes: "Countess Presto will also attend this banquet, right?" ”

"Yes."

Berval was also unkind, and he was young and strong-blooded, and he had a crush on Countess Presto.

However, after the return of the Expeditionary Force from the Alliance, Countess Presto did not know what stimulated her, and she was no longer as clean as before.

Rumours have it that the countess was having an affair with at least a double-digit male aristocracy, and according to Berval's investigation, most of the rumors are true.

This discovery made Bowwal's mood a little mixed, regretful and angry, and he himself couldn't tell why.

Varian didn't notice Berval's hidden mood change, and he calmly ordered, "Be sure to keep that fox in the venue, and don't let him disturb my private meeting with Count Deepshadow." ”

Bolval gathered his mind and solemnly bowed his head to receive the order: "Your will, Your Majesty." ”