A tear with the Ratania side was inevitable, but Sarjan wanted to keep the battle as dark as possible.

It's best not to completely reveal Ratania's identity as a black dragon to avoid the Stormwind Kingdom...... Even the citizens of all countries have a preconceived bad perception of the dragons.

The Guardian Dragons have been out of the sight of mortals for many years, and they have only made a big move during the Second Battle of Quicksand.

The impression that most mortals have of dragons comes from folk entertainment, and they lack a correct understanding of the real dragons.

After all, it's just fiction, and many people still have doubts about whether the dragons are really brutal and greedy for money.

If Ratania is blatantly transformed back into a dragon prototype under the gaze of countless people, it will really be a yellow mud crotch.

This may be exactly what Nefarian wants to see, using Ratania's life to ruin the image of the dragons in the minds of the mortal race, and hinder the cooperation between the dragons and mortals.

The arrogant dragons don't care what mortals think of themselves, but Salian is well aware of the importance of public opinion.

Take a chestnut.

When a housewife sees a product at a lower price than normal in the market, she should first consider whether she has encountered a fake, and her greedy nature will conflict with reason.

If a group of "passing strangers" jump out at this time to preach how good and true this product is, there is a high probability that the hesitant housewife will be guided by public opinion, impulse overcomes reason, and buys this product.

Is the product really that good? It is no longer important in this proposition, what matters is that public opinion leads her to make a choice in a dilemma.

Most of the time, what people who are hesitant need is someone to give them a push.

As for whether it will be pushed to the precipice or pushed to a happy future, before the conclusion appears, who can say for sure, anyway, the right to speak is in the hands of public opinion, and it is not a new thing to refer to the deer as a horse.

Saljan still doesn't know what Nefarian is thinking.

You say he touches the fish, the black dragon crown prince will come up with some slapstick operations from time to time.

But you say he's diligent, and most of the time he sits in his lair and doesn't come out.

In the words of the barrage, Nefarian has been frantically trying to get on the verge of being beaten, and he can't see how much enthusiasm he has to complete the mission delivered by Deathwing.

Due to Onexia's defection, the task that was supposed to be her responsibility was handed over by Nefarian to another female black dragon.

But the one he sent out on the mission was a sassy idiot with a poor brain and a feeling too good about himself.

The perfunctory meaning is simply beyond words.

To be sure, Ratania is no waste, and throwing her on the battlefield as a pioneer will certainly make a good difference.

But is Ratania really fit to be a spy who sows discord?

The answer is no, as can be seen from the way she made the noble circle of the Storm Kingdom a miasma.

When Onexia was there, the nobles would often come to her door for advice, and she looked like a noble leader.

After Ratania took his place, there was still a steady stream of visitors to the Count's Court, but they came with a completely different intention than before.

'Nefarian, is this guy loyal or traitor?' I can't see through it. ’

Throughout the feast, Valera and Stella Gosa stayed by Sarren's side, but Ratania didn't find the slightest chance to get close to Sarren.

Ratania's temper was not good, and after being targeted for more than an hour, her face became more and more ugly.

If it weren't for the hidden mission delivered by Nefarian, she would have exploded on the spot.

"Almost."

Onexia, who was hiding in the shadows and watching the whole time, used the soul link to silently give instructions to the three of them.

"It's time, find an excuse to lure that idiot to the back garden of the Duke's Palace, Stella Gossa and you prepare the enchantment first."

Saljan's eyes flickered slightly, and he raised his glass to Boval.

"It's too noisy here, let's talk about it in a quieter place."

Bolval's eyes lit up, and he was about to invite Salam to his study.

Valera interjected at this time and proposed: "It just so happens that I want to see the gardens of the Duke's Palace, I wonder if the Duke of Fotagen is willing to introduce one or two?" ”

Boval paused for a moment, as if he had seen something in Valilla's and Sarren's attitudes, and hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.

"Of course, please come with me."

Seeing the four of them move towards the garden, a cold light flashed in Ratania's eyes, and she turned her gaze to glance at the butler man behind her.

"Just a prey, don't want to escape from me."

……

As the highest-ranking meritorious duke in the aristocratic circle of the Stormwind Kingdom, the garden of the Duke of Vortagan's Mansion covers a very large area, and the garden is full of colorful flowers, and the garden is filled with bursts of fragrance.

Confirming that no one was following him, Bolval retracted his formulaic smile and solemnly confirmed to Sarren: "Count Deepshadow, it's safe here, please speak up if you have something to say." ”

"Safe?"

Sarjan smiled noncommittally: "Duke Vortagen, your definition of security doesn't seem to be accurate, please don't be impatient, the show is about to begin." ”

"Da~"

The sound of footsteps suddenly appeared behind him, and the corners of Boval's eyebrows twitched, and he had just boasted about his safety in Haikou, but he was slapped in the face in less than 10 seconds.

Bowval turned his head with an ugly face, and was surprised to find that it was actually Countess Presto and her chief butler who had concealed his perception of the garden.

"Countess Presto, you are ......"

A strange smile appeared on Ratania's face: "Duke Vortagen, please sleep for a while, when you wake up, you won't remember anything." ”

The shadow of the black-haired butler behind Ratania flickered, appearing beside Berval before he could react.

"Bang!"

Prepared, Sarian raised his hand and punched the taciturn butler.

Although Saljan staggered back a few steps by the force of the opponent's hand, it finally gave Bolval a little time to react, and he immediately dodged back vigilantly.

"Hiss~"

Saljan, who was in severe pain in his hands, shook his hands and grinned: "Duke Fotagen, hasn't anyone in the Stormwind Kingdom suspected that Countess Presto's temperament has changed drastically?" ”

Latania, who was waiting to watch the play, had a gloomy expression, and she finally realized that her false identity had already been exposed.

"Heh~"

Now that it's already a goof, Ratania doesn't bother to play it again.

With her hands crossed in front of her chest, Ratania stared at Saray and the others with her chin raised arrogantly.

"Since you've noticed the clues, then don't blame me for being strong."

"Lutabian, take them."

The black-haired butler changed his previous wooden demeanor and glared at Ratania with displeasure.

"You're not qualified to command me, mind your own business."

Although the attitude is terrible, the male black dragon named Lutabian is very fast.

Dressed in a tuxedo, Bolvar had just assumed a fighting stance, and he once again teleported behind Bolval with his speed and raised his hand to try to stun him.

"Boom!"

Once again, Salian stopped Lutabian's attempt, and this time, he was not knocked back by the dragonman's transformation, but his body shook in place.

Taking advantage of Lutabian's look of surprise, Valera quickly ripped off her complicated gown, revealing a tight black power suit underneath.

"Boom!"

Quelcella's changing dagger stabbed Lutabian in the back of the heart, and there was a crushing sound of gold and iron.

Valeera's face changed, and without waiting for Lutabian to fight back, she took two steps back nimbly.

Seeing that the situation was different from what she expected, Ratania frowned and lowered her hands, intending to personally intervene in the battle.

"Stupid, just the four of you trying to defeat us?"

"Four?"

Sarjan, who was covered in dragon scales, smiled meaningfully: "No, no, it's not four. ”

"Whew!"

When Ratania realizes the danger and returns to her dragon form, a black dragon larger than her suddenly descends from the sky, claws against the back of her head, and presses Latalia to the ground.

"Slut! You didn't think I'd come back! ”

Ratania struggled with rage, and she could hear who the familiar voice was coming from.

"Onexia! How dare you traitor appear here! ”

"Traitor? Ha! You're traitors to the dragons! ”

Onexia grabbed Ratania by the neck and slammed a large black dragon into the ground like a sandbag.

On the other side, Sarren, Valeera, and Stella Gosa were not idle.

"Gravity Imprisonment!"

Stellagossa temporarily confined Lutabian, who was about to transform back into dragon form, and the triple gravity made it difficult for him to move freely.

Sarian waved his hand and motioned for Bolval to withdraw from the battlefield first: "Your Excellency Duke, go and prepare your equipment, leave it to us first." ”

"Boom!"

The warsword of Valagaar, which had shrunk in a circle, was pulled out of its scabbard by Sarean at the same time, and it was crossed in front of him.

"Come on, let me see how strong the mad dogs raised by Deathwing are."