When the player-controlled footman enters the Shadow Realm, the Marquis of Stradama of the Withered Secret Courtyard and the Marquis of Akalek of the Sharp Eye Secret Courtyard have already received their lunch boxes and exited.

The difference is that the Marquis of Akarak is truly dead and not even a scum, while Stradama has lost his original body and has been transformed into a shapeable ooze monster by the plague.

One thing to say, seeing Stradama's original peerless appearance with her own eyes, Sarean thought that the way to survive was worse for her than death.

Even when she was recuperating in bed, the Marquis Stradama had obviously dressed up before entertaining foreign guests, which shows her love for beauty.

If you let her know that she is going to turn into an ugly ooze monster on some alternate plane...... I'm afraid she'd rather die a little more simply.

Unlike the defenselessness of the original history, Stradama raised his guard after negotiating with Akarek and Kexes.

When the bribed baron suddenly defected, Stradama made a dodge move at the limit, not being hit head-on by the new plague she had researched with her own hands, but only being brushed to the edge.

Even so, this powerful plague, which was specifically designed to target the demigods, took a toll on her.

Salajan boldly guessed that Stradama's legs hidden under the quilt were not very good-looking.

If you want to completely heal the injury, it will be at least a month, not a day or two.

Sarren, himself a member of the aristocratic class, was well aware of the impoliteness of this way of sitting on the bed.

Stradama was the queen of the world during her lifetime, at the pinnacle of all the nobility, and she had no reason not to know about these etiquette issues, and would only entertain guests in such a rude way as a last resort.

Salian didn't ask much insightfully, and bowed to the Marquis of Stradama with the standard aristocratic etiquette.

"It is an honour to be received by you, Honorable Marquis Stradama."

"I am Sarjan Shadow from Azeroth, entrusted by the Winter Queen and her eldest daughter Gristia to Mardroxus in search of clues to the disappearance of the Master."

Since the destruction of his hometown and the entry of his soul into the Shadow Realm, Stradamar has not met a true nobleman for a long time, except for the strange-looking Winsil of Ravenders.

Sarjan's extremely standard aristocratic style made her eyes shine, and she looked at Sarjan's handsome face with admiration.

"Mr. Sarjan Shadow, don't be polite, I've heard from Kaxus and Akalek about your intentions, come, sit down and talk about it."

In Quel'Salas, where there are many rules, Salian considers himself a half-nobleman, and he has always been despised by the great nobles with a long history.

But the time spent learning aristocratic etiquette with my father since I was a child was not wasted after all, at least on the surface, it was quite like that.

From Stradama's gestures, Sarayan can see the elegance that has experienced the precipitation of history, but it is different from the aristocratic etiquette of Quel'Salas in details.

Fortunately, Stradama didn't play the aristocratic riddle trick of you test me, I test you in circles.

After living in Madroxus for many years, she has long been accustomed to the straightforward style of the local reckless men, who ask directly about the situation outside.

Saryan breathed a sigh of relief, and took over the topic and replied: "The progress of the rebels' advance is not smooth, and the support given to them by the Creation Secret Academy is relatively weak, so they should have borne too much pressure on the battlefield and can't spare extra manpower to fight on two fronts. ”

"Heh~"

Stradama hooked the corners of his mouth with a smile: "Caixus has already gone out himself, and it will be difficult for Gamar's stupid pig to stop him even if he tries his best." ”

"I'm more curious about who gave him the courage to divide his troops at this juncture."

"It was precisely because of this habitual thinking that I was injured by a traitor without any defense...... Hateful. ”

The two Marquis of the Blighted Vault discrepanced from the list provided by the Winter Queen.

Baron Tarkov, whom Saljan met in front of the castle gates, was a rising star, while another baron who betrayed Stradama had reigned for more than 500 years and had been a conscientious assistant to Stradama.

Even the veteran members of the withered secret academy did not expect that he would be bought by the Creation Secret Courtyard and the Ritual Secret Academy, and brazenly kill his own top boss.

When talking about the origins of this rebellion, Stradama's pretty face became a little gloomy.

"I asked myself why he chose to betray me, betray the withered secret institute that he has worked hard to build for more than 800 years?"

Sarjan shook his head and said, "I don't know the life of that Baron Yinsel, and according to logic, it should be Zovar and Denasius who made it difficult for him to refuse. ”

"It's hard to say no to ......"

The Marquis Stradama looked thoughtful, as if he had guessed something.

"Forget it, I'll think about that later...... It is imperative that the civil strife in the withered Secret Courtyard be quelled first, and rush to the front line as soon as possible to help the Soul Chosen Secret Academy. ”

Kessus and his Soul Chosen Secret Academy are indeed amazingly powerful, but before the main force of the withered Secret Academy can reach the front battlefield, the Soul Chosen Secret Academy will have to fight against the elite armies of the Creation Secret and the Ritual Secret Courtyard on their own.

It's not that you can't win, the main thing is that you will waste a lot of time and lose a lot of Madroxus soldiers in this internal conflict.

Denatius is happy to see this, and no matter which side wins, it will achieve his goal of weakening the overall strength of Madroxus and further strengthening Ravenders' position.

Due to the intelligence blockade of the Winter Queen and Gristiana, Denatius still does not know that his anti-bone behavior has been exposed, thinking that everything is still under his control.

Saljan wanted his confidence to last a little longer, so that he could continue to lay out in the Shadow Realm.

But Denasius is not a fool after all, but a qualified chess player.

Sarean guessed that he must have sensed something was wrong through the sudden turmoil at the Fort.

With the civil war raging in Madroxus and the Fortress of Ascension completely closed to the outside world, it is likely that he will send intelligence agents to the Blazing Blue Fairy Field to gather information.

Before leaving, Sarren gave the Night King a few tricks, which should be able to temporarily hold down Denasius's spies for a certain period of time, and buy as much time as possible.

Considering the chaos of the promotion to the fortress, Saljan has not much time to delay in Madroxus, and he must get rid of the Secret House of Creation as soon as possible.

As long as Gamar falls, Sindani, the wall-to-wall grass, will inevitably consciously re-align, and the civil war in Madroxus will soon be quelled.

Sarenan agrees with Stradama to put an end to the civil unrest in the Withering Vault as soon as possible, but he intends to put down the rebellion at the same time.

"Huh~"

Retrieve a large number of letters from the courier lich from the spatial parcel, and Salian hands them to the personal maid who serves at the bedside, who passes them on to the immobile Marquis Stradama.

"What is this?"

Stradama curiously flipped open the cover of these letters, and when she saw the inscription on the letter, her originally somewhat casual expression immediately became serious.

"Denatius? It's ......"

Sarjan nodded solemnly: "Coincidentally, on the way from the Sharp Eye Secret Courtyard to the Blighted Secret Courtyard, we happened to see a messenger under the command of Baron Stone of the Ritual Secret Courtyard connecting with a Wensil. ”

"After that, we followed all the way and found the secret laboratory that Baron Delmar had set up outside the Ritual Secret Courtyard."

"The messenger tried to convince Baron Dellama to change sides, but he was unsuccessful and was caught by us waiting for the rabbit."

"Through mind control, we get from him plenty of evidence of Baron Stone's covert collusion with Denatius."

"Hmph~"

Baron Stradama casually looked through the letters, and did not even need to look carefully at the contents, only to know that they were mountains of ironclad evidence.

"Very well, this gift came at the right time."

"Many of the people who followed Yinsel's rebellion were coerced without knowing the truth."

"I'd like to see if these people would continue to support his rebellion if they knew that Yosel's backs were the Shadow Realm's great sinner, Dvar."

"Hathaway!"

The black veiled personal maid bowed her head unhurriedly and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty, please command." ”

'Oh? ’

Through the title of this maid, Salian guessed that she should be a hardcore confidant who served by Stradama's side during her lifetime, and was recruited by Stradama to serve again after her death.

What surprised Saljan was not just her identity, but her strength, a maid whose combat power had reached the realm of legend.

Only the queens who once controlled the entire world, such as Aishara and Stradama, can have enough confidence to treat the legendary combat power as a handmaiden.

You mean, right? Ms. Vaschi.