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Chapter 466 Where did the Countess Prestor come from?

The inexperienced young king played a game with a group of old and cunning noble foxes. Even with the assistance of nobles loyal to the royal family such as the Duke of Fordragon, it would not be so easy for King Varian to straighten out the chaos in the country.

The Kingdom of Stormwind is not a hostile country to Quel'Thalas. Backlighting Blade is very busy with work, and it is impossible to allocate a large number of people to station in Stormwind City for a long time. Most of the time, the responsibility for inquiring information is held by the embassy headed by Lorian.

But this leads to a problem.

Lorian Sunshade is a professional diplomat, not a spy.

Most of the information he could hear was on the surface, and he didn't know much about the undercurrent hidden behind the Kingdom of Stormwind.

Recently, Backlight Blade has focused its energy on Northrend, and Quel'Thalas has not received any important information related to the Kingdom of Stormwind. Sharlayan thought that this country that was waiting to be rebuilt has always been calm.

But when he came to Stormwind City to observe it himself, Sharlayan realized that this was not the case.

"Ambassador Lorian, does King Varian rarely attend banquets in public?"

Ambassador Lorian Sunshade is a male high elf with a dignified appearance and a dignified bearing. He has been in charge of diplomatic work for more than 300 years and has very rich experience.

Although he didn't know much about the espionage process, with his keen sense of smell cultivated through years of diplomacy, Lorian vaguely noticed the discordant rhythm of the Stormwind Kingdom, and even had some understanding of the origin of this rhythm.

"Indeed."

Lorian said thoughtfully: "King Varian Wrynn is a typical pragmatist. He doesn't like red tape, and he rarely wastes time attending extravagant noble banquets that have no practical significance."

"His overly pragmatic style makes those aristocrats who like to pay attention to ostentation and decency feel dissatisfied. The aristocratic circle often makes fun of King Varian in private, thinking that he doesn't understand style and doesn't know how to enjoy life."

Sharlayan was not surprised by this. Varian was determined to do practical things, and wanted to redevelop the once-destroyed Stormwind Kingdom into a powerful human nation, in order to comfort his father, Ryan Wrynn, who died young.

Because his father Ryan was betrayed and assassinated by the half-orc Garona, Varian's view of orcs was very similar to that of Daelin, and he believed that dead orcs were good orcs.

However, the human "traditional" nobles headed by Terenas only regard the orcs as political chips. They find it difficult to understand and cannot accept Varian and Daelin's behavior of wasting chips.

Since it is the closest to the ruins of the Dark Portal, most of the logistics resources of the Fortress stationed in the Blasted Lands are provided by the Kingdom of Stormwind, and Lordaeron, far to the north, only provides verbal support.

In Terenas' view, the Dark Portal has been blown up from the side of Draenor, and there is no need to continue to maintain the daily expenses of Keepwatch Fort.

But Varian, who has always been wary of the Dark Portal, was willing to give it, and Terenas was happy to play dumb, anyway, it wasn't him who gave the supplies.

During the period when the Kingdom of Stormwind was destroyed, the nobles of the Kingdom of Stormwind, including Varian, all lived in the Royal City of Lordaeron, and were inevitably affected by Lordaeron's political views.

Sharlayan dared to assure Lorian's Tintin that the nobles of the Kingdom of Stormwind definitely had nails planted by Terenas.

From time to time, they will play a loop in Varian's back, slow down the progress of the restoration of the Stormwind Kingdom, and ensure that Lordaeron can always stand at the apex of the human kingdoms.

[Lorian:? ? ? 】

[Gan! Don't you have one yourself? Why take mine as a guarantee. 】

Of course, Lorian didn't know what Sharlayan was thinking. He still dutifully described the various incidents he encountered during his tenure as an ambassador in the Kingdom of Stormwind.

"etc!"

When Lorian mentioned the nominal noble leader of the Stormwind Kingdom, Sharlayan was a little distracted before he could react, but Valeera and Stellagosa stopped in astonishment.

Valeera: "What did you say was the name of the nominal noble leader?"

"Huh?" Lorian scratched his cheek in confusion: "Countess Prestor, what's the problem?"

Sharlayan: "???"

Sharlayan, who came back to his senses, exchanged glances with Valeera and Little Xingxing, and the three showed question marks at the same time.

After receiving Sharlayan's instructions, Little Star consciously opened an ultra-small teleportation hole.

"Crooked, are you there?"

...

The last time they went to Northrend, Sharlayan and Stellagosa were bored waiting for reinforcements to arrive.

Under the guidance of the inspiration provided by the barrage, the two collaborated to open up an epoch-making long-distance contact spell, which was dubbed a magical phone call by netizens in other worlds.

This brand-new remote communication method requires the user to be proficient in space spells, and both parties need to join the soul link channel transformed by Sharlayan.

Once the above two conditions are met, they can use the space teleportation ability to communicate at any time even when they are thousands of miles apart.

Space teleportation spells are quite demanding. The farther the teleportation distance is and the greater the mass of the teleportation object, the more magic power will be consumed.

Stellagosa couldn't teleport herself directly from the Stormwind Kingdom to Dragonblight, but she could open a small hole in space and only transmit the sound to someone fishing in the Obsidian Holy Land through the soul link connected to each other.

"ah?"

Onyxia's stunned voice came from the other side of the space hole.

"Stellagosa?"

"It's me, we have something to ask you."

Onyxia sensed something important was happening through Little Xingxing's dignified attitude, and urged her to ask with great interest, "What's the matter? Tell me and let me have a good time."

"Happy..."

Sharlayan ticked the corner of his mouth, and suddenly interjected to Onyxia, "This news is indeed worth admiring."

"We are in Stormwind City, and we accidentally learned that a woman named Countess Prestor is stirring up troubles in this country."

"……ha?!"

Onyxia froze for a few seconds before amplifying her voice and screaming.

"What the hell am I..."

Princess Heilong roared angrily, "Who is it! How dare you use my alias!"

Countess Katarina Prestor, the human alias used by Onyxia during her insidious days in the Kingdom of Stormwind.

According to Onyxia's setting, Lady Prestor entered Draenor with the Alliance Expeditionary Force, and stayed in that barren world because of the sudden closure of the Dark Portal, and there has been no news since then.

However, the development of the situation is very different from Onyxia's expectation.

According to Ambassador Lorian, the Countess of Prestor returned to Stormwind City the year before last. It is said that due to delays for some reason, she was unable to enter the world opposite the Dark Portal with the expeditionary force.

Before Onyxia abandoned this vest, Countess Prestor was the leader of the hedonistic nobles in the Kingdom of Stormwind.

This imposter naturally inherited this identity and continued to stir up wind and rain in the Stormwind Kingdom. Her shadow can be seen behind many things that are against the king.

Judging from Onyxia's furious attitude, this matter obviously has nothing to do with her.

Taking advantage of Stellagosa and Valeera's kind words to appease the furious Black Dragon Princess, Salayan frowned and fell into deep thought.

"If it has nothing to do with Onyxia, then behind this false Countess of Prestor is..."

black dragon.

Not the black dragons of Onyxia and Sinestra, but Nefarian's subordinates entrenched in Blackstone Mountain.

It is rare for the black dragon to leave a well-known official identity in the human kingdom, so it would be a pity to give up like this.

Salayan speculated that Nefarian should have sent another female black dragon to replace Onyxia's human incarnation, and continue to maintain the black dragon's control over the Stormwind Kingdom.

Onyxia herself is an expert in political struggles and conspiracies, even without Sharlayan's analysis, she can quickly figure out the key points.

"tnnd!"

The more Onyxia thought about it, the more angry she became. Why did the vest that my mother worked so hard for fall into the hands of Nefarian?

"This is mine! As long as I don't give it to him, he can't take it!"

Onyxia said on the spot that she was going to report to Dragon Rest Temple, and asked Zhan Wuzang to activate the transmission device to send her directly to Stormwind City.

Sarayan supports this.

The confrontation between the real and the fake Countess Prestor should be very interesting, and it happened that he could also use Countess Prestor's network to find out the latest whereabouts of the pandaren.

Under the instruction of Sarlayan, Little Xingxing prepared the transmission coordinates in the embassy in advance.

Onyxia, who was angry in her heart, immediately started to act.

She rushed to Wyrmrest Temple overnight, and told Alexstrasza who was sitting on the top of the tower the ins and outs of the incident, and successfully obtained the permission of the Red Dragon Queen.

Under the operation of Kalecgos, Lyonyxia, who was thousands of miles away from Stormwind City, directly sent the coordinates provided by Stellagosa to the Quel'Thalas embassy in Stormwind City.

"Where are people?!"

As soon as she walked out of the portal, Onyxia immediately rolled up her sleeves and prepared to beat someone up.

"I want to see, which little bitch dares to replace my vest!"

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