Chapter 311 3. The Darkness Spreads

"A rapacious mob! Despicable maggots! Disgusting rats!"

The chubby Sir Soma sat in his carriage, cursing the workers who kept getting him into trouble.

The Stonemason Brotherhood marched more and more frequently in Stormwind City, especially 3 days ago, when the countess of the Prestor family went to the City Planning Office to talk to the leaders of the workers, a great nobleman publicly stood On the workers' side, this news immediately made the workers more confident.

And Sir Soma is also very clear that because of the scandal of wage arrears, the civilians in the entire Elwynn Forest are very sympathetic to what happened to the Brotherhood of Masons. , the stonemasons deserve their own pay.

This also made Sir Soma's situation more and more difficult. Yesterday, the powerful Duke Bolvar appeared in the city hall and ordered Sir Soma to appease the workers as quickly as possible. Let the jazz is like being roasted on the fire.

A year ago, the united nobles took over the contract of the Mason Brotherhood from the royal family in high spirits. At that time, everyone did not realize that this matter that should have raised the status of the major families would cause trouble. Today's level.

It is true that these naive little nobles miscalculated the terrible manpower and material resources that a large project would cost, but on the other hand, Sir Soma always believed that this was actually thrown by the royal family in order to throw away the heavy burden. The bait, and himself and his friends were the victims of the foolishness of swallowing the poisoned bait!

"I shouldn't have taken this hot potato in the first place!"

Sir Soma complained incessantly. His family is a noble family that has been passed down by the Stormwind Kingdom for 200 years, and it is considered the backbone of the kingdom in front of him. It has been passed down to Sir Soma's generation. The chubby Sir wants to continue the rebuilding of Stormwind City. With every opportunity, he ascended to a higher position in one fell swoop, but missed the opportunity. Now he saw that the entire Soma family was about to be defeated by him.

So even if he didn't want to, he had to approach the Countess Prestor's mansion humbly today, and ask the Countess, who was sitting on the wealth of a country, to lend a helping hand.

Although Katarina dedicates Alterac to the empire as the kingship ruled by the emperor, as the lord who originally had the right to inherit, she can collect 5% of the taxes in Alterac every year as a pension for His Majesty the Emperor. This is an unimaginable amount of wealth for ordinary people, and before the mysterious Lord Prestor disappeared, he also left her a rich inheritance.

So now guessing the wealth of this young, beautiful and wealthy countess has become an entertainment for mainstream nobles in their spare time. At first, many nobles who were overwhelmed tried to hook up with this countess, but Soon, the scandal between Countess Katerina and Duke Bolvar made all the bees and butterflies disappear suddenly, at least in the Kingdom of Stormwind, no one would provoke a top dignitary because of their desire for the lower body.

You have to know that in today's Stormwind City, Duke Bolvar Fordragon is behind the scenes, but he has the title of "Regent".

"Follow me, Sir Soma."

Palina, the head maid who just joined the Prestor family, led the way with an attitude of superficial respect but inner coldness. Sir Soma could feel the gleam in the eyes of the former head maid of the royal family. He felt disgusted, which made him feel humiliated, but now the form is stronger than people, and he heard that the head maid is very trusted by the Countess, so he can only endure this humiliation.

This is the first time I came to the residence of Countess Katerina, the mansion bestowed by His Majesty Varian has been completely decorated, the coat of arms representing the Prestor family is hung on the wall, and the floor tiles under the feet The carpet is like a mirror, and there is a luxurious carpet. Sir Soma can tell at a glance that this carpet is made by the high elves, and it is already a real work of art.

And on the eaves, the wide red silk hanging on both sides, together with the elaborately carved colorful glass of the scriptures of the Holy Light, make this hall look like a real palace.

It seems that the rumor that the countess is so rich is not groundless.

"Come in, the mistress is waiting for you."

The head maid led Sir to a living room on the second floor, and then turned around to do his own business. Sir Soma went to the full-length mirror, straightened his clothes, took out a handkerchief, and wiped his forehead With sweat on his face, he opened the door.

At a glance, he saw the countess reading by the fireplace in the living room with completely different decoration styles, sitting on a velvet chair, just the background, as beautiful as a picture scroll, but the countess was not the only one in this room.

In front of Sir Soma, there stood a tall human being wearing a black dress. He was strong and exuded a sturdy air, and his cold eyes were like steel knives. I was so frightened, and beside the countess, there was another elf, who looked very old, with gray hair and wrinkled face.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Jazz can always smell a smell of fireworks from this elf.

"Ms. Katerina, I'm sorry to bother you. I'm here today to ask..."

The Sir spoke in a humble tone, but before he finished speaking, he raised his head and saw the eyes of the countess. In the eyes that should have been black, there were yellow snake pupils shining, like some kind of ...some kind of more terrifying behemoth.

Sir Soma's shaggy hair was turned upside down, he took a step back subconsciously, just about to scream, but a special power emanated from those eyes, and soon, the fat Sir's spirit became confused.

"Do you want to ask for help? You can...but remember, Soma, the majesty of the royal family cannot be desecrated! When the empire was first established, any citizen should contribute their strength to improve the image of the Stormwind Kingdom, Instead of discrediting the image of the country because of selfishness!"

The countess said in a charming and hoarse voice:

"For those rebels who resisted the strict authority of the king, you, as the knight of the kingdom, should shoulder your sacred mission... Don't compromise with them. Common people are born to obey the leadership of the nobles. Remember, you are serving the king. You must Be tougher!"

Sir Soma's eyes shone with chaotic light, his will was falling little by little, his fragile mind could not stop the harassment of an adult black dragon at all, and the remaining rationality made him say with difficulty:

"But...but they will fight...the blood will be shed, things will get bad...the king, the king will not stand by us, he...he is too merciful..."

"You don't need to worry about this, Sir Soma, you just need to know that you are loyal to His Majesty the King."

Countess Katerina reached out and brushed her smooth black hair, she said softly:

"The king will see your loyalty and your sacrifice. At that time, he will know who is his trustworthy person and who is his real enemy... You will become a great man, King's Guardian! I believe, and I have seen that future!"

"Go, Sir Soma, do what you have to do, His Majesty the King will be on your side in the end."

The light of reason in Sir Soma's eyes completely disappeared, he nodded, his fat face seemed to be enveloped by a sacred mission, and he said in a deep voice:

"The rebellion of the mob is doomed to fail! I will protect my country and my king! Even if I give everything!"

"very good..."

Countess Katerina's eyes slowly turned back to black pupils. She rang the bell, and the loyal head maid soon appeared at the door of the reception room. The countess said to her:

"Sir Soma has realized that his policy is wrong, and he asked me for help, so Palina, you take Sir, take my seal, go to the bank to withdraw 50,000 gold coins, this should temporarily calm the anger of the workers ...I hope to see this matter resolved perfectly, and this is the only contribution I can make to the country."

"You are very kind, mistress."

The head maid took a deep breath, and leaned slightly towards the countess: "The workers should thank you, you have paid too much for the end of this long farce."

"Stop flattering me, Pallina."

Katerina started to read her book again, she shook her hand and asked softly:

"I just did some trivial work."

Behind her, the head maid quickly led Sir Soma out of the room, and after the reception room was slowly closed, small dark bats reappeared in this Gilnean-style room. Those bats Gathering and dispersing quickly, they quickly gathered into a short identity. The dwarf vampire sat opposite the countess, looking at this "conscientious" noble with admiring eyes.

"A trivial job? What a terrific sarcasm."

Ella giggled with her stomach in her arms, and rolled around on the luxurious sofa like a comic actor, but the countess didn't even look at her, and seemed to focus all her attention on the book in front of her .

"Are you here just to laugh at me? Humble dwarf, maybe you represent a powerful force, but you are not that powerful."

Katerina said softly:

"You have to learn, be humble!"

"Humility? What is that? His Majesty Tyrion never taught me what humility is!"

Ella bared her teeth, and the sharp canine teeth shone with a strange light. She stared at Katerina and said in a deep voice:

"The gunpowder has been buried, and it will blow up everything soon. We need you to guide the nobles of the kingdom to focus all their attention on this matter! The bigger the trouble, the better, in the shadow of the flames , the darkness is marching! Soon, soon you won't need to hide anymore."

The dwarf's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he stood by the countess' wine cabinet. She took out a bottle of good wine and looked back at Katerina:

"How about the strength of Olician and Mister Deathstroke? Are you satisfied?"

"I really want to ask."

The countess raised her head and glanced at the silent and sturdy black-haired bodyguard: "Mr. Deathstroke is a skull dragon, and the undead dragon can no longer transform, so how did you make it regain the ability to change? And Olician, What the hell did you do to him?"

"Googling"

The dwarf first took a big gulp of wine, pouted, frowned and savored the taste of her mouth, then threw the remaining wine into the burning fireplace with a look of disgust, and cursed unluckily:

"Damn it! The bland taste is disgusting... It's better to drink blood, as for what we did? It's very simple!"

The figure of the dwarf vampire disappeared from the shadows again, and appeared on Olician's shoulder. She sat there with her legs crossed, and said triumphantly:

"Mr. Deathstroke's ability to change comes from the Arch Lich Khadgar, a genius of magic. I'm not surprised he can do anything. As for the Black Dragon Warrior...we pulled out his tongue and injected him with Frankly speaking, many people were surprised that this warrior was able to come out of Mister Khadgar's experiment alive."

Ella glanced at the Black Dragon Princess with malicious eyes, and she said softly:

"Since he deserves to die, let him continue to live, but I want to warn you in advance, don't play some exciting tricks with him, if he loses control, you will be finished... And from you From the moment you join Dark Blade, your body doesn't belong to you anymore! Keep it well, it will always come in handy."

"hum"

The figure of the dwarf vampire turned into a group of little black bats, and suddenly disappeared into the shadow of the room. Until the last moment, her mocking voice still rang in Onyxia's ears:

"Concentrate, ma'am~ The book in your hand is upside down, you frightened little poor~ By the way, His Majesty Tyrion asked me to bring you some "good things", which can make your power quickly To grow and bring out the potential within you...this is a gift, don't say no!"

The countess suddenly lowered her head, and sure enough, the book she was holding to hide her emotions was upside down... This made her very ugly, but when the eyes of the black dragon princess fell on the former black dragon warrior Olyssian At that moment, Onyxia shuddered suddenly seeing Olician's expression as cold as a stone carving.

She began to feel that cooperating rashly with Tyrion seemed... not the right choice.

"Ahem, ma'am, it's time to drink the medicine."

An old and dry voice sounded behind Onyxia. When she raised her head, she saw the old elf who had transformed into a bone dragon walking towards her holding a gleaming scarlet potion. This strange scene made her Onyxia stood up abruptly, but behind her, the black dragon warrior Olician indifferently held down the body of the black dragon princess with both hands.

"What's that? Deathstroke! Get away from me and go away! I won't drink!"

"Hehe, this is the potion prepared by the blood of the Dragon King. It is extremely precious. This is the reward paid in advance by His Majesty Tyrion. Believe me, you will not want to refuse it."

"Don't come here! Don't come here! Uh...let me go! Olyssian, I order you, let me go! Ahhh..."

"...Googling..."