There is no naturally chaotic race in this world, and there are no creatures with bad natures, when each life is born, it is like a blank piece of paper, allowing the world to paint on this blank paper, different experiences have shaped different personalities and shaped different destinies, and the black dragon princess Onexia, who should be noble, is a very straightforward example.

After the source of the bloodline embraced the insane ancient gods, all the newly born black dragons were no longer pure, and in those 10,000 years ago, the fallen guardian of the earth, Netsario, also known as Deathwing, took the dragon's soul and wreaked havoc on the army of guardian dragons, but the blood and power of the burning magma in its body also tore its body, making it hideous and crazy.

It needed a way to vent, so in that extreme tearing pain, it forced all its mates to mate with it, but every female dragon was tormented by it in pain, and only the dragon mother Cinetra, who was as powerful as Deathwing, persevered, and it was not her love for Nesario that made the Mother of Dragons last until the end, the Mother of Dragons knew very well that her husband was dead, and that Nessario was already dead the moment she received the power of the Elder Gods.

Covered in scars and torn flesh, the Mother Dragons carefully watched over her children in the shadow of Deathwing, but most of these hatched black dragon hatchlings were still killed by the mad Deathwing, except for a few lucky ones who escaped from the hellish abyss with the help of their mothers.

Onexia is one of them, her nature may not be bad, but there is a dark and crazy veil of Deathwing's bloodline in her body, and she longs to see all beings fall and the world burn, although most of the time, she can control this urge very well, unlike her brother who is drowning in the desire for destruction.

But now, incarnate Caterina. Lady Onexia, Countess of Presto, has a new trouble, and in a sense more threatening than her brother and father, in addition to her own mad father and mad brother.

Watching the dwarf vampire disappear into a flying black bat, Caterina's face was extremely gloomy, and it was clear that Tyrion, who had humiliated her. The Dawnblade once again set its eyes on her.

She gritted her teeth and thought of various ways to fight back, but in the end, she reached out and picked up the letter on the table in front of her.

She lacks strength... After seeing the tip of the iceberg of the Darkblade Knights commanded by Tyrion, the Black Dragon Princess knew very well that she did not have the ability and qualifications to turn her face head-on with Tyrion now.

The letter was written in the Salas language used by the High Elves, in a feminine handwriting that seemed to have been written by a woman.

"My dear niece, long time no see, I heard that you had a great time in the Stormwind Kingdom and were very popular, oh, and besides, I liked the black demonic dress you wore at the ceremony at Riptide Castle..."

The first sentence at the beginning made Onexia frightened, this sentence revealed a terrible news, at the founding ceremony of the Holy Arathor Empire, there must be an eye of necromancer, or worse, Tyrion was hidden among the nobles who watched the ceremony, but no one, including the most powerful paladins and priests in the human race, found him!

Thinking of this, Onexia's neck felt a slight cold, and she put away her chaotic thoughts, forced herself to calm down, and continued to look down.

"I have a plan for the Stormwind Kingdom, and it has already begun to be implemented, I want to tell you, don't try to stop it, if you don't want to be crushed by the necromancy, in fact I want you to join me, my dear niece, just as I promised you, after this matter is over, you will no longer have to worry about threats from your crazy brother."

"Also, do you want to be the savior of the Stormwind Kingdom? Do you want to take control of a human kingdom with your own hands? Do you want countless humans to kneel at your feet, charge into battle at your commands, and revelry with your joy? You see, you can actually live a whole life in another way, instead of being like a mouse, hiding in some corner of the world. ”

"I might as well just say it directly, the Black Dragon is threatened by the Four Guardian Dragon Legions, because of the mistakes your father made, but as long as you join us, I can guarantee that at least the Bronze Dragon Legion will not trouble you again..."

Seeing this, the corners of Onexia's mouth twitched, she was a little reluctant to believe Tyrion's promise, but reason told her that it might be true, she took a deep breath and continued to read the next part.

"The Dark Age I have set off is coming, either join me or become my enemy, Onexia, I leave the choice in your hands... If you're willing to be one of us, head to Room 13 on the third floor of the Golden Rose in the Stormwind business district, and I've got two of the best guards for you. ”

"Loyal Ella will be the contact between you and me, and she will relay new orders to you, my niece, don't use your brains... Look up at the sky, I'm looking at you. ”

The last sentence made Onexia subconsciously raise her head, only to see the top of the carved carriage, and the next moment, the letter in her hand suddenly turned into a cold crumb, quickly melting in her hand.

Countess Caterina's brow furrowed, and after thinking for a few minutes, she made up her mind and said to the groom in the carriage:

"Turn around and go for the gold roses!"

On the other side, just after Countess Caterina left, the expression of Van Cleef, the foreman with a touched face, became subtle, and he looked back at his worried friend Alex, who shook his head.

"Alex, do you believe the countess's promise?"

Van Cleef asked, and the architect Alex's expression was a little strange, but he nodded in the face of the question:

"Lady Caterina has a high reputation in Stormwind, and she is eager to help the commoners, so I would like to believe that she will help us, but the purpose is definitely not to ensure the majesty of the king, and I have long seen through the faces of these nobles... She should have her own purpose, but it's hard to say for what, I'd rather believe that she was trying to bring down Sir Soma's men, maybe for political reasons. ”

"And even if she's willing to help, it may be a little too late."

Van Cleef rubbed his forehead, sat back on the edge of his chair, and whispered:

"Sir Soma and the nobles have mobilized their private soldiers to threaten our guilds in Mooncreek and Shining Gold, and these nobles are even more shameless than bandits! We have to protect our members, our relatives. ”

"Bang Bang Bang"

As soon as Van Cleef's words fell, there was a knock on the back door of the urban planning hall, and Van Cleef took a few steps forward with quick steps and asked through the door:

"Who?"

"It's me! Willy in black, open the door, big foreman, I have some news for you! ”

Van Cleeff opened the door, and a lewd fellow in a black smock walked into the hall, his eyes rolled flexibly, and a strange smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and said to Van Cleef:

"Who is that beautiful woman who just left? Oh my God, she's so beautiful and has such a great figure! ”

"Don't ask!"

Van Cleef shook his head, poured Willy a glass of wine, and asked in a low voice:

"What the hell is going on?"

"Well, that's right, Boss."

Grand Foreman Van Cleeff fought in the Orc Wars and became the leader of the Stonemason Brotherhood in the Stormwind Kingdom after the war, and he was highly respected among the workers, and many members who had previously engaged in lawless activities preferred to call him "The Boss", although Van Cleef himself did not like the slightly reckless name.

Willy's expression in black was a little gloomy, and he whispered:

"I just came back from the Valley of Thorns by boat, boss, you asked me to contact the goblins of the venture capital company, but what I want to say is that the power of the venture capital company has been cleared in Treasure Bay, and there seems to be a great purge there, although it is still as lively as before, but the number of guards there has increased a lot, so many merchants are reluctant to sell dangerous goods to us during this period."

"Ah, that's bad."

Van Cleef sighed:

"The private soldiers of the nobles will come at any time, and there are not enough weapons, so should we let our brothers resist them with a forging hammer?"

"Listen to me, Van Cleve, I don't agree with this risky move."

Architect Alex advised:

"We can ask for the help of the local sheriff, Sir Soma is not yet to the point of covering the sky with one hand, and buying and selling dangerous goods without permission, once discovered, the people will not sympathize with us, this is very risky, you also heard the persuasion of Count Caterina just now, at this time, let the conflict intensify, the result will be very bad."

"You don't understand, Alex!"

Van Cleve's tone became a little lower:

"You haven't seen the ugly faces of those nobles, on the battlefield at that time, my brothers and I fought desperately to capture an orc outpost, we should have been given military merits, but in the end all the honor was robbed by the children of the nobles who gilded the battlefield, and they only gave us a paltry 100 gold coins... Listen to me, King Varian is indeed a good king, but his throne is too high for him to see the shadow under the throne, and we can't hope for anyone else. ”

"Uh, Boss, listen to me!"

Seeing the two bosses arguing, Willy in black hurriedly raised his hand and said:

"Although the venture capital company is gone, before I left, I was approached by some special goblins who offered to help us and sold us muskets and gunpowder, but they asked for a high price, but they also said that they could mortgage other things, such as the mines in Yuexi Town."

"Huh? Another gang of goblins? ”

Van Cleef frowned: "What kind of force are they?" ”

Black-clothed Willy scratched his head: "It seems to be called the Dark Blade Consortium, they are very generous, and they are even willing to provide us with some of the latest "chemical weapons" or mercenary services, uh, I don't know what that means, but it sounds very powerful." ”

"Wait, you're saying they're willing to provide mercenary services?"

Van Cleef, who had been on the battlefield, of course understood what mercenaries meant, he rubbed his chin, and after a moment, he nodded:

"Willy, you go to Treasure Cove again, find that Darkblade Consortium, and say that we are willing to use one-tenth of the mine's property as collateral, and we need 200 mercenaries to protect our association and members! If we can, get another batch of weapons, we need to be fully prepared! ”

"Got it, boss, I'll go."

Willy, who was dressed in black, drank another glass of wine and hurriedly left the city planning hall.

The Brotherhood of Masons is a very united organization, the members are all from the common class, everyone helps each other, especially with a qualified leader like Van Cleeff, who is willing to take responsibility, and in the face of being bullied by the nobles, all the members seem to be twisted into a rope.

"What about you? Van Cleef? ”

Still a little worried, Alex looked at his best friend with whom he had grown up and asked, "Are you going to help our members?" ”

"No, I'm staying in Stormwind!"

Van Cleef turned to Alex and said:

"I will not leave here until this is over, I will continue to fight until all my brothers are paid enough, and I will let the nobles know that we will not succumb to their coercion! The orcs didn't defeat me, and neither can they! ”

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