Chapter 459: Of course it's fake

With an idea in mind, Leo decides to stop something.

Although he didn't know who deciphered the dragon language on the slate, he was sure of one thing, that is, the content on the slate would definitely be deciphered, because according to the trajectory of the original world, the identity of the Black Dragon Princess, Countess Presto, would be revealed after Varian returned to Stormwind, and the person who exposed it was Wendthor.

After knowing how to cast the magic spell that cracked Onexia's illusion through Xinaisaraya, Leo found a reason for himself to stop this matter with peace of mind, because the magic spell that cracked Onexia's illusion actually had to be cast at close range, and once it was cast, Onexia would change back into a dragon form, think about the scene at that time, the black dragon princess who was ruined by someone would definitely kill the caster right under her nose in anger, and it was a sure thing to be killed with Wendsol's strength.

I can only stop the plot of the firedemon Ragnaros by destroying this matter, but also save your life, but I can only express regret that you will not be a hero.

With such thoughts, Leo opened his mouth: "Marshal Wendsol, can you let me take a closer look at the slate in your hand?" ”

Hearing this, Windsol turned his head to Leo, and there was some confusion in the marshal's eyes, because he didn't know the young man at all, but Link reminded him in time.

"Marshal Wendsol, this is Marshal Leo of the Kingdom of Aratho."

Is this that Leo?

Windsor took a closer look at Leo and found that he had black hair and black eyes as he had been rumored, a trait that reminded him of a man named Kassanlana. The Woman of Presto.

Is Leo related to Presto?

Wendthor hesitated.

"You don't believe me?"

Leo snorted coldly, Wendsol's hesitation in his eyes, in fact, Leo also knew that the commonality between himself and Presto would be doubted, but he knew in his heart that he still made him very unhappy after really encountering it.

What kind of is going on among human beings.

Salgas. Anweimar snorted disdainfully and turned around and walked outside the house, the dwarven warrior was very troubled about the things inside the house, in his mind, no matter what, Leo had helped them a lot this time, without Araso's group of knights riding velociraptors trying to defend the Sadol Bridge, I don't know how many people would die, and now I just asked to see the stone slab You Wendsol behaved squirmingly, it was really eye-catching.

The Dwarven Warrior's move embarrassed Windsor, who was just a knee-jerk reaction because of the stakes, not really suspicious of Leo.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's not a password on this slate, it's a dragon language."

Just as Salgas was about to step out of the room, Leo spoke, and the dwarven warrior stopped and turned to look at Leo.

A human who knows the language of dragons?

Interesting!

Hearing Leo's words, Wendsol's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly walked over to Leo and handed over the slate.

"Can you decipher it?"

Instead of picking up the slate handed over by Wendsol, Leo looked at it and saw that Leo really knew the words on it and Wendsol didn't dare to disturb him, so he held the slate for Leo to see.

This human being is really interesting.

Seeing this, Salgas didn't understand that Leo was fighting back at Wendsol's hesitation just now, and the dwarven warrior not only did not resent Leo's behavior, but felt that this was the real surname, the kind of behavior that was obviously very unhappy with the other party but wanted to pretend to be indifferent has always been disgusted by Salgas, and this kind of practice of showing anything to his face is quite in line with his spleen.

"Marshal Wendsol, if your purpose is to strike at Countess Presto, then you can act."

Leo's words made Wendsol's face look excited, and the marshal asked happily, "Have you successfully deciphered the above content?" What exactly does it say? ”

And unlike Wendsol, Scarlett and Link both frowned secretly, what is it to fight the Countess of Presto, as if Wendsol was a politician who was trying to bring down his political opponents.

Salgas looked like he was watching a show, and the dwarven warriors could hear what Leo was saying, but the power struggle between the human kingdoms was none of his business, and he was purely watching the show and paying attention to the development of the situation.

"Judging by the dragon language inscribed on the slate, this is something written by the black dragon princess Onexia to the black dragon prince Nefarian, who said that she has assumed the name of a woman named Kashanlana. The nobles of Presto have blended into the power center of the Stormwind Kingdom......"

"What did you say?"

"Leo, you read that right."

Hearing this, whether it was Wendsol, Link or Salgas, Scarlett couldn't calm down, a black dragon mixed into the power center of the Stormwind Kingdom, the surname of this matter has changed, it has completely departed from the struggle for power between human nobles, the black dragon adheres to the concept of destroying the world, with the participation of the black dragon princess, this is no longer a matter of the human race, but a major event related to the whole world.

Waving his hand to stop everyone's questions, Leo continued.

"There's also a magic spell on it, and just using it on Onexia's Priest will make her manifest." As he spoke, Leo glanced at everyone, "In this way, Countess Presto will become a black dragon, and the noble forces under her command will be in a state of leaderless dragons, so that they can collapse with just one blow." ”

"Marshal Wendsol, congratulations, you've done a great job."

It sounded like Leo was saying good things, but the more he listened to it, the more wrong it became, and even Wendsol, who was excited about the contents of the tablet, noticed a problem.

What does Leo mean by that?

Seeing that his words caught Wendsol's attention, Leo had a sneer of disgust and disdain on his face.

"The black dragon princess Onexia did this kind of thing to leave a proof, and she also engraved the spell to lift her own magic on it, which really makes people have to admire and say a stupid word."

This...... Wendsol, who was full of joy, was stunned, and the joy on his face froze, and the meaning of Leo's words could be imagined by a fool.

There is a kind of thing called communication magic in this world, if there is really any secret thing, won't the black dragon princess Onexia have direct contact with Nefarian, and she has to get such a stone tablet to record it, and she also writes all the spells to crack the illusion on it, how strange is this to do such a thing?

As a result, the contents of the tablet that Windthor brought back are debatable.

"Why, don't you believe me?"

Leo tilted his head and snapped his fingers, and a red-haired young man suddenly appeared behind him, and a coercion emanated from this man, and those who had dealt with the dragon were secretly shocked in their hearts, wasn't this coercion the dragon's might?

"Pelicion, read it to him."

The red-haired man is none other than the dragon lich Pelicion, but his strength is a huge change from what he used to be.

This is Leo's red dragon.

It was no secret that Leo had subdued the Red Dragon, who had already done so when Leo was a member of the Stormwind Expeditionary Force, and he was not surprised to see him summon Perision out of Link.

Pellision glanced at the slate in Marshal Wendsol's hand, and a sneering look appeared on his face: "Which idiot is this imitating dragon language?" ”

"Someone forged this slate?"

Windsor was taken aback, the slate he had brought out of the city of the Black Iron Dwarves was a fake! The marshal could not accept this fact for a while, and was stuck in place.

"Of course it's fake, look here, and here......" Pelicion's hand tapped a few times on the slate, and the red dragon said in a very disdainful tone, "This kind of low-level grammatical mistake is impossible for a dragon to make." ”

It turned out that it was really fake, and I brought back such a fake after I almost died?

Field Marshal Windsor was silent, his heart unusually heavy at the thought of the soldiers who had died in battle to protect him.

“…… But the magic spell is real. ”

Just when the marshal was depressed, Pelicion's voice came into his ears again, and Wendthall, who had a glimmer of hope, raised his head sharply and looked at Pelicion with an eager expression.

"This magic spell can indeed dispel some illusions, but I'm not sure exactly what the effect will be."

Pellision hesitated as he spoke, and it was clear that the red dragon was annoyed that he couldn't see through the spell.

"Since this spell works, I'm going back to Stormwind anyway, whether it's someone's conspiracy or not, I won't be willing if I don't give it a try."

Windsor had a determined look on his face, and no one could stop him by looking at him.

Leo pursed his lips, seemingly unimpressed by Wendsol's stubbornness.

Scarlett wondered in her heart, when did Leo know dragon language, and if it was completely true to say Pelicion's words? It is normal for this red dragon to speak and act according to his master's wishes, and the pride of the so-called dragon may not be able to compete with Leo's methods.

"Marshal Wendsol, you are still very weak now, it is better to rest here for a while."

Looking at Valention, who asked Pelision how the magic spell was cast, he waved his hand, and Pelision's figure immediately disappeared.

"How can I wait for such a big thing, how can a little weakness stop me for the sake of Stormwind?"

Seeing that Leo called Pellision back, Windesor was anxious, how could this kind of thing be delayed, what did this Marshal of Araso think.

Shrugging his shoulders, Leo simply ignored Wendsol's eagerness.

"Your body is too weak, it's better to recuperate for a while, even if what is said on this stone tablet is true, it is not bad for a few days. You should accompany us here and wait for someone, someone who will surprise you. ”

Walking to the door, Leo looked at the sky with a look of emotion.

"There's going to be a storm in Stormwind soon."

(To be continued)