Chapter 1863: Chapter 1259: Arrival at Stormwind
Trolls...
Listening to the captain’s complaints, Duanmu Huai silently noted it down in his little book in his heart.
Find an opportunity to deal with it later.
Although the captain guaranteed Banriya that they would reach Stormwind by noon, when they actually arrived, it was already afternoon. As soon as Mugeng and Banriya reached the dock, they collapsed on the ground, barely able to get up.
"Truly useless."
Looking at the two hopeless figures, Duanmu Huai, who had finished handing over the procedures with the guards, rolled his eyes helplessly and then looked at Naruse Mio and Homura Akemi.
"Take them to the inn to rest first. I’ll head to Stormwind Keep to deliver the task."
Originally, Duanmu Huai thought he could let others deliver the task like last time with the Dwarves, but after seeing the handwritten letter from Marshal Osleight, the guard captain insisted that Duanmu Huai personally go to Stormwind Keep to deliver it to the current King Varian... really troublesome, but it’s also good to see what kind of person this human king is. Maybe he’ll become the governor of Azeroth in the future.
Under the escort of the guards, Duanmu Huai arrived at Stormwind Keep and met King Varian. Wrynn.
To be honest, Duanmu Huai’s first impression of Varian was quite ordinary. He had already asked the captain about the king along the way, and the latter didn’t have a very good impression of Varian. Instead, he greatly admired Varian’s father Ryan’s deeds. According to the captain, when the Orcs passed through the Dark Portal to the Eastern Kingdoms and attacked Humans, it was King Ryan who led the army to drive the Orcs back. Unfortunately, he was ultimately killed by an Orc assassin, which was a rather lamentable end.
As for King Varian, the captain didn’t have a good impression either. According to him, the Royal Family previously hired the stonemasons guild to rebuild Stormwind, but when the work was done, they refused to pay, which naturally angered the workers, who began to resist and demand payment from the Royal Family. At that time, King Varian’s Queen tried to appease those workers but got hit in the head by a flying stone in the chaos, resulting in her death.
The Queen’s death struck Varian hard, prompting a cruel crackdown on the stonemasons guild, with its members either getting arrested, killed, or fleeing.
Thus, Varian’s popularity among the public wasn’t great — ultimately, it was your Royal Family’s unpaid wages that caused this, and you even accused the stonemasons guild of maliciously demanding payment?
Although Duanmu Huai didn’t particularly care about such things, Varian was also diminished in his eyes — what’s the use of a governor who can’t even manage his nation’s internal affairs?
Upon meeting Varian, how should I put it... looking at this groggy, somewhat senile king, Duanmu Huai really had no good impression of him.
Forget it, he’s probably useless, can’t be relied upon.
Naturally, Varian had no idea what Duanmu Huai was thinking. Looking at this tall warrior, he felt somewhat intimidated. However, after reading Mayor Mareb’s and Marshal Osleight’s letters, Varian praised Duanmu Huai’s bravery and promised him some rewards — hmm, Duanmu Huai didn’t intend to delve deeply with this seemingly ineffectual king, simply nodding in thanks and waiting to receive his reward and leave.
It was supposed to be like this.
At this moment, a sudden commotion arose from behind. Duanmu Huai turned his head, only to see a warrior wearing armor stride inside. Standing at either side of the corridor, the guards didn’t attempt to stop the warrior; instead, they saluted him, showing considerable respect.
"Reginald?"
Seeing this warrior, King Varian seemed somewhat surprised.
"What brings you here?"
"Your Majesty."
In face of King Varian, the warrior respectfully bowed and then sternly stared at a female mage standing beside Varian.
"I came here to stop all of this... the masquerade is over, Countess Prestor, or should I call you by your true name — Onyxia!"
"What?"
Hearing the warrior’s words, King Varian widened his eyes in surprise, looking at the female mage beside him. She, however, merely chuckled softly.
"So foolish, Reginald. Do you know what you are saying? You’re provoking a nobleman; do you think you can leave unharmed? Believe me, you’ll be imprisoned. I’ll be delighted to hear them pronounce your guilt and send you to the gallows. Perhaps when your limp corpse sways on the gallows, I’ll be pleased that a madman’s life is finally ended. After all, what evidence do you have?"
"Evidence?"
Faced with the Countess’s taunt, the warrior extended his hand.
"You cannot escape your fate, Onyxia. Prophecy has already foretold everything — the vision in Karazhan Hall has predicted your end, now it’s time to conclude this!"
Saying thus, the warrior suddenly pulled out a stone tablet from his bosom, aiming it at the woman.
"Dragon, reveal the truth to the world!"
As the warrior loudly chanted the arcane spell on the stone tablet, in the next moment everyone saw the beautiful young Countess suddenly flash, transforming into a massive black dragon!
"What?"
"By heaven, a dragon!!"
Seeing the dragon, everyone in the hall was instantly shocked.
"Guards, seize this monster, protect the king!"
Soon, amid the shouts, several heavily armed guards rushed over, positioning themselves in front of King Varian. However, the black dragon merely swiped its claw, sending all the guards flying.
Then it squinted its eyes, staring at the warrior.
"Is this fate, Windsor? If you came to die, then the prophecy has already been fulfilled. Your thoughts will rot in the twisted void, dispatch other nosy meddlers, my children!"
With the black dragon’s roar, the previously stationary guards suddenly flashed, transforming into four-legged dragonkin monsters charging forward, while the outside guards also rushed in, engaging the dragonkin monsters in battle.
"Hmph...!"
Watching this scene, the black dragon was entirely unfazed, it arrogantly glanced at the pale King Varian, chuckling softly.
"You’re quite a good puppet, Bolvar, but this is the end then..."
However, the black dragon hadn’t finished speaking when suddenly, a massive figure leapt skyward. Duanmu Huai raised his War Hammer, smashing down toward the black dragon’s head! Meanwhile, the dragon felt an unparalleled terrifying aura erupt from the dark warrior, pressing down on it like a heaven-sent mountain, rendering it unable to move!
"How could this be?"
At this moment, the black dragon’s confident expression drastically changed, it widened its eyes in shock, fearfully staring at Duanmu Huai’s figure.
"Just who are you...?"
"Boom!!"
But before the black dragon could finish, Duanmu Huai’s Thunder Warhammer carved an arc in the air, directly smashing into the dragon’s forehead. The dragon’s head exploded like a balloon, its ruined skull instantly drained of strength, collapsing heavily onto the floor along with its massive body.
"......"
Seeing this sight, everyone present was utterly stunned.