Chapter 367: Onyxia can't get up

Chapter 367 Onyxia can't get up

Charlemagne had almost done domestic preparations long ago. He handed over the final mobilization work to King Kael'thas and the council, and led his friends to open the portal to Kalimdor first.

This time he took away the three Windrunner sisters, Sean and Lena, while Rommath, Lor'themar and Valeira were left in Quel'Thalas by him. Lead the remaining troops to clear the Scourge from the Eastern Plaguelands.

But when he arrived at Theramore Island, he learned that Jaina and her elite had gone north to the barren land, so the group sat on Onyxia's back and flew to the northwest of the swamp.

Charlemagne looked at the watery swamp below and patted the scales on Onyxia's back thoughtfully, "Speaking of which...your lair should be in the southern part of Dustwallow Marsh, right? Don't you plan to go back and have a look?"

Suddenly asked this question, Princess Black Dragon still hadn't reacted, "Eh... I didn't plan to, anyway, it's just like that, anyway, I'm used to living in Quel'Thalas."

When it came to this question, Onyxia remembered that she hadn't been back to the lair of Dustwallow Marsh for many years. After all, she ate and drank well in the country of the high elves, so she was more worried than before and hid XZ Days are much better.

That bare lair... To be honest, if it is not for refuge, who would want to go to that place? In terms of quality of life, if the high elves say that they are the first, I am afraid that only the night children in Suramar dare to express their opinions. .

My master, Charlemagne, usually jokingly calls her a mount or a servant, but in fact the two get along more like friends, although Onyxia really wants to go further...

Now the life in Quel'Thalas has the master to tease, Lilas can tease, and when you are bored, you can go to Dragonbone Wilderness to bully and bully the juniors through Sandara. How comfortable this life is. Compared with the days under my father's hands before worlds apart.

But there is always a shadow in her heart, that is her father Deathwing who has been hiding temporarily.

As for Nefarian, even though he is her elder brother, the combat power of the two is no more than equal to that of a brother. In a real fight, it is not sure who will win. That dead house dragon who only knows how to study all day long, hmph!

Since she has betrayed her father, Princess Black Dragon can only cling tightly to her master's thick thigh. Although the master is inferior to her in strength, Charlemagne's network of contacts shocked her very much.

Not to mention in the country, basically he has become a full-name idol, and he never fights for power and profit, and never holds military power in his hands. He is also the most useful courtier in the eyes of high-level officials.

Among the various mortal races, there are high-level friends with good relations, from non-human races such as Magni, Falstad, Gelbin, Crisha, Kane, Fandral, Ulan, etc. to the high-level leaders of human countries , His network of relationships is almost everywhere.

But the friendship between Charlemagne and Wyrmrest Temple is what surprised Onyxia the most. As a member of the dragon, she is well aware of the arrogant nature of these compatriots, but just looking at Alexstrasza and Ysera It can be seen from their attitudes that they value Charlemagne.

Not to mention that the mad dragon Malygos was actually quite friendly to Charlemagne, and Nozdormu... the Bronze Dragon King, who saw the dragon's head and tail, even sent a personal bodyguard for Charlemagne.

At least for now, it seems that if she wants to get rid of her father's threat and live freely again, she can only pin her hopes on her master.

While Onyxia was thinking wildly, Charlemagne looked at the looming tall mountains in the distance to the south and said, "Aren't you going to call back all the sons and grandsons of the dragons guarding the lair? Since you don't live here anymore Why are you still guarding?"

This is Charlemagne's temptation to Onyxia. Although the female black dragon has been very honest in recent years, she has not done anything bad except teasing Rillas from time to time and going to Wyrmrest Temple to bully the young dragon.

But the fact that the other party has been sending subordinates to guard her lair means that she is still wary of herself, which is also a key point that hinders Charlemagne from trusting Onyxia.

"Huh? Oh, if the master needs them, I can take them back, but don't expect combat power. Except for the few dragon guards that my mother sent me before, they are all young dragons and young dragons."

"Forehead…"

Onyxia's straightforward attitude made the corners of Charlemagne's mouth twitch, "I thought you were still planning to resist, did you just forget?"

Onyxia turned the faucet and glanced lightly at Charlemagne, "Resist? Why should I resist? My life in Quells is so comfortable now. As long as my father... the problem of Deathwing is resolved, I will have no worries. , why do I have to run out to live that precarious life?"

Charlemagne and Aurelia looked at each other, and said with a relieved smile, "Well, as long as you don't have objections, we won't make it difficult for you. The problem of Deathwing will definitely be resolved, it's just a matter of time , if you are still willing to stay in Quel'Thalas at that time, I will help you remove the trapped dragon magic device."

"Okay, anyway, I will stay with the master for the rest of my life~"

Sirvanas unhappily drew out the dagger and stabbed Onyxia's scales twice, "Speak up, why does this tone sound so nasty."

While Charlemagne was dealing with the winking Sean and Lena who was sticking out her thumb and "quacking" and laughing, Vereesa curiously asked a question.

"Speaking of which, how did dragonmen, half-human, half-dragon creatures come about?"

Charlemagne patted Vereesa's little head with a smile before Onyxia answered, and said after being slapped away by her angrily, "I know this question, the dragon people are actually not regular dragons, They are some mortals who were voluntarily transformed into the dragon army, and in layman's terms they are the servants of the dragon."

And most of these so-called mortals are actually night elves... After all, the relationship between the night elves and the dragon clan in ancient times was really good.

Onyxia clicked on her huge faucet head, "Master is right, it is basically like this, but there are also examples of being transformed into dragon people involuntarily. Nefarian has done this kind of experiment before, and that research lunatic made me I feel a little uncomfortable."

Under the chatter of several people, the crossroads had come into view under Onyxia's speedy flight. In order not to cause misunderstandings among the three parties, the group landed early and moved forward on foot.

When he arrived at the camp, which is still very simple now, Charlemagne saw Kane first. The old cow smiled heartily and gave him a hug. The brute force of the tauren... In short, the poor Duke Theron rolled his eyes when he was hugged. It reminded him of what happened to Highmountain.

"Ms. Proudmoore? She's in her temporary office. She seems to be quite troubled recently. Your presence should relieve her a lot of pressure."

According to Kane's guidance, Charlemagne and others found a temporary wooden house, and as soon as they entered the cabin, they saw the blond woman slumped on the desk.