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When the foot man controlled by the player enters the Shadow Realm, the Marquis of Stradama of the Withering Secret Academy and the Marquis of Akalek of the Eye of the Secret Academy have already received their lunch boxes and left.

The difference is that the Marquis of Akalek died to the point of death, while Stradama lost his original body and was transformed by the plague into a slime monster that could be shaped.

One thing to say, seeing Stradama's original peerless appearance with his own eyes, Sharlayan thought that the way of lingering was worse than death for her.

Even when she was recuperating in bed, the Marquis of Stradama had clearly dressed up before entertaining outsiders, which showed her love of beauty.

If she knew that she would turn into an ugly ooze monster in a parallel time and space... I'm afraid she would rather die more simply.

Unlike the unpreparedness of the original history, Stradama increased his vigilance after negotiating with Akalek and Kexus.

When the bribed baron suddenly rebelled, Stradama evaded in the extreme state, and was not hit head-on by the new type of plague that she had personally researched, but was only brushed a little to the side.

Even so, this powerful plague specially designed to target the demigods did a lot of damage to her.

Sharlayan boldly guessed that Stradama's legs under the quilt might not look very good.

If you want to completely heal the injury, at least take a month as the unit, not just a day or two.

Sharlayan himself was a member of the noble class, and he knew very well that it was impolite to treat guests sitting on the bed.

Stradama was the queen who controlled the entire world and was at the top of all nobles. She had no reason to be ignorant of these etiquette issues, and she would entertain guests in such a disrespectful way only under unavoidable circumstances.

Sharlayan didn't ask too much, and bowed to the Marquis of Stradama with standard aristocratic etiquette.

"It's an honor to be received by you, Honorable Marquis Stradama."

"I am Sharlayan Deep Shadow from Azeroth. Entrusted by the Queen of Winter and her eldest daughter, Gristia, I came to Maldraxxus to find clues about the disappearance of the soldier lord."

Except for those strange-looking Venthyrs of Revendreth, Stradama hadn't met a real nobleman for a long time since his homeland was destroyed and his soul entered the Shadowlands.

Sarlayan's extremely standard aristocratic demeanor made her eyes shine, and she looked at Sarlayan's handsome face with admiration.

"Mr. Salayan Deep Shadow, there is no need to be polite. I have already heard about your purpose from Kexus and Akalek. Come, sit down and discuss in detail."

In Quel'Thalas, where there are many rules, Sharlayan considers himself just a half-hearted nobleman, and he has always been looked down upon by those great nobles with a long history.

But the time spent learning aristocratic etiquette from my father was not wasted after all, at least on the surface it was quite like that.

From the gestures of Stradama, Sharlayan can see the elegance that has experienced the precipitation of history, but the details are different from the noble etiquette of Quel'Thalas.

Fortunately, Stradama didn't use the aristocrat's tricks of riddles and riddles in which you test me and I test you.

Having settled in Maldraxxus for many years, she has long been accustomed to the straight-forward style of the local reckless men, directly asking about the battle situation outside.

Sarayan breathed a sigh of relief, took the topic and replied: "The progress of the rebel army is not going smoothly, and the support given to them by the Secret Academy of Creation is relatively weak. Use extra manpower to fight on two fronts."

"Oh~"

Stradama hooked the corners of his mouth with a half-smile: "Cexus has already launched himself, and that stupid pig Gamar will hardly be able to stop him even if he tries his best."

"I'm more curious, who gave him the courage to divide his forces at this juncture."

"It is precisely because of this inertial thinking that I was injured by a traitor without any precautions... hateful."

The list provided by the two barons of the Withering House and the Winter Queen was different.

Baron Tarkov, whom Sharlayan met in front of the castle, is a rising star, and another baron who betrayed Stradama has been in power for more than 500 years, and has been conscientiously assisting Stradama.

Even the senior members of the Withering Secret Academy did not expect that he would be bought by the Creation Secret Academy and the Ritual Academy, brazenly killing his own boss.

When talking about the source of this rebellion, Stradama's pretty face turned a little gloomy.

"I asked myself how I treated Iser well, why did he choose to betray me and the withered secret courtyard that he worked so hard to build for more than 800 years?"

Sharlayan shook his head and said: "I don't know the life of the Baron Iser. According to logic, it should be Zovall and Denathius who made him an offer that he couldn't refuse."

"It's hard to refuse..."

The Marquis of Stradama showed a thoughtful expression, as if he had guessed something.

"Forget it, I'll think about this issue later... The top priority is to quell the civil strife in the Withering Secret Academy, and rush to the front line as soon as possible to help the Soul Selection Secret Academy."

Kexus and his Chosen Academy are indeed amazing in combat power, but before the main force of the Withered Academy fails to reach the frontline battlefield, the Chosen Academy will fight against the elites of the Academy of Creation and the Academy of Rituals with its own strength army.

It's not impossible to win, the main reason is that it will waste a lot of time and lose a lot of Maldraxxus soldiers in this internal friction.

Denathrius is happy to see the results, no matter which side wins, it can achieve his goal of weakening the overall strength of Maldraxxus and further consolidate Revendreth's position.

Due to the intelligence blockade of the Queen of Winter and Gristia, Denathius still doesn't know that his rebellious behavior has been exposed, thinking that everything is still under his control.

Sharlayan hoped that his self-confidence would last longer, so that it would be easier for him to continue his deployment in the Shadow Realm.

But Denathius is not a fool after all, but a qualified chess player.

Sharlayan guessed that he should have noticed something amiss through the sudden turmoil in the promotion fortress.

At the moment when the civil war in Maldraxxus is not over and the promotion fortress is completely closed to the outside world, he is likely to send intelligence personnel to the Blazing Wilderness to collect intelligence.

Before leaving, Sharlayan gave the Night King Court a few tricks, which should temporarily fool Denathrius' spies within a certain period of time, and buy as much time as possible.

Considering the chaos of the promotion to the fortress, Sharlayan will not have much time to waste in Maldraxxus. He must get rid of the favorite secret courtyard of creation as soon as possible.

As long as Gamal falls from the horse, Sindani, a fool in the wall, will inevitably regroup consciously, and the civil war in Maldraxxus will soon subside.

Sharlayan agrees with Stradama that the civil unrest within the Blight House should be ended as quickly as possible, but he intends to do both while suppressing the rebellion.

"唰~"

Taking out a large number of letters seized from the courier lich from the space package, Sharlayan handed them to the personal maid serving at the bedside, and she handed them over to the Marquis of Stradama, who was unable to move around.

"What's this?"

Stradama curiously flipped through the covers of these letters, and when she saw the swashbuckling characters at the signature, her original casual expression immediately became serious.

"Denacius? Could it be..."

Sharlayan nodded solemnly: "It's a coincidence, on the way from the Academy of Sharp Eyes to the Academy of Withering, we happened to see a messenger under the command of Baron Stone of the Academy of Rituals meeting with a Venthyr. .”

"Afterwards, we tracked all the way, and found the secret laboratory arranged by Baron Delama outside the secret courtyard of rituals."

"The messenger tried to persuade Baron Delama to change his position, but he failed and was caught by our waiters."

"Through mind control, we obtained a large amount of evidence from him that Baron Stone and Denathius were secretly colluding."

"huh~"

Baron Stradama flipped through these letters casually, and he didn't even need to read the contents carefully. He only needed to know that they were all ironclad evidence.

"Very well, this great gift came at just the right time."

"Many of the people who followed Iser's rebellion were kidnapped without knowing the truth."

"I'd like to see if these people will continue to support his rebellion if they know that behind Iser is Zovall, the great sinner in the Shadow Realm."

"Hathaway!"

The black-veiled personal maid lowered her head calmly and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty, please order."

'oh? '

Through the title of this maid, Sharlayan guessed that she should be a hard-core confidant who served Stradama during her lifetime, and was recruited by Stradama to serve again after her death.

What surprised Sharlayan was not just her identity, but her strength. This is a maid whose combat prowess has reached the legendary level.

Only queens like Azshara and Stradama who used to control the entire world can have enough confidence to treat legendary combat power as maids.

You mean? Ms Vaschi.