This year's Valentine's Day, as one of the continuous events of the Alliance's 20th anniversary, was especially grand.
In addition to the nobles who had their own appointments, Stormwind also organized a grand Valentine's Day ball in Stormwind Stronghold for couples to show off their love, as well as a chance for singles.
Since the leaders of the conservatives and reformists had gone on a private date, this time, there was no such thing as a party for each faction.
With the expectation of peace talks and the neutral knight faction's efforts, the overall atmosphere was quite good.
Although the theme was Valentine's Day, there were fully armed knights performing war operas everywhere.
This was a chaotic world. The continuous wars had long changed people's views, and the status of warriors and "professionals" had been infinitely improved. Almost every ignorant girl, under the influence of knight novels and government propaganda, longed for their man to be a great man who could protect them.
Therefore, war operas were very popular.
There was also such a large-scale stage near Countess Anristo's manor. It was about the warriors of Stormwind bravely fighting against the evil Nagas who had been brainwashed by the Burning Legion in Azshara. Of course, the Nagas were played by male Nagas belonging to Stormwind.
In Stormwind Stronghold, when the atmosphere was at its peak, Bolvar suddenly stood on the high platform, and under the spotlight of the magic lamps, clapped his hands, and asked everyone to be silent.
"Now, please allow me to put on a Valentine's Day special for everyone!"
Valentine's Day special?
Even Bolvar, who was always serious, was enlightened?
The nobles were very curious.
In the next second, an uproar rose among the crowd of nobles.
Because in the huge magic mirror that was ten meters by ten meters, it was Duque and Countess Katrana who were rowing the boat!
"Ha! Is Duke Fordragon going to show us a live show? "Some of the nobles burst into laughter.
When everyone saw the beautiful Countess adjusting her legs and almost revealing her absolute domain, the atmosphere of the scene instantly reached its peak.
No one knew what Bolivar was doing with this live broadcast, but everyone's gossipy hearts were burning fiercely!
Could it be that after signing the peace treaty, the two sides would immediately get married because of a political deal?
Some young nobles even began to whistle.
In the next moment, the scene changed. Duque suddenly said, "Do you know what fear is?"
Hmm?
In the ballroom of Storm Fortress, every noble felt that something was wrong.
No one knew what Duque did to Countess Katrana. They only felt that the Countess' face was blank for a very short period of time, not even half a second.
In the next scene, Duque flashed behind the Countess and pierced her beautiful chest with a slender golden sword.
"Ah!" The noblewomen screamed.
"What is that bastard Duque doing?!" The male nobles roared!
Not to mention the conservatives, even the knights clenched their fists and glared at Bolvar.
In every eye was the same question, the same angry reproach--What do you mean, Bolivar? At a time like this, you want us to watch a despicable murder and a political coup?
Passed!
This was definitely going overboard!
Only the most despicable of nobles would resort to such underhanded methods as murder!
Damn it!
We were wrong about Duke Marcus!
What great hero of the Alliance!?
He was a despicable person through and through!
After losing in a political battle, he did not even dare to rebel. Instead, he used such a despicable method to murder his political enemy, and a beautiful woman at that?
Duque, he … he … he …
Originally, an angry storm was gathering, and if it were to accumulate for a few more seconds, an angry volcano would erupt in the ballroom of Storm Fortress.
But at this moment, the scene suddenly changed.
Countess Katrana Anristo, who was incomparably beautiful in the eyes of countless people, actually began to transform in the next moment.
That beautiful face suddenly turned into a terrifying black lizard's face that was full of horny bumps. That pair of beautiful, smooth arms that always maintained a graceful arc suddenly turned into giant claws that were terrifyingly strong. Behind that seductive backless dress, a pair of huge bat wings that seemed to be able to burst open a cave had appeared out of nowhere.
"Duke Marcus —"
That was the roar of an injured giant beast!
That was also the roar of the Countess, who was perfect in their eyes!
This was not only heard from the magic mirror, but also from the side of the Mirror Lake, which was at least five to six kilometers away from here.
It was the same voice.
Not only them, but the entire Stormwind City heard this extremely terrifying roar.
Bolvar had already put on half of his armor, and his servant beside him was helping him put on his pauldrons.
He slammed a heavy two-handed sword into the ground and shouted, "Everyone, listen up! Onyxia, the Princess of the Black Dragon, has disguised herself as Countess Katrana Anristo and infiltrated the kingdom with the intention of subverting Stormwind, and even the entire Alliance. The great Regent Duke Marcus has led various strong men to besiege her. All subjects loyal to Stormwind, loyal to His Majesty Wrynn, listen up — immediately arrest all of the Countess' conspirators! Kill all of Countess Anristo's guards and servants. They are all Dragonmen! "
"Wah!"
Screams, slaps, and the clanging of weapons could be heard.
This was no longer the peaceful era of twenty years ago. Even if it was a large ball, at least the swords of the knights would be placed on the sword rack at the edge of the ball.
With Bolvar's command, even the knights who had not received the slightest news immediately turned around and rushed to the sword rack to retrieve their weapons.
On the other side, realizing that the matter had been exposed, more than ten people disguised as low-level nobles began to attack. They suddenly turned back into tall Dragonmen and half-Dragons, and with a wave of their claws, they indeed killed many of the nobles around them. Unfortunately, most of them were conservative people.
Seeing the nobles who had been chatting with them moments ago turn into Dragonmen, and even cut their companions into pieces, the nobles could not help but scream.
"Ah — Ah — Ah — Ah —"
All the doors of the ballroom suddenly opened, and a few elite squads led by Holy Knights rushed in from all directions, charging towards the few Dragonmen.
A moment ago, it was a warm and romantic ballroom, and the next moment, it had become a slaughterhouse.
After taking care of a giant Dragonman that was at least four meters tall, Bolvar finally understood Duque's good intentions — a mere dozen or so Dragonmen had already caused chaos in Fort Storm. If Onyxia, who was in charge, was still here, Fort Storm would probably have to be rebuilt again, and who knew how many people would die.
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