CHAPTER 15: Draenor? More Like Your problem
Deathwing didn't know how many times he was angry, surprised, and admired tonight.
"What does Your Highness want that treasure for? Do you want to kill a dragon?"
Onyxia couldn't help but shudder. She knew her father. The tone of his words made it seem like he was going to kill at any time.
On the contrary, I didn't feel anything. I picked up the red wine glass and shook it. "Do you know who the Dragon Aspects got this power from?"
"The Titanic Watchers," Deathwing said lightly, a complicated look in his eyes. His mission was to protect this world. Now he's driven crazy by the nagging of the old gods.
"That's right." I nodded, feeling like a teacher. "The Dragon Soul... it can activate the sleeping Titanic Watchers."
"Are you going to use the Guardian to deal with the orc army?" Deathwing was suspicious. Isn't that overkill?
I raised my index finger and shook it. "No. I want to use it to heal this world. You may not believe it, but I can always hear the painful wailing of this world. She is suffering. I can't block this sound, and I feel a headache every time. Do you know why I am favored by the Holy Light?"
"Oh! What is that?"
He's biting! Deathwing didn't realize he was being led by the nose. He could hear the painful wailing of the Azeroth star soul and the nagging of N'Zoth all day long. Suddenly hearing me say this, it felt like meeting a fellow patient. Good guy, it turns out I am not the only one who is crazy!
Onyxia was dumbfounded. She sat there blankly, pouring a glass of wine for me from time toD o time. She didn't know how long she hadn't seen her father like this. Is this still her cruel father?
"I chose to heal the world," I said, leaning in. "When I chose to heal a dead tree with holy light, when I filled the cracks in the earth with gravel, this sound turned into... joy. Although it was short-lived. I knew what I should do. Heal her, and she gave me strength back. This is ridiculous, right? Yes, it's ridiculous, but it's true!"
I stared at Deathwing. "My Lord Duke, so please help me."
"Oh? How are you going to heal the world?"
If someone else had said this, Deathwing would have sneered. However, the holy light burst at my banquet had been known by all the nobles. He knew it was a form of power inheritance, so he retained a trace of trust.
"Don't worry about this. Just tell me if you can help me." Pure power move.
Being stared at by me, a human, an ant... Deathwing could have killed me. But he didn't. He discovered my value. The value of a fellow patient.
"Haha, Your Highness, mutual assistance is basic. I can help you, but what can I get?"
"That depends on what you want. Gold coins? Or a large piece of land? A land that can give you free development... without any force monitoring?"
I could only guess. The Black Dragon Legion had been hunted down. He needed soldiers. He needed a place to rebuild. But as soon as he developed here, other Dragon Aspects would come to destroy his house. Finding a place that was not monitored was the key.
"Oh? Your Highness, can you find a land that is not monitored by any force?" Deathwing's eyes became brighter.
"Draenor. The homeland of the orcs," I said in a low voice, looking around dramatically.
Now it was Deathwing's turn to be surprised. He'd disguised himself as an orc and sneaked into Draenor. He knew that world had become desolate due to fel energy.
"That world doesn't have many resources, otherwise the orcs wouldn't have abandoned their homeland."
"Haha!" I took a sip of wine. As Onyxia leaned over to pour me more, I casually slapped her on her hips.
I... did I just do that? Yup. Absolutely did. Too excited. Her ass was just... right there. Whoops. Oh well, double down.
The slap almost made Onyxia explode. Her eyes went wide. What man dared to do this?
"If it was too rich, let alone you, someone would have gone there long ago. There are so many people, so just kill a few of them."
Hearing my words, Onyxia shuddered. She could crush me, but she felt a kind of fear.
"Hey! Your hand!" she hissed.
"Sorry, I'm just too excited," I shrugged, then turned back to Deathwing. "What do you think of this suggestion, Duke?"
The atmosphere solidified. Deathwing was still slowly drinking. "Your Highness, you didn't do anything to get me to help you. What a good plan!"
"Knowledge is priceless. If everyone knows it, it's meaningless. I don't care what you want to do, this is the best way. For some... contraband... that cannot be known to others, you can choose to let the retreating orcs take it to Draenor. The world over there is very broad, enough for you to toss."
I had no burden. The resources of Draenor were depleted, but not zero. It was the perfect place to dump a problem like Deathwing.
CHAPTER 16: Accidentally Entering the Boudoir of a Friend's Mother
One wanted the Dragon Soul, and the other wanted a stable development environment. The two hit it off. He gets a development zone, I get the Soul. Easy.
Onyxia looked at me angrily. She had never been touched on the butt by a man in her life.
"Your Highness, do you owe me an explanation?"
Deathwing also watched this scene with interest, saying nothing. He definitely has no good intentions. What good intentions could a black dragon have?
"Do you like gold coins?" I said, pivoting to Onyxia. "I have a plan for you to participate in."
I had no ill feelings towards her. Onyxia wasn't a good person, but the nobles of Stormwind were definitely bad people. As long as it was beneficial to me, I did not care about right or wrong.
"Gold coins!" Onyxia's eyes lit up. Her biggest hobby was collecting gold coins, a common problem among dragons. "Tell me what it is?"
"First, we have to defeat the orc army. Then, develop ocean trade. A long-term plan. The swordfish and naga in the sea are good trading partners. The Broken Isles. The trolls on Zandalar. Solid Titan shields, sharp gem spears, rare Zerg mounts... I won't look for other people for this trade. If you want to join, you have to pay accordingly."
I wasn't just fooling Deathwing; I was dragging his daughter onto the pirate ship. And, I had to admit, looking at her was a perk. That round ass outlined the perfect female curves. When she swung her willow-like waist, her phoenix eyes were affectionate... it was unbearable. It would be abnormal if I didn't have a crush on such a beautiful woman.
"Hmph, I don't have any money," she pouted. Asking Onyxia to pay would be more painful than killing her.
"Then I can only invest with my strength. A very small share." I stood up and stretched. "My Lord Duke, let's stop here tonight. Let me know when you've made up your mind, and we'll talk about the details."
"Don't think about it, I promise you. Oh, Katrana, you follow His Royal Highness to find the treasure. Your Royal Highness, I hope I can still get your help when we get to Draenor."
Oh, he's sending his daughter with me? As a 'minder'? Or... a honeypot? I'll take it.
"I'm not familiar with that place either, but you can go find an old orc named Ner'zhul. He should be very helpful for you to rule Draenor. Well, don't provoke the demigods there. Otherwise, even the Dragon Aspects could be killed. There is another force of the void there. Be careful. I have no interest in that world. I want to suppress the voice in my head. The most important thing is to suppress it."
I pointed to my head. Although I was very restrained, I let the veins on my forehead throb a bit for effect.
"Then I wish you good luck," Deathwing raised a glass.
I left soon and met Varian when I came out. He invited me to rest in his residence. Thanks to Lothar and Terenas, his "residence" was a nice manor.
We drank and chatted. A prince who had lost his country, and a prince who was in a prosperous one. We talked about the orc problem, heart to heart.
Soon, Varian got drunk. It was rare for him to meet a friend he could confide in. I shook my head and asked the maid to send Varian back. I stood up staggeringly. Tonight was exciting. I'd reached a deal with Deathwing. Next, I just had to get the things in my hands!
[System UI] Trigger the task: Dragon Soul.[Task: Dragon Soul] The Dragon Soul is made by the five Dragon Aspects. It contains a slight black dragon power. It has a strong lethality to dragons and makes them weak. Now get the Dragon Soul and complete the task. [Task Reward] The small Dragon Soul activates the Titan Soul that resides in the soul.
A Titan soul living in... me? Is it the star soul of Azeroth?
I was thinking about this as I came to the door of a room in a daze. The aftereffects of the red wine began to surge into my brain, and my consciousness was a little fuzzy. I pushed the door open and walked in, closing it with my backhand. I fell on the bed and began to sleep soundly.
But the remaining consciousness... it felt that there was someone next to me. A trace of body fragrance... Jasmine?
I was tired. I turned around, and my arm fell onto... a plump, soft body.
My tired spirit was suddenly refreshed, if only for a second. This isn't my bed. This isn't Calia. This... oh, who cares. It's soft.
The confused Queen Taria felt as if someone broke in. There was a smell of alcohol. At first, she thought it was her son. But she hadn't slept with her son for a long time.
My drunk-brain took over. I pulled the warmth closer. My hand landed on a soft, full hip. My body, acting on pure, horny instinct, pressed against a very round, soft ass. I was too drunk to know who it was, or even care, and I fell deep into sleep, my body reacting on its own.