Even if a beautiful woman doesn't show her face, you can analyze her habits and actions. A beautiful woman who is often admired by the public naturally has her own unique characteristics.
Kites was clearly a skilled man; although Jaina's face was covered, he could tell from the blue-haired man's attitude that she was a beautiful noblewoman.
The noble lady, now alone and helpless, needed a strong shoulder to lean on. This gave Kites an opportunity; his first task was to close the distance between them.
"The Roland's Doom is the most dangerous place in Duskwood, but it's nothing to an adventurer as strong as me. Actually, I'm Duke Bolvar's nephew, sent out on a family mission to gain experience. I only need to return to Stormwind City to become a general."
"Lies!" Jaina retorted bluntly.
Kites paused for a moment, guessing at the noblewoman's background, and said again, "Alright, I admit I lied. Countess Katrana Prestor of Stormwind City is my cousin. You know our family keeps a low profile and never boasts to outsiders."
"Lie!"
Jaina didn't want to waste time, so she used charm magic. Even Archdruid Malfurion fell for it on Mount Hyjal, let alone an ordinary Night's Watchman.
"Actually, I like honest boys!" Jaina's eyes flickered slightly.
Kites' expression immediately fell apart, his nonchalant facade vanished, his lips twisted into a grimace, and he burst into loud, heart-wrenching sobs.
"I don't know who my parents are; I grew up in Karazhan."
Jaina's eyes lit up; this was interesting!
Legendary has it that Kites was just an ordinary resident of Darkshire who accidentally discovered the Scythe of Elune in an old mine called the Roland's Doom. Due to an attack by a large Worgen, all his companions were killed, and Kites was the only survivor, but unfortunately, he lost the Scythe of Elune.
If he comes from Karazhan, then there must be an unknown truth hidden behind this Legendary.
Kites, tears streaming down his face, said, "In Karazhan, I was just a lowly laborer. From as far back as I can remember, I had to do countless jobs and suffer endless humiliation, especially from an Orcs named Go'el, who would often bite off a piece of my flesh and eat it."
Jaina grew increasingly interested. A child raised in Karazhan must have an extraordinary background; he was likely of royal blood, with noble blood flowing through his veins.
Kites wiped away his tears and continued:
"Medivh sent me to carry the Scythe of Elune and miner, but I was just bait. It's said that my blood, smeared on the Scythe of Elune, can attract specific targets, which Medivh was very interested in. Unexpectedly, it attracted a large pack of Worgen, and all the miners died. I threw away the Scythe of Elune and barely escaped with my life."
Jaina's magic told her that Kites wasn't lying.
But if the Roland's Grave was a trap set by Medivh, Aegwynn, as his mother, had no reason not to know.
After pondering for a while, Jaina understood. The Roland's Grave had not attracted their target, but instead resulted in the loss of the Scythe of Elune, which was obviously a shameful thing, and Medivh was quite concerned about his reputation.
Is Medivh's goal the Sixth Old Gods?
Jaina became increasingly convinced that the answer was correct; although Kites was just a Night Watch, he possessed noble blood and should be a useful person.
Having made up her mind, Jaina's eyes gleamed faintly.
"You're very good. I need a reliable person to serve me."
Under the powerful influence of seductive magic, Kites was bewitched and hurriedly knelt on the ground:
"Beautiful lady, I am willing to protect you for the rest of my life, even unto death."
Kalecgos returned much later, covered in dust, his clothes torn, his hair disheveled, looking utterly wretched, clutching dozens of spider legs in his hands.
Although he was a Blue Dragonflight, Kalecgos wasn't very good at hunting spiders and only managed to complete the task with great difficulty. Fortunately, Jaina had already obtained the information she wanted. As soon as Kalecgos saw Kites' expression, he knew that Jaina had successfully captured him.
"Next, we will enter the Roland's Grave," Jaina said solemnly.
Kalecgos was somewhat puzzled and asked doubtfully, "Since the rumors about the Scythe of Elune appeared, the Roland's Doom has been visited by countless adventurers. Well, even if those adventurers didn't find anything, there's no reason why Guardian Medivh shouldn't be able to find any valuable clues."
Jaina curled her lips and smiled:
"Foolish! Do you think Medivh would go to a place like that? He's a germaphobe."
When Robbie arrived in Duskwood, he happened to see Sylvanas with the Blightcaller and High Archmage Antonidas, the three of them disguised as ordinary adventurers.
Antonidas, holding the crystal ball, followed Jaina discreetly.
The proverb goes, "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."
Sylvanas and her two companions followed Jaina, while Robbie followed behind Sylvanas. For some reason, as soon as Robbie entered Duskwood, he felt as if he were being watched by a mysterious force.
Robbie was puzzled; this intuition was just too strong. Helpless, he used the Eye of C'Thun Robbie see who was hiding in the shadows observing everything.
When the Eye of C'Thun was activated, a gigantic eye appeared in Robbie's field of vision, its vertical pupil staring intently at Robbie, with countless tentacles beneath it.
"C'Thun, the Old Gods".
Robbie was taken aback; there was C'Thun's power within Duskwood. Just as Robbie was pondering a countermeasure, C'Thun spoke in a gentle voice.
"Stranger from another land, we are not enemies. Although you stole my power, considering we fought side by side in ancient times, I will not hold a grudge against a mere mortal. In a sense, we are very good allies."
"Allies should help each other, shouldn't they?" Robbie retorted.
"Of course!" C'Thun's voice was very serious:
"I know you want to stir up trouble by sending Sylvanas a secret letter, allowing her to obtain King Varian's soul and forcing Jaina to track down the whereabouts of the Scythe of Elune."
"You know what I want!" Robbie whispered.
C'Thun sighed, "What you want is a way to resurrect Undead as humans, but unfortunately, your scheme has been seen through. Elune, has turned the tables on you, guiding Jaina to search for the whereabouts of the Scythe of Elune. What the Moon Goddess wants is the truth about the Sixth Old Gods, a secret we have kept for thousands of years. We must not let the Moon Goddess discover the truth."
"The Sixth Old Gods, a secret we've kept for thousands of years!"
Robbie felt a heavy weight on his heart. What kind of secret could make several Old Gods unite to hide the truth?
Seeing Robbie deep in thought, C'Thun emphasized:
"Elune, is our common enemy. Ten thousand years ago, we stood on the same side, and I hope we can still cooperate sincerely."
"Okay, what do you want me to do?" Robbie asked.
A ball of black light appeared in Robbie's hand. Robbie felt a chill run down his spine. The ball of light clearly contained the Essence of Old Gods, which was extremely violent. Once this power was unleashed, the entire Duskwood would be Corruption.