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"ok, I get it."

Charlemagne stood up from the ground, "I'm sorry, because you still can't guarantee that you can completely control your body, we can only let you stay here temporarily, and I will find a time to notify Khadgar to come and see you. I will also find a way to help you remove the spell."

  Garona nodded understandingly, "Even if you don't tell me, I don't plan to leave. I thought I had escaped the control of the Shadow Council, but I didn't expect..."

  Leaving the tower and returning to the room of the outpost, Cirvanas crossed his arms and asked, "Do you think her words can be trusted? Could it be that Cho'gall made her say it on purpose?"

Charlemagne shook his head and said, "Probably not, the content of her confession is basically consistent with the information detected by Emeril. If you are not at ease, I will go to the Magic Nexus and bring Marek over to see if it can be resolved." The control spell on her body."

   As a spell weaver who controls arcane magic, Malygos has a very profound knowledge. The control spells created by a junior like Gul'dan should not be difficult for him.

   The process of waiting for Tyrande to ask about the situation was rather boring, so Charlemagne simply asked Cirvanas and Onyxia to stay here to wait for the news, and he sent directly to Karazhan to find Khadgar.

  After he left, Cirvanas simply took the spiritstring longbow and walked out of the range of the outpost, and began to attack the nearby pillar of the swarm.

Her behavior of shooting the bugs once caused the members of Cenarion Outpost to be nervous, fearing that the bugs would rush towards this side, but under the efficient hunting of the second lady, these bugs focused all on on her alone.

   "Ha~"

  Onyxia looked at the excited Cirvanas who was swaying outside and yawned boredly. She didn't want to go out and eat a mouthful of sand.

   As for Charlemagne, when he arrived in Karazhan, Khadgar was discussing the follow-up actions with the Dalaran mages on the cleaned floor.

  Seeing Charlemagne's arrival, Khadgar, who had shaved his beard and recombed his hair, walked up enthusiastically and gave him a hug.

   "Charlemagne, why do you come to Karazhan when you have time? Unfortunately, we haven't cleaned up this tower yet, otherwise I will definitely invite you to the banquet hall for a drink."

  Charlemagne patted Khadgar's shoulder with a smile. At this moment, he looked very much like the archmage in the impression of the traverser.

   "Go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. I came to you to tell you something. We found the half-orc thief Garona in Silithus. She still seems to have not been able to escape the control of the Shadow Council."

"What?!"

  After informing Uncle Ka of Garona's situation, this guy left a group of bewildered Dalaran mages, and hurried to Silithus alone through the portal opened by Charlemagne.

  'This guy... With such a positive attitude, he must have taken a fancy to Garona, right? '

  Looking at the group of bewildered mages in front of him, Charlemagne shrugged his shoulders, "Well, why don't you continue to eliminate demons according to the original plan, and I will leave first if I have something to do."

   "嗖"

When Charlemagne brought Malygos back to the headquarters of the Cenarion Outpost, Garona had already been released. At this time, she was chatting with Khadgar in a low voice, and Tyrande was also wrinkled. Sitting on the main seat with a frown, he seemed to be worrying about the situation of Silithus.

Onyxia, who was napping on the table, immediately jumped up like a puppy when she saw Charlemagne coming back. The intimacy made Malygos twitch her brows. He always felt that Princess Black Dragon seemed to be somewhere Be raised crookedly.

   Looking at the refreshed Cirvanas strangely, Charlemagne led Malygos to Garona.

   "Marek, it's her, see if you can help her remove the remaining control spell."

  Malygos looked Garona up and down with an interested expression, "Well... it seems normal from the outside, it seems that this control spell is hidden deep."

   "Miss Orc, can I use arcane magic to probe your body? I need to determine the principle of the control spell buried in your body."

  Garona looked at the stranger in front of her vigilantly. She turned her head and cast a questioning look at Khadgar, the only person she could trust.

  Khadgar looked at the blue-haired high elf with some doubts. He didn't feel any arcane energy fluctuations from him. He didn't know why this elf was so confident that he could dispel Garona's spell.

   "Charlemagne, who is this?"

Khadgar, who couldn't figure it out, simply asked the Duke Theron who brought him here, Charlemagne smiled mysteriously, "This Marek is one of the most powerful mages in the world, so it will be no problem to leave it to him. "

  Although Khadgar still couldn't let go, he still nodded, "Well, I believe you."

  After getting Garona's approval, Malygos pointed his finger on the palm of the half-orc thief under Khadgar's scrutinizing gaze, and a blue-purple arcane light visible to the naked eye spread upwards along Garona's arm.

"Um?!"

The frightening arcane energy on Malygos just now made Khadgar's eyes widen, and he turned his head to Charlemagne with an expression of disbelief and asked, "Who the **** is he? surpassed my mentor Medivh, who..."

   "Hush!"

  Charlemagne made a quiet gesture, "I'll explain it to you privately when I have a chance. Let's calm down and watch now."

  When Garona also looked at the flow of arcane energy flowing around her body in amazement, Malygos's eyes suddenly flashed a gleam.

   "I see, it turns out this is how it works."

  Malygos lightly stretched out his finger and touched Garona's forehead again. With the arcane light flashing from his fingertips, a green tattoo-like pattern appeared on Garona's forehead.

  Under the spellweaver's arcane magic suppression, this forgiving-colored pattern gradually disappeared from Garona's forehead.

   At the same time, on the deck of a certain ship heading from Kalimdor to the Eastern Continent, a two-headed ogre with a triumphant laugh suddenly changed his face, and blood spurted out of his ugly two-headed mouth at the same time.

"How can it be!"

   "Spell! The spell has been cracked! Ahhhh!"

  The two heads made strange noises respectively, and then the one-eyed eyes on the two heads rolled their eyes at the same time. His huge body fell backwards, and there was a loud "boom" when it landed without any surprise.

   Thanks to the book friend "魔· Remnant Soul" for the reward and support.