I traveled through time and space and became the Archbishop of Stormwind!

Chapter 54: Shocking! Black Dragon MM’s View on Choosing a Dragon’s Mate!

"What exactly is your purpose?"

Alvin took a deep breath and looked directly into Katrina's eyes.

Katrina put down her glass and tilted her head to think for a moment.

"I haven't thought about it yet,"

she said lightly.

"I've heard a lot about you recently, so I'm very interested in you."

At this time, the waiter brought the food, bowed to the two and retreated, and Katrana Prestor returned the greeting gracefully.

After the waiter left, Katrana continued, "I heard you were going to Stormwind, and I was planning to go there too. I think you might be a good helper to me. Having a bishop from the Church of the Holy Light would be very helpful to me."

"So you want to brainwash me and control me?" Alvin frowned.

Katrina smiled softly, took a sip from her red wine glass, and said gracefully, "Don't be so harsh. Becoming my brother will actually be good for you."

"However, I didn't expect you to be able to remove the magic on your own. Moreover, when I saw your little sister, I knew that my original plan would definitely fail."

"Akaritasa? What happened to her?"

Alvin asked curiously, "What does this have to do with her?"

Katrina looked at Alvin and suddenly laughed, a smile so dazzling that it attracted the attention of all the diners in the restaurant.

Her laughter was crisp and charming, as if she was mocking something.

After a while, she stopped smiling, picked up the handkerchief and wiped her lips gracefully.

"I will answer these questions later. Now you have to answer my first question. Who are you, Alvin Priest?"

The smile Katrina had just worn was completely gone, replaced by a dangerous expression.

"As you said, Alvin Priest is from the Cathedral of Holy Light in Stratholme. He may be more favored by the Holy Light, so he is stronger than the average priest."

Alvin took a deep breath and answered calmly.

Katrina looked at him without comment and continued to ask, "Second question, who am I?"

"Katrana Prestor seems to be a noble from the borders of Alterac, and also has royal blood."

Alvin looked at her and said firmly.

He didn't dare admit that he knew her true identity was the black dragon princess Onyxia.

He didn't want to die on the spot while identifying the black dragon like Marshal Windsor.

Katrana Prestor stared at Alvin coldly for a long time, her eyes filled with scrutiny and suspicion.

Finally, a smile returned to her face, as if the dangerous aura just now had never existed.

"I can't tell whether what you said is true or false, or rather, we are living in a false lie, hehe." She chuckled.

Alvin breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had gotten away with it for the time being.

The tension just now made his heart feel like it was about to jump out of his chest, and every breath was so heavy.

Alvin asked tentatively, "So, dear sister, can I ask a question?"

Katrina was putting a piece of wolf steak into her mouth. She smiled, picked up a handkerchief and covered her mouth gracefully, swallowing the food. Then she looked up and nodded as she spoke.

"Of course, dear brother."

Alvin took a deep breath and continued, "I heard that you were persuading the mayor to attack the Kingdom of Alterac. Is this true?"

Katrina stuck out her tongue, which was quite cute.

"Ha, I didn't expect my dear brother to be so direct, but I like this character of yours."

She wiped her manicure, then brought it to her mouth and blew gently, as if admiring her masterpiece.

"Yes, you could think so."

Alvin frowned.

"Why do you have to start a war?"

Katrana's smile held a hint of grimness as she spoke slowly, "To put it bluntly, it's my father's plan—well, our father's plan now. He hopes to become the king of Alterac. He's currently preparing to travel to Lordaeron to lobby the king and nobles there. The Prestor family is of royal descent, but they were brutally oppressed and driven to the border by the former King of Alterac, Aiden Pinorered. So now, my father simply wants to reclaim the throne that rightfully belongs to him."

"To put it simply, I personally don't have much interest in my father or the throne. To a large extent, this was just a spur-of-the-moment decision."

Katrina said it lightly, as if it was just an ordinary decision.

"My original plan was to go to Storm Kingdom, but I heard you were going to pass by here. Your various legends made me very... curious, so I decided to come here on the spur of the moment to wait for you and see what kind of person you are. And I... don't like to be bored."

"So you came to Tarren Mill to see me, and waiting for me got boring, so you want Tarren Mill to attack Alterac?"

Alvin frowned slightly and raised his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat from his head.

"That's right," Catalana nodded.

"But this Skarlock Barron is overly cautious, so I promised you, my dear brother—the Miracle Priest, the Spokesman of the Holy Light, the Savior of Silverpine Forest, the Noble Prince of Alterac—to be his son-in-law. This way, he will have the courage to launch an attack."

Alvin smiled bitterly and said, "So my existence is the reason why Alterac was attacked?"

"That's right, my dear brother."

Katrina said proudly, as if she had it all under control.

"So, some people who don't want to see war started set their sights on me, thinking that if they kill me, Tarren Mill will lose the support of the Church and the Prestor family. That's why the assassination just now happened?"

"It seems so," Katrina replied easily.

"Do you know the assassin's true identity?"

"There's no direct evidence, but I suspect it's Duke Falcules, a fallen noble of Alterac and a sworn enemy of the Prestor family."

Katrina looked at him with a smile.

"His cunning gives father a headache! That down-and-out fellow also wants to seize power during the chaos in Alterac. Killing you will sever our connection with Tarren Mill and weaken the power of the Prestor family. So, my dear brother, you should be their number one target now!"

Alvin was silent for a moment.

"Then can I not go to Stormwind City? Actually, I want to go back to Silvermoon City."

"No." Cattrana shook her head, her tone firm and unquestionable.

"Then can I not get married?" Alvin felt helpless.

"No." Cattrana still kept smiling, her tone relaxed but with irresistible power.

"I might have to fight orcs again, and I might get killed by them if I'm not careful."

"That's no problem. I hate orcs too. Their smell makes me sick."

Katrana said contemptuously, "And with your strength, I don't think any orc could defeat you."

"But I already have someone I like. And... I like two people at once!"

Alvin smiled bitterly and said, "I have no feelings for the mayor's daughter. This kind of forced melon is not sweet!"

"I know,"

Katrina's smile widened.

"Silvermoon City elves, right? Don't worry, as long as you listen to me, you can marry as many as you want. If you don't want to marry, just keep them as your mistresses. If she doesn't want to, I can use my magic to give her false memories and make her fall in love with you wholeheartedly..."

Katrina Prestor leaned forward and whispered seductively into Alvin's ear—

"You are a male and can have many mates at once."