Stormwind God

Berval is a man of great principle and determination. That's right, he was really distressed by the degenerate atmosphere spread among the aristocracy, but he was first a knight loyal to the king, and then the aristocracy.

He clapped on the spot and said with gritted teeth: "As long as you have evidence, I will support you even if you have wiped out all the nobles in Stormwind."

Instead, Duke took it easy: "Not in a hurry! Do you think Varian is the key?

Berwal's eyes suddenly became scary. He was almost hungry and rushed forward, rushing over and grabbing Duke's arms: "You know where your Majesty's soul is !?"

Varian's disappearance is the biggest stain and deepest shame since Berval became the regent! From the disappearance of Varian to being found again, people have become idiots, and Berval's heart is always tortured by guilt.

The king first gave Varian to Lothar, and then to him. He had always been strict with himself and kept the duty of the Regent. Unexpectedly, this happened. If it wasn't for the country's sake, Berwar would have committed suicide long ago.

Now Duke suddenly mentioned the news of Varian, how can you call Berval not excited! ?

"Coincidentally, when I returned in a long time, I saw some future fragments of Varian. Then, I happened to be returning in the new elven main city Teldrassil, not far from that place, I will confirm as soon as possible With Varian's safety, he has amnesia, but he is in good health. "

"Wait! You're sure, it's not your Majesty's soul ..." Bewal was taken aback: "Is Her Majesty by our side fake ?!"

"No! He's also true. Varian was unfortunate. He fell into one of the evil magics that existed, and the whole person was divided into two. The weak, lazy man in the hall was him. On the continent of Kalimdor That Varian is him too. "

Berwal opened his mouth wide and was shocked by the anecdote: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

After entering the room, Duke set up the magic barrier early to prevent eavesdropping, but he still made a snoring gesture of "hush": "If I even said this, wouldn't the one lurking in the aristocracy immediately wake up? , Guess I've seen everything through? "

"Who the **** is that !?" Boeval gritted his teeth and was penetrated by a mysterious enemy under his eyelids, which was definitely his fault.

Duke patted Boeval's shoulder: "Brother, your acting skills are so bad, I can't tell you, but you can rest assured that you give me that guy."

"I believe in you! I will leave the domestic affairs to you, and I will personally take my soldiers to pick up another Majesty!" .

Duke also felt that he was overdone, but nozdorm could endorse him, and no one could pierce him. To be honest, he himself felt that this statement was a bit ridiculous, but Nabovar was 100% convinced!

"Wait! Varian is not in danger. Picking him up now will only ruin his experience."

"You said ... experience?"

"Yes! Experience! Hell-like experience, which is what Varian lacks. Varian is good, the so-called good, is only based on a mediocre king. It is not a Mingjun, and it is not enough to carry the Alliance Great banner. Anduin and I have always had high expectations for Varian because he has that talent. "

"Talent ...?"

Duke looked up at the ceiling, as if his gaze passed through the void and over the long river of history. There, Ryan and Anduin were smiling at him.

"I always believe that talent determines the height to which a person's achievements can be reached. To reach this height, hard experience is essential. Varian has the talent to become the leader of the alliance, but his youth was too smooth Now. "

"Too smooth ..." Burval's eyes were a little confused.

"Think about it. The current tribal chief, Thrall, has a distinguished background, but spent his entire childhood and youth as a slave gladiator in the gladiator arena, facing the battle of life and death almost daily. Another On the one hand, he had a true understanding of human life, society and culture, and possessed insight and wisdom far beyond the level of orcs. Moreover, the former chief of the tribe Orgrim had been secretly teaching him and imparting the spirit of his tribe. Only then is the wise and outstanding chief warrior Sal. "

Berval was silent.

Duke is right, Varian was generally smooth before the age of 20 compared to Thrall, who had suffered hardships. King Lane was not assassinated at that time. Despite suffering from the destruction of the country, Duke is supported in the internal affairs, Anduin is carrying the flag externally, and Ryan's asylum and teaching are on his head.

Varian, who has not really experienced life and death, is a little better than the flowers in the greenhouse.

As a loyal minister, everyone at Bervalby was eager to see the growth and transformation of his lord.

"Well, Duke, you convinced me. But first I want to make sure that Her Majesty is safe."

"Yes, but I won't let you go, neither will the Royal Knights."

"Why?" Burval yelled.

"Please, that place was not visited by the Paladin. The light on your body is more dazzling than the lighthouse in the night. Even if you send ordinary knights in the past. Those who are full of justice and loyalty in their minds can easily think of the world as only black White, just mess things up. "

Berval understood what Duke meant: "Okay! I'll let MI7 and arrange for an elite ranger squadron to pass."

Duke nodded with satisfaction.

Out of the back room, Duke got into his special carriage, and Reginald and Edwin, together with Vanessa and Solanlian, were already waiting there.

As the Grand Duke, the necessary pomps are still there. The carriages are large, enough to lie down comfortably on each side, and a large amount of protection magic and anti-eavesdropping magic are solidified.

Edwin Vancliff, who was sitting opposite, first bowed his head and confessed his mistake: "Sorry, my lord, I don't even know that the enemy is a strong enemy mixed in the kingdom. It's my fault!"

"Oh! Do you know who she is now?"

"She?" Edwin responded immediately, though he wasn't absolutely sure: "Master, are you talking about Count Anristo?"

Duke gave a mysterious smile: "Edwin, remember Lord Prestor?"

In the carriage, the other four were all at the same time looking at each other. Lord Prestor, this name is not strange at all. Even Solanlian, who is far away from Quel'Thalas, has heard of Nesa, the fallen ancient guardian. Leo, who had pretended that the human lord had penetrated the alliance, almost married Princess Kalia and crowned the King of Alterac.