Stormwind God

Orgrim took away almost two-headed ogres and Gron, but did not wait for Gul'dan and his Storm Predatory Clan, and Gujar's Twilight Hammer Clan.

After wandering in the mountains for three days, Orgrim decided to change his march, bypass the North Post, and return from the original Troll Rotten Moss settlement to the north of the Hinterlands. He was about to attack Lordaeron on a route unimaginable by anyone in the league.

Duke should have responded immediately. But the rapid march in recent days has made Duke's troops quite tired, and he can only order a three-day rest.

At this point in time, the high elves held a banquet.

Correct! A banquet celebrating the victory against the invaders.

When he heard the news, Duke felt like a dog.

celebrate! ? Celebrate a woolen yarn! Three hundred thousand died back and forth, and almost a third of the high elves were killed. After only killing 50,000 trolls, how dare you still be the winner of the war?

"Sorry! It's because our casualties were too heavy. Father Wang and all members agreed to hold a grand banquet to celebrate victory and improve the morale of the nation." Kael'thas used a very sorry expression to "Also, this will be the signing ceremony for Quel'Thalas' official joining the Lordaeron Alliance," said Duke, almost begging.

Since it is officially joined, then the highest representative sent by Duke, the union, cannot help but not attend.

That feeling is like asking you to eat flies, do you want to be fresh? Still want the original flavor?

Obviously he has been beaten as a dog, and he has to whitewash the peace and show off his force.

To die for the sake of face and suffering is to describe Quer'dorei (High Elf). Is it the commoner who suffers from sin?

Irohija next quietly pulled Raduk's corner of clothing, Duke managed to swallow his breath, and finally nodded.

After finally waiting for Kael'thas to leave, Ilucia sighed: "Sorry, Duke, I know you are not used to it. Seriously, I grew up in the house of a high nobleman, and I still have no habit. Leader The reduction of land and the destruction of territories only means a reduction in income. As long as the country is not destroyed, everything can be restarted ... this is the way of thinking of the noble superiors. "

"I see." Duke didn't hide his dislike of the Elven Council and the nobles.

Sometimes, Duke even felt that the Dark Gates had one, two, or three wars, which might be a good thing. Without so many foreign enemies sweeping away these bad guys, Azeroth is still the world that is rotten into the bones and is beyond remedy.

Duke ... contradictory.

At night, the time for the celebration party has not yet arrived.

The 'bird carriages' pulled by ornately decorated chocobos have filled every gap in the Sun Kings Square.

Before seeing so many noble carriages, Duke would never have thought there were so many nobles in Quel'Thalas. Each chocobo is combed with shiny hair, like a proud phoenix, raising its head high, exuding a chill.

Elves dressed like the nobles of the Storm Kingdom stood in front of the car. They are luxuriously and elegantly dressed with gold and silver ornaments with magic effects, which has the most elegant style.

Iluchia did not say quietly that Duke would not know if he was killed. It turns out that these guys are nothing but drivers.

Count Chapelman! ?

Aristocrats of the Stormwind Kingdom! Should I buy a box of tofu to drown yourself ...

This extreme luxury made Duke startled.

The sunlit king's court, which is gorgeously decorated and full of the style of the sunstruck king's palace, is brightly lit, and the dazzling magic lights make the whole palace full of circular towers dominated by white, red and gold. .

Across the huge red carpet over twenty meters wide, Duke let Iluchia, who was present as a female companion, hold his hand and slowly walk up the steps. Stepping on the neat white jade texture stone brick ground, Duke couldn't help looking up at the statues of female elves who were skillful on both sides of the stairs. These statues, or wen or martial arts, sang the greatness of the Sun-seeker Wang Ting with vivid carving lines and passionate movements.

Came to the hall entrance.

Kael'thas put on a festive robe to greet every guest.

Unexpectedly, Duke accidentally, Aurelia also put on a family-style emerald court dress, and accompanied Kael'thas to greet the guests.

Seeing Duke coming, Aurelia skirted a lady's ceremony. The elegant temperament and the dignified manner made Duke unable to connect her with the wild elven ranger.

Alleria stretched out a sweet smile and said in her nice voice: "Thank you for coming, Duke. If you are absent, the whole Quel'Thalas will be ashamed."

But Duke was sensitive to what he was looking at. He looked at Aurelia's plump lips and bright appearance, but accidentally found a hint of haze hidden in Aurelia's bright eyes.

"Aurelia, what happened?" Duke said as he prepared a kiss.

Who knew Aurelia hugged him "enthusiastically", her low voice sounded in her ears: "Nothing, as you said, there is always a need for a big man's helpless show, but it's my turn today That's it. "

Make a show!

Duke understood a little.

If the trolls don't strike, or come back without success, Aurelia must be held accountable and held accountable as an elf's shame.

The fact is that the trolls came and killed Quel'Thalas. In order to whitewash the peace and restore the morale of the people, the elves must have a hero to distract the public's attention.

Kael'thas lost or won at most, but at best, he made a difference.

But Aurelia is different. Since then, she has a close relationship with the alliance. After two facts, she has been proved to be correct ...

Raising Aurelia as a hero can deal with the people and the alliance at the same time.

As for what she would like to transfer back to, she only needs to be low-key. Let's talk about the flames before us.

Duke sighed deeply.

Because there were so many guests, Duke went in after a short conversation with Aurelia.

The huge hall with a diameter of more than one kilometer is filled with countless dining tables, and a variety of rich food and flowers have filled the entire venue. When Duke entered, there were already a large number of nobles in them. They took goblets and communicated with each other, not letting go of any chance of communication.

The atmosphere is enthusiastic and totally unthinkable. This is a country that has just gone through the flames of war, and one-third of its citizens have suffered unfortunately.

The banquet began enthusiastically, but Duke noticed that Aurelia, one of the protagonists of the banquet, was laughing, but seemed to be crying. (To be continued.)