Stratholme God

  Chapter 171 Transferring the Servant (2 more)

  This is the large-scale real incense scene of the rangers, and Aurelia knows that this is the conspiracy of Mai, and still can't expose it.

   All the rangers were dumbfounded when she told her sister and companion the price of McDonald's.

  Lor'themar is even more open-mouthed, and can put an apple in: "This, I don't seem to have met Lord Stratholme, right? Why am I the main condition?"

   Alleria rubbed her brows and smiled bitterly: "I don't know either. He will kill this guy and won't let go, and if our sisters and you don't go, he won't send troops."

  Lor'themar: "…"

  Halduron patted Lor'themar on the shoulder: "Take it as an honor, we're just extra."

  Haduron smiled even more bitterly. He was also his second-in-command. Why did he only name Lor'themar?

   When Alleria rushed back to Silvermoon City, it was already past four in the middle of the night. She just said hello and rushed to the council.

   Hearing her report, the Sun King and the councilors were dumbfounded.

  Thinking that the other party would ask for a price, who would have offered such a strange condition?

   There is nothing to say about the Windrunner sisters and Braumux, who told them that they couldn't give a ransom?

   Looking at the parchment stamped with Stratholme's lacquer seal, they have a common question - who is Lor'themar Theron?

   "It seems to be the second-in-command of Ranger General Sylvanas *Windrunner?" Great Magister Belovar was not too sure.

   quickly transferred the dossier, and a group of bigwigs looked around, but they didn't find any way out.

  As a senior ranger, Lor'themar's combat power and dominance are absolutely excellent, and that's not all. There is a certain gap between his level and the three Windrunner sisters.

  The Sun King and the others are not traversers, and it is impossible to know that McDonald's valued Lor'themar's all-rounder.

   At this point in time, Lor'themar was just a ranger captain. If it weren't for the blood elf era, when almost all the mages rushed to the streets, Lor'themar rushed the ducks to take over the broken Silvermoon City, who would have known that this product was full of internal and diplomatic talents?

   Don't mention other people, even Lor'themar himself can't know - it turns out that my grandfather is like this.

   Because of this, conspiracy theories have taken root and grown rapidly.

After   Alleria withdrew, the Yin-Yang master Darkan sneered: "Do you still need to look at it? It is clearly that the Ranger family headed by Windrunner has the heart of rebellion, and decided to join the Duke of Humanity."

   The Sun King, who originally had a good impression of Alleria guarding the border for the country for more than 3,000 years, couldn't help but have a lump in his heart at this moment, and couldn't help but think of the scene when his father was exiled by the night elves who believed in the Druid doctrine.

   Thinking again, if the rangers hadn't insisted on not burning the forest, they would have entered Zul'Aman long ago...

  Sun King Yuepin is not the taste anymore.

   Sure enough, a ranger who advocates nature is not a good thing!

   In this way, leaving the Ranger behind is also a scourge!

  The Sun King made eye contact with the councilors and completed the py transaction. He said an ancient elf language, which is probably translated into common human language: Twisted melons are not sweet, let them get out!

   The focus of their discussion quickly came to the last controversy - Countess Liadrin.

  Belloval: "Perhaps, that human took a fancy to Liadrin's beauty?"

  Darkhan sneered: "Of course, Liadrin is the real noble girl compared to those mother monkeys who are jumping around in the trees all day."

deliver?

  Or not?

   The answer is simple.

  A female priest who believes in the Holy Light, what does it have to do with our Majesty?

  Send, send, send!

   So happily decided!

   At five in the morning, the rangers were notified by the council.

"Alleria* Windrunner, Sylvanas* Windrunner and Halduron* Brightwing, after the humans sent troops to settle the siege of Silvermoon City, you will serve Duke Stratholme, no longer Quill. Part of Thalassian. And Lor'themar Theron must immediately go to the Human Barracks to the south and swear allegiance to the Duke of Stratholme."

  Despite being informed by Alleria and mentally prepared, when they were really abandoned by their motherland and compatriots, the rangers still had pain written on their faces.

   There was no negotiation or even inquiries, just a notification, and they were handled casually like worthless goods.

  Lor'themar trembled and stared angrily at the officials who came to give orders: "Can I bring my family?"

   "Of course, this is your right, Mr. Theron who serves humans." The official did not hide his contempt for Lor'themar, a former compatriot who was about to serve the short-lived species.

   "Okay! I'll go now!"

  I don't know how many rangers, with confusion and sorrow in their eyes - what are our efforts to defend Silvermoon City these days?

  Especially for all the recognized ranger bosses to change jobs, whether active or passive, this brings a strong psychological impact to the rangers.

  When they know that the council has cancelled all kinds of benefits for them and their relatives as citizens, no one knows that - the council is forcing them to get out of the way with the Big Sisters of Windrunner.

   If the rangers are still prepared for the transfer notice of the Silvermoon Council, Liadrin is really confused.

  People sit at home, and the pot comes from the sky.

who I am?

  Where am I going?

  What am I going to do?

   This is the blurring of identity and the collapse of ideas.

   She never imagined that she would be taken care of by a human duke out of nowhere.

   All she knows about McDonald's is just bad rumors in the noble salon, what [coward], [despicable duke], [slut who only picks up leaks].

   In front of her, the 'expert of betrayal of compatriots', the well-known Silver Moon Councilor Darkan, has a gloomy face.

"Your appeal is meaningless. This is a joint decision of Your Majesty and the Council. We also know that this will be difficult for you to accept, but at a time when Silvermoon City and Quel'dorei are in great danger, please the Countess for me Make sacrifices for the survival of your clan. The Quel'dorei will remember your contribution."

   "Wait! I'm looking for..."

   "Son, I'm here." An elderly priest turned to the door. He was Liadrin's mentor, High Priest Von Delore.

   "Teacher, I..."

Her teacher hugged her embarrassedly: "Child, we are sorry for you. But this is the only way we can think of to save Silvermoon City. You go... The human duke should not embarrass you. I heard that he is Godson of Archbishop Alonsos of the Holy Light. Archbishop Fao is a noble man, and his godson shouldn't be so... bad."

  Liadrin looked like a fool, looking at Darkan with a gesture, and a large number of royal maids and courtesans in charge of court etiquette poured out behind her. Before she could react, she was overwhelmed by the ritual officials and the maids.

At eight o'clock in the morning, McDonald, who had just woken up and brushed his teeth, heard that the elf had sent someone, and just excitedly came to the reception room of the bunker, when he saw the priestess Liadrin, who was wearing a style like a high imitation robe of insight. , folded his arms around his chest, and looked at him angrily.

and many more!

   Is this something wrong?

   (end of this chapter)