Stratholme God

   Chapter 626 (2 more)

   Kalia is undoubtedly a good girl, being able to come out of the real rich and glorious life, getting used to this new identity that is not a light meal, but the status gap is still huge, which is an amazing achievement in itself.

   McDonald knows very well that she is the kind of good woman who can accompany you until old age and take care of you for the rest of your life as long as there are no accidents.

   But after returning from the War of the Ancients, McDonald felt that his love life was now more like a dynamite keg, and a little spark would explode.

  In McDonnell's mind, he couldn't remember who he had offended in particular, although he would enjoy the days surrounded by beautiful women, but once he got close, it would turn into a situation where N monks had no water to eat.

   He didn't do anything, but he felt like a scumbag because of Mao?

   McDonald's is a little self-sabotaged.

  The moonlight is like water, and McDonald lay in a daze in a bathing pool with water from the moon well.

  Suddenly, the sound of small footsteps came.

   McDonald's had a towel over his eyes, but he didn't care.

   The footsteps of the three Windrunner sisters are very agile, and they really come and go like the wind.

  Waniang was silent.

  Liadrin likes to wear an epee and walks jingly.

   The only sound of footsteps was Kalia.

Um?

   McDonald's suddenly heard the rippling sound of the water, and his facial muscles twitched: "I'm the wounded!"

   "I know." Kalia replied softly.

  God's turning point is coming!

   "I brought you supper."

   McDonald thought it was a hot spring egg at first. When on Earth, it was very popular in the island country over there to put a glass of sake and a plate of side dishes on a wooden basin and go with the flow.

   Then, Kalia's supper turned out to be...

  …

   This wave is the player's full responsibility!

   This kind of cooking is not a skill that a boudoir princess should have.

   "For you, I'm willing to learn anything." Kalia gathered up her courage, blushed, and raised her head: "In other words, just be happy if you're happy. Are you not happy?"

   "No, not..."

   "That's fine."

"I……"

   "Some things are precious only when they are lost. You haven't come back for so long, we almost thought you died in the battle of the ancients."

There are thousands of words in   's heart, and McDonald's finally only came out: "Sorry."

   Kalia's smile was full of tears: "It's better than anything when you come back."

"Um."

   McDonald's didn't know what to say. As a wounded man, it was difficult for him to indulge himself. Eating a late night snack was the limit.

   When he woke up the next day, he was almost drowned by an official document as high as a mountain.

The    Alliance has been carrying the flag of Bolvar for several years. To be honest, apart from his strong willpower, Bolvar is an honest man. In fact, his abilities in all aspects are only slightly higher than the average.

   On the other hand, Bolvar is a traditional knight nobility, and his origin and age limit his knowledge and ability to accept new things. Magni Bronzebeard had mentioned military reforms several times, but Bolvar didn't dare to agree. He didn't have the judgment.

   He is a typical man of success. Letting him open up territory in various fields and let him carry the flag is also embarrassing for him.

   What's more, Varian suddenly became mentally retarded, which made him a little confused.

Hearing that McDonald's and Ronin had returned, even if McDonald's was injured, he was instructed by the Burning Legion and needed to recuperate at Mount Hyjal for the time being. Bolvar breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately arranged the backlog of official documents to Mai. .

   After a busy day, McDonald's initially settled on the most important executive order.

   Tyrande approached the door for a private meeting.

   "Looks like you're well rested."

Um?

   "Even if you go back and forth, it will be very tiring."

Uh-huh? ?

   This Tyrande was not dropped by anyone, right? Why does it feel like I'm playing Onmyoji mobile game?

   This must be my illusion.

   McDonald pretended not to understand and continued listening.

   "I applied to the Alliance for three years about this. But no one dared to make a decision. I can only wait for you to come." Tyrande unfolded the military map very normally.

"it is good."

"The Horde kept expanding while you were away, and now they've built those ugly outposts across from every Alliance camp. They've taken almost the entire Desolace, half of Stonetalon, half of The barren land, most of the Tanaris desert." Tyrande's fingers kept clicking across the map.

  McDonald pouted, disapprovingly.

   He also pointed to the map of Kalimdor Continent.

"It doesn't matter! I have already made all the arrangements before I leave. Regardless of the fact that the tribe has a lot of territory now, the Thunder Bluff area where the tauren, the main force of the tribe, is not directly connected to the Feralas area of ​​the main city of the orcs. This is the largest area of ​​the tribe. As long as the alliance thinks about it, we can use the Feathermoon Fortress to the west of Feralas as the core, and send troops together with the tree-shaded fortress to the east, forming a situation of two breads."

   Tyrande was delighted when he heard it, and pointedly said, "I can see that you really like cheese on two breads."

   McDonald's scalp went numb, and he felt like he was being caught.

   "Your Excellency Yufeng, what is your opinion on my judgment as the leader of the alliance?"

   Tyrande said decisively: "No."

   However, her posture is to press the map table with both hands, separated in a figure-eight shape, a standard tiger roaring posture.

  For some reason, McDonald always felt that she was demonstrating, as if the next note was: "Meow—"

  No, it's not like, she's just demonstrating!

   With the rugged terrain of Mount Hyjal, the tactic of putting cheese on two breads is really stress-free.

   "You..." McDonald was embarrassed for a while: "Have you found it?"

"Of course, you didn't have Elune's power and mark in your body before, I'm not sure yet. I'll find out as soon as you come back. Don't forget, this is my territory." Tyrande raised the corner of his mouth a little smugly. The conversation changed: "Will you at least let me repay your life-saving grace?"

  McDonald was a shock on the spot: "This, why bother? Besides, you don't have Stormrage..."

"Don't mention them, just don't make me mad. When it comes to the critical moment, all kinds of... um, according to what you humans say, all kinds of crotch pulls. Since I met you, I don't like anyone. "

   Chaos! messed up! Totally messed up!

   McDonald's had never asked before, nor dared to ask Tyrande's relationship with Malfurion. Obviously, because of his relationship in this parallel world, everything is messed up!

  Tyrande's last words made Mai Xie come up with a cool air, from the soles of his feet to the sky.

   "You can dislike me, but you can't control that I dislike you!"

   She is very serious, very serious.

   is not a joke, but as a woman, she mustered up the courage to declare her love to the man she admired.

  This exaggerated straight-ball attack gave McDonald's no chance to even fool him.

  I don't care about anything, I will look for you and hold on. Just to force you to make a statement.

   (end of this chapter)