Stratholme God

   Chapter 709 Fake show? Real drama!

  Life is so hard.

   As a young man, I feel suffocated and breathless when I am busy with my career.

   After going back, he will be forced into a fancy marriage.

   "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No?"

   "I have a daylily girl here who is 20 years and 240 months old..."

   "Have it? When will it end?"

"over?"

   "When is one, two, three babies?"

   "How is your child's academic performance?"

  …

   McDonald didn't expect that when he came to another world, even if he lost his parents and messy relatives, he would be forced to marry by a group of younger brothers.

  When he was at war, these vassals who were observant didn't say a word of nonsense, and their work was extremely efficient. Once they were free, all kinds of tricks came out.

   The proposal of the two palace ministers is actually similar to renting a female friend at home during the Chinese New Year.

   It is rent in name, but in reality it contains evil intentions!

   These two **** would love to see McDonald's fake it.

  You see, the earth was affected by the epidemic last year. Some people in China who rented their girlfriends home were accidentally locked in their homes, and then the rental period became a lifetime.

   McDonald's had a splitting headache.

  Catherine can't be deceived by any falsification, that old woman is very sophisticated.

   Looking for a reason to prevaricate, she will not leave. For the national luck of Kul Tiras, it is estimated that she can do it all.

   Many times, the old man just does whatever he wants, especially when she is still her own. You really can't do anything with her.

  Want to drink poison to quench your thirst?

   McDonald's throat grunted, and in the end, he couldn't hold it back.

   Over there, in the State Guest House in Collin City, Catherine was talking to her daughter using a magic mirror.

  Gianna was worried: "Mother, I'm still against this. McDonald's is a very assertive person, and he won't agree."

   Katherine put her hands on her hips and her eyes were firm: "If he doesn't agree, I will find a way to get him to agree. This is related to our country's century-old national destiny. Once we miss it, I don't know what the consequences will be."

"but……"

  Catherine was still a little aggressive: "My child, are you against marrying McDonald's itself, or against my rashness?"

   Jaina lowered her head: "My surname is Proudmoore, so I only object to your aggressiveness."

Catherine's eyes softened: "McDonald's is too shrewd. He is the kind of hero who can't get in the way. If he doesn't do something to disrupt his plans, the entire alliance, even the opposite tribe, will only be A **** on his chessboard. Of course, the price of this is likely to anger him. But if we do nothing, Kul Tiras will surely decline, and our homeland of Boralus will become unwilling to all merchant ships. Dead port of call."

   Jaina sighed: "Mother, I know, I will follow your decision."

   After saying that, Jaina bowed deeply and cut off the communication.

  Catherine also felt sorry for Jaina, but she and her country didn't have much choice.

   Thanks to technological advancements, all countries in the alliance have made great progress, but Kul Tiras is completely behind the generations. Although it's not like "being beaten when you fall behind", it can be reduced to Gilneas, where a good wolf king becomes a watchdog, which Catherine absolutely does not want to see.

   At this moment, a messenger suddenly sent a message that McDonald's invited her to go to Stratholme for a dinner party in three days.

   This gave Catherine a bad feeling.

  The two countries, especially the two important powers, need to discuss marriage is not a simple matter.

   Usually, the messenger contacts first, then the influential nobles and elders communicate and decide on some important matters, and finally they reach the level of the king.

  So this kind of thing can't be done by Tandre himself. If the talks between the kings collapse, there will be a deadlock, so there is no room for turning back.

  McDonald's sudden play really caught Catherine by surprise.

   What else can she do?

   Only for dinner.

   In the past three days, she has been trying to find a way to find out the news, but Stratholme City was run by someone without any leakage. In the end, she still had to dress up to attend.

  The roll call of the ceremonial official, the greetings between the two sides, everything is in accordance with the highest standards of the human kingdom.

  Everything was fine, but the woman beside McDonald's deeply stabbed Catherine's eyeballs - Tyrande Whisper, the high priest of the night elves, the de facto ruler of the night elves.

When    first saw her, Catherine thought it was a deliberate game set up by McDonald to reject her.

   Immediately she denied her idea.

   is not a game!

  Because Tyrande not only sat in the seat of the hostess next to McDonald's at today's dinner party, she also specially changed her makeup. It was originally an oil paint with the characteristics of night elves, but now she has not only removed the oil paint, but also wore an evening dress made of mooncloth, which is obviously Lordaeron style.

   A large diamond-shaped cutout on the chest is matched with white gauze, showing the quality violence of Hyjal Twin Peaks.

  A slender gold chain that should not have been around the high priest's neck, and the pendant was the Holy Grail emblem of the Stratholme family.

   What's even more amazing is her intimacy, she didn't hesitate to wrap her arms around McDonald's.

   I have to say that there is something wrong, that is, McDonald's expression is stiff.

  At this point, McDonald's statement was not the most important thing. As a woman, Catherine could see at a glance the undisguised love for McDonald's in Tyrande's eyes.

   Careless!

  The Stratholme Federation and the night elves are married, isn't it sweet?

In the    alliance, one is the largest kingdom like an empire, and the other is a giant group that dominates nearly half of the Kalimdor continent.

   Once the marriage is successful and the racial integration is completed, the secular power game in the world of Azeroth will usher in the finale.

   "I'm sorry, in fact, I met Tyrande in the War of the Ancients."

   "Yes, McDonald saved me in that battle." Tyrande flashed with the group, explaining McDonald's heroic performance.

  Catherine was still a little unwilling: "This, of course I am not against interracial love. It's just that Your Excellency Whisperwind is the high priest of the goddess Elune, right? Does the goddess agree?"

   Before he finished speaking, the sky suddenly cleared up.

  Bah, it is the brilliant moonlight swaying on the ground, slanting through the window, and there is a faint sound of music in the changing moonlight, as if playing an ode to joy.

  Catherine: "..."

Tyrande proudly wrapped his arms around McDonald's: "The goddess agreed early on, you know? McDonald's is actually the goddess' elector. He is the only three voters in the world who can use [Starfall]. one."

  For selfishness, McDonald's saved Tyrande's life and was full of love.

  Yu Gong, the two have equal identities. A human quasi-monarch marrying a night elf leader will undoubtedly promote the harmonious development of the relationship between the various ethnic groups in the alliance. You see, the boss has set an example, who dares to play racism.

   I really can't say anything wrong.

  Catherine's big plan will be stillborn before it can be implemented, and she suddenly feels that her heart is aching.

   (end of this chapter)