Titan Dawn

"Why! I just want a memorial!"

"Because you haven't died yet! And you can never die, that's why!" Alison quickly glanced at the long roll of paper that was almost dragged to the floor.

Hu Feng was unwilling, leaning back and sulking the Thunder Ale in front of him.

This is the tavern of Oberding, the largest town on the Black Sea Coast. Caravans from all over the world and adventurer Luo Yi are endless.

"I think Queen Elisander was right, you need to build a museum, not a memorial hall ... I heard that you are going to donate a part of your property for exhibition?"

The owner of the tavern is an uncle of the night elves. When he is in a good mood or when a big man comes to his shop, he will guest with a bartender and waiter.

Hu Feng poked at the long scroll, "Yeah, isn't that just counting my things, the sleeping tower and the storeroom of the Yongye Palace can't fit anymore."

Uncle Elf smiled and nodded, revealing the standard elven pride in his expression.

The world of Azeroth has always been an extremely racist world, coupled with the style of night empire and the incitement of deliberate racial fanaticism, as well as the regular racist speech of Prime Minister Councillor Azshara, the elves The extremely proud attitude was even more out of control at this moment.

Even though the night elves still maintain a gentle attitude and love for nature on the surface, in some ways, the elves are even more proud than the Central Nation period 10,000 years ago.

"Hello to you, Her Majesty the Lord, I think the people of the Empire will be very happy to buy tickets to visit those collections you donated." The owner of the tavern filled a glass of Thunder Ale for Hu Feng.

"He just felt that his storage room couldn't fit." Alison Sander glanced up and glanced at Hu Feng, who had been so impressed with horse farts, smiling and debunking her husband.

"Ahem ... don't say this, come and tell me, how much property do I have since the Great Division until now? I haven't counted it myself."

The tavern owner retired with interest, and Elsie gathered the paper rolls and explained to Hu Feng slowly from the first line.

"In terms of property rights, if you are in the night empire ... you have the central mage tower of the city of Suramar and several estates in the area around the tower, all the land ownership of the three floating islands, and all the ownership of the sleeping tower. "Ali Sander turned the scroll and continued to speak.

"Because Heso is your personal slave, you also own all the shares of Heso's chaebol, and strictly speaking Heso has no property."

"Oh, you also have a pyramid mausoleum in Uldum, contributed by Wind and Towell, but I don't think you will need it."

"Is the real estate there worthwhile ... Will it make me a lot of money to transform it into a theme resort ..." Hu Feng felt a pain in his face and asked what the pyramid tomb was for.

"Where are you in the human kingdom ... The Royal Aristocratic and Garden Districts of Stormwind have a manor, which was given to you by King Ryan when you were the Supreme Commander of the Alliance. If you count the Black Dragon Princess Onyxia As a slave, you have another Linhai Manor in Stormwind City, a large number of shops in the trading area, and a lot of gold coins. "

Elisander continued to scroll down the paper roll, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Congratulations, you also have a wild boar farm in Durotar, and twenty boars and forty-five female boars on the farm ... When the Frostwolf clan first arrived in Kalimdor, Durotan gave you. "

It hurts deeply. . .

"As for the deposit of gold coins ... Oh, this is still not good ... At present, there are 1,326 gold coins, I can't bear it ... Sorry."

Hu Feng's face was sore and painful. When he thought of the millions of gold coins that Agrammar was about to leave, he felt a deep pain in his heart. . .

"In terms of art and souvenirs, your collection can be regarded as unparalleled in the world." Ali Sander continued to look down and nodded. "From the time of the War of Antiquity to the present, you have basically all the souvenirs and unique weapons and armors in almost every important period."

"So I suggest that you set the scope of donations to be more suitable in this regard. Those worm-like objects searched from the Angela area that year, Nalu-style items searched from the outer area that year, and the Northern Expedition ... oh, Something about the Lich King's stuff during the Northern Expedition. Maybe you can give them the royal scepter of Terenas and other valuable historical artworks of Lordaeron. Your Queen Carlia will be crazy. "

"Then donate these collections, anyway, I don't use those armor weapons, I don't bother to taste those artworks ... As for the books, I'll leave it to Suramar's library." Hu Feng doesn't care where Nodded and made a decision.

These things have no use for themselves except for their commemorative and ornamental significance. Now they are donated to the Imperial Museum for public exhibitions. Strictly speaking, these things are just left hand to right hand.

"As for your property inside the Sleeping Tower, the Crusaders refused to report to me the results of the inventory, and no one was allowed to visit it. Unless you ran and ordered in person, the things in the tower will always be buried in the tower at the bottom of the sea. In the bottom seal warehouse. Heisuo was salivating at the subsea warehouses guarded by the Holy Spirit himself. He said that it would be the safest in the world to be used as a bank vault. "

Elisander pouted, and said that her identity as the chief prime minister and the Titan Queen was worthless in the presence of the holy clergy.

If it is necessary to select the greatest personal achievement made by Titan Sarodal, the product of the Holy Army should be properly ranked in the top three.

Each of these demigods and half-elves, like the Guards, was thoroughly brainwashed.

Elisander wants to count God's private property? Sorry, no entry.

Whether it is all kinds of dark inhumane experiments, taboo studies, or the collection of Her Majesty's stored at the bottom of the tower, all of them belong to Titan Sarodal, and even the Queen has no right to peep. .

Well, as for those experiments and research, of course, Sarodal will not admit it, after all, his face still has to be.

However, in the storage warehouse at the bottom of the tower, Sarodal did not go together several times before and after.

If there is no magic to clean and clean up regularly, it is estimated that those warehouses are now no different from the funeral room of the mausoleum ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ 唰 唰 wrote a warrant and handed it to Elisander, Hu Feng shrugged .

"Let's move out similar things on the bottom of the sleeping tower. Rather than mold in the back room, we should show them off."

In any case, the essence and culture are always the essence of a country, and racism is an inevitable phenomenon in a country's increasingly powerful process.

The night elves don't need to look at anyone's face, and never envy and superficially desire and worship everything outside the empire.

As for what you want, go directly to grab it.

Sip a sip of spirits, the hot feeling all the way to the stomach, the sea breeze of the endless sea pouring from all sides of the tavern, the feeling of cold and hot is extremely comfortable.

Well, maybe the elves are leaking everywhere, and the architectural style that integrates with nature really needs to be changed. . .

It's all about the druids who love nature, don't they?