Du Ke was like a dead dog, a dead dog in the soul.
Thanks to the Red Dragon Queen's buff, Duque made it through.
He pressed down on Tyrande just like that. Normal people wouldn't like such a feeling, but Tyrande seemed to enjoy treating Duque like a human blanket.
As for being 20 years late, Duque actually wanted to say that he was only two thousandths of a time late. But considering that Tyrande's days felt like years, Duque decided to shut his mouth.
"Transmigration is too messy." Tyrande sighed.
"Blame Nozdorm. When I have time, I'll definitely find him. "
"Forget it. I'm already very happy that you're back. At least I can tell myself that the long and painful wait has finally come to an end. "
"Phew —" Duque exhaled. "Get up. We have more things to do than a mountain."
"Eek!" Just as Tyrande stood up, her body suddenly stiffened. Her blue eyebrows furrowed.
"What? Does it hurt? I told you not to be so crazy. "Duque took the opportunity to lecture her.
"No, my body is fine. You just pressed against my hair …"
"…"
Duque suddenly wanted to cry. Damn, a female driver can't be hurt while racing!
Half an hour later, a radiant Tyrande returned to the priestess and elegance of the High Priestess.
Duque didn't know if he was a fraud or if Tyrande was a fraud.
"Alright, great Uncrowned Lord of the Alliance, after you've visited your precious Queens, I'll be waiting for you. Remember to stay one more night when you come to sign the contract. "
Duque bared his teeth. Tyrande really dared to say that.
Alright, Duque knew that he couldn't promise her anything. After all, he could only give her one title. If he gave her one, what about the others?
If he made a mistake, the Alliance would have a civil war before the Horde could rise!
But …
"Contract?"
"Wrynn and Bronzebeard invited me to join the Alliance many times. I've been dragging it out. It's not that the Night Elves don't want to join, but it's because I didn't dare to leave the fate of my people in Varian Wrynn's hands. He was still too young and lacked experience. And after he disappeared and returned, he became muddle-headed. "
When Duque heard this, his heart skipped a beat. Indeed, without him around, history would easily return to its original path.
However, Duque had no intention of saving William at the moment.
Whether or not a person could become a useful person depended on their talent. Those with good talent would undoubtedly succeed more easily than those with poor talent. In this life, William's teenage years were relatively smooth. Because of Duque's intervention, King Laing's death was delayed for a long time. This prevented William's childhood from being too terrible.
This, in turn, has its disadvantages.
Without the bitter days of being homeless and living under someone else's roof, William's temperament in this life was still too jumpy and not steady enough.
Apart from talent, the key to a person's success was experience. Only by gaining true experience from cruel events and sharpening one's willpower and ability would one have the opportunity to become a true expert.
Therefore, even though Duque knew who the mastermind was, Duque still chose to remain silent.
Four years had passed, and the biggest news was Anduin Lothar's death. He had passed away peacefully last spring at the age of 65 after receiving the news of William's return.
For humans in this era, Lothar was considered to have lived a long life. Moreover, he had been seriously injured during the duel with Orgrim on the Scorching Plains, which left him with a lingering illness. It was already a miracle that he could survive for so long.
Moreover, he had repeatedly rejected the [Eternal Life] that Duque had stolen from Nozdormu.
"My life can be said to be magnificent. I've failed before, but I've always won in the end. As a warrior, I've already obtained the ultimate glory. I have no regrets to be able to see William and you grow up and become independent. Let me die as a knight. "This was what Lothar had said to Duque back then.
Duque knew that Lothar hoped that the Arathi royal bloodline, which was meaningless in his eyes, would end here. This was because a noble and righteous bloodline would not be a good thing for the human countries, or even the entire Alliance.
"Sigh! The noble has already passed away, but a fellow like me has obtained eternal life … "Duque could not help but mock himself.
Suddenly, Tyrande held Duque's face in her hands, and a pair of silver eyes that seemed to be able to speak shot a reproachful gaze at him. "Duque! Don't belittle yourself! By belittling yourself, you're belittling me. What do you think drove me to learn those things that made me want to die from embarrassment? And why do you think I had to wait for you for ten thousand years? "
"Uh …"
"There's only one answer! A great hero like you is worthy of me giving up everything to love you. It's worth me going crazy for you, and even falling for you! Do you understand?! "
Faced with Tyrande's burning gaze, Duque could not hold it in any longer and kissed her fiercely.
Compared to Lothar's death, what surprised Duque more was that Illucia had become the queen of the New Alterac Kingdom last year. Alterac's territory included the current South Sea City-State, Gorhold Castle, Tarren Mill, and the old Broken Ridge of the former Alterac Kingdom, with Southshore as its capital.
Although this had all happened when Duque was not around, Duque could still understand the context of the matter. His harem seemed to be using this method to maintain their influence within the Alliance.
Cirvanas, Jaina, Illucia, and now Tyrande, as well as Kalia, who had always been loyal to Duque, meant that Duque had five votes in the kingdom.
Moreover, Bolvar Fordragon was the regent of Stormwind, so it was not difficult to convince him. This meant that Duque still had the absolute say in the Alliance.
Originally, the Alliance had a great advantage, but the problem was that in these four years, the Horde had risen rapidly. The biggest difference was that in this life, the Horde had accepted goblins into the Horde in advance.
He did not know if it was because of the history of the Battle of the Scorching Plains, or because he had personally witnessed the Battle of Mount Hyjal, but the performance of the Alliance had deeply stimulated Thrall. As a result, after the Goblins on both sides who wanted to earn money through underhanded means were jointly blocked by Jaina and Ilusia, Thrall directly threw out an olive branch to the angry Goblins.
In addition, Anastrian had brought the Forsaken to Winterspring. In terms of results, the Horde had basically surrounded half of the Night Elves' territory.
Duque narrowed his eyes, and first drew a circle on the map of the Kalimdor Continent, at the place that would become Rustwater Port in the future.
"We must not let the Horde surround us …"
What gave Duque the most headache was that in the report that Aurelia had sent to Tyrande, there was a piece of information. A large number of Orcs, formerly of the Blackrock clan, had begun to occupy the Blackrock Mountain area between the Burning Plains and the Scorching Canyon.
They showed signs of colluding with the Black Dragons.
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