Duque did not know that he had been sold by the Queen and Bolvar, who appeared to be loyal but was actually a scoundrel. If he succeeded, then he would have been sold and still counted the money for them.
After returning to Southshore, Duque was really busy.
He only had a few words with the mayor of Southshore, the future legendary Henny Mareb, and he was immediately overwhelmed by a lot of things. In the temporary official residence, which was a wooden house with a living room, a dining room, and two bedrooms, Duque had to face a mountain of official documents and messy requests.
Obviously, Bolvar had not played the game 'SimCity' and did not understand city planning. His fief had been passed down from his ancestors since ancient times. Bolvar was a purer warrior, and he was not good at internal affairs. Therefore, the internal affairs eventually fell to Duque.
Because he knew that Duque had strict requirements for city planning, he still had to get Duque's consent to the general direction.
With a wave of his hand, Duque first took the special permission from Barov to suppress Mayor Mareb.
"Your lord, Duke Barov, allows us to set up refugee camps and related facilities anywhere in the Hillsbrad Hills."
Then, Duque found the civil officials of Stormwind City, and with a wave of a pen, drew a circle on both sides of the road from Southshore to the Hillsbrad Farm, which was more than 100 kilometers long. Well, it was all reclaimed as farmland, and he directly made it his home.
Then, Duque asked Windsor to gather people to clean up the Yetis in the mine north of the road. This huge humanoid creature with a height of more than three meters was a great threat to the refugees in Stormwind.
Well, there was also a mine called the Jasper Mine nearby, which was kindly accepted by Duque.
Finally, Duque waited for two unexpected people, his followers Edwin van Cleef and Grian Stallman.
"Your Excellency Duke Marcus, Grian Stallman, the sheriff of the Western Wilderness, pays his respects."
Looking at the middle-aged man with grey hair in front of him, Duke unknowingly froze.
Duque had been keeping an eye on Grian Stallman. It was very simple, because according to history, this guy would become a Marshal. He was one of the few grassroots heroes who managed to climb to the top in the disastrous Stormwind.
Unlike Windsor, who died in the game's history, Garien was a late bloomer. Until Duque traveled to this world, Garien was still doing well as a marshal.
Grian was born in the Wild West.
In the 'history', he followed Lothar to Southshore when Stormwind City fell, and then joined the Knights of the First Holy Knight Uther. At that time, he was mainly active in the Holy City of Stratholme.
After that, Lordaeron was in chaos, and news of the Defias Brotherhood's rebellion came from the West Wilderness. He returned to the Western Wilderness alone to help his fellow villagers.
Because Stormwind City didn't send any reinforcements to the Westmoreland, old man Garien was furious. So, he put on his battle robe again and called upon the people of the Westmoreland to form the Westmoreland People's Army to fight against the Defias Brotherhood.
After the fall of the Brotherhood, Varian returned. Then came the Northern Expedition.
Stallman's People's Army also participated in the Northern Expedition and received a regular army, renamed the Moon Creek Brigade. Garien himself also returned to the military system, and his title rose.
After the Northern Expedition, the old man returned to his hometown with the Westmoreland People's Army. But not long after, the Great Cataclysm happened again, and the remnants of the Brotherhood rose again.
Just like that, Griaan Stallman managed to climb to the position of Marshal after repeated struggles.
Anyway, Duque knew that Garien was a super powerful person.
Now, the marshal of the future generation said the second sentence.
"Duke, I've talked to your follower, Mr. Van Cleve. I think we can open up a battlefield in the Westmoreland, break the Orcs' control over the Westmoreland. In the future, we can prepare for His Majesty Wrynn's counterattack against Stormwind City. "
"Pfft!" Duque spat out water! He really spat it out!
He spat out the water he just drank in front of Van Cleve and Stallman. Even though he turned his head, he still spat it out.
What the hell was this?
This pair of gay friends who loved and killed each other in history actually told him that they wanted to join forces to open up a battlefield behind enemy lines in the Western Wilderness?
Hey! Van Cleve! Did you know that Stallman was the one who issued the mission to behead you in 'history' …
Duque could not stop cursing in his heart, but after thinking about it, he immediately understood Stallman's reason.
Duque pretended to take out a handkerchief and wiped the corner of his mouth. "My apologies, I'm being rude. I didn't mean to mock you, I just happened to think of something. "
Van Cleve and Stallman both lowered their heads and counted the non-existent ants on the floor, pretending that they did not see the scene of Duque spitting out water. Duque was now a big shot who had to deal with thousands of affairs every day. The fact that he took the time to meet them was completely due to Van Cleve. Stallman, who was now just a small local sheriff, of course did not dare to say anything. He could only keep his doubts to himself.
Duke crossed his fingers and placed them under the tip of his nose, covering half of his face. He had a serious expression on his face. "Please note that His Majesty Wrynn has issued an edict before he went to Lordaeron to seek reinforcements. In order to deal with the possible further invasion of the Orcs, all Stormwind troops are now being reorganized, and they are forbidden from leaving the Hillsbrad Hills. Alright, I want to hear your reasons. The real reasons. "
The two fellows looked at each other, and Grian Stallman spoke first.
"Honorable Duke, I was born and raised in the Westmoreland. I know everything about the Westmoreland. His Majesty has indeed issued an imperial order for the people of the Westmoreland to seek refuge. You have also sent ships to pick up the people of the Westmoreland. But in reality, there are at least ten thousand people who are unwilling to leave their land. They are hiding in various mines, temporarily living on stored food. They need the kingdom's support. The kingdom's future counterattack against Stormwind City will also require their support. Just like when Stormwind City was besieged, it was the food from the Westmoreland that supported Stormwind City. "
After Grian finished, Duque looked at Van Cleve. "What about you?"
"Master …" Van Cleve seemed to find it difficult to speak, but he still said it. "When I left Stormwind City, I always wanted to do more for you, Master. Not long after I arrived here, I passed the profession test for [Thief]. The instructor said that I am a genius thief that appears once in fifty years. So I thought that if I lead a team of thieves, it might be more helpful to you, Master. "
Duque sighed in his heart. Talent was indeed talent. Van Cleve was made to be a thief. But history had completely changed. The Defias Brotherhood that everyone hated in history was destined to never appear again. So it was not surprising that Stallman would follow Van Cleve and seek refuge with him.
Everyone knew that he, Duque, could recruit ten thousand private soldiers. As long as he agreed, he could completely bypass the king's ban.
Duque thought for a moment. "Alright!"
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