Duque agreed.
Even though he still needed bandits in the future, they would need to be powerful ones. Van Cleef was definitely not up to the task. There were many things he needed to make in the following days, but there was nothing that required van Cleef's skills.
Those who truly needed van Cleef's skills would have to wait until Stormwind City was rebuilt.
Duque had always believed that talent should not be wasted.
The two were overjoyed to see Duque agree. They looked at Duque expectantly, waiting to see how much support Duque would give them.
Duque cleared his throat, "I cannot go against His Majesty's orders. So, Garien, you must give up your position as sheriff and become the commander of my private army."
"No problem." Garien was willing to do anything for the people of the Westfall Wilderness.
"Edwin, you're still new in this field, so you'll be Garien's assistant. Understand?"
"Understood, Master!" Edwin nodded.
Duque pressed his hands on the table and put on a serious expression, "As a form of support for your work behind the enemy lines, I'll allow you to recruit 3000 experienced volunteers in Southshore in my name. I'll pay each of them two gold coins in advance. Remember, you are not allowed to recruit soldiers from the Stormwind army. "
If Duque had done this before the Dark Portal incident, he would have been asking for trouble. But now, it was completely different. Among the 50,000 elite soldiers who had withdrawn from Stormwind City, less than half of them were active soldiers. The rest were the private soldiers of various nobles, militia, and even warriors who were born as ordinary citizens.
They had experienced the orcs in the past, so they were definitely experts.
Both of them heaved a sigh of relief at Duque's words. This was a great support.
"I can also transfer three Bloodsail Warships to you as your personal supply ships. But remember, I don't want you to launch too many attacks against the orcs in the first three months. You'll be courting death before the orcs' main force invades the northern continent. Also … "
Duque opened the map and pointed at Moon Creek Town in the Western Wilderness. "I know there's a Moon Creek Mine here. And I knew that in the deepest part of the mine, there was a huge hole in the sea that could be used as a secret dock. Therefore, I hope that you will use Moon Creek Town as your base and turn the Moon Creek Mine into the Beastmen's' Death Mine '. "
I said it, I really said it. Hahahaha!
Looking at Van Cleef and Stallman's worshipful gazes, Duke's heart was filled with joy.
Hahaha! I can't believe I taught the boss of the Death Mines in the 'history' to go to the Death Mines and trap the Orcs. I'm such a genius! Hahahaha!
Duque laughed in his heart. He laughed proudly and wantonly.
Van Cleef, on the other hand, had a look of realization on his face. "So when we first mentioned going to the Western Wilderness, you reacted so strongly because you actually had the same idea, but we both had the same idea?"
"That's right!" Duque acted as if he and Van Cleef had a tacit understanding.
What else could Duque say in the face of Van Cleef's perfect imagination? Of course, he could only say, "Yes! You're absolutely right! "
Van Cleef was indeed very happy.
After Duque let them leave, Van Cleef returned as soon as he left.
"Master."
"What is it?" Duque poked his head out from the mountain of documents and requests.
Van Cleef was a little bashful. "It's like this. Master, you don't seem to have any servants or maids. This doesn't match your status at all …"
Duque replied calmly, "If you say it matches your status, then please take a look at the Queen's and Prince William's palaces."
Van Cleef immediately understood what Duque meant. "Uh, Master, it's actually about my daughter, Vanessa. I'm going to the Western Wilderness now, and I'm afraid it's not safe for me to bring her along. So I was wondering if I could let her be a maid here. "
When Van Cleef mentioned Vanessa, Duque was stunned. He couldn't help but think of Vanessa van Cleef in the 'history'.
A young girl who had witnessed her father's tragic death with her own eyes. She tried her best to escape capture and survive. When she grew up, she devoted herself to restoring and rebuilding everything that her father had fought for. This sounded like a hero's coming-of-age story, didn't it? Most people would think so, but in this tragic story, the villains were the nobles of Stormwind, including the widely acknowledged wise and great King William.
The cause was also the conspiracy of the Princess of the Black Dragons, Onyxia. She tricked Van Cleef, and then in turn tricked Stormwind. Van Cleef's Mason Guild rebuilt Stormwind, and instigated the nobles of Stormwind not to pay the Mason Brotherhood a single coin's wages. This directly led to the Brotherhood's riots and demonstrations, and during the demonstrations, a stone thrown by a mason killed Queen Tiffany of William's Queen.
This was a tragedy of an official forcing the people to rebel, and a tragedy created by evil forces.
Vanessa van Cleef's most famous words were: "Hope? Is that how I should feel when I watch you lackeys of the nobles chop off my father's head? To me, hope is just a vicious joke in this cruel world. There is no hope. There is only Vanessa. "
Thinking of the tragic father-daughter duo, Van Cleef, Duque couldn't help but feel a little warmth in his heart.
"Let her come. As long as I'm not dead, I won't let her come to harm."
Edwin came with his daughter, Vanessa.
Little one … Although Duque really wanted to use this adjective to describe Vanessa, it was obvious that it wouldn't work. According to Edwin, Vanessa was only 13 years old, but she was so well-bred!
Duque's dog eyes were about to go blind.
Vanessa was about 1.70 meters tall, and had a head of black hair that reached her ears. She wasn't as beautiful as Aurelia, but she still had 80 points. The sturdy dumpling was at least a C cup. Beneath the linen shorts was a pair of long white legs.
Note that she was only 13 years old, and still had room to grow. According to the trend of history, she definitely wouldn't be disabled.
Duque coughed. "From now on, I'm your master."
"Yes, Master Marcus." The little girl called out reluctantly, her eyes red, as if Duque had forced his father to sell her here.
Duque was embarrassed. "Just help clean the room, and then learn more combat skills. I don't need a pure maid. Okay, you can go now. "
"Yes."
The little girl left, and before she left, she gave her father an extremely aggrieved look.
"Alright, Edwin, come back once every three months to report on your work. Also, remember that your 'master' is from MI7, don't get too close to him. "
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