Of course, Duque did not have high hopes of becoming a Divine Archpriest. There were as many Bosses as there were stars in the sky. He did not know when he would die twice, and he would lose his integrity. Hence, Duke was very touched by Alonsos's invitation, but he refused to accept it no matter what.
At this time, King Dallin came up and patted Duque's shoulder.
"Forget it! Archbishop Alonsos, I think a good guy like Duque should not be a Saint. The world needs him, and … "Dallin suddenly smirked.
Duque suddenly shuddered. It was a bad feeling.
Sure enough, Duque was shot in the next second.
"Actually, if Duque is willing to use his fleet as a betrothal gift, I am willing to betroth Jaina to him."
Not just Dallin, even his brother-in-law, Drake, who had a black forehead, said, "I'm told that you look mature, but you're actually only fifteen. My sister is only twelve. "
Duque almost choked on his own saliva and ran to his corpse.
Forget it!
In the 'history', Jaina sold her father and caused the death of her father and countless rumored boyfriends.
Even if I can resurrect, I can't handle it.
Duque decisively shifted the blame. "Haha! I'll pass. I don't want to piss off Prince Arthas. "
At this moment, the twelve-year-old Jaina had already shown her potential as a beauty. Arthas, the unlucky childhood sweetheart, was head over heels for her. A little later, she would attract the heart of Kael 'thas, the prince of Cuel Salas …
"Oh, if it's a fair competition, I won't say anything even if my son loses." Terenas walked over.
Duque continued to change his target. "Haha, I don't want to be the public enemy of the Dalajan stars."
"That's strange. Isn't it natural for explorers of the mysterious path to seek a partner with the same magical talent?" Archmage Antonidas came over to make up for it.
Duque cried in his heart. You guys, why are you so obsessed? Do you think you're the aunties of an illegal matchmaking agency?
"Uh, this, I …" Duque stuttered.
At this moment, all of these old and sly fellows could see that Duque had an inexplicable resistance to the name Jaina.
Dai Lin was magnanimous. He laughed and patted Duque's shoulder. "It's alright. Perhaps you will change your mind after you see the jewel of Kul'Tiras in my house. "
Terenas waved his hand. "Kalia, come here."
"Yes, Father." A generous and gentle voice came, and the bones of the surrounding young nobles all softened.
Kalia Menethil was the second in line to inherit the throne of Lordaeron. She was the elder sister of the famous Arthas in the future, and she had a good relationship with Arthas.
It had to be said that Princess Kalia had inherited her mother, Queen Lianne's beauty. She had a quiet, oval face, extremely exquisite and noble features, and soft golden hair that cascaded down to her shoulders like a waterfall. When Kalia, who was wearing a white dress, walked gracefully in front of Duque, intentionally or unintentionally showing off her exquisite figure.
Everyone around could not help but gasp in admiration.
What a perfect beauty.
She was only 15 years old. If she became an adult, how beautiful would she be!?
Lothar whispered in his loud voice, "Damn, I almost want to marry again."
This joke was met with a burst of friendly laughter.
A faint blush appeared on Princess Kalia's face, but she still greeted him graciously: "Good evening, Duke Marcus."
Lothar, this bastard, actually tricked Duque. "Hey, young man, the princess greeted you. Don't you feel embarrassed if you don't give her a greeting gift?"
For a moment, the surrounding nobles jeered.
"Gift! Gift! Gift!! "
Anyway, everyone knew that Duque was a tycoon. Didn't the cunning Terenas want to more or less trick Duque?
Kid, at least give me 10 pounds of pearls, right?
Duque … was actually poor. Although he did not care about money, there were hundreds of thousands of refugees, and he had come to Lordaeron to show off. He really did not have much money left. Because of the war, the nobles instantly tightened their purse strings. It was difficult to sell luxury goods for a high price now.
Something like 10 pounds of gold pearls, Duque did not want to give it.
Moreover, she was the princess of Lordaeron, the strongest of the Seven Kingdoms. Would she care about this?
Of all things, she could not lose face!
Duque gently waved his mage cloak. He was just short of saying, "Get out of my way, I'm going to show off." Then, Duque made his move.
During the days of training in Karazhan, although Duque did not create an Ice Circuit that was comparable to the Arcane Fire Magic Circuit. But there was still a small circuit of ice magic.
Duque pointed his finger, and the wine in the waiter's hand suddenly flew into the air. As Duque's left index finger moved nimbly, the wine suspended in the air actually started to spin.
What kind of magical control was this?
Duque's understanding and control of elemental magic was completely beyond the imagination of an archmage like Antonidas.
The show continued, and a cold breath emerged from Duque's palm. Crystal clear ice petals formed in front of everyone's eyes.
An ice rose made of ice elements!?
Under the brilliant light, every single ice rose petal could be seen clearly, layer upon layer, forming a blooming rose. Not only that, but there was also a faint flame flowing in the cold flower path and petals, flickering. Just this dreamy appearance alone caused the ladies in the audience to exclaim.
At this moment, Duque was possessed.
He did not know why, but he remembered some classic scenes from movies.
He did a perfect hand kiss, imprinted his perverted pig mouth on the back of her snow-white and soft hand, and then handed over the Rose of Ice and Fire that was enough to kill the heart of almost any girl.
"Your Highness Princess Kalia, only the most beautiful rose can match the most beautiful you. I hope you like this little gift … "
With that, Duque retreated with great style.
To be honest, Princess Kalia had seen all kinds of luxurious gifts, but she had never seen such a creative, high-end, and classy magic Rose of Ice and Fire.
Terenas turned his head slightly to look at his court archmage. The old archmage shook his head in shame. He was telling his king: I can't do such exquisite magical control.
On the other side, the princess was completely drunk.
Her aqua blue eyes stopped moving, and in her field of vision, there was only this beautiful dreamy rose. The flickering flame in the rose had attracted all her attention. She did not even know that her face was blushing so beautifully.
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