A drunk man weighed a ton.
This was the common thought of every woman who had no choice but to serve a drunk man.
The only fortunate thing was that as soon as he left the room, Duque's knights came up to carry the most expensive drunkard in the Alliance.
"Hmm, leave it to us from here to the VIP room." Casar Ulysses, who had been chosen as the captain of the knights, smiled as he took Duque.
With the Alliance operating well and winning every victory, it was not an exaggeration to say that Duque was the most important person in the Alliance. There was even a slightly exaggerated saying that the Sword Saint of the Fireblade Clan could assassinate anyone. As long as Duque was still around, the Alliance would not collapse.
Casar and another knight each held onto Duque's arms, while twelve fully armed knights escorted Duque to the room in the state guesthouse.
Before entering the room, Vanessa's expression and appearance were elegant and in line with the image of a maid.
But when the two knights placed the drunkard Duque on the bed and said, "Miss Van Cleef, I will leave the Lord to you." This sentence made Vanessa blush for no reason.
Thump thump!
Her heart was beating so fast.
She did not think much of it at first, but after hearing what those two fellows said, she felt that something was going to happen.
Along the way, she had heard too many terrible stories of the nobles bullying and humiliating their maids. Living teaching material for the young masters of the nobles, lovers of the counts …
Almost subconsciously, Vanessa pulled up her maid's skirt. Of course, it was not for benefits, but purely to make it easier to pull out the throwing knife tied to her thigh.
In the next moment, Vanessa felt that she was really an idiot.
"Damn it, if I really hurt Duque, my dad will be the first to kill me," Vanessa muttered.
One had to know that in the past New Year, Edwin van Cleef made a trip back to Southshore. He talked incessantly to her about the progress in the Western Wilderness.
According to Duque's arrangements, he and Gillian Stallman had successfully established a base in the mines of Moon Creek in the Western Wilderness. Not only did they succeed in saving more than two thousand people under the noses of the tribe and safely sending them to Southshore, they also gained a foothold in the mines.
"Using the complicated terrain of the mine, we killed more than 500 Orcs, and we only lost less than 30 people. That's why we decided to name it the Deadmines. This means that it's the grave of all beastmen. "
Edwin did not know that he had made history take an interesting turn. [Deadmines] had appeared in advance, but in a different form, a form that was more righteous and glorious.
"Vanessa, I heard about Master Marcus's feat. Another several hundred thousand beastmen. Oh, by the Holy Light, I think Master's wisdom is almost on par with Thoradin The Great. A hero who fought against the evil alien race in the human world! But can you imagine? If something bad happens to him, how can I, Garien, Reginald, and the other ministers continue to be loyal to our master? "Lucien thought to himself. Oh — just thinking about it breaks my heart. "
Vanessa was speechless when she felt her father's fanatical worship of Duque. Vanessa was still young and did not have much of a sense of Duque's greatness. At most, she felt that Duque was very powerful. The problem was that her father wanted to gift his daughter a gift!
Remembering that she was already 14 years old, soon to be the generally accepted age of 15 for marriage, Vanessa felt conflicted.
The only fortunate thing was that although her father's hints were very obvious, he was still a father who doted on his daughter and did not directly force her.
The memory ended.
Alright, here's the problem. What if Duque went berserk and she gave in? Or not?
Feeling extremely conflicted, Vanessa poked Duke's rather handsome face with her index finger.
"Huff huff huff …" He breathed evenly.
Uh, this bullshit Grand Duke's alcohol tolerance was pretty good. At least he didn't go berserk after getting drunk, nor did he go berserk.
Squatting at the head of the bed, she looked at Duque's calm and youthful face. She could not imagine that this ridiculously young man was the core figure of the Alliance who controlled hundreds of thousands of soldiers and the future of the entire human race.
"What if … seems … not …" Before Vanessa could finish talking to herself, she suddenly heard a commotion at the door.
"Let me in! I have the most urgent matter to look for Duque! "It was a female voice that Vanessa was familiar with.
"My apologies, His Excellency Vice Commander just had a drinking contest with His Majesty Kudran Wildhammer and is now dead drunk. If there's anything, please talk tomorrow." This was the voice of the knight captain, Casa. Clearly, he and his men were blocking the way.
"By the Sunwell! How can he get drunk at this time! No, I have to see him, I can't wait a second longer. "
"Get out of the way, even if you have to splash him with water to wake him up." This was the voice of another woman.
Most of the Wildhammer Dwarves' houses were built in caves. In the entire state guesthouse, apart from a secret exit for escape, there was only one main door. When Vanessa opened the door, she saw the Windrunner sisters arguing with the knights.
Yes, not only Cirvanas, but also Aurelia who seemed to have just rushed back, looking travel-worn.
Their quarrel alarmed many people.
Gavinrad and Reginald, who didn't drink much, and Illucia, who didn't drink much, came out.
Looking at this scene, Illucia suddenly remembered Duke's shocking plan, and she had an epiphany.
This situation is probably within your expectations, right?
But have you ever thought that you will get drunk?
Illucia gently brushed her black hair, the corners of her mouth curving into a cute smile. She rarely gave a fake order, "Master Marcus said that if the Windrunner sisters want to come, let them in. If Sir Ulysses is not at ease, you can also let the Windrunner sisters remove their weapons and enter. Of course, Sir Ulysses can also come in. "
Everyone knew that Duque and Aurelia had a special relationship, but no one said it out loud.
In fact, weapons were not the main point.
With such an important matter at hand, Aurelia very nimbly removed her longbow and the ranger's dagger, and handed them to the accompanying elven ranger.
She and Cirvanas almost rushed into the room, and then saw Vanessa standing by Duque's bed.
Vanessa said, "Sorry, Sir is very drunk. If possible, I don't even want you to wake him up. In fact, he can't do anything even if he is awake. "
Aurelia's face, which was always full of confidence, always dignified, and always in high spirits, almost collapsed in an instant.
"Oh my god! Cuel Salas is about to be attacked! You're actually drunk!? "
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