You call this a fucking glove?
Even a lighter rapier is not as heavy as this thing.
A glove is a glove, and a gauntlet is still a gauntlet. Look at you, it's actually a one-piece, with alloy plates attached to the places where the fingers can move.
It stands to reason that this is definitely a gauntlet, but because it contains fabric, it's not impossible to call it a glove.
Anyway, seeing Casar's glove, Duke Charmas almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He trembled and scolded angrily, "You're quibbling! First, a glove is not like this! Second, how do you explain Baron Pavin's face full of scars? "
Casar … has really been led astray by Duque. As the captain of Duque's knights, from the moment he took the oath, his future was tied to Duque's.
He strictly remembered Duque's instructions before he left, and activated his acting mode that barely reached the Oscar level.
"First, I swear in the name of my master, Duke Marcus, that this is definitely a glove. Second, I just threw the glove on Baron Pavin's face. Here, just like this. "
In front of Duke Charmas, in front of Mograine, the newly promoted Deputy Commander of the Alliance, and in front of Illucia, the biggest victim of the incident, the bastard Casar once again threw the gauntlet that he had taken off a long time ago onto the face of the Baron who had already fainted.
"Pa!" There was a loud sound, and the scene was painful. What was the difference between this and being hit in the face with half a brick? Baron Bas Pavin walked further and further down the road of unrecognisable disfigurement.
"Bastard —" Duke Charmas scolded.
"You …" Mograine could not continue even half a word.
"Ah!" Illucia covered her mouth in surprise, looking at the legendary tragic object that could become her man.
Casar, who was obviously a handsome man, continued to play dumb, "But! Baron Pavin ignored my request for a duel! Is he still a man! As a noble! I am a baron, and he is a baron! How could he refuse me so cowardly? How dare such a despicable, cowardly, good-for-nothing man call himself a noble of Rotterdam? "
After saying that, Casar picked up the gauntlet that weighed two kilograms and threw it at the unconscious Bas Pavin in front of Charmas and Mograine. "That's why I! He challenged Baron Pavin to a duel again and again! "
"Pu!" The people of Stormwind were not the only ones who burst into laughter. Even the people of the Rotterdam Kingdom could not help but burst out laughing.
Aren't you a little too fake!? Asking for a duel again and again? Are you sure you're not venting your anger?
The originally smart, capable, and handsome Knight Captain now wore a retarded expression as he recited the lines left by Duque and beat up the bastard Baron in front of everyone.
There was no need to mention how much the Tempest Man had vented his anger.
Still covering her mouth, Illucia's eyes were already blurred by tears.
She knew!
She knew that everything was left behind by Duque.
Without Duque's instructions, Casar, who had always been strict with the spirit of chivalry, would never do such a thing. Makarov would never bring people out to cause trouble. There was no way Windsor would mobilize his ten thousand private soldiers to confront Mograine, the most famous general in the Alliance.
Even if Duque was temporarily absent, Duque still took care of her and the Barov Family behind her.
Last year, when Duque came to the Barov Family for food, he promised that if the Barov Family was in trouble, he would protect them.
Today, the attitude of Stormwind was unknown, but it was clear that Duque was fulfilling his promise.
There were many men who were willing to make promises, but there were very few who were willing to take huge risks and still fulfill their promises. If the condition of 'going against the most powerful human kingdom in the world' was added to the condition, it would be even less than one in a million.
But Duque did it.
Originally, Illucia was already in despair.
King Eden courted death and destroyed the entire kingdom.
Without a kingdom, all the nobles were like castles on the beach. They looked magnificent, but when the waves came, they would collapse.
Two disappointing younger brothers first betrayed the Alliance and then disappeared. Who knew how the Barov Family would be dealt with after the war.
Think about it, even General Haas, who did not participate in the rebellion, led his soldiers to become cannon fodder. The once incomparably noble Barov Family was now just an empty shell, mercilessly squeezed out of money and resources.
In the past, those who dared to propose were either dukes or at least the first in line to the Grand Duke's throne.
Now, a Lordaeron Baron dared to come and defecate with his nose in the air, as if marrying him was beneath him.
Her best friend in Lordaeron secretly wrote a letter to her, asking her to accept this humiliating marriage.
"Give up! You are no longer that high and mighty Grand Duke's daughter. Alterac has not yet fallen, but it's not far from it. A fallen king will not have a good ending, and a fallen noble will not have a good ending either. "
"In history, many men who participated in the rebellion were hanged, and many daughters who were implicated became the victors' playthings, dying with hatred."
To be honest, on the day of Alterac's incident, Ilusia had a premonition that this would happen.
However, at that time, Duque was there to support her heart, opening his broad chest to become her, and even the entire Barov Family's safe harbor.
Even if even her parents did not think that Duque would protect them until the end, she was still willing to believe in Duque's promise.
The day Duque was exposed to the Curse of Death in Lordaeron was the fuse that nearly caused Ilusia's heart to collapse.
From that day onwards, Ilusia had truly given up hope.
However, at this moment, she was shocked to find that her daily prayers seemed to have been answered by the gods.
Yes!
Duque was still magical!
He was still the creator of miracles!
Even if he was not here for the time being, he was still firmly in control of the situation.
If that was the case, what was there to worry about?
I was so stupid!
I should have believed in him until the very end!
Even if everyone thought that Duque would die from the curse, I should not have given up this hope!
Ilusia suddenly raised her head. Everyone could see her teary eyes, and everyone could see the renewed determination in her eyes.
She smiled.
Smiled brightly.
Then Casa smiled, Makarov smiled, and even the righteous Reginald Windsor smiled. Not only them, but everyone in Stormwind smiled knowingly.
Yes!
Duque might really die.
Duque's will would be passed on, even if there were only them left on this path.
But if anyone wants to bully our people, have they asked for our permission?
Have they asked if our fists are fierce?
Have they asked if our swords are sharp?
If anyone is shameless, we will slap their face.
If anyone dares to stretch out their claws, we will cut off their claws.
Duque, you are with us.
We are with you!
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