Iluhia was very brave.
This was an era where bloodlines were very important. Almost every noble considered themselves descendants of Thoradin The Great. In fact, even the current royal families of the Seven Kingdoms were mostly companions who fought alongside Thoradin The Great 2,800 years ago. For example, Terenas' ancestor, Lordan, and Soras Trollbane's ancestor was given the surname Trollbane by the Great.
No one could deny the importance of a noble bloodline in the human world.
Everyone knew that since Duque dared to protect Iluhia, the Barov Family would not be severed in the distant future.
In a sense, as long as Iluhia still carried the name of Barov, even if she was defined as a traitor (although this traitor was questionable), she would still be a noble daughter. Under the premise that Duque refused to marry a princess of the Seven Kingdoms, even if he married Iluhia and changed her surname to Barov, no one would think that there was anything wrong with Duque.
On the contrary, the Marcus that Duque made up was a lowly surname in the eyes of the nobles.
And Iluhia's announcement of giving up her surname was actually out of good intentions. She did not want Duque to offend the strongest human kingdom, Lordaeron, because of her.
That was the thinking of the nobles of Azeroth.
Terenas heaved a sigh of relief when Eluhia made that declaration. In the eyes of many kings and nobles, Duque's side had given in. Giving up the surname meant that the lineage was broken. Even if you had the so-called noble bloodline, no nobles would recognize your bloodline unless it was absolutely necessary.
Who knew …
Duque was not going to have it.
"Shut up! Iluhia, your two brothers should be hanged, but your father is not guilty. Taking away the fief is already the biggest punishment for you and your parents. Since His Highness Menethil did not take away the surname of Barov. You don't have to, and you don't have the right to, give her up. The Count under me can only be Ilucia Barov, and not a woman without a surname. "
As soon as these words came out, the throne room simply shook the earth and mountains.
Crazy!
He was going crazy!
Duque was going to fight Terenas to the death!
What kind of enmity did they have with each other?
Generally speaking, there was no enmity of killing one's father or stealing one's wife, nor was there any feud between the two countries. It was impossible for there to be such opposing emotions.
What was Duque doing?
If it was in private, Terenas would have exploded like a volcano.
But this was a Throne Conference!
You are condemning Prince Barov, he is conferring a daughter, and in theory it is not the same thing at all.
Terenas trembled violently as if he had been electrocuted by Yang Shoushou.
Duque wasn't just slapping him in the face, he was slapping him in the face, peeling off his skin, spitting on him, peeing on him, and finally playing disco dancing on his ancestral grave.
If he didn't do something to suppress Duque today, then he really wouldn't be able to survive in the future.
Only Laing and Andoine knew that Duque was not giving Terenas any chance at all. They looked at the four 'guards' behind them and chose to remain silent.
"Take your father away, Countess Ilusia." After instructing Ilusia to support the old duke, who could barely walk, Duke Duke Barov left, Duke once again looked at Terenas.
Terenas finally made his move. He stood up and raised the King's Scepter high. "Today is a day of celebration for the Alliance's victory. We have expelled the traitor Barov from the Alliance. Today is also a day of celebration for the eleven countries of the Alliance. I believe that there should be no empty seats on the Eleven Thrones, so I would like to introduce the descendant of the Alterac Royal Family, the Lord of Pristo. "
First, the door to the side hall opened, and a group of Rotterdam Royal Family guards walked in, each holding a copy of the identity document of the Lord of Pristo.
In this era, the most important thing to prove a noble's bloodline was a genealogy. A set of magically preserved genealogy was the most valuable evidence.
Then, with a so-called 'ancestral relic' and a simple blood test to match the marriage partner between nobles with the royal genealogy of other families, they would basically be 100% confirmed as descendants of nobles.
Seeing this … Duque was dumbfounded.
Damn, this is the so-called absolute proof?
Forget about DNA, there wasn't even a blood test.
Duque felt like he was in a trance.
Acting pretentious was actually this simple. If I had known earlier, I would have also gotten myself a pretentious genealogy and then made up my name to be the Kaiser and Caesar Emperors who followed Great Emperor Saladin.
Duque silently looked at the group of kings and nodded. Then, the main character of the day finally appeared.
Many people thought that the Lord of Pristo's expression would be even happier. After all, it was not every day that someone became a king. Of course, the hereditary one was not one of them.
When the five-meter-tall main door of the main hall opened with a trumpet, Lord Dawar Pristo walked out from the fully opened magnificent door. Many people who saw this lord for the first time were shocked.
Lothar was already very tall and burly among humans, but this Lord of Pristo was even taller. At a glance, he was at least 2.10 meters tall.
For humans, this was the domain of giants.
He wasn't fat, but he wasn't tall and skinny either. He wore a black and silver-edged robe that fitted him very well. The deep black gave others a noble and elegant impression, and the silver lines outlined his perfect figure.
Of course, the most eye-catching part was the ferocious dragon head embroidery on his left chest. The ferocity of the dragon head leaping out of his clothes was even more powerful than the lion emblem of Stormwind. At this moment, he clearly hadn't participated in the war against the Horde, but he just looked like a mighty war hero.
It was rare for Aurelia to tease Duque at a time like this. "Duque, he looks more like a hero in the Alliance than you do."
"Just like," Duque replied calmly.
Lord Pristo first saluted Terenas, then bowed elegantly. From the north, to the east, to the south, and then to the west, he repeated this gesture in every direction of the throne room.
It was an incomparable gesture of etiquette. It was as if only when this young noble was here, the soft, smooth curtains, golden chandeliers, and even the pure white marble steps could make this throne room look grand and majestic.
"Dawar Pristo greets Your Majesties and Commanders!" After greeting everyone, Pristo stood straight like a javelin in the middle of the throne room.
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