Nethario, are you dead?
If you're not dead, just snort.
"Roar —"
You're not qualified. You really don't know how to cooperate. Can't you practice the 'Lying Dead Swordsmanship' properly? Are you really going to lie down for me to see?
Also, I told you to snort, not roar!
"Roar —" Nethario's voice came from the sky. It was clearly filled with pain and anger.
On an empty balcony in Rotterdam, Duque, who looked like a bystander but was actually the culprit, tasted the delicacies left behind by his host without any restraint.
Well, the great noble of Rotterdam and his servant were so scared that they hid in the basement. They had no idea that their balcony had been occupied by a shameless traitor.
As Duke sat with his legs crossed, eating the snacks and drinking the warm wine, a melodious voice like that of an oriole suddenly came from behind him.
"Yo, you demolished someone's palace, and you still have the nerve to stay here and have fun."
Duque glanced back.
Yes, the first thing that entered his eyes was the mermaid line on her abdomen that was still incomparably clear on her tights. Above that was naturally the pair of majestic Hyjal peaks, and further above that was, of course, the beautiful face that seemed to be angry.
"Hey, Aurelia, don't spout nonsense. It was Deathwing who demolished the palace of Rotterdam. If Terenas isn't satisfied, he can send the palace repair bill to Neltharion. "
"Pfft!" Aurelia was really amused by Duque. She put her hands on her hips and laughed. When she finally finished laughing, she walked over and sat gracefully on the red velvet sofa beside Duque.
When she did not show her wild side, Aurelia was a typical noble lady.
Unfortunately, the Windrunner's demeanor only lasted for three seconds.
Her temperament was like the wind in her bones, causing her to quickly reveal her true colors. Her bright smile carried a hint of ridicule: "Du Ke! You're really willing? It's obviously a good opportunity to 'hide a mistress' with the princess as you said. "
"Tsk!" Duque righteously recalled Princess Kalia's graceful female body in her underwear and said in a deep voice, "Not every kind of love is called possession. Sometimes appreciating and letting go is also a good way to praise beauty. You can choose not to believe me, but your sister, Lilas, is by Kalia's side! "
"All right, all right, I'm not really jealous. Don't treat me as such a petty woman, okay? I know you're the real hero of the Alliance! " After saying that, Aurelia didn't care if there were still people looking at them and directly gave Duque a hot kiss.
"Yes, yes. That's more like it. "
After the kiss, Aurelia returned to the sofa and muttered in a low voice, "Even an old lady like me who has seen through the world is infatuated with you. I'm afraid that little girl, Kalia, will love you even more after she goes out."
"What?" Duque didn't hear it.
"Nothing! I'm just talking to myself. Why isn't Nesario dead yet? "Aurelia quickly diverted Duque's attention.
"It's not that simple. Nesario still has a trump card that he hasn't used. Alexstrasza and the others know that too. " If there were no external forces involved, under normal circumstances, Nesario would have fallen long ago under the premise that there was not much difference in individual combat power. He wouldn't have to wait for the cataclysm in the future.
But …
At this moment, heavy footsteps came from the stairs of the room behind the terrace.
"Duque, you're actually watching the show here?" There was no need to ask to know that the loud voice belonged to Lothar.
It wasn't just Lothar. Duque was a little surprised to find that it was actually Sasha leading Laing, Daelin, the Bronzebeard Brothers, Gerbin, and Kudran.
Below, a large group of guards from various countries were protecting the house impenetrably.
"Hey! You guys … "Duque stood up with a wry smile while looking at Lothar with a slightly reproachful gaze.
King Laing took the initiative to speak up. "Don't blame Andoine, I know you asked us to take refuge in the basement for our own good. But … even the mastermind dares to watch the show here, while we hide in the basement like clowns and shiver. Isn't that a disgrace to the Alliance Warriors? "
Duque blinked. "Laing, what you said makes sense. I'm actually speechless."
Daelin came up and gently punched Duque's chest with his fist that was as big as a bowl. "You're not kind! You actually didn't inform us that Presto is the Wing of Death. You even asked us to openly offend Old Man Terenas for your sake. "
Judging from Daelin's completely impolite tone, it was obvious that he no longer took the king of the most powerful human nation, Rotterdam, seriously.
Magni also came up and patted the back of Duque's waist, causing Duque to grimace. "Aren't you afraid that one of us will die because of an accident?"
Duque 'angrily' retorted, "Bullsh * t, you old man. Even Nesario's dragon breath won't be able to kill you."
Magni actually agreed. "Yes, if Nesario stays on the ground and doesn't run, I'll slay a dragon for you to see."
Damn it, you're level 10 in bragging and level 10 in irresponsibility, aren't you?
Duque rolled his eyes.
"However, it doesn't seem appropriate to let the five Dragon Aspects fight above Rotterdam City," Gerbin said worriedly.
Aurelia laughed. "Please, ever since Duque discovered Nesario, this cunning Black Dragon King has never left Rotterdam."
Gerbin was discouraged. "Alright, I just want to know what will become of the Alliance."
Lothar chimed in, "We all want to know."
At this moment, everyone looked at Duque.
If it were anyone else, they would definitely pee their pants in fear when faced with so many kings. However, Duque was extremely calm. His smile was full of confidence, and his deep black eyes were full of certainty about the future.
"Under the pressure of a powerful foreign invasion, all countries will naturally unite. However, when the external pressure disappears, the countries will reveal their true colors. They only see the losses of their countries now, but not the dangers in the future. "
"Dangers?" Kudran frowned.
Duque's gaze turned to the south, seemingly crossing the boundaries of the continent and landing on the huge door in the crimson land of death.
"I wonder if everyone has noticed that the Door of Darkness cannot be destroyed?"
All the big shots gasped in unison.
Laing said, "You mean …"
"The Orcs are not extinct. If an evil Warlock who is no less powerful than Gul 'dan appears on Draenor, where the Orcs live, then it is entirely possible for the Door of Darkness to open again. It's just that I can't predict what will come out the next time it opens. "
The air suddenly became deathly silent.
Duque continued, "The Alliance must purify itself and become more united. Only then can it truly welcome a new life."
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