"Authorization?" Laing was stunned.
"Yes, Your Majesty, I want you to authorize me to be the Lord of Sorrows. If I succeed in controlling the Swamp of Sorrows, it will become my fief. I want to use it as a foundation to build a complex defense line that spans several regions and has strategic depth. "
The kings were in an uproar again.
In terms of area, if Duque really had so many fiefs, even if he established an independent country, his territory alone would surpass Gilness, which was third in the Alliance. He would become a human country second only to Stormwind.
But everyone knew that apart from East Elwynn Forest which was more fertile, East Twilight Forest and Redridge Mountain's Lake of Tranquility were only average. As for Upwind Path and Sorrowful Swamp, they were places no one in their right mind would want to live in.
The Twilight Forest was too gloomy and dark all year round.
The Redridge Mountain was too barren to grow many crops.
Against the Wind Path was barren after the explosion.
The Swamp of Sorrow was filled with monsters. Moreover, there were many Orcs who couldn't make it back to the Dark Portal in time and were trapped in the swamp.
Duke wanted to use his own wealth to help the Alliance take on the task of acting as a barrier!
Duque had already made a name for himself, and he could do nothing but guard his territory and be a rich man. But now, he was resolutely taking on the most difficult and tiring task …
For a moment, the eyes of the big shots of the Alliance were a little wet.
Even Antonidas' eyes were full of tears, and his mouth moved a few times. "Duque, you've worked hard."
Duque shrugged. "I can't help it. Laing gave me the territory closest to the Dark Portal."
Laing wiped the corners of his eyes. "Don't throw dirty water at me. Just say the word, and the Western Wilderness, which has become a thousand miles of fertile land, will be yours."
Anduin Lothar stepped forward, his burly figure very oppressive. "Yes, I'll swap places with you. I'm a warrior who only knows how to fight. It seems that only someone like me is suitable to guard the border. It would be a great waste of your abilities to put you in the Blasted Land. Moreover, the Alliance's Main Seal Commander is me, not you. Logically speaking, you should be the one listening to me. "
Duque shook his head, and looked at Antonidas instead. "Andoine, guarding the Door of Darkness has never been a simple battle. What do you know about magic? How much do you know about teleportation? "
At this point, Duque said almost word by word, "If Master Antonidas is your partner, then we will definitely be at ease."
In a sense, this was forcing him to abdicate. It all depended on whether or not Antonidas was willing to sacrifice himself for the Alliance.
Antonidas's old face turned green and red. It was easy for people to become stubborn when they were old. Many things were not willing to change after they had adapted. He wasn't greedy for the peace of the Dalajan, but he couldn't give up this kind of leisurely life where he could often do the experiments he liked.
For him to give up his position as the Dalajan Speaker and run to that barren land to guard the border, he … could not bear to.
Seeming to see Antonidas's embarrassment, the big shots of the Alliance were a little embarrassed.
They weren't blaming the only Breaking Dawn Mage of the human race. Putting themselves in his shoes, they wouldn't be willing to abandon their country to guard the border for a long time.
At this awkward moment, a voice suddenly sounded. "It's not good to let an old man go to the border. Why don't you let me, the Dalajan Kirin Tor, go instead? "
Krasus!
An existence whose identity, status, and ability were absolutely sufficient.
To most outsiders, he was just a Radiant Moon Mage. Duke, on the other hand, was very clear about the significance of his other dragon name, Claustraz.
Krasus wouldn't just casually become Duque's lackey. If there wasn't Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza's instructions, Duque wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.
Duque smiled brightly. "If it's Lord Krasus, then I can't ask for more."
"I've troubled you before, Rhonin. I'm willing to go to repay you for taking care of the person I care about the most. "
Did Krasus care about Rhonin the most? In this dragon's eyes, there was only his queen.
Of course, Duque understood.
At this moment, Noxus seemed to see hope. He came out to steal the show. "Hey, Duque, do you agree that Lord Krasus has the ability to guard the Door of Darkness?"
"Of course." Duque still didn't know that he'd fallen into a trap.
Noxus looked as if his scheme had succeeded. The beard on his face was like a blossoming flower, making him look like he deserved a beating. "Alright, then Lord Krasus and I will work together to guard the Blasted Land."
Duque's face fell. "Hey, we agreed …"
"Who told you?" Laing interrupted Duque mercilessly, "Moreover, if a Morning Star Mage like you were to guard the Door of Darkness, wouldn't it make the tribes on the other side think that there's no one in the Alliance?"
Ugh, Laing's words made sense. Duque had nothing to say!
It wasn't just Laing. The other big shots of the Alliance nodded in unison.
At this moment, Aurelia, who was dressed in a blue evening gown, came over. She nimbly held onto Duque's arm. "That's right, kid. You should go and practice more. You're not even a Radiant Moon Mage, you're embarrassing me by stepping out. "
They watched as the High Elf Aurelia taught the human kid Duque a lesson, and the two of them were lovers. The scene was as strange as it could get.
For a moment, the group of heartless Dwarves burst out in laughter, followed by the humans.
Laughing was one thing, but everyone was impressed by Duke's foresight.
Duque could only give in. "Alright, I'll be in charge of the construction of the Overwatch Stronghold. I'll leave the defense to Andoine and Krasus, but everyone should at least send some elite troops to hold the fort, right? " Duque extended three fingers on his right hand, his thumb gently rubbing his index and middle fingers like an unscrupulous merchant asking for money.
Since Duque didn't want money, the big shots still had plenty to spare.
Solas was the first to speak. "The Arathi Highlands are completely destroyed. I can't afford to keep my Highland Knights. I'll lend them to you for the next five years."
The Highland Knights of the Rapidwater Stronghold were publicly recognized as the fiercest in the Alliance. On the surface, there were only a thousand of them, but including the followers and apprentices, there were at least four thousand of them.
Antonidas sighed. He was already at a disadvantage when he refused to go to the Overwatch Stronghold. Now that he wanted to repair his relationship with the allies, he couldn't be stingy. "I guarantee that there'll be at least one and a half mages in the Overwatch Stronghold all year round, but they have to be rotated."
"The Kurtiras aren't good at land battles, but I can give a hundred cannons to the Overwatch Stronghold," Daelin said.
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