What was the point of defeating the Boss?
Fame! Equipment! A sense of achievement!
Even though Duque had transmigrated and entered the World of Azeroth, it still could not extinguish his gamer's heart.
A divine artifact was no longer just a powerful piece of equipment. It had been sublimated into a kind of spirituality.
A seemingly arrogant idea surged uncontrollably into Duque's mind: Get rid of the Medivh possessed by Sargeras and snatch Atiesh!
Thinking of the wonderful feeling of the divine artifact magic staff, thinking of the world-shocking magical boost, Duque's heart could not calm down at all.
"Phew …" Duque exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.
Beside him, Elizabeth Jones and Old Wizard Norton, who had been invited along, had expressions of concern on their faces.
"Are you alright?" They asked in unison.
Duque knew that they were not asking about him, but his relationship with the Medivh.
"I'll be fine." Duque's confident tone gave them confidence.
Completely ignoring the gloating looks of some of the nobles, Duque strode into the banquet hall with Norton and Jones under the guidance of a waiter.
After today, there would most likely be various interpretations of this in the nobles' circle. Duque had no interest in those political games. Towards this group of unlucky fellows, Duque almost ignored them. He only silently let the system elf record their various information.
The luxurious banquet hall was slightly larger than a football field. Not only was it resplendent, but the tall ceiling was full of magnificent murals. Humans used such an artistic form to record civilization and history.
On the huge dome murals, Duque saw the Seven Kingdoms of the humans, the High Elves' Cuel Salas, the Dwarves' Iron Furnace Fort, and Thoradin The Great defeating the Troll Empire.
Duque was so fascinated by the murals that it made Lady Jones beside him anxious.
"Yo, my Sea King. The New Year's Banquet is a very important gathering of the nobles. Although I know that you have a high status as a mage, having a good relationship with the nobles is beneficial to the expansion of our business. I'm begging you, for the sake of your Magus Tower, at least come with me to visit a few of the most important nobles. "
It was already an open secret that Duque was earning money to build the Magus Tower. It was precisely because of this perfect excuse that the neutral nobles no longer held a grudge against Duque. With Jones, who was very popular among the noble ladies, the perfume was selling like hotcakes.
However, Duque shook his head at Jones and said, "Something big is going to happen tonight. I suggest you put away your thoughts of promoting your business first. "
Jones' body suddenly stiffened.
Even after so many months of happy cooperation, she still couldn't figure out what this young man was thinking. His mind was detached from the world, and his eyes always seemed to fall on a place beyond the imagination of the world.
Lady Jones didn't dare to disobey Duque. After all, Duque was almost her boss, and 90% of her business was related to Duque.
At this time, the messenger announced, "King Laing and his wife have arrived —"
Laing, who was wearing a dazzling golden robe, held the hand of the beautiful queen and his children, and walked into the hall with the guards opening the way.
On the high platform that had long been prepared, the bright light of the huge candlesticks allowed everyone to clearly see the details of every gold ornament on King Laing.
Laing was full of smiles. The situation of the kingdom had improved, and the return of his friend Medivh had put him in a good mood. Everyone could feel the king's success.
"Guests, all the people of the kingdom, welcome here. I, Laing Wrynn, am pleased to host the New Year's Banquet here. In the past year, the whole kingdom has been prosperous, and the people have lived a better life than before. "
"Here, I would like to make a grand introduction to everyone and thank a young man. He is our new member of the Royal Family's Mages, the new Earth Mage, the owner of the Pearl Line, the sponsor of the new Port of Stormwind, and the sponsor of the Stormwind Navy ships — Duke Marcus! "
"Mr. Marcus, please come on stage."
Laing opened his palm and pointed at Duque.
Duque was also a little stunned. He didn't expect that Laing would introduce him to the entire noble class so grandly. This was definitely the king's favor.
Suddenly becoming the focus of everyone's attention, Duque was also a little flattered. His slightly opened mouth showed his nervousness.
"Don't be nervous, young man. You deserve it." The handsome Anduin Lothar came near Duque and patted Duque on the shoulder, encouraging him to go on stage.
After Duque came back to his senses, the sly Anduin whispered, "I publicly support you because of the city wall."
Duque didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Lothar! Can you not be so snobbish!? Are you thinking about how to suck blood from me next year?
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Duque went on stage. King Laing smiled at Duque and patted Duque's shoulder affectionately. He then slowly pulled out his golden sword that looked like an eagle spreading its wings.
"Please kneel, young man."
Kneel? Kneel for what?
Duque couldn't react at all.
Lothar, who was next to Duque, was still alert. He whispered, "His Majesty wants to confer a title on you. If you want to refuse, you can choose not to kneel."
Uh, is this considered a surprise attack?
I've already transmigrated to this world and can't go back. I can either integrate into this world or be rejected by this world. There is no third option.
Alright! It's a title, after all. I'll just kneel then.
After a brief daze, Duque still decided to kneel on one knee.
King Laing was very satisfied. His half-squinted eyes were full of smiles. He brandished his gorgeous sword and tapped on Duque's left and right shoulders with the sides of the sword.
"Duke Marcus, I don't care where you come from, but since you are willing to serve Stormwind and offer your courage and wisdom for the benefit of the people of the kingdom, for the sake of the smiling faces of the people, I confer you the title of Knight! I hope that you will continue to serve faithfully from now on and create more wealth and happiness for the kingdom and the people. "
Laing's words made Duque feel very comfortable.
"I, Duke Marcus, am willing to serve the people of Stormwind." No one noticed that Duque cleverly followed Laing's words and avoided the words' kingdom 'and' king '. He only said to serve the people.
Laing was very happy: "Sir Marcus, I didn't mean to squeeze you. But the life of the people of the kingdom is still difficult. I hope you can perform better next year. "
"I will." Duque stood up.
He could really feel the envy, jealousy, and hatred coming from all directions.
Conferring a title as a commoner, it was often only by making great military contributions that one would be promoted from the knight class. But Duque had completely bypassed the knight class and directly entered the realm of the true aristocracy.
This was inseparable from his covert expansion of territory in Stormwind.
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