The generals of Lordaeron were extremely excited. Clattering sounds of armor colliding could be heard. They all knelt on one knee and placed their right hands on their left breastplates.
With Grand Duke Alexandros Mograine as the leader, they shouted in unison, "Your Majesty, Queen Kalia Menethil!"
Kalia was extremely shocked.
Too many major events had occurred today, and it had long since caused her to be extremely shocked and thrown into disorder.
Originally, she and her adventurer team had returned to Marcus City. It used to be the East Valley Sawmill, but was now upgraded to become the main city of Duke Marcus' territory.
Suddenly, Miss Illucia, who had been taking care of her for the past 10 years and letting her live a happy and exciting life of adventure, returned.
She suddenly told her about the change in Lordaeron.
Even though she had not seen her father for many years, she still missed him immensely. Furthermore, the one who killed him was her favorite brother, Arthas, who had now become a Death Knight!?
This bolt from the blue almost caused Kalia to have a mental breakdown.
Losing two loved ones in a day was bad enough, but it was her brother who killed her father?
Not fainting on the spot was already the result of years of adventuring.
The only good news was that Duque, whom she trusted the most, had finally returned from the void.
"Duque is back? He's looking for me? "
"Yes! Duque needs you! Now! Go now! Lordaeron needs you to take charge. " Kalia only heard half of Ilusia's words, and vaguely did not notice the rest of the content.
She only heard the words "Duque needs you!" It was this sentence that made her temporarily forget her grief and stop thinking. She followed Illucia through the portal like a moth flying into a flame.
When she arrived, she saw the familiar faces of Mograine, Abbendis, Molev, and the others. When she heard a large group of generals call her "Your Majesty" at the same time, she realized that things had gotten out of hand.
"Queen!? Me? "Kalia was still a little confused. She pointed at her face with a trembling index finger.
"Yes! The traitor Arthas is evil and fallen. No one in the Rotterdam Kingdom would be willing to serve this patricide and rebel as their king. For the future of Rotterdam, Your Majesty Kalia, please inherit the throne now and lead us to fight the evil forces to the death! "Mograine's words were sonorous and forceful.
Kalia began to digest these words, but she still could not accept the fact that she, who had been a free spirit just a moment ago, was suddenly going back to be a queen.
At this moment, a scene that almost made Mograine and the others faint happened.
When Kalia was out of her wits, she actually … threw herself into Duque's arms.
"Duque —"
"Yes."
"Duque! Duque! Duque! "
After a few calls, Duque could only smile bitterly and caress Kalia's beautiful blonde hair. "I'm here, I'm back."
"Duque, they want me to be their queen! What should I do?! "Kaliya was no longer shouting, but directly screaming.
Mograine and Abbendis were not just dizzy, they were about to vomit blood.
It wasn't easy for these loyal subjects to find someone to be loyal to. Now, Princess Kalia even had to ask Duke about something as obvious as whether or not she wanted to be Queen.
What kind of magic potion did Duque give Kalia, or was she brainwashed? Or had their queen already been tamed by Duque?
On the other side, Duque was embarrassed too!
In all honesty, I really didn't do anything to Kalia!
Duque was embarrassed. He comforted Kalia while saying, "Please, you're already an adult. After thirteen years of training, aren't you already able to take charge of things on your own? Speaking of which, I haven't seen you for 10 years, I don't understand you at all. Even if you want me to give you an idea, I don't know how to help you! "
"No!" Kalia suddenly looked up with a resolute expression. "If it weren't for you, Father would definitely treat me as the shame of Rotterdam and imprison me deep in the palace. 13 years later, even if I don't die, I'll be a depressed and miserable woman. I won't live such a happy and free life. "
Duque was speechless.
Mograine and the other onlookers were speechless.
Princess Kalia's words made so much sense that everyone was speechless.
Kalia took a deep breath. "Duque … You're the one who gave me freedom and happiness! You're the one who gave my soul new life! If there's anyone in this world who's qualified to make me willingly give up my freedom and step into this political cage that I hate, that person can only be you — Mr. Duke Marcus! "
If Mograine had only vomited blood at the corner of his mouth just now, he would have vomited three liters of blood now!
Their princess was unwilling to be crowned, and even if she was crowned, she would only be willing to be Duque's puppet.
From a political point of view, this was definitely a huge loss for Rotterdam.
However, from a personal point of view, Mograine and the others understood why Princess Kalia was like this.
How could 10 years of freedom and 10 years of house arrest compare!?
"Duque … I beg you …" Mograine gave in, his eyes pleading.
"Duque, we're begging you too," Abbendis said.
If Princess Kalia refused to be crowned, then they, the officials, would lose their loyalty. Even if they forced Kalia to be crowned, how could the Rotterdam have any unity?
Even if they knew that Duque had a huge influence on Kalia, Mograine and the other generals of Rotterdam could only pinch their noses and accept it.
Duque was embarrassed!
His scalp was numb.
However, this situation did not allow for Duque to delay any longer. He could only say softly, "Kalia, this is not for me, nor is it just for the millions of people of Rotterdam. This concerns the future of all humans. If Rotterdam collapses, the evil Undead Creatures will sweep through the entire continent. Humans, Dwarves, Gnomes, and Elves may all go extinct. "
Kalia pursed her lips. After a long time, she replied, "Alright, for the people, I will be the queen."
Almost as soon as she finished speaking, the entire tent was filled with sighs of relief.
Unexpectedly, there was more. "But before I take the throne, I still want to know your thoughts."
Alright! Mograine and the others were about to vomit their souls out.
Their gazes were like knives and swords, slashing at Duque's back. These gazes were clearly saying, "Kid, you're lucky. You can do whatever you want later, but let Her Highness be crowned first!" Duque's body stiffened. His scalp was numb, and his back was sweating.
In the end, Duque said, "Yes! I want you to be crowned. "
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