Duque was a little surprised, and also had a headache.
Sure enough, should he say that Queen Sylvanas deserved to be called Queen Sylvanas?
Brave, rebellious, and full of wisdom.
In history, Queen Sylvanas could protect her home and defend her country. She risked her life to stop Arthas in the Long Song Forest. In the end, she was killed because she could not defeat him. She was even turned into a Banshee of Death, and finally became the Queen of the Forsaken.
She could be crazy about what she was determined to do.
On the other hand, she seemed to be very reserved when it came to feelings.
He had known Sylvanas for fifteen years, but Duque had never felt that she liked him. Although he was a bastard from time to time, he would accidentally show off their love and abuse a single dog like her, but Heaven and Earth could testify that Duke really did not have the intention to deliberately abuse her heart or seduce his sister-in-law.
As for saving her … Nonsense, if he really let her die in Cuel Salas, Aurelia and Sasha would come back and hate him for the rest of their lives!
Who would have thought that after saving her, he would immediately kiss her with a heavenly thunder and earthly fire.
In fact, at the moment in front of the Sun-Chasing King Court, Duque was distracted.
Damn!
I have been through so much hardship to be reborn here, and I have worked so hard to be a hero, do I still want to be a single dog for the rest of my life?
I already have a pair of sisters, in for a penny, in for a pound, in for a pound, in for a pound.
They are the famous three Windrunner sisters!
Duque was ready to beat up the three sisters, but Queen Sylvanas's staunchness was a little unexpected!
Duke took a deep breath, and with the mentality of resurrection, he ignored the dagger on his neck that was moving up and down along with the pulse of his neck. He replied seriously, "Ask me, and I will answer truthfully. Maybe the answer will not be what you think, but I promise this will be the answer from my heart. "
Cirvanas gently bit her lips and shifted her gaze away for a moment. She then immediately stared back at Duke: "Do you love my eldest sister and third sister?"
"Yes!" Duque did not hesitate.
"I heard from Lilas that they just can't come back to Azeroth for the time being. What will you do when they come back? "Women's words were often full of traps.
At this time, Duque had no choice but to ignore these traps.
"I will love them as always," Duque said resolutely.
Almost instantly, Cirvanas' eyes that could speak were filled with tears. It was a pair of eyes that were about to cry.
She bit down hard on her lips. She bit down so hard that blood started to seep out from her red lips.
She took a few deep breaths, and her beautiful chest rose and fell. She said with a trembling voice, "Then do you like me? I mean the romantic kind. "
"I like it!" Duque said decisively.
Cirvanas was overjoyed at first, but immediately retracted his ecstasy with a little fear. His face turned cold, and he raised his long eyebrows that were unique to high elves. "Then what am I? What do you like about me? Do you like the fact that I have a similar figure as Big Sister, or do you like the fact that I look like Third Sister? What are you doing? Like all three of us at the same time? Or do you like all High Elves? "
"Are you afraid that you will only be a substitute for the older or younger sisters?"
Duque's words hit the nail on the head, immediately making Cirvanas' entire body tremble.
"I … am … not …" Cirvanas couldn't help but tilt her head away, not daring to look into Duque's burning eyes.
Duque gently used two fingers on his left hand to clamp the dagger's edge, moving the dagger away. He gently used his left hand to wrap around that elastic little waist, while his right hand hooked Cirvanas' chin, forcing her to look him in the eye again.
Duque smiled.
"That Cirvanas who cares about our sisterhood."
"That Cirvanas who shoots down enemies on the battlefield with her bow and arrow."
"That Cirvanas who swings her long legs on the eaves of my house without any misgivings."
"That Cirvanas who didn't hesitate to give up glory, splendor, wealth, and safety for the sake of her hometown."
"That Cirvanas who are willing to sacrifice themselves to save their own kind, giving up their freedom."
"I like every Cirvanas so much."
When Duque said this, Cirvanas' entire body seemed to have been hit by the petrifying spell of love. Her whole body was stiff and unable to move. Only her heavy breathing and intense heartbeat told her that she was still alive.
"There was once a sincere love placed in front of me, but I didn't dare to confirm it. I didn't dare to ask, and in the end, I missed it. There is nothing more painful than this in the world … In the past ten years, I have been secretly regretting it. If God can give me another chance, I will say three words to that girl – 'I love you.' If I have to add a time limit to this love, I hope it is … ten thousand years! "
The trick was not afraid of being old-fashioned, the key was that it was effective.
The signature trick of Stephen Chow, which had been used by countless people before Duque's transmigration, still had the shocking lethality of a supreme love saint here. When Duque said this, Cirvanas' emotional defense began to collapse.
The incomparably resolute Queen Sylvie, who seemed to be ready to die at the slightest disagreement, had lost all her strength at this moment and collapsed in Duke's arms. Every inch of her skin that was exposed to the air was flushed with embarrassment and unbearable redness.
The red lips that once spat out sonorous words were now only left with gentle gasps.
She no longer dared to look at Duque. She tilted her head to one side and finally, almost struggling to ask, "You haven't answered me yet. What are you going to do with us sisters? Humans can only have one legal wife, right? There are three of us. Also, don't you have a fiancée called Proudmoore? "
Gianna! That was also a problem.
However, as a 'King of the Harem' mode, Duque was not afraid of any of this at all!
Duque replied domineeringly, "At most, I will marry all of you sisters. Laws are made by humans. It just so happens that because of the years of war, human males have suffered heavy casualties. I will go back and change the Alliance's laws to allow polygamy. As for Gianna … I hate political marriages that have no emotional foundation. No one can force me to marry a woman that I don't love! "
Wow! Nothing more than an abuse of power!
This feels so good!
"Really?" Cirvanas asked tactfully. Duque did not notice that Queen Sylvanas' eyes suddenly flashed a trace of slyness.
"Of course!" Duke slammed the table and replied in an imposing manner.
At this moment, there was a very abrupt knock on the door.
It was the voice of the goddamn bastard maid Vanessa, "Master Marcus, Miss Gianna Proudmoore has come to visit. Because Miss Proudmoore is your official fiancée, I took her directly to the door. Would you like to see her? "
Already at the door, still not see her?
Damn it!
Looking at Queen Sylvanas who was smiling like a flower in his arms, Duque's heart at this moment was filled with ten billion curses.
Damn it! You joined forces to trick me!?
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