Duque was really annoyed.
He really couldn't blame Vanessa. Physical professions relied on weapons the most. A rookie with a godly weapon in his hand, or a veteran with a stupid white weapon. Whose attack was higher?
Ignoring the fact that he was courting death, the rookie could beat the old bird a hundred times over in terms of attack!
Moreover, when Duque had cleared out Karazhan in the early years, he had given all the equipment to her father, Edwin VanCleef. Although the epic equipment of Azeroth did not need to be distributed on the spot, the problem was that once it reached epic level, it would be bound to the soul. It could not be transferred at all.
Considering that there were too many melee combatants against Archimonde, it would be too easy for [Air Blast] to harm Old Cow Cain, so Duque did not let Edwin come at all.
This was a bit dramatic.
Duque sighed. "Alright, get up! I've never intended to blame you for this. "
Vanessa quickly got up, a victorious smile on her face. "Alright, my beloved master. From today onwards, I can be anyone to you — your most loyal maid, your dagger in the dark … "
At this point, Vanessa suddenly changed the topic. "Or your clearest eyes and ears. Oh, I'll go open the door. It should be your spoils of war delivered to your door. "
Spoils of war?
Delivered to my door?
Did Azeroth also have express delivery?
Duque was dumbfounded.
Vanessa's upper body did not move, but her lower body seemed to have activated [Sprint], and she 'floated' out of the room at high speed.
What the hell was this?
The surroundings suddenly fell silent.
The wizard tower was not just a lair for mages, but also a place for mages to conduct experiments. Soundproofing magic was a must. Thanks to the good soundproofing of the wizard tower, the noise outside could not affect this place at all.
Duque found himself tired.
He had fought with Archimonde for most of the day, and then he was hit. Then he woke up and adjusted his body, and then there was the spoils of war. Unknowingly, it was already midnight.
It was time to rest.
Looking at the empty room, other than a cabinet, a full-length mirror, a small table, and a bed, there was no other furniture. Duque suddenly felt that this guest room was terrible enough.
"Come on! Forget it, let's sleep. "
Duque had just fallen asleep when he felt the fluctuation of Magical Teleportation. He jumped up in fright.
What the hell was this?
A second later, a graceful female figure appeared in front of Duque.
"Jaina!?"
Why?
In the middle of the night, Jaina suddenly appeared in front of his bed in a pink robe that looked like the Quicksand Robe …
Wearing a one-piece nightgown that was more than 50% transparent and barely covered her body, Duque stared at the faintly discernible seductive figure. His eyes widened, and he felt his mouth go dry.
"Why are you here?" Duque asked dumbly.
"Why?" Jaina let out a pleasant chuckle. "Duque, this is my wizard tower, and this is my bedroom. Do I need a special reason to appear here?"
Duque slapped his forehead. God, I've been using my left hand too much lately. I've really become a retard. Every inch of a Magus Tower was like a golden ruler. Every inch of space that was expanded would require an astronomical amount of investment in terms of defense and functionality.
In particular, Theramore was newly built. With Duque's life in danger, it was impossible to have a space in the wizard tower that was both safe and wouldn't affect the extra guest rooms outside.
Only Jaina's bedroom could be of this level!
But … even if simplicity was beauty, wasn't Jaina, as Queen Kurtiras, too plain?
The clever Jaina easily saw through Duque's doubts. "Why, I remember that you've never liked luxury. Is there a problem with my bedroom being so simple? "
"No … Not a problem."
Seeing Duque's eyes flickering, he hurriedly got out of bed. Jaina also picked up the quilt that Duque had just used, pulled it over, and lay down on her side, with her back to Duque.
Duque was a little confused. He didn't know what Jaina was up to.
The air fell into a strange silence.
Suddenly, Jaina's faint sigh came from the dark room. "Sigh …"
The voice was so plaintive that it made Duque feel as if his heart was breaking.
Jaina's clear and gentle voice sounded. "Thirteen years ago, there was a little princess who was told by her father that she was going to marry the greatest hero in the world, but for the time being, she could only stay by the hero's side in the name of his disciple. She came to a strange place with longing, learning everything she thought she should learn.
"Days passed, and the little princess grew up day by day. She soon discovered that the man who was supposed to be her husband didn't love her, and even had a faint sense of disgust and avoidance. She didn't know what she had done wrong, but she thought that since this was her unchangeable fate, as long as she didn't want to spend the rest of her life in tragedy, she had to learn to change herself, and let herself become the person he liked.
"The little princess's efforts were never effective. Every time they met, she felt that there was an invisible wall between her and the man who was supposed to be her husband. She could only sigh at the invisible wall day after day. "
"Suddenly, one day, the hero disappeared in front of the world in order to protect the world. And the princess, who was starting to grow up, became his nominal widow.
"Ten years passed, and he appeared again when the world was in danger of destruction. He led a group of heroes to defeat the evil demon commander. Not only did he avenge her, but he also became a hero in the eyes of the world again. But the princess, who was no longer young, didn't even have the right to stand by his side. Maybe it was because he really hated her. Or maybe it was because human women can never maintain their beauty for thousands of years like the elves, who have a lifespan of tens of thousands of years. "
At this point, Jaina's sorrowful voice came to an abrupt stop.
The air fell into a dead silence.
After a long time, Jaina turned around, and under the flickering firelight, there were clear traces of tears. "Duque, I don't know if my relationship with you has improved recently, but if it is, please tell me the reason why you hate me. If so, please tell me the reason why you hate me. The state guesthouse is about 100 yards to the left of the Magus Tower. If it wasn't for … "
Before Jaina could finish, her mouth was already sealed.
A few seconds later, Duque smiled. This was for him, and also for Jaina.
Fate had completely changed. Forcing the terrible Jaina from his previous life onto the Jaina who was willing to die with him in this life was simply stupid and blasphemous.
Looking at Jaina, who was almost crazy with joy, Duque revealed a naughty smile. "Come, let Teacher Du teach you what the flow of magic in the ORZ position looks like!"
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