When all the topics revolved around the banana, public opinion reached an all-time high. For example, the fruit stall in front of Tyrande's palace in Darnassus was booming. Insider X and the stall owner revealed that the dried bananas on Tyrande's body were bought from this stall.
Naturally, business was so good that the stall owner hired a team of 500 goblins to transport the bananas. There were fans who came to Tyrande's palace after hearing the news. There were fans who bought many baskets of bananas and expressed their love for Tyrande. There were also peddlers who were jealous of the stall owner's business and told Tyrande that bananas were not as good as cucumbers. Those who used it would know!
In summary, because the bananas changed the mindset and behavior of many perverted players, a large number of tourists, fanatical fans, and various spies flocked to Darnassus. Of course, the ones who benefited the most were the fruit stall owner and the residents and peddlers of Darnassus. Because of this, their wallets were filled to the brim.
Per capita GDP increased by 4000%. Later, historians and economists unanimously named this period of prosperity as the Age of Bananas.
(500 years later, a huge monument in the shape of a banana was erected in the plaza in front of Tyrande's palace. It was also named as one of the 10 Wonders of Azeroth. Many young and rebellious Elves announced that they believed in the Banana God and preached in front of the monument. Historians, scholars, and the Men's Rights Association jointly declared that this was a symbol of the rise of the Elven male race …)
Of course!
The above information about the dried bananas was all bullsh * t!
This was because the "Air-Dried Banana" story was a fabricated piece of history. Even the "Air-Dried Banana" comic was made up by a few stupid cartoonists based on this story. It wasn't the official history of Azeroth at all.
Why would Tyrande fly into a rage because of the words "dried bananas"?
Duque was completely dumbfounded.
Tyrande seemed to be using a great deal of willpower to suppress her outburst. Even though Duque's loss of voice just now seemed to be gradually proving that Duque was the bastard that she dreamed of every night, she still lacked a very crucial piece of evidence.
Tyrande stood in front of Duque and the others like a volcano that was about to erupt. She spent a lot of effort telling herself to stay calm, to stay calm.
After a while, her heaving chest finally calmed down.
Tyrande sensed the undisguised hostility in the eyes of the female servant who was obviously a Hero Tier thief, then looked at the two Queens who were ready to attack at any moment, and then looked at Duque who was still a little confused. Tyrande suddenly realized that she had made a big fuss over a minor issue.
Tyrande was vexed. Oh Tyrande! Tyrande! No matter how suspicious Duke Marcus was, even if he claimed to have resigned from his position as commander, he was still a Grand Duke of a kingdom. He was still the leader of the incomparably powerful Alliance. How could I shed all pretenses of cordiality with Duque over such a private matter?
Tyrande shuddered. She did not dare to imagine what the consequences would be if the Night Elves offended both the Alliance and the Horde.
Tyrande quivered, and her imposing manner dissipated. She sat down again, a little dispirited.
"My apologies, please forgive my rash and extreme actions. As this concerns an important private matter that concerns my reputation, I hope to meet with Sir Marcus alone …"
"Impossible!" Queen Sylvie retorted resolutely.
"Do you think that the people of the Alliance are fools or blind? Don't tell me that you didn't have killing intent just now! "Jaina's expression was even colder, and she directly pierced through the last layer of concealment.
Even Jaina, who was usually tactful, had such a huge reaction. One could well imagine how much Tyrande's killing intent provoked the two Queens.
"My sincere apologies again." Tyrande deliberated for a moment, and took out two scrolls. "These are the scrolls of my unique battle technique [Trueshot Halo], and a letter from an Arcanist of the High Elves that can be traced back to ancient times. I hope that this can slightly alleviate the uneasiness and confusion that my rudeness just now caused you. "
[Trueshot Halo] was definitely a good thing. Sylvanas, who had fought alongside Tyrande, had personally experienced how powerful it was to increase one's attack power by nearly 30%.
As for the magic letter, it was even more impressive.
Magic was originally exclusive to the blue dragons led by Malygos. After it was spread, the Pharaoh, who was the most proficient and oldest in magic, were the High Elves.
Attention! They were the High Elves led by Queen Azshara more than 10,000 years ago.
The ones who crossed the Endless Sea and arrived at the Lordaeron Continent were the High Elves who had already been shaved once.
Sylvanas and Jaina frowned. Tyrande was definitely not normal. This kind of immature action was not something that a veteran leader who had led the Night Elves for tens of thousands of years should do.
While the gift had been prepared in advance, it was most likely that it had been used to improve her personal relationship with the leader of the Night Elves. Now, it had become a remedy.
The only explanation was that this personal matter had a huge impact on Tyrande, enough to cause her to lose control.
The two queens looked at each other, and Queen Xi spoke. "We will cautiously accept your gift of apology for the time being, but we are Duque's partners. We do not think that there is anything that Duque cannot tell us. We cannot accept your request for the rest to leave. "
In other words, it was better for her to lay her cards on the table. Otherwise, they would rather choose not to accept the gift. And depending on your situation, it would determine our and even the entire Alliance's attitude towards you.
This was actually forcing Tyrande into a dead end.
Was her personal grudge more important than the future of the Night Elves? She had to make a choice.
Taking three deep breaths, Tyrande forced herself to calm down. Biting her lips, she said, "This is indeed a private matter, but it is very important to me. Please try your best to answer my question honestly. This is a huge question that has been bothering me for countless years."
Duque returned to his normal state and sat upright. "Ask away. As long as it does not involve the secrets of the Alliance, I do not mind answering honestly."
"You … How old are you? Are you a pure human? "Tyrande asked in a trembling voice.
Huh?!
Tyrande's question left Duke and the two Queens scratching their heads.
Duque answered honestly. "A 29-year-old human, that's right! I don't think I'm a mixed-blood. "
Hmm, age before transmigration did not count. Although he was still a year away from turning 30, he was still barely in the realm of uncles!
Tyrande seemed to secretly sigh in relief. "The lifespan of humans seems very short, right?"
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