Jaina, who had just used Nozdormu's Blessing to return to her 18 years of age, blushed, "Very few humans can live past 100 years. Of course, the former Guardian Aegwynn used powerful magic to maintain her life, but no human has ever lived past 1,000 years. "
Tyrande asked tentatively, "10,000 years … Is it impossible?"
"No! Yes! Yes! Humans are not elves! "Jaina said resolutely," Besides, the humans of Azeroth 10,000 years ago were still savages! Humans began to possess intelligence and know how to make weapons more than 5,000 years ago. It was only 2,800 years ago that Thoradin The Great united the human clans, and humans became one of the masters of this world. "
Duque was naturally not 10,000 years old, but the special 10,000 years reminded Duque of a very important part of the original storyline …
Why did I suddenly feel a little flustered!
Tyrande seemed to be unwilling to give up, "Then … Is Sir Marcus from Azeroth? Or was your ancestor from Azeroth? "
Sylvanas finally lost her temper. She stood up abruptly and stomped in front of Tyrande. She placed her hands on her hips and glared at Tyrande like a ferocious beast. Her queen's aura was fully unleashed.
"Your Excellency Tyrande Whisperwind! We don't find it interesting that you are beating around the bush to get information from Duque! You can either confess to every detail of this matter, or you can pretend that it never happened. Please note that you are accusing the Grand Duke of Stormwind, whose fief is even larger than Mount Hyjal! "
Tyrande's expression could be said to be marvelous. Finally, after realizing that her rashness might lead to serious consequences, she hesitated for a while before speaking.
It was 10,000 years ago, when Queen Azshara led Sargeras's Burning Legion to invade the World of Azeroth.
In that battle, Tyrande was unfortunately captured. Originally, she thought that she was destined to die tragically. However, an incomparably mysterious human of unknown origins found her, who was already poisoned and infected with a terrifying curse.
For freedom and life, she paid a heavy price.
Tyrande refused to divulge the details.
"It's a man called Duque Kang. Like Duque, he can use the power of shadow and light. He is at once my benefactor, and at the same time the man I hate. That's right, he did save me from being killed by the Devil. But soon after I agreed to his conditions, I realized that even if he didn't do anything, Malfurion would arrive. I … But because of this … Of course, he could have chosen to kill me. In that case, it's impossible for Malfurion to revive me when I'm poisoned. So, I'm very conflicted. "
Even though Tyrande's words were vague and incoherent, the two queens could understand how she felt when she was at a disadvantage.
Jaina rolled her eyes and flirtatiously winked at Duke, "Yo! Duque! Fortunately, you can't go back to ten thousand years ago, otherwise I would have thought that Du Kang was you. "
Tyrande's face had turned green from Queen Sylvie's interrogation.
On the other side, Duque found that his mind was about to be separated from his body.
At this moment, he roughly understood what was going on.
Damn it, the person Tyrande was referring to as Du Kang was definitely him!
After all, Chinese people always liked to put gold on their faces. Duque didn't have Du Fu's talent, but he had a good alcohol tolerance. He could drink two liters of 50% white wine without panting. Back then, Duque was full of class. Therefore, Du Kang became Duke Ke's QQ username when he was in university.
Whenever there was a drinking occasion, he would use two identical glasses to pour a glass of sprite and a glass of white wine.
"Bottoms up, you can do whatever you want!" That heroic spirit would definitely cause internal injuries to people who couldn't drink.
Even though he didn't have that much money to drink high alcohol, humans always had dreams. Naturally, Duque's dream was to drink more Du Kang.
"Du Kang is the only one who can solve my problems!" This was Duque's catchphrase.
Alright, the culprit was out.
Duque, who was familiar with history, pieced the whole thing together. The first time he met Tyrande in Grey Valley, he was targeted.
For some unknown reason, Du Ke had entered the ancient war that happened ten thousand years ago in the original history. Of course, it was because Duque and the others had returned to the past and stopped the collapse of history that the current Azeroth was created.
In other words, the Duque who had returned to the past must have succeeded. Otherwise, Azeroth would have been a world destroyed by the Burning Legion.
Here came the problem. The Duque who had returned to the past must have done something to Tyrande. Otherwise, Tyrande wouldn't have immediately revealed such a hateful expression when she saw the current Duque.
Come to think of it, the current Duque had been wronged!
Because the future Duque had gone to the past ten thousand years to cause trouble, the current Duque had to take the blame.
What … What kind of bullshit was this?
This was similar to the incident where the current version of the Time King Nozdormu killed the future Nozdormu, causing the two Nozdormu to die together.
The worst part was that this was indeed the sin of 'him'!
But Duque didn't even know what he had done to Tyrande after returning to the past. Even if he wanted to fix the problem, he couldn't do it. He didn't know if he could return to the past and not cause such a mess.
Duque's balls hurt.
But confessing to something as stupid as this was not something Duque would do.
Confessing would result in severe punishment.
Resisting would result in going home for the New Year.
Duque definitely understood this logic.
Thinking of this, Duque had an idea!
The silent Best Actor Duque made his move. He stood up, his handsome face facing the sky at a forty-five degree angle. Two drops of crocodile tears flowed down his face after being slightly stimulated by the system elf.
He slowly walked to Tyrande, who was sitting on a chair, and pressed his hands on her shoulder plate in an exaggerated manner.
"Your Excellency Tyrande Whisperwind! I want to say that before yesterday, I was a Breaking Dawn Wizard respected by tens of thousands of people, a great hero respected and worshipped by tens of millions of people in the Alliance, the highest commander of the Alliance. But look, what am I today? A freak who possesses both the power of darkness and light. Because of this, I had no choice but to resign from my position as commander of the Alliance. I even had to bear the criticism of the people of Theramore, my homeland, and my homeland. "
Duque's words struck Tyrande, who was already in a mess.
That's right!
It was only yesterday that Duque became a Shadow Priest. Why did I suspect him?!
An indescribable sense of guilt welled up in Tyrande's heart, and she didn't dare to look at Duque directly.
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