Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 230: Expert

It must be said that as the king of the largest of the seven human kingdoms, Terenas is quite courageous. He is far from the old fool he would be in later generations.

What he said before about marrying Princess Calia to Duke was actually just a free-for-all.

Everyone knew that Princess Calia had almost no chance of inheriting the throne, as it was passed down through males and not females, so Arthas was the sure successor.

The countries surrounding Lordaeron are all wary of Lordaeron swallowing them up, so there is little chance for their princes to marry Calia.

Who Calia marries is based solely on who can bring the most benefit to Lordaeron.

Previously, Terenas and a group of Lordaeron nobles had their eyes on Karazhan in Duke's hands. Unfortunately, Duke refused to take the bait and was fascinated by Alleria. Now Terenas simply stopped talking about Calia.

Directly throw out more important conditions.

To be honest, if Duke hadn't known that Lordaeron would most likely be killed, he might have really obeyed.

Now, we should deal with the Horde first. If we don't defeat the orcs, all the fiefdoms and status are fake.

The other three kings were naturally not as wealthy as Terenas. Of course, Duke saved their lives after all, so they naturally behaved themselves and said that they would send gifts of thanks when they returned home.

"Hehe! That's more like it. Otherwise, I swear on my narrow-mindedness that if anyone dares to be ungrateful, I will immediately make things difficult for your army in the name of the deputy commander-in-chief of the alliance. Then you can cry yourself." Duke smiled proudly in his heart.

King Thoras Trollbane asked the question everyone wanted to know: "Deputy Commander, er, can I call you Duke?"

"Of course, Lord Thoras." Duke smiled.

"You just didn't..."

"Killed?" Duke took the initiative to interject. If he had just now, he might not be able to explain why he was resurrected from the dead, and why there was a cemetery next to the headquarters, and it would only take a moment to run to the corpse. But now...

The mind moves and the arcane circuit turns.

Suddenly, three Dukes with identical appearance and clothes appeared in front of the four kings. Not only were they identical, they were surprised to find that the three Dukes were actually doing different things. One was pointing at the map in a serious manner, one was whistling, and one was taking a cup of hot black tea brought by the waiter and taking a sip of it comfortably.

"Reginald, give me your sword."

Windsor had a general idea of ​​what Duke was up to, so he drew his sword and handed it to the Duke who was speaking.

The next second, the Duke chopped down the other two Dukes with two swipes of his sword. Not only was there blood all over the ground, but there were also shrill screams.

King Aiden was so frightened that he became paralyzed again.

Then, everyone's eyes flashed, and the two Dukes disappeared into a stream of light.

Duke chuckled: "Sorry to scare you all. This is an advanced version of the mage's Mirror Image. I call it True Mirror Image."

"Oh, I see!" Everyone applauded Duke's superb magic skills.

So, just like that, Duke got away with it...

Duke doesn't need to do things like cleaning up the battlefield.

As the commander-in-chief of the entire battle, Duke had done a lot. When he returned to his house to rest, every soldier and general along the way, regardless of nationality, showed awe to Duke.

To be honest, Duke had spent a lot of effort to trick the Horde. Now, Duke just wanted to go back to his house and have a good sleep.

At this moment, Duke suddenly noticed that in the system panel, the status bar about Alleria was marked with the words "minor injury".

"The great devil Alleria is actually injured?" Duke's heart ached for no reason.

Alleria and Queen Sylvanas, even if they couldn't defeat Roar, they should be pretty close.

Maybe it's because of the terrain.

Duke felt a little guilty.

Gavinrad was stunned when he found that Duke had changed direction: "Where are you going, my lord?" freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

"I'm going to the elf station."

When Duke arrived, he saw elves lying on the ground resting. The elf archers were tired after the continuous battles.

In less than two seconds, the elusive Sylvanas appeared.

She tilted her head, blinked, and suddenly sighed: "Sorry, I was careless this time. But next time, I will definitely return the favor to you, sister."

After saying that, he disappeared on his own.

"Sylvanas...is really a bit willful!" Duke sighed in his heart.

As Duke walked further inside, he ran into Archbishop Benedict of Stormwind.

"Your Excellency, she..."

Benedict smiled kindly, "It's nothing serious, but that kind of strain is not the domain of Holy Light. Perhaps ms. Windrunner will need to rest for a while."

The archbishop left, and Gavinrad whistled: "My lord, I understand. I'll wait here."

At heart, Gavinrad was still that young man of noble birth. Perhaps because of this, his faith was not devout enough, and as a paladin he was always outshined by the four powerful men chosen by Faol.

Duke did not argue, after all, it was true that he had a crush on Alleria.

Taking a deep breath, Duke walked to the deepest part of the woods.

Duke thought Alleria would build a tree house or something, but all he saw was a fishing net hammock. Alleria was lying on it, covering her eyes with her right hand, swaying from side to side.

"I'm sorry, little Duke. I made you laugh. I thought we could easily take care of our opponent. But with both of us sisters working together, we could only hold him back."

"You sisters did a great job. He's Grom Hellscream. One of the strongest men in the Horde, he can take down three Kul Tiran fleets by himself if given enough time."

"Ah, I want to say I feel better, but failure is failure. It's too ugly."

"You're hurt." Duke said calmly.

"I'm fine."

"Then why don't you get down on the ground and do two jumps with your legs for me to see?" Duke teased.

"Little guy, are you looking for a fight?!" The Alleria was a little angry.

"There are no outsiders here, you don't have to hide your injuries."

"You... when did you become my... so familiar with me!?" Alleria's face suddenly turned red.

"Just because you've been to jail for me?" Duke ignored her and walked up to her, reaching out his hand towards Alleria's leg.

"Wait, what are you doing?" He drew out the longbow like lightning and immediately blocked Duke's hand.

"I'm an expert on bruises. If I take care of them, I can get you back to health in a week. Or do you want to limp along for three months?"

Alleria thought about it. She had to be a cripple for three months? Damn it, she's Windrunner! It would be better to kill her.

Alleria finally nodded: "Okay. But don't lie to me!"