It was a white glove made of icy breath as thin as a cicada's wings. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info is made of ice, but it's a white glove shape.

That...... What does Duke mean?

"Whoever is not convinced will come to fight me in a duel!!Who else!?"

The nobles were silent, and they didn't dare to put a fart.

Duke roared like thunder: "That's right! I'm insulting you! I look down on you! If the aristocracy is indifferent and selfish, greedy for life and afraid of death, disregarding the laws of the country, corrupt and degenerate, and prides himself on being noble! Then this nobleman ...... Sir, I'm not the right earl!"

As soon as these words came out, the room was silent.

If in peacetime, the nobles immediately roared and went berserk. What do you think of the face of the Stormwind Kingdom?

But now, Duke is really indispensable.

Almost all sailors and fishermen were Duke's people. Duke, who regained the warship, also reached the peak of his reputation on the navy's side. And the Naga and the Fish-Man Legion of unknown strength.

Countless people now only remember that there is a sea king Duke who saved everyone's lives, a Duke who ventured into the orc camp to burn 100,000 orcs, and a Duke who desperately killed the demon king for the survival of mankind, but unconsciously forgot the failed king Ryan who fell to the territory.

It is no exaggeration to say that, admit it or not, Duke is already a banner of hope in the hearts of the people.

Now Duke says that this count is inappropriate?

With Duke's strength, with Duke's fame, and with Duke's wealth, which human kingdom is he not a guest of?

Once there is no Duke, the entire defense line of Stormwind City may collapse in three or a few days, and then hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians will be wiped out by the orcs.

To some extent, it should be that the ruined Stormwind Kingdom can't fit the great god Duke.

Yes, it's Duke in the palace now!

Ryan stood up and looked at Duke in disbelief, he never thought it would come to this point - Duke was completely on the opposite side of the aristocracy he defended.

He couldn't even say a 'no'.

Duke Huo Ran turned his head, his eyes blazing, and stared at King Lane: "Yes, I'm forcing the palace! But I'm not asking for more power, I'm just forcing Your Majesty to wake up!"

Taking a step forward, Duke straightened his chest and folded his belly: "No man is ever born noble! People are only noble because of their noble deeds! The same is true of the previous kings who led the outcasts to this valley thousands of years ago and founded the Kingdom of Stormwind. Why is it noble? Why did the first king set the iron law that no knighthood should be conferred without military merit?"

The entire chamber fell silent, except for the sound of the wind passing through the windows and passing through the halls. Not only the kings, dukes and other high-ranking people present, but even the royal guards on the side seemed to be in thought, they stroked the lion carving on the sword, with a thoughtful look in their eyes.

Duke's voice continued.

"Why? Isn't it for today!?In order to have heroes and leaders like today, when humanity is in danger of extinction, there can be heroes and leaders worthy of their status to lead the people out of their predicament and out of despair!?"

In the hall, the nobles' eyes darkened with cringe, but the eyes of Ryan, Anduin, Berval, and the other guards lit up.

"Stormwind is destined to fall, but one day, when Stormwind is to be reclaimed, when this great kingdom is to be restored...... Answer me, Your Majesty the Great and Wise Urien. At this, Duke suddenly looked up and looked directly at Ryan with his razor-sharp eyes:

"Do you expect these so-called nobles who have abandoned their people and fled with their wealth when the great calamity is approaching to serve you, or do you hope for those warriors who are truly willing to fight to the end for the future of all mankind!?"

"Tell me—His Majesty Ryan Ureon!And everyone present who has polished their eyes!!Tell me, who do you choose!?" The heartfelt voice of the words was filled with a sharp sonorous feeling, and every stone brick, every wall decoration, and every inch of ceiling in the whole hall echoed Duke's interrogation.

For only a moment, everyone present with true courage drew their swords and raised their swords high.

"I choose Duke Marcus!" Wendthall, who had saved the king's life, was the first to come out, and this was the choice of the kingdom's loyal ministers.

"Duke Marcus!" the upright Duke of Vortagen immediately stepped forward, raising his sword alof, the choice of the kingdom's nobles. Beside him, there were nearly ten superior nobles who were famous for their uprightness, and they raised their swords.

"Duke!" Ser Lothar, the lion of Azeroth, the king's youngest and most loyal and courageous, also raised his sword and made his most important choice.

"Father, I choose Duke!" The only heir of the kingdom, the future king, the future generation of legendary Varian Wrynn, made the choice to gamble the future of the entire kingdom!

Reginald Windsol, Berval Vortagan, Anduin Lothar...... One by one, the heroes who were familiar to later generations showed their attitude with their actions, and even Prince Varian Ureon, who was supposed to be evacuated in the third group of ships and was still in the council chamber to listen, raised his short sword and shouted in unison with them:

"Duke, Duke, Duke, Duke—"

This voice, like a howling wind, like a thunderbolt that penetrates the soul, fell on Ryan's heart.

Ryan felt like he was in a world of utter silence.

There is nothing in the world, only the voice of one's own heart is shouting strongly. The voice that is becoming so clear and definite comes from himself, from his ancestors, from the heroes who gave their lives for the survival and reproduction of mankind.

Countless voices converged into a unique force that pushed him to make a choice at this fork in the road of fate.

The blazing blood was roaring and rolling out of his heart, to his limbs, to his internal organs, to every corner of his body, passionate and surging!

Standing on the fork in the road, his eyes seemed to see the future for a moment.

To the left, he seemed to see the kingdom of Stormwind, which trusted in corrupt nobles, completely destroyed in the flames.

To the right, he seemed to see the ruined Stormwind City reborn from the flames with the help of Duke, Anduin, and other loyal and brave men.

Yes, at the end of this heroic epic, he may not be able to see it. The new era must belong to the next generation. Yet he was able to compose the most brilliant opening for this great human epic.

For a moment, Ryan was a little shocked and couldn't help himself.

He drew the king's sword and raised it above his head, his gaze as if through the fog of fate.

Ryan, make up your mind!(To be continued.) )