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It was still a time when lineage was very important, and almost every nobleman considered himself a descendant of Soladin the Great. In fact, even the royal families of the Seven Kingdoms of the Human Race now are mostly just friends who fought side by side with Soladin the Great more than 2,800 years ago. For example, the ancestor of Terenus, Lodan, and the ancestor of Solas Tolbane, who was given the surname Tolbain by the Great.

No one can deny the importance of a noble bloodline in the human world.

Everyone knows that since Duke dares to protect Illusia, then in the long future, the Barov family will not be broken.

In a sense, as long as Iluhia still bears the name of Barov, even if it is defined as a rebel (although this name of rebellion is still up to everyone), she is still a noblewoman. Under the premise that Duke is unwilling to marry the princess of the Seven Kingdoms, even if he marries Illusia and changes his surname to Barov, no one will think that there is anything wrong with Duke.

On the contrary, Marcus, who Duke pulled out nonsense, was a cheap surname in the eyes of an aristocracy.

And Illusia's announcement of the renunciation of her surname was actually done with good intentions. She didn't want Duke to offend Lordaeron, the strongest kingdom of mankind, to death because of herself.

Looking down and not looking up, this is the thinking of the nobles of Azeroth.

As Illusia uttered the declaration, Terenus breathed a sigh of relief. In the eyes of many kings and superior nobles, Duke's side was still subdued. If you give up your surname, even if you break the inheritance, even if you keep the so-called noble blood, no nobleman will recognize your bloodline until it is absolutely necessary.

Who knows......

Duke quit.

"Shut up, Illusia, your two brothers should be hanged, but your father is innocent. Depriving yourself of a fief is already the greatest punishment for you and your parents. Since His Highness Minahir did not deprive Barov of his surname in his final sentence. You don't have to, and you don't have the right to choose to give up on her yourself. The count under my command can only be Illusia Barov, not a woman without a surname. ”

As soon as these words came out, the throne hall simply shook.

Lose your marbles!

It's going crazy!

Duke: This is the rhythm of Tyrenus to the death!

What kind of grudge is it?

Generally speaking, there is no revenge for killing a father and taking a wife, or a feud between the two countries or something, it is impossible to have such antagonistic feelings.

What the hell is Duke doing?

If it was private, Terenus was absolutely a volcanic eruption, and he scolded.

But now it's the Council of the Thrones!

You sentenced Duke Barov, and you canonized your daughter, which is not the same thing at all in theory.

Terenus trembled violently as if he had been healed by Yang Scream's electric shock.

Duke was now slapping him in the face, slapping him, peeling him on the skin, spitting and peeing, and finally playing on his ancestral grave.

If he didn't make any moves to overpower Duke today, he really wouldn't have to mess around in the future.

Only Ryan and Anduin knew that Duke was leaving no chance for Tyrenus. They looked at the four 'guards' behind them and chose to remain silent.

"Take your father away, Count Illusia. After instructing Illusia in an unquestioning tone, letting her help the old Duke Barov, who could barely walk, to leave, Duke turned his gaze to Terenus again.

Terenus finally magnified his move, and he stood up and raised the noble King's Scepter aloft: "Today is the day of the Alliance's victory. We drove out Barov, the great traitor from within the Union. Today is also a great day for the eleven countries of the Alliance. I don't think there should be any vacancies on the eleven thrones, so I solemnly introduce to you the noble kings, Lord Presto, a descendant of the royal family of Alterac. ”

First, the door of the side hall opened, and a group of Lordaeron royal guards entered, each holding a rubbing-proof of the identity document of Lord Presto.

In this era, the most important thing to prove the noble blood of the nobility is the genealogy, and a set of genealogies that have been magically processed, preserved, and can be studied is the most valuable evidence.

Then, if there is a so-called 'ancestral heritage relic', with a simple blood verification procedure, the object of intermarriage between nobles is matched with the royal genealogy of another family, then it will basically be 100% recognized as the descendants of the nobility.

See here...... Duke was dumbfounded.

Nima, this is called absolute evidence?

Not to mention DNA, not even a drop of blood to recognize relatives.

Duke had the feeling of being in a dog's uproar.

Pretending to be forced turned out to be so simple, I knew that I would have gotten a genealogy that was full of force, and then I had my name bullshit as the second Emperor Caesar who followed Soladin the Great or something.

Duke silently watched as a group of kings nodded, and then, in the midst of a thousand calls, today's protagonist finally appeared.

Many people thought that the expression on the face of the lord of Presto would be even more pleasant, after all, it is not every day that someone becomes a king, and of course the hereditary ones are not among them.

When the five-meter-high main hall door opened with a small trumpet, and out of the fully opened ornate gate stepped out of the Davar Presto Lord, many people who saw the lord for the first time showed shocked expressions.

Lothar was already tall and burly among humans, and this Lord of Presto was taller than Lothar, at least two meters and one zero in sight.

For humans, this is the domain of giants anyway.

He's not fat, but he's not a slender figure. He wore a well-fitting two-color dress with silver on a black background, the deep black gave others a noble and elegant impression, and the leg line and arm line outlined by the silver thread highlighted his perfect figure.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the hideous dragon head embroidery on his left chest, the fierceness that jumps out of his clothes, more powerful than the lion coat of arms of the Storm Kingdom, at this moment, he obviously has not participated in the war against the tribe, and he has a feeling that he looks like a mighty war hero no matter how he looks at it.

It's rare that Aurelia can tease Duke at such a time: "Duke, people are more like league heroes than you." ”

"It's like that. Duke replied lightly.

Lord Presto first saluted Terenus, then bowed gracefully, repeating this movement from due north, east, south, west, in every direction in the throne hall.

The incomparable ceremonial gestures were as simple as a few movements, as if only in the presence of the young nobleman, the soft and smooth curtains, the golden chandeliers, and even the pure white marble steps could make the throne hall appear magnificent enough.

"Davar Presto salutes Your Majesty and Commander-in-Chief!" Without superfluous words, after greeting everyone, Presto stood like a javelin in the center of the main hall. (To be continued.) )