At three o'clock in the evening, Duke returned to his bedroom and looked out the window into the distance, and the dense black spread all over Duke's vision. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The hustle and bustle of Triumph Day still echoed in his ears, and Duke knew that new challenges would continue to come.

Now that he's a part of Azeroth, he can't ignore the challenges that come his way.

That's right, until the Pantheon Titans actually arrive in Azeroth and face off against the Burning Legion, the world of Azeroth will be a goddamn defensive game, and no matter how many waves of enemies you defeat, new ones will still arrive.

Persistence, and perhaps a glimmer of life.

Give up, and that is the end of all things.

Turning around, the Windranger sisters, who had been sleeping together, raised their upturned eyebrows and opened their hazy sleepy eyes.

Aurelia: "Duke, are you done?"

Wen Rasa: "Sleep, you've done well today, and you'll do tomorrow's work." ”

With that, the two female bodies of the warm nephrite trembled and moved away from a gentle place, Duke smiled and lay down, hugging Winresa on his left and Aurelia on his right.

If there is no future crisis, this is already a perfect life!

In his heart, Duke said to himself, "Yes, the people I love, the people I cherish, the world I love, this is what I fought for in Azeroth!"

The days that followed, Duke was busy.

Whether it's coordinating post-war reconstruction with other countries, discussing with the dwarves how to rebuild various farm tools, or carrying out his railway projects.

Time stepped into the door of darkness 2 years 12 months 31.

The news that Duke had been waiting for a long time came.

Alexstaza's magic message: "Alright. Malygos, that guy has finally had enough. The guy froze Nesario's head, and then took 'him' to the place where the Blue Dragon Legion had been wiped out, and after a long time of crying and laughing, he was finally willing to get the traitor's head back. ”

Duke smiled wryly.

was killed by his wife and all his children, and then he couldn't take revenge for 10,000 years, and it is estimated that anyone will be crazy.

How much sanity can a guy like Malygos recover is already the result of the dragon clan burning incense and worshiping Buddha. However, thinking of the crazy actions of this blue dragon king in the future, Duke also had to sigh.

For Malygos, Duke can only count a handful.

"When is the celebration of the Temple of the Dragon's Sleep?"

"Tomorrow, January 1st, at nine o'clock in the morning, you come to the Dragonbone Wilderness. ”

"Uh, so rushed?"

"The celebration has been prepared for a long time. It's the other three clans, a whole bunch of dragons, waiting for Malygos, that bastard!" the queen gritted her teeth.

Yes, a group of dragons happily celebrated the killing of the traitor, spitting dragon breath and roasting beef in the snow and ice, and the head of the traitor was not seen coming. Although Nozdorm temporarily handed over Nesario's body early and temporarily, most of everything is worth the most from the head.

The dragon's head has a very sacred meaning.

Missing a traitor's head, I feel sorry for everything, as if I am missing a lot of things.

It took a full week for Malygos to bring back the head of the rebellious Black Dragon King. It's no wonder that the dragons of the other three clans don't sulk.

That can't be helped.

The four dragon kings are all guardian dragons, and in the final analysis, they are of the same level. Unless a certain dragon is too outrageous and is considered by other dragons to be beyond the scope of 'redemption', then for the sake of the same race, forbearance is enough.

"Okay! I'll be there tomorrow on time. ”

Time stepped into the Dark Gate 3 year 1 of January 1, and the kings of Lordaeron were still busy with various meetings.

Post-war reconstruction, bilateral trade, multilateral trade, the re-demarcation of territorial borders, the determination of sea power...... All sorts of troubles still plague every king, and even every lord below.

Originally, in the Stormwind Kingdom, these things were inseparable from Duke, but Duke had to ask Ryan for leave first.

At half-past eight, Duke's room was still busy.

Obviously, Duke was the only one who went to the Dragon Sleep Temple to attend the dragon celebration, but he looked like the entire high-level of the Storm Kingdom was going to go.

Ryan and Anduin were chatting in the corner of the room.

Dressed in a green ranger outfit, Aurelia crossed her arms in front of her lower abdomen, palms supporting her elbows and leaning against the wall, watching her sister and Illusia fiddle with Duke's clothes.

Duke, who has no love and is already a waste meow, poses a cross, and is so hard that he has to look straight ahead.

"Why don't you put a belt? The mage's robe is too floating. Wen Resa frowned.

"I think so, too, spirited!" Illusia nodded.

Duke bared his teeth: "Even if I dress well, will those dragons appreciate it?"

"Whether you appreciate it or not is another matter, the key is that you have to be good at it. I've never heard of a human being invited into the Temple of Dragon's Sleep for the past 10,000 years. Illusia, who had always been weak, spoke out unexpectedly.

Duke couldn't help but complain in his heart: Could it be that I will tell you that in the future, because the dragon clan will not be able to withstand the siege of the Dragon Sleep Temple by a certain dragon clan, they will seek the support of the powerhouses of the alliance clans, so that it will become as lively as a vegetable market?

At this time, Aurelia made up for it: "No, I've seen His Majesty Alexstasa's human-shaped dress, it fits very well!"

Your sister, as long as a woman has a good figure, good looks, and wears a three-point armor or something, any man will find it eye-catching.

Spit and complain, Duke can only obediently be his human flesh hanger.

It's finally over.

Duke set off with a burst of blessings.

Almost as soon as he crossed the portal to reach the Dragonbone Wilderness, Duke froze into a dog. The cold of the Northrend Keel Wilderness on the Far North Continent is completely different from the cold in the northern part of the Lordaeron Continent.

It's like the winter in the south before the crossing and the winter in Siberia, can this be compared?

Almost a little bit, Duke felt like he was going to freeze to death.

"Whew!" A stream of heat rose from the [Phoenix Flame] magic circuit, and almost at the same time, the body was also covered with a warm fire element cover, which was not too hot, but it resisted the biting cold wind of Northrend well.

Duke finally came to his senses, it was Crassus!

"Welcome, my old friend!" said the tall Crassus came over and gave Duke a courtesy hug.

It turned out that one man and one dragon were originally general friends, but after Duke rescued the Red Dragon Queen and laid out to kill Nesario, they became friends.

"Your Majesty the Dragon King will be here in half an hour, and now I will introduce you to the representatives of the various ethnic groups. (To be continued.) )