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There is also a kind of embarrassment, which is called life is better than death.

Duke also wants to confirm whether there is a kind of love called letting go.

It's a pity that in this case, it feels like a death if you don't let go. Since both horizontal and vertical are one death, Duke simply gave up the treatment and let his face enjoy the amazing oppression of the Roshan Demon King.

At this moment, Aurelia's whole body was hot, and every inch of her body was stained with a beautiful red, which was very beautiful.

The strange feeling of being stared at by six eyes on her back made Aurelia almost insane. She had no idea what to do in such a situation.

The more unexpected the situation, the easier it is to brain pump.

Aurelia made a stupid decision - cover it up and kill her!

She actually glared at Duke fiercely, and at the same time touched Duke's eyelid with her left hand, trying to make Duke close his eyes, and she also said: "Duke, this kid, is really drunk and confused. ”

Aurelia wants to fool her, but the problem is that Duke's legendary gossip sister-in-law won't agree.

Sylvanas also crossed his waist: "Sister, although I also want to protect your face, our relatives and friends are being exposed to the orcs...... Sister, even if you are embarrassed, I still have to say - Duke is awake. ”

Aurelia may be able to fool Vanessa and Illusia, but she will never be able to fool her sister. Elves have long ears that have a special ability called "Listening", which allows them to hear sounds farther and frequents than humans.

The change in Duke's breathing could not have been hidden from Queen Xi. In an emergency, Queen Xi directly pierced this piece of paper.

At this moment, Aurelia wanted to die.

At this moment, Duke's arms were still clinging to the bee waist of a certain elf.

She raised her eyebrows coldly, trying to make her face majestic and fierce: "Duke, you still don't let go!?"

"You sisters promise not to hit me?" Duke continued to roll his eyes, a humming sound echoing through the canyon between the deep peaks of Mount Hyjal.

It's too late for Aurelia to worship Duke as a little ancestor now: "For God's sake, it's too late for me to beg you, how dare I beat you." ”

Ten seconds later, the farce was over.

Someone pretended to be fine, seemingly decisive, but in fact reluctantly let go of the Great Demon King of Aurelia.

Then Duke directly asked the system elf to notify his body, filtered the blood through the arcane circuit, let the [Phoenix Flame] circuit steam off the alcohol in the blood, and then wash his face, Duke finally sat down opposite the blushing Aurelia in a human-like manner.

On one side are the Windranger sisters, and on the other side are Duke, Illusia, and Vanessa standing in the back, separated by a dining table.

With Sylvanas' short and concise explanation, Duke finally got a grasp of the current situation.

"For my sake, Duke, send troops to save Quel'Thalas, and only your army can save my homeland. ”

Duke crossed his fingers, his fingers pressed against the tip of his nose, and his gaze deepened again. He was recalling all the details he knew about the Second Battle of the Dark Gate.

Once upon a time, he was a player to understand a game story.

Now he is a personal traveler who controls the direction of a shocking war.

Everything can change, and every choice has the opportunity to have a profound impact.

World War II has reached this point, and Duke can almost say that even if he lets it go, the league has a 70% chance of winning. The problem now is no longer limited to winning the war, but lies in the pattern and layout after the victory.

You know, once you enter the third battle of the Dark Gate, it will be the day of the rise of the Lich King. The entire north, the continent of Lordaeron, will be beaten to slag by the brain-pumped and depraved Arthas.

How much vitality can be saved, this is the key, but thinking of the pig teammates of the Silvermoon Council, Duke has an urge to wish they died quickly.

The Silvermoon Council is arrogant and arrogant, pit the people, pit the king, and the cancer of the High Elf world. Aside from the fact that they fought to the death without leaving a bloodbath in the final battle, the Silvermoon Council was definitely a useless garbage existence. Dealing with them in advance would be tantamount to splitting humans and high elves.

Duke pondered for a moment, then finally sighed: "Simos, he's right, the Alliance can't send troops until you get an application from Quel'Thalas to join the Alliance and a letter asking for help. ”

As soon as Duke finished speaking, the Windranger sisters, who already had tears in the corners of their eyes, stood up.

Aurelia bit her lip hard, blood seeping out of the corners of her mouth, and she slapped the table: "Duke, I misread you! 30,000 elven civilians will die because of the wrong choice between the Silvermoon Council and you!Duke, I ...... I...... I hate you—"

Aurelia was so excited that her chest heaved violently.

Duke had no intention of admiring the spectacle.

Duke was also angry: "Then what should I do? Favoritism, with the elite of the Stormwind Kingdom to restore the country, just because of a request from you, illegally crossed the border, rushed into a forbidden country to fight with the tribe, and then asked the Sun King to say, 'Ah! I didn't let you in our country', as if I just watched a dog fight, and sent us away with a word?"

What Duke said is absolutely true. The key to the danger of Quel'Salas is that the upper echelons of Silvermoon City are all-like guys.

This is the arrogance of the High Elves that has been passed down for thousands of years, and it has nothing to do with Duke, and it has nothing to do with any race in the world.

Aurelia began to weep bitterly, and she lay on her stomach on the table and wept.

The tears of beauties always make people's hearts ache.

Sylvanas clenched her fists, pursed her lips, and couldn't help but shout, "Duke, my sister is wrong about you." Without the [Phoenix Flame] she gave you, would you be where you are today?"

In the face of Queen Xi's reprimand, Duke smiled sadly: "Then it's a big deal for me to accompany you to the Yongge Forest in my personal capacity, and after I die there, I can always repay Aurelia's favor, right?"

A cold gust of wind blew across the room. For a moment, all the women in the room were stunned.

Duke...... Duke, who has the power to mobilize the troops of the eight kingdoms, has a series of brilliant achievements, and carries countless human hopes, has the courage to say such a thing?!

There is no one who does not believe Duke.

Because Duke's words are almost synonymous with fate.

Suddenly, the door was slammed open.

"No, you died in Quel'Thalas, what about the millions of soldiers and civilians in the Kingdom of Stormwind?" General Simos roared.

"What about the privates who trust in you and are loyal to you, what about your followers? You don't even have a single heir!" Windthor roared.

Sister Windranger is stupid. (To be continued.) )