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The harsh reality has ruthlessly struck them down, and the alliance of intelligent races known as humans, dwarves, and high elves is superior to the tribe.

Kick them from the position of the great conqueror to the captives.

And the joy of victory spreads in the hearts of every member of the alliance.

Everywhere there were people cheering and hugging each other. Everyone patted each other on the shoulder, celebrating the victory and celebrating that they had survived this terrible war.

Aurelia looked at Duke's side face, and there was a surging excitement in her heart that no outsider could experience. As one of the greatest witnesses to Duke's miracles, she watched Duke step by step, from a penniless magic apprentice to a League hero.

I still remember that two years ago, Duke was a young boy who had to rely on the Codex of her magic apprentice to make his fortune. And then I squatted for this hateful guy for three months, which I felt hateful no matter how many times I thought about it. Then, it was this guy who appeared in the perilous Quel'Salas as the perfect savior, and saved the entire High Elf Realm under the watchful eyes of the Silvermoon Council and the Sun King.

What is it about Duke that deeply attracts him, makes his heart that has been silent for countless years so excited that he is desperate for it?

Is it the wisdom and vision that is far beyond the mortal world?

Is it the astonishing momentum of the retreat of the army?

Or is it the prestige of thousands of enemies who have surrendered their flags?

No! neither.

Or maybe it's all ......

A woman is a complex and contradictory creature.

Aurelia didn't know anything else, she only knew at this moment, every second, that she loved Duke to death.

"Now, Duke. Aurelia suddenly spoke, she felt the urge to kiss Duke, but now at least thirty thousand pairs of eyes were looking at this side, which made her always dignified and elegant embarrassed. She wondered if she should let Duke go down to the tank bay.

Who knows......

"Duke, I love you to death. ”

Well, something happened that made Aurelia angry and a little unangry.

Ignoring the attention of thousands of people, or the flamboyant nature of daring to love and hate, Wen Resa actually took the lead, grabbed Duke's face, and kissed Duke passionately under the gaze of tens of thousands of Alliance soldiers.

"Uh-huh...... Hmmm......"

At close range, no matter how loud the noise in her ears is, Aurelia can still hear the sound of her lover and sister intertwining their tongues. Looking at the third sister's face that was very similar to herself and fell into the intoxication of kissing, and looking at the passionate crimson on her cheeks and neck, Aurelia actually had a trance as if the person she was kissing was herself.

Before she knew it, Aurelia leaned over as well.

At this time, she was frightened by the sudden loud noise.

"Oh-oh-oh! Well done Master Marcus!"

"Beauty deserves heroes!"

"Hahaha! That's clearly a hero with a hero, okay. Lady Winresa has killed more orcs than you have leg hair. ”

Laughter, heckling, screaming, everything. Wen Resa didn't care, and continued to hug Duke's neck and kiss it passionately.

"Hey, Lord Marcus isn't ...... with Lady Aurelia?"

"You don't understand this, elves are very open, and it's normal for two women to serve a husband or a woman to have four or five public lovers. ”

"Oh, then, Master Marcus, and one of Miss Aurelia!"

"Yes, kiss one, kiss one!"

In the past, under the seemingly loose but strict hierarchy, those guys would never be so presumptuous. Now, no one expected that the leader of the heckling was actually Reginald Windsol, a seemingly old-fashioned young general.

With the one taking the lead, there will naturally be more coaxing.

"Kiss one, kiss one!"

Led by Duke's private soldiers, the shouts were almost uniform.

Aurelia was ashamed. Over there, after hearing everyone's shouts, Wen Resa reluctantly let go of Duke: "Well, now you're the eldest sister." After that, he stuck out his tongue mischievously to his eldest sister, and then licked his red lips, looking unsatisfied, not because everyone asked me not to let go of Duke.

"Kiss one, kiss one!"

The voices of the hilarious bastards soared into the sky.

"No, Duke, I still don't think well. "At a critical moment, Aurelia was reserved.

At the critical moment, Duke was domineering, grabbed Aurelia's waist with his left hand, and clasped her ten fingers with his right hand, and then there was a deep kiss.

"Oooo

Aurelia was obviously embarrassed, but she was stunned to find that she was enjoying the feeling. The sense of indulgence that is a little apostasy in a moment of celebration doesn't seem bad.

Standing behind Duke, listening to the cheers of the tsunami, and feeling the support and trust of thousands of people for Duke, Sylvanas suddenly understood why his arrogant eldest sister and the most curious and intuitive third sister fell in love with the same man.

It's simple, because the person in front of him is the big hero of the alliance - Duke Marcus.

His name is legendary.

His name is holy.

He and the heroes of the Alliance who fought alongside him were destined to become the most indispensable part of the League's glorious history!

The war is over. The coalition was victorious. The world of Azeroth is safe.

Even if it's probably just a temporary security.

This did not prevent the entire human, dwarven and elven worlds from celebrating this glorious victory.

From the Stormwind Kingdom in the southernmost part of human civilization, to Quel'Thalas, the High Elves in the northernmost part, from Kurtilas, who hangs alone overseas in the far west, to Stormgard, who has just begun to rebuild its homeland in the easternmost part.

The news of the victory grew wings and was sung throughout the Eastern Kingdom continent.

In the tavern, after dinner, the most talked about is naturally the heroic epic of the legendary mage and transcendent commander Duke Marcus.

The second is the commander of the alliance who dares to fight on the front line, Anduin Lothar.

Silver hands that dared to launch a fearless charge against 200,000 orcs with just twelve horsemen: Uther, Tirio Fordin, Saidan Dasohan, Tulayan, Gavin Rad Doom...... These twelve paladins will be synonymous with 'courage' for a long, long time to come.

And in the face of extreme disadvantage, Mograini and Abydis, who still abide by their duties and fight to the death on the front line, have also become the idols of countless young people.

And Daylin Prodmore, Ryan Ureon, Solas Tolbaine, Antonidas and other kings who fought on the front lines, and the names of all of them will be sacred! )