"Yo, what a rare guest, I didn't expect you to come to me by yourself Duke. However, this is the Temple of the Moon. As soon as the guests of honor sat down, Tyrande's dignified and immaculate face turned red for a moment.

You keep pretending!

At times, Duke also felt sorry for the Night Elves, whose trusted spokesperson for the goddess, the glorious and righteous High Priest Tyrande, had fed the wolves for victory in the Battle of the Ancients 10,000 years ago. In the process of practicing Du's evil fantasy, he was crushed and crushed.

"Ahem!" Duke coughed dryly, his face straightened, "I'm talking to you today." ”

"Oh?" Since Duke said that it was a serious matter, Tyrande, who was dressed in priestly robes, immediately straightened his attitude, and sat opposite Duke with the most impeccable appearance, she raised her hand gently, and her posture was elegant and picturesque: "Please have something to say in command." ”

"It's about the time I spent in the palace of Aishara with you in the Battle of the Ancients......"

Before Duke finished speaking, Tyrande's jade face, which had finally put on a dignified expression, suddenly turned crimson: "Damn, you still said that you didn't play tricks on me, you said that this is the Moon God Temple, and the goddess will definitely pay attention here." ”

"No! I'm talking about Serega!" Duke said firmly.

Tyrande's eyes widened suddenly, there was a slight hesitation in her eyes, and after thinking of the latest alliance battle report, she quickly thought through everything: "Do you suspect that Selega is the current Vasqui?"

"Yes!"

"It seems that you have made your choice. ”

"Definitely. Duke smiled wryly.

There is no reason for him to turn against Gianna in order to recover an unknown Serega (Vaschi).

"I see, you're here to seek enlightenment. ”

"Perhaps, I'm more nostalgic. If it's someone I don't know, it doesn't matter to me whether he's alive or dead. I can easily let him destroy if necessary. But the old man ...... "Duke stood up."

Suddenly found that being the boss is painful, especially when being the boss of the alliance.

Or maybe it's the situation I faced before, which was all black and white.

You're a villain, right?

Then I didn't discuss it with you.

You're not against the Alliance, are you?

As long as you join me in killing the Burning Legion, it's all easy.

Duke can even forgive orcs who have committed countless evil deeds, and can ignore the existence of Orgrim and Anastrian, but he always feels uncomfortable to kill a handmaiden who has served him.

Tyrande spoke softly, "Elune, the goddess of the moon, has always taught us to learn to see things from multiple angles. For example, the Naga and the Orcs are our enemies, but they are not truly evil. ”

Tyrande's argument made Duke couldn't help but be shocked: "If other radicals in the alliance know what you said, I guess you will be reprimanded by many people, right?"

Tyrande smiled and continued nonchalantly: "Whether it was the orcs of the old tribe, the evil orcs now, or the Naga. They all came to this world or Draenor to seek land in order to survive. Although to them, the humans, the current Night Elves, and the Draenei are all enemies, their actions are by no means evil, and their desires are essentially good. Since they are kind, one day, when they realize the devastation of the Burning Legion, they will take on important duties in this world. ”

This argument made Duke dumbfounded.

"As long as you are an intelligent being, you will have disputes because of various contradictions, and divide them into elements of friend or foe, which is good and bad. Unfortunately, we are now in such extreme times, a time of despair between us and the Burning Legion that we cannot survive without the destruction of either side. Neither the goddess nor me are willing to conceive of an alliance in this state that can only be maintained by strong combat power. Because to do so you will fall into the wrong way. ”

"At the end of the day, we are not simply united to defeat the enemy. We have raised our arms for the sake of our fellow citizens, and for the future of the entire planet. So—if you have the chance, you and Gianna, learn to forgive!"

After Tyrande finished speaking, Duke was completely silent.

After a long time, Duke squeezed out a sentence: "Forgiveness...... Is it?"

Tyrande smiled: "After joining the Alliance, I always heard people say that the prosperity and strength of the Alliance today was forged by force, and it was the result of the leadership of the great leader Duke Marcus...... Really?"

Duke was categorical: "I never felt that the alliance was my own work. This is an alliance forged by the dreams of countless people, and it is forged by countless people who have abandoned their own leisure and invested countless imagination, energy, and physical strength. A mere Duke Marcus can't build so many flying warships and tanks to fight every inch of Azeroth and Draenor!"

Tyrande's smile was even bigger: "Then I want to ask, is it possible that in the 2,800 years since the rise of the human race, there has not been a battle with the elves and dwarves?"

The ghost didn't fight!

Where there are people, there is paste!

There was a lot of friction between the violent dwarves and the Stormwind Kingdom, but after understanding each other, they became solid allies.

After listening, Duke finally understood what Tyrande meant.

"Well, people used to tell me that priests and other things are gods, but I didn't believe it. I've finally seen it today. You guy has been going around me for a long time, and you seem to have told me everything, but you haven't said anything. ”

Tyrande smiled like a flower: "Hehe, you Azeroth, a real demigod, you are not qualified to say that I am a god!"

"Poof!"

This is also because I am always accustomed to the thinking of mortals, and I really don't have so many extraordinary thoughts that are above the world.

"Well, I see what you and Elune mean. As long as there is still anger in your heart, then fight hard. Until one party is finished, the rest of the matter will be for me, the guide, to deal with the aftermath! Please, this is a mortal enemy!"

Tyrande sat down, leaned on Duke, and rubbed on the ground: "Duke Marcus - the only man in the alliance who has the aura of legend, the man who can always make the impossible possible, the joint partner of me and Gianna and other excellent women!

"Well, the Devil is right!" replied Duke, unpleasantly dismayed.

"I wish that one day you, nay, by the hands of every race in the entire Alliance, could forge an ideal world without war...... At that time, I didn't have to be so tired, I went to mediate disputes every day, and I was busy with this and that. ”

"Well, I'm not going to let you down. ”