The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the Barov family has accumulated an astonishing amount over the years, and Varian expects that Wilton, the descendant of the Barov family, must have some in his hands, but he didn't expect Wilton to be so decisive.

It's just that...... If the appearance is too ugly, it will also lose the demeanor of the king of a country.

Varian smiled and didn't reach for it.

"I haven't decided which place to give you a fief, but you have entrusted me with the family property first. Wilton, the king of Stormwind is not embarrassed enough to do this, and I am very touched by your intentions, but this is not something I should receive. ”

Varian's statement made Wildon slightly embarrassed, but since he took it out, he already thought very clearly, where was the reason to take it back.

Wilton hurriedly pressed the title deed on a few points next to Varian.

"Your Majesty doesn't have to excuse yourself. These things are in my hands, and they are no different from waste paper. As he spoke, he casually picked up one for Varian to look at. Your Majesty, please see - Talenmere, Brill - are now under the control of the Undercity. ”

"Keldaron, just recaptured from the Scourge, but the fate is still undecided. But I think it must have fallen into the hands of Silver Dawn......"

When talking about the last one, Rao is Wilton was very determined, and he still paused for a second. "Nanhai Town, only this one still has some value."

With that, he pushed the title deed in his hand in Varian's direction.

Varian smiled and raised his hand, pushing his movement back.

"Since Nanhai Town is your family's property, then you can take care of it. After a while. I will arrange for someone to go with you to the town of Nanhai, so that you can rightfully accept your rightful inheritance. As for the rest......" His gaze swept over the few beside him and smiled, "I believe." One day, it will still be yours. ”

That is, for the time being, in the custody of Varian?

Wilton rejoiced. It wasn't because of Varian's promise - it was a slim hope, but it was always better than a piece of scrap paper. What's more, the difference between him with Varian's support and without the King's support could not be more different. Even if Varian allegedly sent someone to help, it would be a waste of his power to reclaim the town of South Seas. But it was also far beyond Wilton's expectations.

What else is he not satisfied with. His first step was to become the king's favorite, a trusted servant! As for the rest...... What he has is patience to run step by step.

Bolval's starting point was not much better than he is now. He could get to a position above ten thousand people under one man, and Wilton couldn't do it if he didn't believe he wouldn't be able to. But before that. He has to be careful and patient. So Welton, though flattered and happy, did not show it in a proper way—he was too flattering and lost his value. Being too indifferent does not match one's own ambitions.

Varian was naturally satisfied with such a performance. He wasn't afraid of Wilton's ambitions, but he was confident that he could take everything into his own hands. Since the incident at Theramore, Varian has hated more than anything beyond his control. As long as everything is under your control, there is nothing to fear.

As for those who can't be mastered...... Someday. He'll hold it.

Think of it this way. Varian subconsciously narrowed his eyes slightly, and then turned his gaze to Felicia, who had been sitting quietly and shaking his feather fan. He deliberately staged this incident in front of Felicia, which was not a temptation. For these traitors to the Lich King, he couldn't have no guilt in his heart.

After all...... He is also a king.

"Honorable Grand Lord Felicia, you must have found it very boring to sit here."

Felicia tilted her head lightly and smiled, "How could it be." I feel honored to be able to witness the birth of a new Imperial Lord. ”

Varian smiled.

"You also contributed to the Allies in the Battle of the Psychic Academy. However, I do not know what reward I can give you, and your Knights of the Black Blade. What a dilemma! Grand Lord Felicia, let's talk about it. What do you want? ”

Give her to me!!

The thought flashed through Felicia's mind. Of course, it was only a fleeting moment.

She smiled reservedly and ladylikely, "Except for Your Majesty's friendship. We don't need anything. What could be more precious than your Majesty's friendship? ”

"Oh, but you seem to need the friendship of the Undercity. I guess you cherish the Dark Queen's friendship as well......" Varian smiled and quietly stabbed her.

Felicia looked at him unyieldingly. "Friendship - no one is too much, you say? Your Majesty. ”

Varian felt something strange as he saw an aggressive aura in Felicia's eyes. Although what he just said was a little provocative. But as an envoy, this level of temptation was only a harmless surface, so Felicia's aggressive and hostile gaze somewhat puzzled and unpleasant. But if you really want to talk about it, it is not so much a grievance of interests, but rather a relationship between men and women.

Varian pressed the corner of his forehead. He wasn't a good-natured person, and he didn't have to worry about the people sitting here, so he spoke directly.

"That's true, that's right. Well...... But I seem to have seen ...... You? Grand Lord of Felicia. ”

Boval was the first to notice Varian's displeasure. After seeing Felicia's unkind eyes, he immediately knew the crux of the problem, but he couldn't tell Varian the truth right now. After thinking about it, he interjected: "Your Majesty should have heard of the Marcus family." ”

Varian was slightly moved. "Oh? That family......" He didn't continue, but he really couldn't forget this family. The list of candidates for the queen chosen by the first king for him has the name of this family on it. So, indeed, it seems that the other party's name is Felicia? Of course, Varian wouldn't be stupid about it.

"I know, it's a big family that's very famous. Ha ha. ”

Berval laughed too. "Yes, speaking of which. Felicia and I used to be classmates together at the Abbey of the Light. Your Majesty must not know. ”

Varian glanced at Boval in surprise. "It surprised me. So you're still old acquaintances. Haha, Berval, you kid didn't say it sooner? ”

His affectionate tone made Wilton feel envious.

"It's just a personal matter. It doesn't matter. But today I would like to ask Your Majesty for one thing. ”

"Oh?" Varian raised an eyebrow. He lay back slightly, and a narrow smile appeared on his face. "It's been a long time since I've heard your request, so let's hear it!"

Bolval smiled faintly. "Can I ask Grand Lord Felicia to dance today's opening dance?"

This request came as a surprise to Varian. He had the impression that Bolval had always avoided such troubles. Well...... Could it be that Bolwal?

Thinking of that possibility, Varian felt indescribably happy in his heart. "Of course it's okay to be a little thing like that. I'm still bothered -- you know, I don't like to dance. ”

Berval smiled. He lowered his eyes without answering.

Don't like to dance...... Is it because the person who wanted to hug, spin, and watch intently was gone......

Felicia glared at Berval hatefully. only to find that Bolval was not looking at her at all, and she was so angry that she secretly grinded her teeth. "Well, actually, I don't really like dancing," she said. ”

But Varian let her refuse. And because of their own conjectures. At this point, Varian tried his best to help Berval speak.

"Boval had a good jump. The Great Lord of Felicia came from everyone. Presumably, such a scene is not unusual. But I was a little surprised, however, that a beautiful lady like yours was a knight - I always thought that noble ladies always preferred the priesthood. After all, knights don't like such things as close combat, killing, and killing, and most women don't like it very much. The Great Lord of Felicia is indeed a heroine among women. Speaking of which, it's rare to hear Berval mention his former classmates, but is there any interesting story about our archduke that the Grand Lord of Felicia can hear? ”

"Ah......h She fanned her fan slightly, hiding the deep smile and the elusive coldness on her face. "The Grand Duke used to be unbeatable in the solo competition among his classmates. Unfortunately, his results in the doubles were rather miserable. ”

"Oh?" Varian excused himself unnoticed.

"Felicia." Berval seemed embarrassed, but Felicia could hear the warning in his words. But if she cared, it wouldn't be her Felicia's character. In particular, she was also put on a stand by Berval. She shook her fan with a smile and said slowly, "Because Bowval's solo results are so good." There was a girl in the priest's class who couldn't find a partner because of her health, so the tutor asked Bowwal to take her. That young lady's health is really not good. Thanks to her, I was able to beat him in the two-player format. Is that right? Bowall. ”

"That's because you have too strong a relationship with your partner." Since he couldn't hide from it, Bolval could only answer lightly.

Where will Felicia let him go. She feigned ignorance and shook the feather fan, moving lightly and quickly. "Oh, yes. Tiffin should be the queen of Stormwind now, right? Oops, I've been dead for too long and my brain is not working. Well...... I haven't seen her for so long, and I miss her so much. We used to be very good friends. ”

Varian froze for a moment. He grimaced, but Ragash had been biting at his heart again with anger and sorrow.

“…… It's a shame that she passed away. "Varian thinks it's the phrase he's used the most acting skills to say today." I want Tiffin to ...... It would be very nice to know that you still remember her like this. ”

Felicia would not allow him to perfunctory himself. No matter how much she tried to hide it, she could see Varian's pain, but her hatred for him made her want nothing more than to sprinkle another handful of salt on his wounds. "Really? Does Your Majesty think she will accept me like this? ”

Varian didn't think too much about it, and he didn't have time to think too much. He only thought it was a temptation for Felicia as a death rider. And since you have made up your mind to accept the Death Rider into the Alliance, it doesn't hurt to say something in private.

He laughed and said:

"Natural ......"

"I won't accept it!" (To be continued.) )

PS: I'm wondering whether to write it all out or update it from time to time. In short, it's almost the end of this volume, and of course, it could be the end of this one. If you have any opinions, please hurry up. Now Simon is ahead.