Entering the hall, although many people looked at Felicia curiously, since the Grand Duke was already standing closest to Varian, no one rushed forward to talk to him. Plain gave Felicia a moment of silence.

"It's a nuisance." Felicia's lips quivered slightly, and she spat words that only Bolval could hear. "How long will it take for that Varian guy to come out?"

"I'm afraid it's up to the archbishop." Bolwal replied to her in the same way.

"Oh, can the old stubborn be convinced?"

Bolval was silent for a moment. "You are also from the church, so you understand...... Nothing is unconvincing. ”

"Hehe......" Felicia sneered twice and said no more.

Varian didn't keep the crowd waiting long. It wasn't long before he appeared on the scene. Felicia looked intently and saw that he was followed by several people besides Anduin—Wilton, a Night Elf man dressed in a druid costume, and a blood elf woman dressed in costume.

I didn't see the archbishop. Felicia felt a little strange, but her attention was instantly drawn to the Blood Elf woman behind Varian.

The blood elf's ******** figure was tightly wrapped in a red gold-rimmed tuxedo. The lace forging of a large section of the upper body obscures the sight of trying to peep at the snow-white ****, but the short side in front of the tuxedo skirt can't cover the pair of pink and white tall long legs. And as she walked, the skirt in front of the skirt jumped and jumped, as if it would reveal the most alluring scenery underneath at any time. Looks very sexy.

Even Felicia, as a woman, felt twelve points enchanting when she saw it. Felicia's forehead was bruised, and she smiled and grinded out her back molars, "That's what you said, Miss Advisor that Varian met in the arena?" Can she really fight? Are you sure there's really nothing between the two of them? ”

The corners of Bowval's eyebrows jumped. He replied briefly.

"I can fight! Pure friends! ”

The corners of Felicia's mouth twitched. Although if Varian empathizes, don't fall in love. She's going to be very worthless for Thea. But on the other hand, if Varian falls in love with someone else, won't Thea be able to leave Stormwind with all her heart? If so...... Felicia groaned, if she should go back and confuse the public in front of Xia.

What Bolvar thought was that the two advisors were rarely seen except by consulting with Varian and teaching Anduin. Not to mention participating in this kind of banquet that they are completely afraid to be interested in, so why did they show up at the dinner today? However, this way, even if the Assassin did infiltrate the banquet. At least Anduin's safety can be guaranteed.

Is this Varian's arrangement?

With different thoughts, both Felicia and Bolval listened to Varian's pre-banquet speech somewhat absent-mindedly.

The king's speech is always the same.

The difference is that this time Varian made a point to introduce the crowd to Welton behind him. It was announced that the Duke of Stormwind would be given to Wilton.

With the announcement of this decision, everyone below suddenly couldn't restrain themselves from whispering, making the huge banquet hall a little buzzing and noisy for a while.

Duke......

Since the First Orc War, Stormwind's titles of nobility have grown more and more valuable by the day.

It is nothing new for an old nobleman to be wiped out in the First Orc War. The turmoil in Stormwind after the First War led to the loss of a large number of nobles to their titles.

As a warrior, Varian didn't have much affection for the nobles because of his childhood experiences. As a result, it is rare to be awarded the title of nobleman. He prefers officers who have been promoted from the army. Now a few new dukes of Stormwind. Which one did not climb up step by step with great military exploits. is Berval, whose promotion speed is unprecedented, and he has only relied on the impetus and real exploits of the church behind him to get to this point.

Linked to Varian's sudden house arrest of Bolval a while ago, one can't help but think, this time is Varian planning to support a favored servant who can share power with Bolval?

At this moment, everyone's eyes looked at Wilton differently.

A new favorite...... Compared with the soft and hard Boval, Barov, who was born into the first-class family of the former Alterac, will undoubtedly understand the interests of the nobility better. The representatives of the aristocratic families present all secretly made a decision in their hearts, no matter what, they would take advantage of the fact that this new lord had not yet gained a firm foothold in Stormwind City to preemptively establish a good relationship with him.

Countless fiery gazes crossed Varian. Focused on Wilton's.

Varian's brow furrowed, but not for the sake of the courtiers' petty calculations.

He is the king. He is a warrior. For a moment, he felt a wave of killing intent, and although it was fleeting, the life-and-death struggle in the arena made him believe that his instincts would never be wrong. It's just that this killing intent came and went quickly, and it disappeared without a trace in just an instant, and it was too late to even catch it.

If you can't find it, don't look for it, anyway, the one who should come will always come. The corners of Varian's mouth twitched slightly, and he reached out and pressed it weakly, waiting for the bottom to regain his composure before continuing to finish his opening sentence.

"Today's feast is to celebrate the victory of my most valiant warrior, and to welcome the envoy of the soon-to-be-Death Knight, Felicia, who will become our ally." Varian bowed his head at Felicia.

Felicia immediately rolled up her skirt to make the perfect thank you gift.

No one jumped out against it.

The nobles present had already been instructed by the Speaker.

The people of the church were waiting for the archbishop to come and make trouble, but now that the archbishop has not appeared, no one dares to come forward recklessly.

Such a result had long been expected by Varian, but he was naturally more satisfied with the overall situation. He smiled and raised his glass. "I want everyone to have fun."

As Varian finished speaking, everyone raised their glasses.

It's staggered, so it's not lively.

Immediately after, the prelude to the waltz sounded.

Just when everyone thought that this time Varian would join the Blood Elf woman behind him to start the dance, Varian walked straight back to his throne.

"Beautiful Felicia, can you give me this honor to invite you to do your first dance of the day?"

Boval's voice was not loud, but it could not escape the ears of those around him.

Felicia felt the corners of her smiling mouth twitch. "Of course, it's my pleasure, too, Berval."

The two then stepped onto the dance floor.

The first dance at the beginning is not something that can be danced by just anyone.

Looking at Varian, who was still sitting on the throne silently, everyone couldn't understand his mind - was he ready to give up on Bolvar, or would he still favor him?

But now is not the time to think about this, Varian is clearly not ready to dance. Bowwal already has a dance partner, so ......

The hottest person at today's banquet was undoubtedly the upstart, the Duke of Wilton. (To be continued.) )

PS: The exciting time is coming soon, let me roar three times excitedly-roar roar!!