Chapter 5: Flying

Baron Rivendell had despair on his face with a capital letter!

My Rivendell family has been loyal for generations, loyal to your family of Stratholme, and I will be sent to be a monk for Mao's silence, ahem, priest!

Divine sticks are not bad!

Take the knight's fame immediately!

Oryx, who has received an orthodox knight education since he was a child, wants to play a [I can't accept] card to McDonald, but the ghost knows that his boss has played another [Invulnerable]!

"O my most faithful vassal! Times have changed! In front of Fao and Uther, McDonaln turned on the cannon mode and told Rivendell about the changes in the Stormwind Kingdom and Archbishop Fao's paladin plan.

At the end, McDonald added: "That's right! It's an experiment. When you successfully transfer to a paladin, I will not only have more important tasks for you, but I will also make you a viscount and give you a hereditary fief. ”

After the stick, you might as well give a sweet date.

Nobles without hereditary fiefs are inferior to dogs. How many lower-level nobles have been busy for several generations, just for that small hereditary fiefdom, to die for their own boss.

If you die, your father will go up, and if you die, your father will be smashed.

Lordaeron's territory is so large, to the north is the High Elf Kingdom Quel'Thalas, to the south is the human kingdom of Gilneth and Alterac, and the dwarven Eagle's Nest Mountain, it is really impossible to expand at will.

Each new territory can only be cut from the Duke's domain.

McDonald's high-end means of control are about to move Rivendell.

"Thank you for my lord's trust, I swear that I will study the way of light and become a paladin!"

McDonald doesn't know if Rivendell is a two-and-five.

In the official canon of the game, this item has a rather tragic ending - he heroically fought the Scourge Legion, was killed by the Lich King, became a Death Knight, and became the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, and was finally pushed by a group of foot men (players)!

In another version of the story, Rivendell voluntarily degenerated into a Death Knight, befriending the leader of the Cult of the Damned, Kel'thugad, who is now a human mage, and sold his own boss.

Whether he is a loyal servant or not, Rivendell's fate is not bad.

According to this statement, it is the unlucky devil who is riddled with bad luck.

Out of the instinct to avoid evil, McDonald must have let him roll as far as he could.

An Apocalypse Knight for the Silver Five Saints has already earned blood.

What's more, McDonald also donated a large amount of money very smoothly and legally, and successfully lost.

The Holy Light Church is a gold-swallowing beast, and their compassionate gameplay is impossible for him to make money from McDonald.

Want money?

McDonald wished they wanted more.

If the king allowed it, he wouldn't even mind paying out of his own pocket to form the legendary Knights of the Silver Hand.

Thinking of this, he became more and more excited, and felt that he was simply a genius.

As the saying goes, 'When a cannon goes off, there are ten thousand taels of gold'!

According to the plot development of the canonical history, the next thing is the complete fall of Stormwind City, the murder of King Ryan Ureon, and Anduin Lothar brought the little prince Varian and the remnants of the Stormwind Kingdom to the northern continent to ask King Terenus for assistance and form the predecessor of the alliance [Lordaeron Alliance].

Since the war has begun, it will definitely burn money.

Even if there are any additional urgent tasks caused by breaking the system, I will not occupy any land, and second, I will not speculate on arms, just participate in the war, and do not return the effort.

It's not easy to spend just 20,000 gold coins (100 million)?

Now that Tianzi's No. 1 bodyguard is by his side, he is not worried about safety at all.

While the war has not yet started, the speed of spending all the money, immediately returning to the earth, holding more than 100 million assets, and walking to the peak of life, isn't it beautiful!

Sitting in the carriage and looking at Uther, a fierce man who looks like a lion in front of him, McDonald feels comfortable and happy!

McDonaln spoke: "Pastor Uther! ”

"Command, Lord Stratholme!"

"Archbishop Fao has already told you, right? There are quite a few people lurking in the Stratholme family trying to murder me. I now authorize you to use whatever means you deem appropriate in protecting me. At the same time, in order not to alert the conspirators, I will continue to live like before. ”

Well, to put it bluntly, it's to make excuses for your upcoming wave.

"Understood!" Uther was a very upright guy, and he was clearly not adapted to this kind of counterintelligence work. If he were given a choice, he would definitely choose to fight the enemy with a war hammer.

Since Uther has chosen to accept the task, even if he is not good at it, he will continue to the end. Until the teacher summons it back.

McDonald calculated that there were still 10,000 gold coins to cost.

After all, he was born noble, and the system even allowed him to have an additional 10% expenditure, which was really too much anyway, even if it was the Stratholme family's.

To be on the safe side, McDonald decisively turned on the loser mode.

As soon as he returned to Stratholme Castle and came to the main hall, he gathered all the important ministers.

These important ministers who maintain the daily operation of the Duke's family, except for one Basselas, in fact, McDondonald does not know any of them.

Outsiders don't understand very well, for Maustansom is a huge city, and the guy who serves as the mayor is not called the mayor, but the mayor. Only the Stratholme family knew that this was an arrangement left behind by the previous dukes who pioneered with the original King Minethir.

In the beginning, there was no Stratholme City, and some were just a deserted border town.

In order to defend the kingdom of Lordaeron, the first duke set the rule that the mayor should be called the mayor.

McDonald first introduced the reverend Uther to his personal bodyguard. Everyone was a little surprised, but they were okay with it. After all, my own master almost hung up the day before yesterday, as for the rumored wind or something, cough cough, can the matter of your circle be called a problem?

Anyway, the Holy Light Church has a first-class reputation, and the pastors there are still very reliable.

Well, as a priest of Pudu sentient beings, it makes sense to look more burly than a troll, right?

It's normal to wear a piece of leather armor under a priest's robe, right?

It's normal to have a short-handled warhammer tied to your waist, right?

I don't know how many important ministers have overturned the table of their hearts in their hearts, but the master has approved of it, and everything he says is in vain.

Didn't you see that the loyal Baron Rivendell was thrown into the Church of Light?

One by one, the important ministers were counting the non-existent ants on the ground, and they listened to the tool man No. 1 Bathras being trained.

"What? Your Excellency, do you want to eat [Smoked Bear Meat] and [Rock Lake Crazy Fish]? But we don't have it! Looking at the list of recipe names, the tool man shuddered.

It's all about the world!

"Then go get it!"

Basshras: "Rock Lake...... That's in the southern continent's dwarven territory of Lok Mordan. It's thousands of miles away from us, and even pickled smoked fish can't be preserved, let alone fresh......"

When McDonald's chin was slightly raised, and his face was facing upwards at forty-five degrees, his eyes swept downward, and he looked at him with full contempt: "Don't we have griffins?" ”