Home, a somewhat unfamiliar word.

I haven't been back for a year, except for the faces of my parents, other people's faces have faded in my memory.

It's like, it seems, it seems, I still have a legendary gossip girlfriend on Earth?

McDonald glanced at the row of white flowers in front of him, and was very sure that he didn't actually have a girlfriend in his hometown.

People are like this, the farther away from home, the more they miss it.

Think about it, if you leave your hometown, you will probably have ...... in earth time More than a month, right?

Silently click on the system window, see the turned WeChat voice, click on.

[Smash it! Everything is fine at home, I saw your collective appearance in the company, yes, it's all mixed in the front row......]

McDonald noticed that Mr. Wang was stunned to help him in the company's collective quite to the almost C position, not the passer-by A on the top of the mountain.

Reminiscing about the bits and pieces of the family, McDonald unconsciously became distracted.

In the eyes of the women, it is natural to associate McDonald's almost non-stop conquest of the Quartet over the past year with the return to Stratholme City.

Wen Leisha was a little shy: "Homesick...... I'm also a little bit of a wonder how Lotherma has built our new home. ”

The female ranger is obviously a little bit insincere.

McDonald smiled lightly: "If you want to say the Tower of Windranger, just say that as long as the Sun King allows it, I didn't say that I won't give you back." ”

"Really!?" Wen Leisha was obviously emotional, with surprise and excitement in her voice, and then took into account McDonald's position, and said in a low voice: "That...... Aren't you afraid that I won't come back if I go? ”

"I believe in you. But if the Sun King detains you, don't blame me for bringing an army of 300,000 to ask him for someone. ”

What is mine is mine, and no one is allowed to touch.

McDonald didn't realize what a mental impact his words had on the elves.

This is not only the embodiment of Stratholme's strong leadership, but more importantly, the powerful momentum of 'rushing to the crown and being angry for the red face' infected them.

The other four female elves who heard this couldn't help but wonder: If it were me, would McDonald come to ask for someone like this?

It's not that I have to have something with McDonald.

But that feeling of being valued and being fought for by the other party at the expense of an amazing strength equal to the power of a country...... It's kind of wonderful.

It is precisely because they are all outcasts of Quel'Salas that there is harm when there is a comparison!

The Sun King? Cut!

Before you know it, the royal family of the Sunchaser is lying down again.

McDonald opened his legs and walked ashore: "Let's go, go to Stormwind City, where a new magic circle has been built, and you can immediately go to Lordaeron City." ”

"What does it cost...... Sorry, forgot. ”

The teleportation fee at this point in time is still very expensive, and converting the consumed magic crystals into gold coins is about equal to 100 gold coins per minute.

It's a pity that McDonald is already qualified, and he also has a large number of magic stones produced by the sunwell at hand, otherwise he can defeat a lot of people just by jumping left and right in the portal. Well, I don't know how the system will react.

The matter of leading the troops will be handed over to the Earl of Rivendell, who will take the Stratholme Army and slowly return by ship in batches.

McDonald took all the Elven Ranger and two thousand cavalry and spent most of the day to Stormwind.

The mage area of Stormwind City is far from the beautiful place of the green trees in the later generations, and it took so many months to barely clean up the ruins, and there are broken tiles everywhere, but the mage tower in the center has barely resumed operation.

To put it mildly, the Storm Kingdom in the restoration stage is a dead and poor ghost, and even the magic crystals needed to open the door are all rubbed by someone.

Due to the advance notice of the time to go back, McDonald, who was also the hero of the Second Battle of the Dark Gate, led his troops back and was warmly welcomed.

From the mage quarter, where the portal is located, all the way to the King's Road, the three-kilometer block along the way is packed with Lordaerons. Not only the citizens of Lordaeron itself, but also many survivors from the Silverpine Forest and the Tirisfal Glades, who had spent days rushing here just to catch a glimpse of the handsome faces of the war heroes.

The real point of the matter is that in order to wait for McDonald, Arthas, who had already returned to the palace of Lordaeron in advance, kept it secret that he wanted to accept the cheers of the people together.

How popular are they?

From the fact that the flower shops in Lordaeron City have been cleared for the first time in a long time, there is not a single wildflower left within ten kilometers of the city.

The majestic neighborhood is full of flower petals scattered from the terraces of the streets, no matter what direction you turn your head.

From the precious violets, roses, and phalaenopsis orchids to the ubiquitous frangipani, the whole Lordaeron has become a sea of flowers. Even the city guards who maintained order on the roadside were full of flower petals, and the enthusiasm of the people could be imagined.

"Long live the Alliance!"

"Long live Lordaeron!"

"Well done, Your Highness Arthas!"

"Duke Stratholme, I love you!"

"Duke, I'm going to have a baby with you—"

In the open carriage at the head of the procession, Alsace clasped McDonalken's hand and waved to the people to receive their blessings.

Tens of thousands of people were yelling in every neighborhood, and McDondon felt like she was going deaf.

They were not spared the highest praise, not only for the two great heroes of Lordaeron, but also for the knights of Stratholme and the elven rangers behind them.

Many brave maidens rushed out from the side of the road, waved handkerchiefs at the knights, or shoved handkerchiefs with contact information written on them into the hands of the knights.

When it comes to elves, the Lordaerons are more reserved. Since they were told in advance that they were allowed to send flowers, basically every Ranger had flowers in their arms.

Most of the elves are arrogant, abandoned, 'trafficked' to human territory, and have been more or less uncomfortable. However, after more than half a year of fighting, living with humans day and night, killing so many orcs, and then gaining the sincere gratitude of so many humans, every elf has a heartfelt smile on his face.

Except for Wen Leisa.

"Damn, those shameless women...... "The elves are also very open, but Wen Leisa really hasn't seen it, and the girl Lordaeron can be so enthusiastic that she can reveal the murder weapon that needs to be mosaiced at McDonaln.

But Winresa's expression darkened suddenly.

It seems that the real enemy is in the palace of Lordaeron!

The grand parade was originally intended to last only a few hours. However, the people were too enthusiastic, and they walked for three hours after a mere three-kilometer road, and when they came to the gate of the palace, McDonald and the two fools seemed to be buried in a pile of petals.

Upon entering, McDonaln ignored a humanoid object suspected to be the king in front of him, passed over him, and saw Kalia for the first time.

It's hard to imagine that a person's eyes can be so complex that they can squeeze in multiple emotions at the same time—sadness, sadness, anticipation, hope, and relief.

"I'm back." McDonald nodded briefly.

"Welcome back." There were tears in the corners of his eyes, and it was still the brightest smile in the middle of summer.