The conversation ended unhappily, and Locke's attempt to influence the idea of others apparently failed again.

Even if he said it was true, no one would believe it.

Locke didn't care about this either, and he got used to it after many failures. In this world, there will always be people who will believe in themselves.

At the very least, isn't that good news that their women choose to believe in themselves?

The next day, the sun slowly rose over the horizon in the east, and its brilliance stained the entire coast red. Kurtilas' fleet docked off the coast of the Stormwind Kingdom, waiting for ships to pick up Locke. All the remaining merchant ships entered the port one by one in an orderly manner under the leadership of the pilot ship of Storm Harbor.

The reason why the fleet of the Kurtilas did not enter the port of the Stormwind Kingdom was because the port had not yet been expanded and could not accommodate such a large fleet. Secondly, they were reluctant to contact the alliance dominated by the Stormwind Kingdom, mainly because they were rejected for help from the Stormwind Kingdom in order to rescue Admiral Dai Lin.

Otherwise, Reedles' flagship would have sent Locke to the port long ago.

Once Locke is sent to the ship of the Stormwind Kingdom, Reedles will lead the fleet all the way back to Eva Harbor. The next time Locke needs to get back to Lordaeron, he won't need them to pick him up. Locke will take a boat directly in Seramo and return to the port of Iwa.

But now, by the light of the rising sun, everyone is squinting at Stormwind in the distance in the Valley of Heroes, with the layers of staircase-like houses built along the hillside of the harbor that wind their way up, they obscure the looming Stormstorm Fortress watchtower and the steep Basilica of the Holy Light...

Locke didn't need to look through his glasses to see the large crowds of civilians busy in the harbor, as well as the well-guarded and well-dressed Stormwind soldiers.

The coastal city has fully awakened, and the noise is clearly audible here.

It wasn't long before a ship with a huge lion's head as its bow sailed out of the harbor, and from a distance, it was a little smaller than Reddles' flagship, but more spacious. Locke didn't even turn his head, he felt the smugness and contempt of Ridles beside him... In the Navy, Kul Tiras does have the right to despise others.

"That's the Lion's Heart." Riddles made a slight introduction, and there was no lack of smugness in his tone, "The flagship of the King of Stormwind." ”

Soon, the ship approached ... However, due to the large difference in the size of the two ships, the accompanying Ministry of Magic wizards quickly noticed the magical disturbance in the middle of the deck.

The middle of the deck was emptied in advance, and under the watchful eyes of the ship's sailors and Locke, the space on the deck twisted inward at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a black hole that spewed out magical power, and the appearance was a small portal with layers of dark blue.

Immediately after that, the white light lit up, and the two people instantly became solid from the transparency. A High Elf dressed as a wizard and a human nobleman walked in.

The human nobleman turned his head to look around, and soon saw Locke in the middle of the crowd. He strode over, bowed slightly in front of Locke, and said, "Forgive our sluggishness, Your Majesty Harvey. We didn't expect you to come sooner than we expected. ”

"Our Majesty the King was going to greet you," the nobleman said, bowing again, "I hope you understand. ”

Yes, Locke arrived a day earlier than expected, which made it a little difficult for the hosts.

"Ha, that's my reason," Locke smiled and waved his hand, he continued, "I actually wanted to take a shower in Stormwind as soon as possible, so I let the fleet speed up...."

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In the spire of Stormstorm, Onexia stood tall in a black silk robe, her uneven body framed by the fitted garment. Her delicate facial features and black pupils, combined with her long hair curled in a black shawl, make it difficult for anyone to ignore her presence.

Without turning around, his right hand picked up the red wine that had been poured long ago from the small table behind him, hugged it in his left hand, and drank it slowly with his right hand holding the wine glass.

"Lordaeron's new king..."

From the open windows of the minaret, Onexia watched silently at what was happening on the sea in the distance, not moving, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Boom! Boom! ”

"Countess Presto, Your Majesty has asked you to make peace with him as soon as possible, and prepare to meet Rock Harvey of the Kingdom of Lordaeron in the throne room."

"Tell Your Majesty that I'll be there shortly."

The sound is calm and does not have any color. Onexia took another sip of half of the red wine, then shook the red liquid in her right hand.

"Hmph, another king...", let out a few inexplicable laughs, Onexia threw away the cup in his hand, and from a distance of several kilometers, Onexia stared at Locke, who had just entered the heart of the lion king. Before I knew it, the human pupil became a vertical pupil...

"What seems my father didn't do, maybe I'll do it!" Looking at Locke until he remembered the man's face, Onexia slowly turned and left the spire.

On the Lion King's Heart, Locke subconsciously focused his gaze on the spire of the Storm Fortress that crossed other buildings and went straight into the sky. He suddenly felt that someone was watching him, and it was a strange feeling, as if he had been remembered by something.

The nobles who accompanied him thought that Locke was curious about it, so they explained, "Your Majesty Harvey, this is the Stormstorm Fortress where my King Varian lives. It was built on Hero's Mountain and is the tallest building in Stormwind. ”

"Standing on that spire, you can see the whole of Stormwind clearly."

"Oh, yes. That's a miracle. Locke said duplicitously, but in his heart, he raised what had just happened by several levels. With Elune's blessing and the strengthening of the Holy Light, he can make such a vigilant enemy, and there should be no one else in the entire Stormwind City except for Onexia.

Is she already eyeing me?

Locke was a little uneasy in his heart, after all, the people who were worried about him this time were the guardian dragons, which were different from those ordinary dragons.

"Here we are, Your Majesty Harvey. Oh, Lord Boval Vortagen, you are welcomed. ”

When the ship docked at a dock that had been emptied, the sailors of the Lion King's Heart lowered the bridge to the pier. Before Locke could go down, Bolval, who had been identified by the nobles who accompanied him for Locke, strode up.

"Welcome, Your Majesty King Harvey, and welcome to Stormwind. I'm sorry, we're a mess here," Bolval bowed slightly to Locke, and then spread his hands helplessly, "I should have prepared a welcome banquet for you, but it really wasn't the right time." ”

Locke may be upright in front of others, but Bovarlock doesn't dare. Not to mention that he is the lord of Stormwind, Varian's mentor and friend, and the number two in Stormwind. Secondly, in the future history of Azeroth, his sacrifice for the Alliance is also very tragic. And in order to stop the wreak of the Scourge undead in Azeroth, he is willing to become the new Lich King. Such a hero, Locke has only respect.

To be honest, it was quite unexpected that he could meet a king with such a small qualification as he was here.

"No, no, No, Duke Fotagen, I came too early." Locke hurriedly returned the salute and said with a smile, "I just wanted to come and take a hot shower earlier, but the transmission of information at sea is not very fast..."

"Then get off the boat, I can't stand the life on the ship," said Bolval, taking a step back to the side, out of the way. "We've got everything ready for you, we hope you enjoy it. His Majesty Varian and I will welcome Your Majesty Harvey at noon at Stormwind Fortress. ”

"Thank you so much." Lockson loosened the ceremonial clasp on the top of his neck, laughed and said, "I have been eating all kinds of fish on the boat for a few days, thank you in advance for the hospitality of the Kingdom of Ureon, thank you." ”

Under Berval's personal guidance, Locke stepped off the bridge and stood on the harbor. Unlike Locke, Mario and his entourage of the Imperial Guards didn't do well... Seasickness, the terrible disease that plagues them these days, is just getting used to, but suddenly getting off the boat makes them feel turned upside down, as if the earth is shaking...

In order not to be embarrassed in front of his counterparts in Stormwind, Mario and the guards who accompanied him tried to straighten their waists, although they shook and turned pale, but after riding the war horses provided by Stormwind, the situation improved.

It wasn't Bolval who rode in the carriage with Locke, he just came to greet Locke as an apology from Stormwind. In fact, he was supposed to be waiting for Locke with Varian in Stormstorm. Contrary to what Locke had imagined, Varian apparently attached more importance to his arrival than he had imagined.

At least he didn't look down on himself because of his background, which may have a lot to do with Kalia.

Locke thought back to what he was about to encounter as he turned his gaze to Claire in front of him. The latter leaned boredly against the wall of the carriage and looked boredly at the noisy crowd outside.

Locke kicked him hard at his feet, allowing the latter to recover from his half-dead life, "If possible, contact the local agents and tell me about the recent events in the Stormwind Kingdom." In addition, the focus is on collecting information about Countess Catlana Presto. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Claire replied casually, and when she quickly asked Locke as if she remembered something, "Your Majesty, that countess is the Speaker of the Council of Nobles of Stormwind, and she is the current patriarch of the Presto family, well... It is said that he was also a frequent guest in King Varian's bed..."

"Are you sure? We're going to investigate her? ”

Locke sat back into the carriage and swayed with the carriage, but did not speak.

Claire shrugged and continued, "Okay, Your Majesty. Your will is where we go. ”

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