This massive canonization established Diego's reputation for benevolence and generosity, but it was clearly not enough to rule a territory, and thunder was just as necessary. In the second week after the canonization ceremony, according to information provided by MI7, the security forces arrested seven officers of the Port of Long Beach and three officers of the former escort on charges of collusion. Division. power, betraying territorial interests. This is also confirmed by a large number of letters recovered from the dark rooms of their homes.

Surprisingly, one of these men turned out to be Van Cleef's distant nephew, much to the shame of the newly canonized Baron, and several times asked himself to be resigned, each time Diego had to persuade him to appease the powerful vassal. Eventually, he used the lord's pardon to change the hanged sentences of these betrayers to exile. They will be sent to serve in the Watchtower of the Cursed Lands to spend the rest of their lives in a barren land distorted by evil spells.

This made Edwin Van Cleef's loyalty to him even more unbreakable, but it also brought with it a bothersome side effect - Vanessa Van Cleeff, a little girl who came to the Lord's Castle more often.

Invited or not, Vanessa longs to be in Diego's presence every day, as she is completely in love with her lord. After the Defia Brotherhood was recruited and her father was appointed as the Governor of the Port of Long Beach, she had been to Stormwind many times after gaining legal status, where more than one noble son of fame fell in love with her beauty, and they often fell on their knees before her, swearing to show her love, but no matter how handsome they were and how charming their demeanor, Vanessa was unmoved. Her heart had already been filled by her lord, the legendary hero, the young man who had saved the entire Brotherhood from despair and given her father a bright future, and could no longer tolerate anyone else. She loved him almost madly, and she didn't care about the world's eyes and people's opinions, and put the whole world out of it.

To be honest, the title "little girl" is not appropriate for Vanessa, although she is really only fifteen years old, but that thrilling and seductive figure makes every man who has seen her dizzy, especially the admiration and love for the dragon slayer hero in those big shining eyes, which makes Diego even more fascinated and can't help but want to fall into it.

Diego had to remind himself again and again: "This is still a child", "This is still a child"! Although many girls of this age in Azeroth are married, and some even have children, Diego still can't overcome the hurdle in his heart, and his past life with strict criminal laws has left too many imprints on his heart.

However, whenever he was in the same room with this girl who bloomed like a flower, this false seriousness was always absent-minded, and no matter how many people were in the room, his eyes always moved with the beautiful figure of this girl, and he was reluctant to look away for even a moment, and sometimes he even completely forgot what he was saying.

However, for the high-ranking leaders of the Moon Creek Domain, especially the five barons who had just been knighted, they were still happy to see Diego captured by the girl. After all, this unobtrusive lord is notoriously unprofessional, and likes to let himself go all over the world, and it would be even better if he could find a woman and give birth to a boy and a girl before the next time he goes out on a wave. For if they did, they too could perpetuate their loyalty to Diego after his unfortunate death, which is quite possible in the temperament of the lord, in his lordship. As for who he was born with, it didn't matter so much, oh, except for Baron Van Cleef, who didn't think so.

Such a quiet and ambiguous life lasted for a month, to Diego's own surprise, he did not feel that this ordinary life was as boring as he imagined, and there was no desire for new adventures and excitement in his heart, he originally thought that after staying in Long Beach Port for half a month, he would not be able to hold back the desire to go out and have fun.

Even when he was worried about the oracle of Enzos and wanted to go out and inquire about Silithus or the Cursed Lands, his magistrate, sheriff, or legion commander would always come up with trivial things—such as a leaking merchant ship entering the harbor, complaining that the Legion's food was terrible, or that the bandits in the trade area were fighting again—to hold him back and send someone to fetch Vanessa. As soon as this girl who was sweeter than honey came, the lord's plan to go out would immediately melt away without a trace, like spring snow in the sun.

Diego was thus drowned in the girl's tenderness and sweetness, and the relationship between the two heated up like steel in a furnace. If it weren't for the last restraint he maintained, maybe the two of them would have rolled into bed by this time and done something indescribable. Even the news of King Varian's triumphant return from the Valley of Thorns to the Port of Long Beach did not surprise him. However, he had Van Cleef prepare a decent enough gift to send to Stormwind to celebrate the great victory.

In this way, another half a month passed, and just when Diego felt that he was about to grow a small belly, Masrae left Dagger Ridge and returned to Long Beach Harbor.

"Wow, it looks like I didn't come at the right time!" In the small hall on the second floor of the castle, looking at Vanessa, who was pouring a glass of dwarven honey into Diego's mouth, the Night Elf exclaimed playfully. Every servant here knew that he was a good friend of the lord, and no one even stopped him, and let him go straight in.

"Honey, go and see if afternoon tea is ready." Diego, blushing, sat up from his chair and pushed Vanessa out.

The latter obediently left, leaving only two old friends in the room.

"Hey, man, how are you doing this time?" Diego said with a shy face.

"It's not good at all, just when someone is having a good time, I'm taking care of that jungle that is about to lose its balance!" Masrae said angrily, giving Diego a hard look, "Someone promised to send someone to help me clear the jungle?" ”

"This ......," Diego scratched his head in embarrassment, "I forgot, it's been too busy!" ”

Who believes? The Night Elf scoffed, pulling a letter from his bag and throwing it over.

"If it weren't for this letter, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to you!"

It was an elven-style letter, written on some sort of cropped leaf. Diego opened it and glanced at it, and he was dizzy with elven writing that looked like twigs and leaf veins—his elven language was limited to a few simple conversations, and when it came to reading and writing, he knew almost nothing.

"What did you say above?" He asked, embarrassed as he handed the letterhead to the elf.

"My brother wrote that he said that the Great Drummarfurio Fury took my information very seriously, and after verifying this information, he sent someone to contact the Great Druid Hamuel Rune Totem and decided to form a pan-Azeroth-druid organization to prevent the return of its Zergs."

"The Cenarion Council?" Diego asked in surprise.