In the soft night, the hall is filled with cheerful music, and people are indulging in drinking and laughing, and the atmosphere of the banquet gradually reaches its peak.

Compared to the delicacies that amazed Claudia, the other dignitaries and nobles who had become accustomed to seeing the world were very satisfied with the drinks tonight.

Tasteful fruit wine is always the favorite of Stormwind's dignitaries, even Varian, so Varian's fruit wine from the Night Elves has become the most popular wine of the night, and everyone is full of praise for this fragrant, delicate and sweet drink, and the atmosphere of the banquet has become more cheerful and enthusiastic in the sound of the guests' wine glasses.

Claudia didn't stay in the hall with Varian, the king was there, and the others were always more or less restrained, so the two went to the garden outside the hall, and chatted casually while walking:

"Varian, I didn't even notice when Anduin returned, did he like tonight's feast?"

"He left while you were concentrating on wielding your knife and fork," Varian teased the girl slightly, "Lady Sunny's very strict demands on him, so he can't stay too late." ”

"Lady Shirley?" Claudia's face was slightly red, and she changed the subject with some embarrassment.

"Yes, the lady in the gray-green dress sitting next to Anduin tonight is Shanny, and she is responsible for taking care of Anduin's daily life."

"I remember." After a little recollection, Claudia remembered the woman, a middle-aged noblewoman who was dressed plainly and meticulously, and the first impression to the girl was a bit similar to that of the head teacher in her previous life, which made her feel a little sympathetic to the little prince who was only five years old, and Varian continued:

"You've been out for more than half a year this time, so you can rest at home with your sister in the next few days, and we'll be on our way to Ironforge and Nomorigen in a few days."

"Nomorigan? That's great! The girl was a little excited, she looked forward to Nomorigen more than Ironforge, she had heard of this mighty mechanical city from books.

Varian looked at the elated girl next to him with a smile, and continued to explain: "Nomorigen is just incidental, the key is Ironforge, I have to go and finalize a trade deal with the dwarves, by the way, repair my top weapon and order a new set of Mithril chain mail, I will have to make a set for you when the time comes, and King Magni has always been extremely concerned about his brother's disappearance, you have to think about Muradin's affairs." ”

"Well, I'll do my best about Muradin." The girl first agreed obediently, and then changed her tone: "But I don't want Mithril armor, I have the protection of the Holy Light, and I don't rely on armor so much." ”

"That's not going to work, Claudia," Varian said solemnly to the girl, "I know what you're worried about, but it's not a gift, it's a reward you deserve after six months of going on a journey, and you've already rejected other rewards, and you can't refuse this anymore." ”

"That'...... Well, thank you, Varian. Claudia hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

Claudia actually likes what Varian said about the Mithril chain mail, the chain mail made of Mithril is extremely light and thin, and it is more like an extra layer of silver thin clothing than armor when worn on the body, and the Mithril armor has excellent defense in the face of both magic and physical damage, whether it is a crossbow shot, a sword split, or a magic bombardment, most of the power will be weakened by the Mithril armor.

Take the Mithril armor on Varian's body before, for example, the magic damage he blocked in the melee was countless, allowing him to run rampant in the demon army with the demon's magic, and protected Varian until Akmund fought together, only to be completely shattered under Acmund's full blow, but even if the chain mail was broken, it greatly weakened Akmund's attack, otherwise Varian would have died two or three times in front of Akmund.

However, even though the Mithril Armor has such great advantages, there is still a disadvantage, that is, it is too expensive, and it is also a large expense for Varian, who owns the entire kingdom, so Claudia does not want Varian to break the bank, in her opinion, Varian needs to spend too much money.

I'll have to find a way to make some money on my own.

The girl secretly made up her mind, not only because she didn't want to burden Varian, but more importantly, because she was afraid of being ridiculed by others.

The whole human society, especially for the aristocracy, doesn't matter what happens after getting married, but as long as the two have not officially held the ceremony in the church, the woman will be laughed at for spending the man's money.

The man can give the woman a little jewelry at most to show his love, clothes and money are resolutely not given, once the woman accepts and is known, the woman will immediately become the laughing stock of the entire high society, and it is out of this concern that Claudia refused all the rewards that Varian gave her after the war.

After Claudia agreed, the two continued to walk in the quiet garden, and after a few more moments, the girl suddenly whispered, "Varian, I may have good news for you in a few days." ”

Good news?

Varian was curious, but didn't ask, but smiled, "Then let me look forward to it." ”

"Hmm." The girl tightened each other's arms, and the two continued to talk while walking, the night was getting darker, and the two moons were hanging high, and seeing that it was not too early, the two began to walk back, but when the two were still around the corner and had not yet entered the hall, they heard some discordant voices in the hall.

"Alas, though the riot has subsided, the harvest of that estate in my western wilderness this year is gone."

"But isn't it, if it weren't for this expedition, how would those bandits dare to be so blatant."

Although the voice was extremely low, Claudia and Varian both had far more physical fitness than ordinary people, and their hearing was excellent, so they could naturally hear clearly, Claudia was a little displeased, but she was even more worried about the king who had been in a temper around her recently, and turned her head to look at it and suddenly felt a slight peace of mind, only to see that although Varian's face was not good at the moment, he was still quite calm.

Varian gave the girl a reassuring gesture and walked forward, the voices of the hall continuing to hear.

"Don't do that, you're drunk, Raglen."

"Hmph, I've heard people say that the reason why Your Majesty insists on squandering our money and blood is because of the ...... from the north."

Raglan's voice stopped abruptly, he had already seen the unkind Varian, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and the original drunken alcohol had completely dissipated.

"What is coming from the north? Raglen, go on. Varian's deep voice rang out.

"Let me excuse me, Your Majesty." Some of the fat young nobles bowed with difficulty, "I don't complain about your decision, I just crossed the line a little just a little while debating with Baron Kuholn. ”

Varian walked towards Raglan until he stopped in front of the young nobleman, he glared at each other, lowered his voice, and said in a cold voice:

"Listen, you'd be glad you didn't finish that, or I wouldn't mind smashing all your teeth and stuffing them in your stomach, even on an occasion like today."

It was the first time for the young nobleman to hear such a fierce and merciless word from the king, and huge beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he didn't know what to say for a while, but soon a female voice said:

"Alright, Your Majesty, stop joking with this baron, today is the time to celebrate victory, we must remember the heroes who sacrificed and enjoy the joy of victory."

"Yes, remember the heroes." Raglan said with difficulty.

Varian also retracted his cold gaze, the expression on his face returned to normal, and turned to Claudia, who had just spoken, and said softly, "He won't appreciate it."

"I know, but in public, don't affect the mood of others." Claudia also explained softly.

Varian bowed his head in agreement, but he didn't say more, as more and more people noticed Varian's return and began to talk to the king.

Somewhere in the hall, Katrana, who was surrounded by a group of nobles, noticed the scene just now out of the corner of her eye, frowning slightly.

Claudia did not continue to follow Varian, but took a glass of juice from the waiter and searched the crowd for her sister.

From time to time, she met familiar aristocratic officers such as Devon and Arthur, and she always had to say a few simple greetings out of politeness, so when the banquet came to an end, she managed to find Partris next to the Duke and Duchess of Grayson, and stepped forward to join the three of them in chatting.

The banquet finally came to a successful conclusion, and when Claudia and her sister had just returned to the carriage, her sister, who had endured it all night, no longer concealed her curiosity, and met her with her eyes shining......

The next morning, Claudia got up early as usual, after finishing the morning class, she planned to go to the yard to practice martial arts, but found that the silver-haired Segrina was already in the yard, but she did not practice martial arts, but was feeding her pet Arcturis with bacon from a wooden barrel, Claudia also gave up her original plan, and walked forward to talk to Segrina while stroking Arcturus's fur, she was in too much hurry yesterday, so the two did not talk much.

Listening to Segrina's statement, Quel'Salas is now ruled by Prince Kael'thas, but the elves are not in a good situation, the pollution of the sunwell has brought not only a large part of the elves' daily necessities, but also more serious is that the polluted sunwell is making more and more elves sick, so before she left, she heard that Prince Kael'thas had made up his mind to blow up the sunwell.

Claudia also remembered the illness that Shirley had mentioned, and asked with some concern, "Seli, I heard another Quidore say that most elves have a magic addiction, are you okay?" ”

"That," Segrina's pointed ears moved slightly, and she said disapprerovingly, "Be strong-willed, just hold back." ”