Faced with the questioning of his core subordinates, Du Keluo groaned and spoke, "I have no intention of disbanding the entire aristocratic class. Write "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info seriously, the ruler is necessary to exist. Without a ruler, the people below would be in a mess. But what I need, and the whole world, is a group of rulers who are united and actively preparing for war and facing the various dark forces such as the Burning Legion, not moths who dare to lay a black hand on the frontline soldiers for their own benefit. ”

"My lord, what else have you seen in the river of time?" asked Wendthor.

"War! Not only against the Burning Legion, the Scourge Legion, but also against the Elemental Lords of the Ancient Ages, and the most evil of all of the Elder Gods! Duke fooled his men with great care.

If Duke had said this twenty years ago, he would have been taken for an idiot, but humans are an amazingly resilient race, and in the past twenty years, everyone has become accustomed to it.

There is no one who does not believe.

Believe to believe, in the carriage, the four of them all looked awe-inspired.

"Understood! Let us do a little bit for our lord. Forge a bright path forward for this troubled world!" led by Windsor, the four of them bowed to Duke in unison.

On the other hand, the Storm Nobles unsurprisingly began to connect as soon as the meeting dispersed.

However, they are sad to find that they have no one on their side, or even a combination that can stand up to the 'tyranny' of Duke Marcus.

At this moment, they were infinitely surprised to find that someone had committed a crime against the wind - Countess Catlana Anresto, at this time, suddenly and publicly announced that a masquerade ball would be held tonight.

Right!

It's the kind of person who wears a mask, and he doesn't even have to show his face.

The countess was so intimate that she instructed the person who delivered the invitation to convey directly and verbally, 'I don't even recognize the family crest on the carriage, but only the invitation and not the person.'

This is really sleepy and send pillows, from the most powerful duke to the insignificant baron, not to mention two or three hundred nobles directly agreed that they would go to the banquet.

When he received this news, Bolval was silent for a long time.

In the shadow in front of him, there stood a shadowy man, short and sharp, with deep brown eyes, "Your Excellency, what should I do?"

Bolval finally waved his hand: "I have reached an agreement with the regent of Marcus, I don't care about this. And in doing so, it will obviously help make Stormwind a more powerful nation! ”

"Understood!" the man retreated silently.

Looking at the empty room, Bolval sighed, "Don't let me down, Duke. ”

On this night, the atmosphere was eerie.

When it was getting dark, almost all the doors of the nobles were opened, and many horse-drawn carriages flowed out. Some of these carriages had family coats of arms, while others were carriages without insignia used by servants to purchase goods.

More than four-figure horse-drawn carriages poured into the streets at once, even when Stormwind was being rebuilt, Duke designed all the main roads in the city plan to accommodate six carriages in parallel, and the core road that ran through the city was an exaggerated twelve-lane lane.

Yet when thousands of wagons came out at the same time with a premeditated effort, traffic inevitably descended into chaos.

If MI7 tried to track down some of the major nobles, they were doomed to go insane, because they simply didn't have that many men to track every carriage and find out who was sitting inside.

However, the nobles quickly fell into doubt.

It stands to reason that they are so openly obfuscating the line of sight that at least it will lead to a large number of stalkers. For example, MI7, there are only a few dozen truly elite thieves, and the rest are peripheral members of a fairly ordinary level, and the number of these people is only about 500.

Moreover, the group of thieves with less than a thousand people is still distributed in the fairly vast territory of the Storm Kingdom, except for the Marcus family, which may be relatively small, there must be thirty or forty people in each of the other districts, right?

There are no more than 200 thieves in the seven locations that can actually be mobilized in Stormwind.

But...... Not a single stalker.

The nobles, who were bent on attending the masquerade, arrived very smoothly. They were not worried about going back and being questioned by the two regents. The high-ranking guys either had a stand-in ready, or they were playing cards together with a bunch of loyal servants to help commit perjury.

Entering Countess Anrestorto's mansion in the eastern part of Stormwind, the nobles could hear the joy coming from the huge and splendid villa.

An all-High Elf band playing some of the most popular music from the Quel'Salas era.

Sometimes cheerful, sometimes passionate, sometimes glamorous, constantly stirring the heartstrings of the nobles, if it weren't for the fact that what happened today is too big, maybe at this moment there are already a lot of young men and women of the nobles running around the villa and rolling around.

It is said that it is a masquerade ball, but in fact it is okay to deceive outsiders, and the nobles who are familiar with each other will always recognize the decorative code that the other party deliberately left on their bodies.

Seeing the presence of those familiar bigwigs one by one, the young nobles felt ecstasy in their hearts, in their eyes, this was already enough power to subvert the entire kingdom and even exile the damned Grand Duke Marcus.

Unfortunately, after the banquet began, the atmosphere was very strange.

Because everyone saw that the heroine of the masquerade, Countess Anristo, who wore only a small golden mask covering her eyes, ignored the rest of the nobles, and danced vigorously with a young nobleman to the accompaniment of music.

Even the nobles who were close at hand couldn't hear what the two were whispering.

Fortunately, they didn't hear it, and if they did, they would probably be scared away.

"Dear Grand Duke Marcus, I don't think I ever sent you an invitation. ”

That's right!

At this moment, the one dancing with the countess is Duke with a ridiculous upper elf mask. Of course, no one in this world will know that the two metal ornaments on the ears of the mask are the trumpet dragon slaying knives. There is also a line of Chinese written on it - Dragon Slaying Treasure Knife, click to send.

Duke, who had a bad taste, gently held the slender hand of the humanoid black dragon princess with one hand, enjoying the soft and boneless touch, while the other hand hugged the waist of the other without scruples. Well, the hand also slides down slightly from time to time.

Every time, after feeling the princess's faint anger, he had an expression of 'I slipped my hand, I'm embarrassed'.

"I'm a person who likes to be busy, and I have a habit of never letting go of what I love. ”