After Duke said this, Jean's heart, which had been hanging high for a long time, finally fell to the ground.

The alliance is not Duke's word, but Duke has the power to veto outside countries into the alliance. Duke gave the green light, and the rest was much easier.

Of course, for the sake of Gilneth's future, Jean will definitely visit all the kings or leaders of the alliance, even if he can't get the support of the other party, at least he is familiar with it.

In fact, Jean was overly worried, which also had something to do with his leaving the league too early. The fifth year of the Dark Gate was the most serious point in time when Terenus rejected dissidents and caused the most trouble. At that time, the alliance could be said to be an arena for ambitious politicians to pursue their own country's own interests.

After Duke came to power, he swept away the bureaucratic style and narrow nationalism and small stateism, and held the economic and military stick in his hand, and through the integration of natural resources and human resources of the entire Eastern Kingdom continent, he promoted today's harmonious coexistence of the alliance.

Due to Duke's control over the agriculture and commerce of the entire alliance in disguised form by taking care of the special way of the queen of many countries, in fact, many 'proposals' passed at the alliance throne meeting and not mandatory requirements have become ironclad laws.

Otherwise, whoever makes trouble today will find that tomorrow there will be no more caravans visiting, and the originally cheap grain, fruits, minerals, daily necessities produced by a series of light industries, and machinery produced by heavy industry will all rise in price by a large margin or will be out of stock, and punitive tariffs will be imposed immediately when entering and leaving the borders of other countries.

In a sense, because the alliance in this life was stronger and the maritime trade was more prevalent, Gilneth did not have the seaside to replenish some food as it did in history.

Fifteen years after the Dark Gate, King Jean even issued a [No Sea Order], prohibiting people from entering a five-kilometer radius of the sea, and set up a large number of watchtowers for this purpose......

Therefore, the food shortage is also more serious.

As for Jean's fear of werewolf ostracism, Duke's reaction is even more interesting.

Duke shrugged, "Now the populace is starting to accept the Death Knights." What are you werewolves? As long as you don't go crazy and bite and kill people, nothing happens. However, in order to identify the normal Giniels nationals and blood-toothed werewolves, I will issue you with a special emblem. Rest assured, no one will discriminate against werewolves. ”

"Really!?" Old Jean was still a little incredulous: "Then I'm going to change?"

"Change, I'll just watch the show. ”

The old wolf king was transformed: in just a second, his limbs and body grew as if inflated, the muscles of his arms bulged and elongated, his round fingers became extremely sharp, giving birth to black, sharp claws, and a square Chinese character mouth was abruptly elongated, turning into a hideous wolf head, full of interlaced sharp fangs.

Fortunately, his armor is all idiosyncratic, and it will grow as his body changes, so that it will not break.

"Wow, that's scary. Duke whistled. There was no trace of fright on his face.

The old wolf king was suspicious and depressed.

Duke smiled: "Gilneth's scout failed, so much key information has not been found." Let's change back. ”

Jean could only smile and turn back.

"It's not me who blows, the people of the alliance have long been frightened by my psychological immunity. ”

"Ahh

Duke clapped his hands and pretended to call someone, but in fact, a soul voice came out.

Soon, an elegant female voice sounded outside the door of the study: "Master, you called me?"

"Come in. ”

With Duke's call, the old wolf king saw an elegant aristocratic lady wearing a red background and black trimmed skirt slowly walk in.

King Jean Gentleman's Illness Attack: "Hello, beautiful lady, I am King Gilneth Jean Greymane, may your name be ......"

The beautiful count glanced at Duke and said with a smile, "You can call me a human by the name Countess Catlana." ”

Well, Jean's heart pounded on the spot.

Sure enough, there is the following.

"Of course, I prefer you to call me a dragon—the Black Dragon Princess Onexia! That's right, I'm the daughter of Deathwing Netsario, who demolished Lordaeron back then. ”

The old wolf king's face was very exciting, and his heart was almost frightened to fly away, and his wide open mouth could not be closed at all, and he could stuff it into a big man's fist.

Satisfied with Jean's reaction, Onexia, who was fully involved in the play, showed a smile full of poignant: "It's a pity that now I have been conquered by the great master Duke Marcus, and reduced to a humble mount, ridden by the master day and night. ”

After that, she also made a half-kneeling gesture, almost like Lin Daiyu's funeral flowers, pinched her orchid finger, and gently pointed out the window.

As a result, he slapped Duke's ass, and let out a small exclamation on the spot.

Duke lifted her skirt and ordered, "Come, show Jean your tail." ”

Onexia pouted and did so.

Then Jean saw a black, python-thick dragon's tail sticking out from under his skirt, and the meteor's hammer-like tail dangling in a circle in the air.

"That's it. You go out. ”

Onexia, who is completely possessed by the drama spirit, is still complaining, like an abandoned woman abandoned by her lover, and goes out step by step.

Duke had a black line on his head and spent another two minutes giving a little introduction to Onexia's history in the league, leaving Jean dumbfounded.

"Nope. In fact, I'll tell you purely by example, after I took over the alliance, the military and civilians of the alliance have become quite open-minded. As long as it's fighting for the Alliance, fighting for Azeroth. No matter what kind of existence you are, you should accept and respect it. ”

"Well, there's always an opponent, right?" asked Jean, a little uneasy.

"The Alliance respects the minds of individuals, and as long as it does not disseminate, spread rumors, or gather crowds to promote narrow-minded racist rhetoric, the Alliance does not care. ”

"What if they insist?"

Duke pouted: "The stormtroopers on the front lines of the alliance are always short of people. Last time, hundreds of fools holding up signs shouting that the noble blood of the Blood Elves should not be defiled by humans have all died in the fight against evil. ”

At this moment, Jean was moved.

Looking at the divine golden light that shone slightly on Duke's body, his eyes moistened.

What a noble leader of thought!

Duke is so loving and so broad-hearted...... Jean suddenly understood why Duke was able to navigate such a large organization with such a multi-race, multi-ethnic, and demographic composition.

"You...... You're a great man! Oh, demigod! I salute you from the bottom of my heart. It's not about status, it's purely out of my personal admiration. With that, the Wolf King bowed deeply to Duke.

"No, no, no, I'm actually doing it for myself. ”

At this moment, Jean thought that Duke was just saying a polite remark and did not take it to heart. It wasn't long before he realized that what Duke said was true.

The scum who hinders Du from opening a harem will go to!