In this way, under the murderous gaze of countless nobles, and under the gaze of a large number of dragonmen who were ostensibly waiters, Duke strode away unhurriedly, and without any scruples, he threw off the mask on his face, revealed his true face, and turned to smile mysteriously at the nobles who followed him to the gate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This was rightfully rewarded with a sigh of exclamation.

Even if this is a 'declaration of war' announcement, even if Duke has completely stood on the opposite side of the traditional aristocracy, but the courage to go deep into the 'enemy formation' alone still has to make the nobles admire.

In the eyes of the nobles, Countess Catlana Anristo also stood at the gate with her head held high, and with a wave of her slender and beautiful jade hand, the golden mask that finally covered her face suddenly rose to the sky!

Two pairs of dark eyes as deep and mysterious as the universe emitted divine light, passionately collided in mid-air. Although Du was tempted to describe it as a kitchen knife cutting wires, sparks and lightning all the way, in the eyes of the nobles, this was a spectacular scene of tigers and wolves staring at each other.

They are so excited!

The traditional aristocracy finally has a standard-bearer at this moment! a standard-bearer of the monstrous power and strength of Duke Marcus who is not afraid of evil!

You are not alone!

More and more nobles are standing behind Katrana, who is like a saint, and some even have their family crests pinned, even though they haven't taken off their masks yet, but this is standing in line!

The ridiculous herd mentality was vividly brought into play at this moment, and almost every nobleman was thinking--yes! I am a great nobleman who was canonized by the previous king, and as long as I am not guilty of treason, no one can confiscate my territory! I am the master of my territory! If you Duke forcibly take away our power, then prepare for civil war!

Looking at the overwhelming army of nobles, Duke almost laughed until his stomach cramped.

After scoffing, Duke turned around and never looked in the direction of the villa again.

At the gate, a carriage with a gorgeous exterior and a blue and white background, with the tornado family crest of the Marcus family, rushed at high speed, and with an almost elegant movement, stopped the carriage in front of Duke.

Driving is one of the famous Silver Five Saints, Gavin Rad Doom.

This paladin, who was once exiled and is now an official marshal of the Stormwind Kingdom and the Alliance, expressed his support for Duke in this way as soon as he returned.

"Heh! Let a marshal drive for me, I really wronged you. Duke smiled.

"If it's driving for the Commander of the League, then it's my pleasure. Gavinrad laughed too.

Duke strode into the carriage, and on the carriage were of course his two very capable maids, as well as Edwin.

Da Fan, who was supposed to be the leader of the Defia Brotherhood, couldn't help but ask: "Is it really okay to let them go?"

"No problem, just let the bullets fly a little longer!"

What Duke said was originally a quote from that world. Listening to the ears of the other three, it naturally has an unusual taste.

Dwarves are good at playing with muskets and, of course, bullets.

In the eyes of mortals, the moment the gun is fired, as long as the gun is okay and aimed, it will inevitably hit.

In the eyes of experts, no matter how fast a bullet is, it is just a flying prop. What shield shakes the bullet, what god dodges, what muscle grips the bullet, it's really not a thing.

This is the gap in the realm!

A realm gap that is enough to make others awe-inspired!

Before she knew it, Solanlian had been Duke's handmaiden for five years, and although Duke had spent most of his time in the War of the Ancients, it didn't stop Solanlian from finding an opportunity to get to know her master.

Originally, Solan Lian just felt that since Duke had chosen to redeem the prince Kael'thas she had followed before, she had to fulfill her promises, and everything was out of promises and obligations.

As she learned more about Duke's past, she began to understand why so many people around Duke followed him without regrets. Even if the Duke people are not there, they still firmly implement the principles and policies left by Duke, and firmly believe in and look forward to Duke's return.

"Perhaps, only such a man can truly save this troubled world......" Solan Lian muttered silently in her heart.

Duke didn't care about Solan Lian's sensitive thoughts, in his opinion, a human maid who had returned to the appearance of eighteen years old in an immortal state, plus a beautiful elven maid with a shelf life of tens of thousands of years, was enough to be eye-catching.

Duke deliberately gave the incident time to ferment, and he had that excuse as well. Because on January 2, 21 years of the Dark Gate, the day after New Year's Day, the alliance will have a conference.

This conference is a significant event, both as a celebration of the Alliance's twentieth anniversary and as a welcome to the Night Elves to join the Alliance. Moreover, according to the agreement made by the countries at the end of the Third Dark Gate War five years ago, the alliance will no longer set up an alliance leader, but will elect a permanent alliance leader every five years, and elect a new alliance commander and deputy commander.

Last time, due to the urgency of taking power, after Duke returned from the void where Karazhan was, he once took the position of commander of the alliance, and later resigned because of the curse of Akmund. Now that Duke has returned and been declared unharmed, everyone knows that this is just a formality, and the position of commander of the alliance is none other than Duke.

It's like Du someone traveled through the previous Celestial Empire leaders to visit, and then 'by the way' signed how many trade contracts, in fact, they had already been signed and negotiated, and then they were just announced at one time.

Since the birth of the Alliance, there have been three and a half commanders.

The first is Anduin Lothar, who is the least controversial, and if it weren't for Dukeliang's blind record, it is estimated that he would have earned the title of a god of soldiers.

The second was Alessandros Mograini, who, although rigorous in his use of troops, has repeatedly proven that his abilities are limited to one army. With 200,000 troops, he can give you the effect of 400,000 troops. Give him 400,000 people, or 400,000.

The third was Duke. His blind record is enough to become a recognized god of war, and the only thing that has restrained him before is that he does not have the support of the Allied Lordaeron.

The remaining half was Varian, who was an apprentice under Lothar.

Each king knows who is the best candidate. What's even more rare is that Duke debuted early, has old qualifications, and has the best record, and the kings of all countries obey him. If there are no accidents, Duke can be the commander-in-chief for at least another thirty years.

As long as Duke doesn't declare the alliance into an empire, everyone will obey him.

It was in this atmosphere that the leaders of the countries who arrived in Lordaeron on 1 January were extremely harmonious.