In the name of Minethir!

To Kelreth Junior, the Archmage of the Court!

Duke of Eternal Night!

Kneeling on one knee with an indifferent face, Kelreth looked up at the contemporary King Minethil who was slowly walking over, and the king at this moment was a gorgeous but not extravagant simple robe, except for the simple golden crown on his head and the equally dull scepter in his hand, there was not even a single decent ornament on his body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If it weren't for the fact that this was the main hall of the Minethir Palace, and at the same time it was the daily venue for the pre-royal meetings, most people would not have been able to associate this middle-aged man with the most prestigious sage in the history of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

Just as the half-elf mage's thoughts drifted in a strange direction, Terenus had already walked up to Kelrith in the chanting proclamation of an old nobleman beside him, raised the scepter in his hand and gently pressed it on the half-elf mage's shoulder.

"I, Terenus Minehir, bestow the Duke of Eternal Night with the right to be absolutely worthy of this title!"

However, as soon as King Terenus opened his mouth, he immediately aroused the exclamations of the surrounding nobles, and even some of the nobles couldn't help but stand up from the onlookers on both sides, and scattered fragments of voices began to float around them.

"Silence!"

At this time, after more than 20 years as a king, the powerful Terenus originally only needed to look up and glance around to calm the entire hall, but at this time, King Minethil was completely immersed in the eyes of the person in front of him, and completely resigned himself to the increasingly heavy whispers around him, until the old nobleman who was in charge of the announcement on the side couldn't stand it anymore, so he shouted loudly, the other party was obviously a high-ranking nobleman, and a small silence suppressed the noise of the entire hall, but at the same time, Terenus finally came back to his senses。

Glancing at the already silent sides, King Minethil waved his hand, and the palace guards who followed him came over with a disc in their hands, and lifted the red cloth that covered it, revealing a delicate laurel wreath of silver and a small wand of dark purple. At this time, the nobles who were watching from this side made a noise again, but this time the commotion was instantly silent under the gaze of Terenus, and then, at his signal, the opposite Kyris stepped forward to pick up the laurel wreath and wand, but at this moment, a sharp voice came out.

"I'm against it!"

Among the nobles sitting neatly on the left, a young nobleman suddenly stood up, stared at Kelreth who was about to put the laurel crown on his head, and said in a cold voice.

"Chanel, Viscount Soliran! This is not the Senate of the Nobles, nor is it a Council of Kings, there is no opposition!"

At the beginning, he helped suppress the old nobleman in the field, and the moment he saw the young nobleman come up, his face turned ugly, and he took a step forward and said sternly.

It seemed that he was very afraid of the old nobleman, and Chanel even involuntarily stepped back, and then there was a small low laugh in his ears, and his face turned sideways, and the young nobleman raised his head suddenly, and swept past the old nobleman to look at Kyris who was looking at him with a playful face.

"I don't think a Archmage who has been officially recognized at all is not qualified for the gift of my king!"

Seeing that Chanel directly ignored his existence and warnings and forcibly appeared, the old nobleman's face suddenly turned blue with anger, and when he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Kylerise, who was weighing the laurels, was the first to speak.

"Two years ago, in the Continent's Eternal Light Sequence released by the Royal Court of Quel'Salas, I ranked eleventh!"

The ridicule on his face became thicker, and the voice of the half-elf mage clearly spread throughout the corners of the hall, which immediately caused a lot of shock from the nobles on both sides, except for some juniors who still looked confused, most of the nobles with a little background all looked at the half-elf mage below with a shocked face, no, the archmage of the Lordaeron court - the Grand Duke of Eternal Night.

However, the rising Chanel obviously belonged to the unknown part of the people, and although he was a little surprised by the commotion around him, he still looked at the half-elf mage below with an arrogant face.

"This is Lordaeron!

A hint of cyan flashed in his slightly squinted eyes, and Kelreth glanced around, and found that in fact, most of the nobles had restrained their shocked expressions, but after touching his sight, they all had a slightly flattering look, and some even got up and gave a slight aristocratic salute.

Shaking his head helplessly, the half-elf mage's gaze returned to the arrogant young nobleman again.

"Indeed, here, it's just Lordaeron!"

"I..."

Grinning and wanting to say something, Chanel's realization was covered by a big hand, and then his body was pressed the chair behind him, feeling the hot pain of the impact in the back, the young nobleman subconsciously touched the one-handed sword on his waist, but then he thought that when he entered the palace, all the weapons had been taken away, and when he turned his backhand to draw at the sneak attacker behind him, a familiar low snort sounded in his ears, and he was suddenly too frightened to move.

The next moment, the big hand covering his eyes was opened, and when he turned his head, Duke Suo Liran, who had not participated in this ceremony, was sitting beside him with a calm face.

"Father..."

Glancing at the fox friends who were originally sitting beside him behind him, huddled together with a wry smile, Chanel lowered his head and called weakly to the Grand Duke in front of him.

"Who gave you the guts, even your grandfather's words can be listened to differently!"

The line of sight was linked to Kelrith below, the owner of Brill, the night pearl of Tirisfa, the current head of the family of Suo Liran, Grand Duke Suo Liran nodded kindly, but said lightly in a voice that only the young man beside him could hear.

"I... Aunt..."

"Okay!

Taking the lofty majesty that the other party has erected in his heart since he was a child, especially the strong dissatisfaction that the other party exudes very clearly, Chanel said tremblingly, but was stopped by the duke before he finished speaking.

Glancing at his only son with deep meaning, Duke Suo Liran glanced at the old duke below and then lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought, and then the whole hall returned to its overall calm again.

With a hint of mockery on his face, Kelreth put the laurel crown in his hand on top of his head, although it seemed to be covered with some mysterious patterns, but at the moment he got it, the half-elf mage had already determined that it was just an ordinary laurel crown made of unknown metal, but the small wand in his hand was a real epic wand, not only with a high-level mana tide once a day, but also with some small increases in stable spell casting.

"Wait!"

After Kelreth took the laurels, the old nobles on the side finally breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the expressionless King Minethiel, and the old duke of Soliran coughed lightly and was about to make the final speech when a sonorous voice interrupted the ceremony again.

Immediately afterward, a ray of light flowed into the slightly gray hall, and then more holy light rushed in, and finally, with a cloud of heat like the sun, Arthas burst in in a military uniform. (To be continued.) )