There is a kind of embarrassment, it is better to die than to say.

There is also a kind of embarrassment, which is called death worse than life.

Duke also wanted to confirm whether there is a kind of love called letting go.

Unfortunately, in this case, it feels like one will die if you let go. Since one is dead, Duke simply gave up the treatment and let his face enjoy the amazing oppression of the Great Demon King of the Meat Mountain.

At this moment, Aurelia's whole body became hot, and every inch of her body was stained with beautiful redness, which looked very beautiful.

The strange feeling of being stared at the back of six eyes made Aurelia almost go crazy. She had no idea what kind of response she should do under this situation.

The more unexpected the situation is, the more likely it is to get brain drain.

Aurelia made a very stupid decision to cover up and refused to admit it!

While she actually gave Duke a fierce look, she stroked Duke's eyelid with her left hand, trying to close Duke's eyes. She also said, "Duke is really confused after he died of drunkenness."

Aurelia wanted to fool her, but the problem was that Duke's legendary rumored sister-in-law refused.

Sylvanas also flipped his waist: "Sister, although I want to protect your face, our relatives and friends are exposed to the orc's soldiers... Sister, even if you are embarrassed, I will still say that Duke is awake."

Aurelia may be able to trick Vanessa and Ilushia, but she will definitely not be able to trick her sister. The elf's long ears have a special ability called [listening], which can hear sounds farther and more frequently than humans.

It is impossible for Duke to hide the changes in his breathing from Queen Xi. In an emergency, Queen Xi directly penetrated the paper.

At this moment, Aurelia wanted to die.

At this moment, Duke's arms were still holding the waist of an elf.

She browsed coldly and tried to make her face majestic and fierce: "Duke, you still won't let go!"

"You sisters promise not to hit me?" Duke continued to roll his eyes, and a humming voice came from the canyon between the deep Hegal Mountains.

Aurelia now treats Duke as her little ancestor and worships her: "For God's sake, I can't even ask you for time, how dare I hit you?"

Ten seconds later, the farce ended.

Someone pretended to be fine, seemed decisive, but in fact he reluctantly let go of the Great Devil of Aurelia.

Then Duke directly asked the system elves to notify his body, filtered the blood through the arcane circuit, let the [Phoenix Flame] circuit steam the alcohol in the blood, and then washed his face. Duke finally sat in a state of being opposite Aurelia who was blushing.

On one side are the Wind Walker sisters, on the other side are Duke, Ilushia and Vanessa standing behind, across from each other.

With Sylvanas's brief and concise explanation, Duke finally grasped the current situation.

"Duke, for my sake, send troops to save Quel'thalas? Only your army can save my hometown."

Duke crossed his fingers, his back against his nose, and his eyes became deeper again. He was recalling all the details of the Second Dark Gate Battle he knew.

He used to be a player to learn a game story.

Now he is a time traveler who is visiting himself to control the direction of a stunning war.

Everything can change, and every choice has a chance to have a profound impact.

When World War II reached this point, Duke could almost say that even if he let go, the league had a chance to win. The problem now is no longer limited to winning, but the pattern and layout after victory.

You know, once you enter the third Dark Gate War, it will be the day when the Lich King rises. In the entire north, the Lordaeron continent will be beaten into a scum by the degenerate Alsace.

How much vitality can be preserved is the key, but when I think of the pig teammate among the Silver Moon Council, Duke has the urge to want them to die soon.

The Silver Moon Council is arrogant and arrogant, and it is a cancer in the world of the people, kings, and high elves. In addition to almost no bloody battle in the last battle, the Silver Moon Council is definitely a useless garbage-level existence. But dealing with them in advance is equivalent to splitting humans and high elves.

Duke pondered for a while, and finally sighed: "Simos is right. The alliance cannot send troops until he gets Quel'salas's application for joining the league and a letter of assistance."

As soon as Duke finished speaking, the Wind Walker sisters, who had tears in the corner of their eyes, stood up.

Aurelia bit her lip hard, bloodshots oozing out of the corner of her mouth, and she slapped the table: "Duk, I misread you! Thirty thousand elves civilians will die because of the wrong choice between Silver Moon Council and you! Duk, I...I...I...I hate you"

Aurelia was so excited that her chest was undulating violently.

Duke had no intention of enjoying this spectacular scene.

Duke also became angry: "What should I do? I am so fond of personal feelings, bringing the elites whom the Storm Kingdom relies on to restore the country. Just because of your request, I illegally crossed the border and rushed into a country that was forbidden to enter to fight with a half-dead tribe, and then let the Sun King say, "Ah! I didn't let you come in our country," as if I just watched a dog fight, and sent us in one sentence?"

What Duke said is definitely true. The key to the danger of Quel's Thalas is that the top leaders of Silver Moon City are all shit-like guys.

This is the arrogance of the high elves inherited for thousands of years. It has nothing to do with Duke, nor has it to do with any race in the world.

Aurelia burst into tears, and she lay on the table and cried loudly.

The beauty's tears are always heartbreaking.

Sylvanas clenched his fists and pursed his lips, and couldn't help but shout, "Duke, my sister believed you wrongly. Without the [Phoenix Flame] she gave you, can you have the status today?"

Faced with Queen Xi's rebuke, Duke smiled sadly: "Then I can accompany you to Yongge Forest as a personal identity. After I die there, I can always repay Aurelia's favor, right?"

A gust of cold wind blew across the room. For a moment, all the women in the room were stunned.

Duke... Duke, who is of high power, has the right to mobilize the troops of the eight kingdoms, has a series of brilliant achievements, and carries countless human hopes, but has the courage to say such words?!

No one doesn't believe in Duke.

Because Duke's words are almost synonymous with fate.

Suddenly, the door was knocked open.

"No! You die in Quel'thalas, what should I do if the millions of soldiers and civilians who are waiting for the restoration of the Storm Kingdom?" General Simos roared.

"What should I do if I trust you, and I will be loyal to you? What should I do if your followers? You don't even have a child!" Wendersol yelled.

The Wind Walker Sisters are stupid. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!