There is always only one truth!

After Duke memorized this line, he was shocked and complained to himself: "It's so dangerous! I actually recited the lines of Death."

He touched the back of his head and couldn't help but sigh.

Wherever you go, you will die. Well, I am half a god of death.

After he finished complaining, Duke held his head up, his eyes bloomed: "Okay, I'll pass on the highest order of the Alliance Commander, I'll order..."

On August 19, 2015, the Alliance seemed to have made a decision that outsiders seemed to be extremely fucked. The main force of the Blood Crusade, who was originally facing the northern coast, was posing as if he was recapturing the Royal City of Lordaeron, and then left on a boat after staying for a week.

I heard that because the undead legion led by Gadin entered the Silversong Forest, threatening the evacuation of refugees on the North River Coast, he had to re-transfer troops to travel south.

This kind of military tactics is like an outsider.

Not to mention outsiders, even one is scared.

Whether it was Magni or Tulayan, who had just arrived in the Eastern Plagueland, his first reaction was that he was so scared that he almost bit his tongue.

Is this still the Duke who uses his troops like a god?

Saidan frowned: "Turayan, should we question the commander?"

Turayan, who is over thirty years old, has long lost the youthful atmosphere he used to be. After becoming an uncle, he has become more calm and prefers to think deeply.

After a while, Tulayan shook his head: "No need. Look, Duke fought such a big victory in the attack between the Scourge and the Orcs as soon as he came back. This extremely wonderful ability to control proves that Duke is still the magical Duke. Just do our own thing."

Saidan shrugged: "Our defense line is done well enough. Look, before you arrive, I had someone repair the North Post Tower."

Turayan touched the big beard on his chin: "Then you go and check the nobles. Every noble must eat your [exorcist magic]. If they are spies who curse the gods, then they will be very happy."

Saidan whistled: "Good idea!"

At Iron Fortress, Magni looked at the worried Alessandros Moglani and smiled: "I understand Duke! I trust Duke too! He will not let us down."

"I can only believe him." Moglani nodded vigorously.

The big guys in the league unanimously voted for Duke for support. The big guys outside the league couldn't sit still.

The southern part of the Silver Song Forest is now shrouded in horror.

The undead of the Scourge formed a rotting ocean that easily submerged all the Gilness territory outside the Wall of Greymann.

No humans and animals are left, no grass grows.

In the magic mirror, seeing the lush silver pine forest that used to be turned into a black dead land that even insects cannot survive. King Gilnis Jean was so angry that he cursed: "Duke, you little boy's main force, can't come quickly?"

Gilness's great wizard Arugao bowed and reminded King Gene: "Your Majesty, we are no longer part of the alliance. Commander Marcus has no obligation to rescue Gilness."

"Shut up! I know!"

There is more than one who has a bad feeling.

When he heard Duke lead the main force away from the border of Quel'thalas, the Sun King Anasterian was furious and melted the wine glass made of pure gold and inlaid with many precious gems with flames.

This news made Kelthas, who was persuading his father, stutter.

The extremely high-purity flame element flowed on the Sun King's old palm, melting the last trace of gold in the gap in his fingers.

After a while, the Sun King spoke: "My child, didn't you say I was despicable before? He actually used Sylvanas's love for his motherland to use Duke in disguise from his personal relationships, and forced Duke, who had the supreme power of the alliance, to help us Quel'thalas?"

Kelthas: "…"

"Now you see it? There is no so-called saint in this world at all. After all, Duke Marcus, the hero of the first two Dark Gate Battles, is just a human interest supremacist. He doesn't want to really help us high elves."

When the Sun King said this, Kelthas finally couldn't help but interrupt his father: "That's because Quelthalas is not in the league, and the league has no obligation to help us! Even if Duke returns, you have never expressed your willingness to return to the league..."

Anastrian was also angry. His luxurious king scepter hit Kelthas's shoulder drums. Although it didn't hurt, the strong impact made Kelthas feel humiliated. High elves only use this method if their elders teach their minor children.

But Kelthas is over a thousand years old...

This shows that his father did not recognize him as an adult elf at all!

The roar of the Sun King shocked the entire inner palace: "My stupid child! Listen! The kind of elves who want noble to submit to the alliance under humanity, how can there be elves willing to go! Your ancestor Dasrema Sun Chaser did not create a country on this continent to make high elves become human servants! Want to join the alliance? Yes! But it must be Quelthalas to be the leader!"

Kelthas was stunned. He couldn't believe that the troll hero in front of him who personally announced his alliance with humans 2,800 years ago, introduced human help, and finally defeated the trolls and obtained the place where the high elves of Quelthalas was settled?

The Sun King continued to hit Kelthas's shoulder with his scepter. The heavy impact made Kelthas unable to help but kneel down: "Open your eyes, my stupid son! Think about the meaning of this elves' throne! Only the inheritance of the higher elves is meaningful. No, in extreme situations, the inheritance of the Sun Chaser is the only meaning of our existence in this world. Since it was our Sun Chaser's kingdom that raised Sylvanas, then she also had the obligation to die for the Sun Chaser family. Anyway, the Wind Walker is a traitor, and it is nothing wrong to make the traitor pay the price of his life."

What!?

This selfish speech...

Is he really my father?

Kelthas was struck by lightning and completely lost his ability to speak in an instant.

As if he found himself hitting his son a little hard, Anastrian finally softened his tone and he patted his son on the shoulder.

"Of course, as a king, I am generous and kind! Since Sylvanas voluntarily returned to Quel'thalas, I will not target her and deliberately let her die. I will only arrange for her to go to the front line. If she dies in battle, it will only prove that she is incompetent or has bad luck. If she makes enough merit, I don't mind promoting her to become the leader of the Ranger and taking the position of her sister back then..."
Chapter completed!