Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 498: Pretense

When Duke returned after dealing with the four guardian dragons, he just happened to catch the triumphant Alliance army passing through Elwynn Forest.

To be precise, the Dark Portal was closed on November 15th. After leaving behind the Stormwind's Griffin Legion and the Dwarf First Infantry Regiment and the First Mechanized Division, the remaining 200,000-odd troops turned around.

When they came, the army could only fight all the way south. After crossing the Thandol Bridge that divided the north and south continents, they had to cross the Wetlands, Loch Modan, the Barrens, the Burning Gorge, the Burning Steppes, the Redridge Mountains, the Swamp of Sorrows, and finally reached the Cursed Land.

The return trip was not that painful. After passing through the Swamp of Sorrows, Redridge Mountains, and then turning west through Elwynn Forest, you can board the newly delivered Stormwind refugee ship at Stormwind Harbor from the destroyed Stormwind City to Southshore. The people of Lordaeron and Gilneas chose to go directly to the South Coast.

When passing by the fertile and lush East Elwynn Forest, when they heard that this was the fief of the three Windrunner sisters, whether it was humans, dwarves, or the elves of Quel'Thalas from Alleria's family, they all showed expressions of shock and envy.

"Big sister, when we heard that you gave up your position as Ranger-General of Quel'Thalas and joined the army of a human Grand Duke with a nominal title, we all thought you were doing a stupid thing for love." Even though he had been promoted to Ranger-General, Halduron Brightwing was still a junior in front of Alleria.

"Yeah! It turns out that all those things about doing anything for love are lies." Lor'themar Theron stood on the hill with his hands on his hips, looking at the majestic, vast, and endless forest in front of him, but still felt a little unhappy.

I just managed to get promoted to general, but Alleria has already found a good port and instantly became a grand duke. Alleria, the 'Countess of East Elwynn Forest', has a fiefdom... one-third of the Silvermoon Council members put together have about this amount.

At this moment, the elven rangers of Quel'Thalas almost had the urge to not go back, change their flags and join Alleria.

"I... I never thought that Duke would really give me such a large territory. I thought it would be nice to have a small village." Alleria felt embarrassed. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Cough cough!

The faces of all the Quel'Thalas elves were not good:

Help! You have been so careless that you have ended up like this. How can you make the countless councilors in Quel'Thalas who have been trying their best to squeeze into the Silvermoon Council for thousands of years just to get a few hundred acres of fiefdom feel?

Duke next to him held his forehead with his hand.

Dear, don't you know that invisible pretense is the most deadly?

Well, I'm not afraid of your pride, so I'll give you full marks for this.

Although anyone with a discerning eye could see that this had nothing to do with her being Duke's woman, this was the reward she and her Windrunner family had received for supporting Duke since the formation of the alliance. On the other hand, the four sisters worked together to shoot and kill more than 10,000 tribes with their own hands, and such a brilliant record left others speechless.

But, but this is too cool! ?

The fiefdom is still hereditary!

In this kind of fiefdom, the king has no right to take back the fiefdom unless treason is committed. To put it bluntly, after a hundred years, when the royal family is weak and wants to become an independent country, the royal family cannot say "no".

Of course, no one knew that Llane and Anduin made the decision to divide the country with the idea of ​​letting Duke go even if he wanted independence.

There was a look of great envy in every elf's eyes.

There is no harm without comparison.

Looking at Alleria's fiefdom of over ten thousand square kilometers, at this moment, the rangers of Quel'Thalas suffered more than ten thousand points of mental damage.

"No, please allow me to record a video with the magic crystal. I want to go back and teach the guys from the Silvermoon Council a lesson." Halduron announced his plan so evilly.

It caused a burst of laughter on the spot.

"Haha! Be careful or the Silvermoon Council will cause you trouble in the future." Lor'themar teased him.

"Hmph! If you have the guts, ask Quel'Thalas to abolish the ranger system in the future!" Halduron looked stubborn.

All good things must come to an end. When Halduron and Lor'themar learned that Duke and Alleria would stay in their own fiefdoms for the time being and would not return with the main force, they both showed a slight sadness.

Glancing at Vereesa and the others, Halduron asked, "Big sister, will all of you sisters come to the triumphal ceremony at the end of next month?"

"Of course." Alleria answered calmly while gently holding Duke's arm. This was a declaration of her identity - she, the recognized female hero of the Alliance, would come. According to the agreement, she would also wear the ranger general uniform of Quel'Thalas on that day. This was the last fig leaf for the high elves.

In fact, everyone knew that Alleria would attend the ceremony as the Countess of Stormwind Kingdom.

Halduron and the others left, leaving Duke and the others here.

After returning to Karazhan and dealing with Khadgar, who had become as clingy as a puppy due to loneliness, Duke finally had a rare truly relaxing vacation, during which he could do some shameless things with Alleria and Vereesa from time to time.

The war lasted almost two years. During the war, the future of the entire league was on his shoulders, and he had no time to rest. When there was finally a break, Duke of course took some time off.

In the eyes of the politicians of the major northern kingdoms, the thing they were most worried about did not happen. Duke, an extraordinary figure with the greatest influence in the entire alliance, did not seem to have any intention of intervening in the situation in the north.

"Country people are country people. They must have forgotten who they are after seeing their huge fiefdom. But that's fine..." Many politicians have this idea.

Then on November 30, an unexpected messenger arrived.

The messenger was Ilucia's mother, Janice Barov.

"Welcome, Mrs. Janice."

"Nice to meet you, Duke."

Thanks to the help from the Barov family when the Storm Refugees first arrived in Southshore, and that conversation, the relationship between the two was not so awkward.

It seemed that she knew Duke was not the kind of politician who liked to beat around the bush, and she also knew that the family's thoughts should not be hidden from this terrifying young man in front of her who was so wise that he was almost a demon. After a while of greetings, Mrs. Janice got straight to the point.

Janice took a sip of the black tea. She was a little surprised that she could drink such authentic Lordaeron black tea in the newly rebuilt Stormwind Kingdom. "Duke! Do you know the current situation in the north? Terenas is likely to take advantage of this triumphal ceremony and the gathering of dignitaries from various countries to find a way to extend his hand into Alterac."

Duke smiled slightly: "Are you talking about Lord Daval Prestor?"