Later-
Duke smiled and said, "If possible, destroy the Scourge entrenched in Lordaeron as soon as possible. I know you can't wait, so let Rhonin send you to the front line of the Western Plaguelands. Turalyon is waiting for you."
"Boss, I want to go too." Gavinrad raised his hand.
"Oh?"
"Boss, you are going on a mission to Nozdormu, but you can't take me with you. I have been feeling depressed for so many years. After all, the battlefield is the romance of the brave! Do you think you can approve my request..."
Looking at Gavinrad's completely uncle-like appearance and slightly bald head, Duke was still filled with emotion.
Originally, at this point in history, the Five Silver Saints had already completely withered away. Turalyon had long disappeared in the explosion in Outland, Uther had died at the hands of Arthas, Gavinrad had also died in Andorhal, and Saidan Dathrohan had his soul devoured by the Dreadlord...
Now, except for Uther, the other four tough guys are still active!
"Go! Thank you for staying with me all these years. When you can no longer fight, come back to my fiefdom to retire!" Duke gave Gavinrad a big hug.
Over there, Krasus came through the portal, and he was circling around the humanoid Alexstrasza, but the red dragon queen seemed to have a temper tantrum and didn't care about Krasus's courtesy at all. Instead, she walked straight over and said to Duke: "Hey, Duke, I have helped you so much, and let me spend so many boring years in the void, and you still want me to help you take care of your woman, how do you thank me?"
The cool and elegant face, the chin raised high, the hands on the slender waist, and the legs split just right, she looks like a high-end, elegant and classy queen!
A real man, a big tofu, should be able to stretch and shrink like a little brother!
Duke decisively admitted his mistake and immediately lowered his head, touching a basin handed to him by Vanessa. He brushed away the semicircular silver lid on it with one hand.
When Duke casually displayed the "treasure" inside, what appeared in front of the Red Dragon Queen was a large plate of "copycat BJ roast duck" emitting soft holy light and shining with golden light.
The shiny roast duck, with a perfect brown-red color, combined with the Holy Light, made people's appetites grow. Even the Windrunner sisters and Jaina, who were a few meters away, stretched their necks unconsciously, not to mention Alexstrasza, who looked cool on the outside but actually had the soul of a foodie.
"Gulp!" The 'arrogant' queen swallowed very obviously in her throat. She snorted and turned her head away, her nose almost up to the sky: "Do you think that I, who have seen everything in the world, will be bought by a mere mortal?"
Duke was dazed: Damn, you're talking as if dragons don't sleep or get sleepy. I've been in the void for ten years, either eating or sleeping, and the number of times I've actually taken action can be counted on one hand. Of course, the Red Dragon Queen is meant to ward off evil spirits, so I'll just cook and feed the foodie. Oh, no, to put it more elegantly, I should spend time to buy peace.
Of course, on the surface, Duke still gave enough face to this foodie queen.
Duke bowed gracefully and said, "No, no, no, this is just a small token of my gratitude to Your Majesty. This is just an appetizer. I'm sure you will be satisfied with today's dinner."
"Appetizer...?" The queen's pointed little nose twitched secretly, as if she wanted to inhale every molecule of aroma in the air into her nasal cavity, and finally revealed a satisfied (successful) smile: "This is more like it!"
She held up five fingers: "I want five meals cooked by you personally."
I wanted to say weekly, but then I thought that seemed too cheap for Duke, so I quickly added: "Daily!"
Duke said with difficulty: "But I will be going on a mission for His Majesty Nozdormu the day after tomorrow... Serious business!"
Krasus quickly leaned close to the queen's ear and whispered something in dragon language.
Alexstrasza's face fell. "Well... let's have a big meal tonight! I'm telling you, I won't allow you to cut corners, and you can't use anything you've eaten in Karazhan!"
"Of course." Duke sighed inwardly, and this was considered a pass.
In Karazhan, with her help, there was a lot of food. Because they didn't raise chickens or ducks, all of them were plants. Duke had been eating them for so many years that his mouth was almost sick of them.
The Red Dragon Queen is similar. If not, how could she fall in love with roast duck at the sight of it?
In the blink of an eye, Duke was surprised to find that the queen was wiping her mouth with a napkin.
etc!
Where's the roast duck?
What are those duck bones steaming on the plate?
What about that huge red shadow that looks like a dragon's head?
Duke is dead!
Krasus next to him had embarrassment written all over his face.
Alexstrasza glared at Duke. "Why are you looking at me? Haven't you ever seen a ms. dining?"
No! I've never seen a 'ms.' like you before?
"I'm telling you, I've already spit out the bones." The humanoid Red Dragon Queen waved her small 'claws'!
My liver hurts a bit, is there a version that doesn't require spitting out the bones?
Beside them, Duke's lovers covered their mouths, looking like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.
The dinner was held at the Windrunner Lake Villa in Duke's Elwynn Forest fiefdom.
There are quite a lot of people coming to the banquet tonight.
In order to welcome the return of the Red Dragon Queen and Alliance heroes such as Tirion, kings such as Varian, Calia, Kurdran and Gelbin still chose to come directly through the portal when teleportation magic was still not particularly perfect.
It can be said that except for Anduin and Abendis, the senior leaders of the Alliance who were leading the war on the front lines, almost everyone who could come came.
After all, this is both a welcome party and a celebration of the victory at Mount Hyjal.
As the host and one of the hostesses, Marquis Ilucia personally greeted these distinguished guests at the door.
"For Azeroth! For the victory of the Alliance - Cheers!" Even though he nominally stepped down from the position of commander-in-chief of the Alliance, Duke's core position was not shaken at all, so he was the one who made the toast.
"Cheers!" A strong arm was raised high.
Everyone present here is either a hero who insists on fighting on the front line of the war, or a king who spares no effort to support the fight against evil. At this moment, everyone's heart is extremely eager.
Sargeras, the leader of the Burning Legion, was thrown into the Abyss!
Archimonde, one of the two commanders of the Burning Legion, died in Mount Hyjal!
Although the undead army is still entrenched in Tirisfal Glades, the boss of the opposing boss is dead. Is the final victory still far away?
"Cheers!" Alexstrasza shouted as well, holding a few pieces of barbecue just bitten off the skewer in her mouth.
What a bunch of bigwigs are drinking now is not traditional wine.
As a time traveler, I would be sorry to the audience if I didn't bring some harm to the world.
Duke started to work on black technology that was not black technology after the Second Dark Gate War. For example, brewing technology. Relying on the system's continuous memory comparison and the support of a group of wine fanatics, he managed to produce draft beer and liquor that tasted 80% or 90% the same as before the crossing.
Now they are drinking the ice-cold beer invented by Duke!
The taste is so refreshing!
Even Queen Calia, who didn't like drinking, secretly took a few sips.
The thin mustache on Varian's lips was covered with white beer foam, which made him look a little ridiculous: "Duke! When will you come back to lead us to attack Tirisfal?"
Duke smiled and said, "I can't command on the front line until I stabilize my physical condition. But you can't rush. There are still more than 100,000 Alliance troops in Kalimdor to fight the demons. We have to wait for Mograine and Turalyon to return, right?"
"Your Majesty Nozdormu is the same...Brother, your physical condition is unstable and you are being rushed to carry out some mysterious mission." Varian muttered.
Kurdran nudged Varian with his elbow, with good intentions.
Who knows...
"Nozdormu, you bastard! Pay me for the meal!"
Well, Alexstrasza, the eldest sister of Nozdormu, started to criticize directly.
She was obviously a little drunk.
Even though Duke repeatedly reminded people not to mix liquor and beer, there were always dragons seeking death. However, this led to dragons fighting against each other, so... let's just say it was a good thing!
Of course, while everyone was celebrating happily, they were also discussing how to flatten the city of Lordaeron.
In everyone's eyes, Arthas, whose half of his body had been chopped off, was already a good choice. But Duke said that everyone could only be cautiously optimistic.
As a living person, Duke would rather be burned to ashes by the Forgotten.
Unfortunately, according to the original history, the next thing that would happen was that the Lich King, Ner'zhul, would rebel and leave the Burning Legion.
In this life, Duke didn't dare to guarantee that Ner'zhul would definitely jump out.
Moreover, even if Ner'zhul rebelled, there would no longer be the drama of the dark ranger Sylvanas getting angry at Arthas and becoming the queen of the Forsaken.
Duke was not sure how the situation would evolve.
It is certainly a good thing that the Scourge and the Burning Legion are fighting each other, but if they are in the same boat, they can only fight to the end.
Duke did not respect the idea of the original work at all. He did not mind promoting further peace between the Alliance and the Horde. He even thought about tempting the Horde to help send troops, advance from multiple directions, and directly blow up the city of Lordaeron.
Before we knew it, it was late at night and the party ended.
Duke could drink so much that he didn't even need Vanessa to support him. But when he returned to the bedroom, he found that none of the lights in the room were on.
Suddenly, an elegant harp sounded, like the gurgling sound of a clear spring in the mountains, with that familiar and graceful softness, and Duke's heart was burning with joy.
"Alleria, dear..."
Just at this moment, the second beautiful harp sound rang out, and the music suddenly changed from a solo to a more cheerful ensemble.
"Vereesa?"
Just as Duke was wondering what surprise they would give him, the third harp sounded. The technique seemed a little rougher than the first two harp sounds, but after the first few notes, the sound it produced was at the level of a luthier.
"This is..."
Just as Duke's face showed a look of surprise, a bigger surprise was yet to come.
In the darkness, a row of piano keys appeared, suspended in midair. It was not accurate to call them piano keys, as they were clearly rectangular blocks of ice. An extremely light and flexible ice hammer struck the semicircular piano keys, and a clear and pleasant sound like chimes suddenly rang out.
The next moment, when the hammer needed the previous note again, another icy key formed under the hammer.
The light and clear sound of the harp, blended with the crisp sound of the percussion, forms a wonderful small symphony, giving people an inexplicable sense of pleasure.
Suddenly, twelve flames, neatly distributed in the shape of a clock, lit up simultaneously around Duke.
What came into view were five stunningly beautiful women.
The one in the middle was, of course, Alleria. She stroked the harp with one hand while leaning on the chaise longue. The rose-red chair set off her slender, fit, and voluptuous figure. She was only wearing a veil, but her face was full of dignity, which made Duke swallow his saliva non-stop.
Vereesa on the left leaned on the windowsill, her posture graceful and relaxed, her fluffy and thick silver hair and her smooth and soft body formed a wonderful combination under the moonlight. Facing Duke, she responded with a gentle look, and the infinite love in her eyes was enough to melt Duke's body and mind.
In the upper right corner, Sylvanas's long legs hang down from the roof beams, swinging briskly, as if stirring up circles of water in a peaceful stream. The graceful curves of her long legs highlight how elastic her muscles are. The wind around her gently makes the green leaves flutter up and down around her, forming a sharp contrast with the dazzling crown on her head.
A little further to the left, a noble woman also wearing a golden crown, with eyes as soft as water, and a light in her intelligent pupils that no one could fully understand. As the music played, her long golden hair like a waterfall spread over her slender and graceful swan neck and tall magical peaks.
Even though almost all her attention was on Duke's face, she stilled her slender fingers, and her agile playing added to her beauty the nobility and elegance unique to an old royal family.
At some point, Ilucia had slowly walked behind Duke, and stroked Duke's shoulders with her onion-like fingers. Like a most gentle little wife, she took off Duke's gorgeous clothes that were only prepared for outsiders.
Looking at his beautiful confidantes, Duke suddenly thought maliciously, is this the legendary Dog Abuse Festival?
Having any one of them would be enough to make any man in Azeroth jealous, let alone all five of them?
Although it was late at night, Duke's gaze seemed to travel through time and space. He saw the blue and calm ocean in summer, the soft and smooth beach sand, and the happy world filled with the laughter of young girls.
Duke opened his arms with great pride: "Which one is it tonight?"
"Which one?" Alleria smiled. "Didn't I tell you to treat every sister equally? I don't mind you bringing me new sisters, but you have to settle all the sisters first. Isn't that right?"
Duke's expression suddenly changed.
He finally knew what it was.
Sisters united!
Grind the iron rod into a needle!
Such a wonderful scene, if any of the buddies who had fought side by side with Duke in the game back then saw it, they would definitely be envious and hate Duke to death.
Originally in history...
Ilucia, who is bound by fate and wanders around the Scholomance Academy with a pure and pitiful appearance.
Ranger-General Vereesa is famous for leading the Silver Covenant to fight against the Scourge, forming the Kirin Tor Expedition, and ultimately bringing Dalaran to the side of the Alliance.
Alleria performed brilliantly in the first and second Dark Portal battles, and eventually disappeared during the expedition to Outland. She is regarded as one of the five heroes of the Dark Portal and has a statue in King's Valley in Stormwind.
Jaina is not only a female hero of the Alliance, she has been the leader in a series of fierce battles such as the fight against the Scourge and the Battle of Mount Hyjal, but she is also famous and has become the object of fantasy for countless men.
Sylvanas, who once fought firmly against the Scourge, was ultimately defeated and killed, then resurrected as a banshee, became the Queen of the Forsaken, and finally fought her way to the throne of the Warchief of the Horde.
Getting one of the five stunning beauties would be enough for Duke to brag about to his friends for the rest of his life.
As a result, Duke packed up everything.
The sense of satisfaction that fills every corner and gap of the soul is incomparable to anything you did before traveling through time.
Now, these five women actually said they would join forces to take care of him! ?
Humph!
As living proof of my great military exploits, how dare you challenge my position as the head of the family?
You are really seeking your own death!
Say nothing!
Draw the sword!
Come on! Let's have a good fight!
Duke's sword appeared——
A sword lights up the nineteen continents!
I just want to ask you if you are afraid! ?
At this moment, no matter if it was the ranger heroine who had fought her way through a sea of blood and corpses, or the noble queen who seemed to be sitting on the clouds, every beautiful face showed a trembling expression...
They couldn't help but recall the tragic scene of being killed and defeated by Duke's sword, and the humiliation of kneeling and begging for mercy before the powerful sword!
Looking at the aggressive Duke, Alleria pursed her lips and shouted, "Sisters, what are you afraid of! He is alone!"
Yes! There is only one Duke!
But Alleria! Alleria! Isn't it a sign of your guilt when you say this? Don't you know that the guy who says this in the movies is always the first to be killed?
Hehe! Look at me, the Grand Duke of Storm, Dumouk. I will kill you a thousand times first——
The only way to deal with a group fight is to deal with the leader first.
The sword is like a rainbow, and the spear is like a fierce dragon!
Before Alleria could finish her words, she was knocked down by Duke!
The dense rain of attacks easily made the dignified and elegant big sister unable to utter a word. She could only endure the storm and barely survive.
At this time, Duke's cruelty finally aroused the women's hatred of the enemy, and Duke was soon besieged.
It doesn't matter, look at me, Du Mouke, holding my sword, and fighting in all directions at night——
who is she?
Who is she?!
Gradually, it no longer matters who the enemy is. What matters is that you know she is the enemy!
Are you here to help? Kill!
Caught by accident? Kill!
Join forces to attack those who offend my majesty? Kill, kill, kill!
Anyway, Duke's sword never kills unknown people. Since you have come across my sword, surrendering and begging for mercy is your only way out!
Duke suddenly thanked himself for changing his job to a pastor!
What's good about being a pastor?
A priest has many more spiritual attribute points than a mage!
What is spirit? Spirit is the recovery of magic power! With magic power, there is combat power!
I am Duke—invincible!
After being defeated, Ilucia and Jaina begged for mercy but were not let go. The two hugged each other with tears still on their faces.
Alleria was defeated on the chaise longue.
Vereesa 'died' on the windowsill.
Even if Sylvanas fled to the roof beam, she could not escape the pursuit of the god of war Duke.
This battle was so shocking that it made the world shake and the gods cry.
Before daybreak, Duke, wearing a long robe, rushed out in a heroic and high-spirited manner.
Duke snapped his fingers and said, "Let me sleep for a few hours, then please give me a dozen fried eggs and two dozen high-level magic recovery potions."
Pretending to be cool is like the wind and always accompanies me!
Duke's pretentiousness was so great that he almost scared the two maids.
Then after sending the two maids away, Duke fell to the ground with a thud. His last words before he 'died in battle' were "The harem is not yet complete, and I still need to work hard!" Ah.
The next evening, Duke asked Solarian to open a portal and take him to the ruins of Dalaran to meet Lothar.
"Duke, are you saying that we should reduce the intensity of our attack? So that the Scourge and the Burning Legion can fight each other and then cause civil strife?"
"Anduin, our ultimate goal of destroying these evils has not changed! But don't you think it is more advantageous for us to fight against a powerful and unified enemy, rather than two evil enemies that have been weakened by fighting each other? Anyway, as long as Turalyon and Mograine's main forces have not withdrawn from Kalimdor, we can't organize a general offensive. It's better to just slow down."
Anduin stroked his chin, which already had a lot of white beard, and said, "Duke, your idea is indeed good. But are you sure that the Lich King Ner'zhul will rebel?"
"I can't be sure, but anyone who was killed by force, stripped of his body, and left with only his soul, tortured, and finally sealed in a small icy skull would feel uncomfortable, right? From the very beginning, Ner'zhul never really wanted to be loyal to Kil'jaeden."
"Well, you do have a point. What do you think the chances are that Ner'zhul will rebel?"
"Seventy percent!" Duke wanted to say 100 percent. But history has changed beyond all recognition, and he dared not guarantee it. However, the one who is now serving Arthas is not Sylvanas, but the more ambitious, more arrogant, and more restless former Sun King Anasterian.
Duke thought, what a joke!
When Anduin heard the 70% probability, he shuddered. Although Duke had withdrawn from the front line because of the curse, no one felt that Duke had a big problem. On the contrary, Duke's advice was so sharp and insightful that Anduin could not find any reason to refute it.
"Okay, I agree. So, how long will it take you this time?"
"I don't know when Nozdormu will send me back after completing the mission. But to be safe, I will arrange everything. Finally, train Varian more. I think he is the most suitable helmsman for the next generation of the Alliance! Let him gain some experience, and let him become the permanent leader of the Alliance in a few years."
Duke finished speaking, and Anduin immediately felt awe. If they hadn't known each other for many years and knew Duke's temperament well, anyone would have believed that Duke had seduced so many queens and controlled so many kingdoms in disguise, and wanted to be the second Emperor Thoradin. Only Anduin, who had come out of the hardships together, overcame all objections at home and made Stormwind Kingdom firmly support Duke.