Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 325: Kill

The other members of parliament could not understand it, but the old and sophisticated Sun King understood most of it.

First of all, the mages were transferred for public and private purposes, which seemed to be nothing wrong. Applying this to Quel'Thalas, it's impossible to let Prince Kael'thas go to work with you, Duke? The Sun King immediately knew that the people Duke transferred were all members of the Silvermoon Council!

The Alliance has mages, the Horde has mages and mysterious evil warlocks. Who can guarantee that there will be no casualties in a war? If many members of parliament die, the Sun King will naturally have a way to fill the vacancies. By then, the parliament will definitely not be a monolithic entity, and there will be a lot of room for improvement.

The second thing was the magic crystals. Duke said that they were to make up for the consumption of the Alliance mages in the magic war. But how to distribute them? Well, the commander-in-chief was the Warrior King Lothar, who only knew the basics of magic. How to distribute them was decided by Duke, who was in charge of magic in the Alliance.

Finally, there is the right to intermarry.

On the surface, this was also Duke's selfish motive, and he might have a good chance of marrying Alleria. But the Sun King always felt that it was not that simple.

The high elves used to boast that their bloodline was nobler than that of other races, and open intermarriage was not allowed. They mostly just tacitly allowed those who wanted to intermarry with other races to do so at the cost of leaving their own race.

Now Duke has broken this limitation, and there must be a deeper meaning behind it. However, it is not something that the Sun King can understand.

No matter what, Duke did not make things difficult for the elves on the core issues that the elves were most concerned about. This was already a great favor from Duke. After all the aid from the alliance was clearly limited in time and quantity, the leaders of both sides officially signed.

That very night, the Sunstrider royal family could not wait to announce to all citizens their decision to join the alliance and publicly disclosed all the terms.

Duke even swore to the elven citizens in the square that the Alliance did not make any unreasonable demands, and that was all.

Well, his personal requests are actually more important.

In Duke's opinion, the Windrunner family was more valuable than the entire Quel'Thalas. the Horde did not attack that night, and the Sun King immediately decided to take advantage of this rare free time to hold a small cocktail party to celebrate joining the Alliance.

Small, referring only to the number of participants.

The specifications are still off the charts.

Almost all the big shots in Silvermoon City came.

Melodious music, psychedelic lights, and sweet wine with a special elf style...

Especially when those female marquises and duchesses deliberately showed off their curvaceous beauty in front of Duke, Duke deeply understood why people said that the upper class of the high elves was also very that.

But then again, looking at those rosy and tender faces, small and slightly upturned lips, and the figures that are at the level of a Korean girl group, Duke really couldn't grasp it.

"Dear host, these females all fit your aesthetic standards, but for the sake of your life safety and moral integrity, I must inform you that the four female high elves with the surname Windrunner that you are very familiar with are looking at you in a special way..."

"Shut up..."

After finishing bickering with the system AI in his own spiritual world, Duke saw Kael'thas coming over.

"Oh, that's rare, Duke. I thought you worked so hard to get our father to allow marriage, just to get some benefits for yourself?" Kael'thas and Duke did not have any essentially irreconcilable contradictions. It should be said that there were no contradictions at all, so privately, they were still friends.

Duke raised his exquisite crystal wine glass and said, "Well, I admit that the beauties of the high elves are definitely the most unique sights I have ever seen in my life."

"For most high elves, time is eternal, with only white landscapes crossing the sky of history. So they seek excitement and novelty to tell themselves that they are still alive."

As expected, he is a handsome and gentle prince, and everything he says is so philosophical and poetic.

Duke smiled and said, "Does that mean the universe I'm in is blurred and everything seems like a dream?"

Kael'thas was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Duke to be so well-mannered. After all, he had never discussed this with Duke in detail, and he always subconsciously thought that a 16-year-old youth from a commoner family would not have very good manners.

Kael'thas smiled unconsciously: "If this is a dream, it's too bad. I hope this is just a slight low point in the long river of history."

"Yes! This is indeed a low point for the High Elves. As an ally of the elves for three thousand years. And as your good friend, Kael'thas, I should do my part for you and the resurgence of the High Elves." Duke seldom speaks such big words, and combined with Duke's amazing record, this empty promise seems particularly tempting.

Kael'thas was rarely sober. "Although I can't wait to see your heroic performance, Duke, but before that, we have to wait for a new batch of soldiers to be trained!"

"It's okay. In five days at most, our two armies will be able to join forces. Then we can hunt together." Duke said mysteriously.

Some things cannot be said openly. Kael'thas was not sure what Duke had prepared. But one thing was certain, that is, Duke had found the Sunstrider Royal Family instead of the Silver Moon Council as a partner.

Finally getting rid of those ferocious admirers, Duke quickly found Alleria drinking alone on a terrace not far from the banquet hall.

Her gorgeous golden hair fluttered gently in the night breeze. Her facial features were so delicate and flawless that they looked like perfect works of art. Under her thin eyelashes, the pair of green eyes that I had just glimpsed were closed, but her charm that drew people in could still be felt.

From a distance, her body was so slender that it looked like porcelain that would break at the slightest touch, and it was not the most perfect and beautiful. From the perspective of pure beauty, Alleria was even half a step behind Princess Calia Menethil. But when you get closer, you will find that her long-term training has made her posture like a bow that can shoot sharp arrows at any time.

Having killed so many people, she naturally had a faint murderous aura. This aura naturally made Alleria a special existence that most people could only watch from afar but not approach at will.

But to Duke, she exudes a breathtaking charm.

Such a beautiful woman, a mixture of wildness and nobility, who seemed to have walked out of the legend of a bard, had an indescribable loneliness on her face at this moment.

A gust of wind blew, and Alleria turned her head, staring at Duke with her emerald eyes.

"You know what? Sometimes I wonder, if I kill you, I can continue to live in a fantasy called 'The Supreme Glory of the High Elves' without having to endure the pain of leaving my compatriots and country."