Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 501: Triumph

To be honest, Duke considers himself to be that kind of selfish person.

Duke would never sacrifice Alleria to save the world of Azeroth.

From the beginning to the end, becoming a hero... just to stop being a ghoul and to get a better life. Of course, it was purely because Duke didn't mind saving the world while saving himself. So Duke became a hero of the League.

After waiting for the three sisters to stop crying, Duke comforted them:

"Don't think too much. Whether it's Ilucia's affairs, the Barov family's affairs, Alterac's affairs, or even the affairs of Lord Daval Prestor, they can all be solved together. Do you trust my ability to plan?"

"Yeah." The three sisters said almost in unison.

"Leave it to me, then. Terenas won't be able to stay alive for long. Let's just be happy and go to the theater on the day of the triumphal ceremony."

After a while, Duke was called away by his subordinate Daniel.

Sylvanas straightened up and said to her elder sister, "Alleria, didn't I suggest that you find a way to formally marry Duke and establish your status? You refused at that time."

"Um."

Sylvanas looked towards where Duke had left, thoughtfully: "I didn't understand it then. Now I understand."

Alleria gently held her sister's hand and said, "What do you understand, my dear sister?"

"The marriage law of the kingdom can only guarantee wealth and power, but not love. For the high elves who have a lifespan of nearly ten thousand years, a hundred years for humans is just a short moment for the elves. During these hundred years, just live a wonderful life and don't leave any regrets. There is no need to be too particular about the rest."

After hearing this, Alleria's expression suddenly blossomed like a flower, extremely bright: "Sister, I'm glad you understand."

Sylvanas smiled and said, "I didn't expect much from love before, but now seeing you guys like this, I'm suddenly a little moved. Unfortunately, after seeing you guys and Duke, I suddenly realized that there are really no men in the world that can catch my eye."

"Second sister, actually I don't mind..." Before Vereesa could finish her words, her lips were sealed by Sylvanas' index finger.

"Even if you and my elder sister don't mind, I do! A person only has two hands, and there is no empty space next to him." After saying that, Sylvanas straightened her clothes, wiped away her tears, and left in a leisurely manner.

At this moment, the voice of my eldest sister suddenly came from behind.

"My dear sister, I don't care which hero you are good with, but you have to control yourself. Lothar is almost old man now."

Sylvanas almost fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

Time passed until December 22nd.

Three days later, on the 25th, it will be a very special day for both Duke, the time traveler, and the people of Azeroth in this life - because in Lordaeron City, the capital of the Alliance in Lordaeron, a grand triumphal ceremony will be held to celebrate the Alliance's victory over the Horde.

Throughout the Alliance, because the news of victory had already spread, many people traveled thousands of miles to the city of Lordaeron just to catch a glimpse of the triumphant soldiers and watch the upcoming prisoner presentation ceremony.

It was a mixture of joy at victory and hatred towards the Horde.

After all, this was an all-out war that engulfed the entire continent. The destruction and loss of life caused by the war affected every city and village in the territories of humans, dwarves, and high elves.

Because the triumph ceremony was scheduled as early as the end of November, the citizens of Lordaeron began to talk about it early in the morning.

"Have you heard? This triumphal parade will have more than 200,000 soldiers from various countries participating."

"I heard that there are 30,000 orc captives alone."

"Hey, can I see orcs then? When I was in the countryside, I only encountered lords raising taxes and conscription. I have never seen what orcs look like."

"Haha! I heard from the noble master that if you dare and can afford it, you can buy an orc slave to chop trees for you."

"We also heard that it seems that there will be an election for the king of Alterac this time. The previous king Aiden was killed after betraying the Alliance."

"That human traitor Perenolde deserves to die!"

Various ideas are intertwined.

A storm hidden beneath the great victory began to gather.

On the 22nd, in front of Stormwind Keep in Stormwind City, Anduin Lothar waited for Duke and his party.

After seeing Duke getting off the carriage, Anduin came up to him warmly and gave Duke a big bear hug: "Hey, Duke. Although your territory is also very important, you should also take care of me and Llane! There are so many things to do here."

"Ahem! How many times have I told you not to use so much force?"

The commander forced Anduin to show a charming smile: "This is my reward for your laziness."

The next moment, seeing Duke reaching out his hand to the carriage and helping the Windrunner sisters down one by one, even the uncle Anduin couldn't help but smile.

Of course he knew that it was etiquette for a man to extend his hand for a woman to help him get out of the car.

He also knew that if there weren't many Stormwind politicians watching around, the Windrunner sisters would definitely choose to jump out of the car by themselves.

But I'm still a little envious!

Noble and elegant Alleria.

The wild and unruly Sylvanas.

Vereesa is as gentle as water.

The three Windrunner sisters, dressed in their best attire, were unrivalled in beauty even in the entire human world.

Only the eldest sister and the third sister have confirmed their relationship. There are rumors that Duke has taken all three sisters, leaving only the expressionless fourth sister.

"Welcome, the three ladies of the Windrunner family."

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After some pleasantries, Anduin smiled and said, "Well, originally Llane wanted to use your portal to go to Lordaeron for convenience. A round trip of more than 40 days would definitely be a torture. But the ministers strongly opposed it, and out of etiquette..."

When he said this, Duke Bolvar Fordragon next to him looked at Anduin without showing any weakness: "Please be careful with your words, Anduin. Your Majesty is the most important person in Stormwind Kingdom. Before there is evidence that the portal is absolutely safe, such rash behavior is not allowed."

"Okay, okay! I'm not the king, I can just be lazy and use the portal, that's ok."

"If there is a choice, I hope that you and Duke will be cautious, Anduin." Bolvar's implication was that Duke should just teleport around by himself and not involve other important personnel.

Duke smiled bitterly. After all, this was not the era of later generations where even soldiers were deployed through portals. It was useless to say anything now.