Stratholme God

Chapter 171 Turning to the servant storm (2 more)
Here is the large-scale real fragrance scene of the rangers, and Aurelia over there knows that this is the conspiracy of someone named Mai, but she still can't expose it.

When she told her sister and companions about McDonald's price, all the rangers were dumbfounded.

Lor'themar opened his mouth so wide that he could stuff an apple into it: "Well, it seems that Lord Stratholme and I have never met before, right? Why am I the main condition?"

Alleria rubbed her brows, smiled wryly and said, "I don't know either. He just bites this one to death and won't let go, and if our sisters and you don't go, he won't send troops."

Lor'themar: "..."

Halduron patted Lor'themar on the shoulder: "You take it as an honor, we are just adding to the head."

Halduron smiled wryly, he is also a deputy, why did he only name Lor'themar?
When Alleria rushed back to Silvermoon City, it was already past four o'clock in the night. She just said hello and rushed to the council.

Hearing her report, the Sun King and the councilors were dumbfounded.

Thinking that the other party would ask for a lot of money, who would have expected such an outlandish offer?

There is nothing to say about the Windrunner sisters and Braumux's job-hopping, why can't they pay the ransom?

Looking at the parchment stamped with Stratholme wax seal, they have a common question - who is Lor'themar Theron?

"It seems to be the deputy of Ranger General Sylvanas*Windrunner?" Grand Magister Belovar was not too sure.

The dossier was quickly transferred, and a group of bigwigs looked around, but they didn't have any clues.

As a veteran ranger, Lor'themar's combat power and commanding power are absolutely excellent, and that's all.There is a certain gap between his level and the three Windrunner sisters.

The Sun King and the others are not time travelers, so it is impossible to know that Macdonald values ​​Lor'themar's all-round talents.

At this point in time, Lor'themar is merely a ranger captain.If it weren't for the era of blood elves, when almost all the mage bosses rushed to the street, and Lor'themar rushed ducks to take over the dilapidated Silvermoon City, who would have known that this guy was full of talents in internal affairs and diplomacy?
Not to mention other people, even Lor'themar himself couldn't possibly know - it turns out that grandpa and I are so obsessed.

Because of this, conspiracy theories have the soil to take root and grow rapidly.

After Alleria withdrew, Darkan, the master of yin and yang, sneered: "Do you still need to watch? It is clear that the ranger family headed by Windrunner has a rebellious heart and decided to join the human duke."

The Sun King, who had a good impression of Aurelia for guarding the country's borders for more than 3000 years, couldn't help but feel a lump in his heart. He couldn't help but think of the scene when his father was exiled by night elves who believed in druidism.

Thinking about it again, if the rangers hadn't insisted not to burn the forest, they would have entered Zul'Aman long ago...

The more the Sun King tastes, the more it tastes worse.

Sure enough, a ranger who advocates nature is not a good thing!

From this point of view, leaving the Ranger behind is also a disaster!

The Sun King made eye contact with the councilors, and the py transaction was completed, and he said an ancient elf saying, translated into human lingua franca, it is probably: twisted melons are not sweet, let them go!
The focus of their discussion quickly came to the last controversy-Countess Liadrin.

Belovar: "Perhaps, that human fell in love with Liadrin's beauty?"

Darkan sneered: "Of course, Liadrin is the real noble lady compared to those female monkeys jumping around in trees all day long."

deliver?
Or not?
The answer is simple.

A female priest who believes in the Holy Light, what does it matter to our Master?

send send send!
So happy to decide!
At five o'clock in the morning, the rangers were notified by the council.

"Alleria* Windrunner, Sylvanas* Windrunner, and Halduron* Brightwing, after humans sent troops to solve the siege of Silvermoon City, you have now transferred to serve the Duke of Stratholme, no longer Quill Thalas is part of it. And Lor'themar Theron must immediately go south to the human camp to swear allegiance to Lord Stratholme."

Even though they were informed by Aurelia and were mentally prepared, when they were really abandoned by their motherland and compatriots, the rangers still had pain written all over their faces.

There was no discussion or even inquiry, just a notification, and they were dealt with like worthless goods.

Lor'themar trembled all over, staring angrily at the officials who came to deliver the order: "Can I bring my family?"

"Of course, this is your right, Mr. Theron who serves humans." The official did not hide his contempt for Lor'themar, a former compatriot who was about to serve short-lived species.

"Okay! I'm leaving now!"

I don't know how many rangers have confusion and sadness in their eyes - what are our efforts to defend Silvermoon City these days?
In particular, all recognized ranger bosses have changed jobs, whether active or passive, which has brought a strong psychological impact to the ranger.

When they know that the parliament has canceled all the benefits that they and their relatives have as citizens, no matter how stupid they are, they will know that the parliament is forcing them to leave with the big sisters of the Windrunner.

If it was said that the rangers were still prepared for the notice of transfer from the Silvermoon Council, Liadrin was really confused.

People sit at home, and the pot comes from the sky.

who am I?
Where am I going?
What am I going to do?
This is the blurring of identity and the collapse of ideas.

She never expected that she would be taken a fancy to by a human duke for no reason.

All she knew about McDonald was just bad rumors in the aristocratic salon, such as [Coward], [Despicable Duke], [Slut who only picks up leaks].

The 'expert who betrayed her compatriots' in front of her, the well-known Silvermoon Councilor Darkan, had a gloomy and cold face.

"Your appeal is meaningless. This is a joint decision made by His Majesty and the council. We also know that this is difficult for you to accept, but at the moment when Silvermoon City and Quel'Dorei are facing great danger, Your Excellency the Countess, please help me Make sacrifices for the survival of your race. The Quel'dorei will remember your contribution."

"Wait! I'm looking for..."

"Son, I'm here." The door turned to an elderly priest, who was Liadrin's mentor, High Priest Von der Lore.

"Mentor, I..."

Her teacher hugged her ashamedly: "Son, we are sorry for you. But this is the only way we can think of to save Silvermoon City. You go... That human duke shouldn't embarrass you. I heard that he Godson of Archbishop Alonsus Faol of the Holy Light. Archbishop Faol is a noble man, and his godson should not be so... bad."

Liadrin looked dumbfounded, watching Darkan make a gesture, and a large number of royal maids and female protocol officers in charge of court etiquette came out behind him.Before she could react, she was overwhelmed by the ceremony officials and maids.

At eight o'clock in the morning, McDonnell, who had just woken up to brush his teeth, heard that the elves had sent someone to him. He came to the living room of the bunker excitedly, and saw Liadrin, a priestess wearing a high imitation robe of insight. , folded his hands on his chest, and looked at him with shame and indignation.

and many more!

Is this something wrong?
(End of this chapter)