Stratholme God

Chapter 250 Welcome back (1 more)
Home, a little unfamiliar word.

I didn't go back for a year, and except for the faces of my parents, everyone else's faces were faded from memory.

It seems, it seems, it seems, I still have a rumored girlfriend on Earth?

Macdonald glanced at the row of white long legs in front of him, and was very sure that he didn't actually have a girlfriend in his hometown.

People are like this, the farther you are from your hometown, the more you miss it.

Think about it, since I left my hometown, it has been about... more than a month in Earth time, right?
Silently click to open the system window, and when you see the transferred WeChat voice, click to open.

[Small it!Everything is fine at home, I saw your group photo in the company, it’s not bad, you’re all in the front row...]

McDonnell noticed that Mr. Wang Leng was helping him in the company's collective ps to almost C position, not a passerby on the top of the mountain.

Recalling the little things at home, McDonald was unconsciously lost in thought.

In the eyes of the women, it is natural to associate McDonald's almost non-stop fighting in all directions this year with his return to Stratholme.

Vereesa was a little shy: "I'm homesick...I'm a little bit too. I don't know how Lor'themar has built our new home."

The female ranger was obviously a little insincere.

McDonald smiled and said, "If you want the Tower of the Windrunner, just say it. As long as the Sun King allows it, I didn't say I won't let you go back."

"Really!?" Vereesa obviously became emotional, with surprise and joy in her voice, then she thought about McDonald's position, and said in a low voice: "Well... you are not afraid that I will not come back after I go? "

"I believe in you. But if the Sun King detains you, don't blame me for bringing 30 troops to ask him for someone."

What's mine is mine, no one is allowed to move.

McDonnell didn't realize how much impact his words had on the spirits of the elves.

This is not only a manifestation of Stratholme's strong leadership, but more importantly, the powerful momentum of "rushing to the crown and becoming a beauty" infected them.

The other four elves who heard these words couldn't help thinking: If it was me, would McDonald come to ask for someone like this?
It's not that I have to have something with McDonald.

But the feeling of being valued and being fought for by the opponent with astonishing strength equivalent to the power of a country... is really a bit wonderful.

It is precisely because they are all abandoned sons of Quel'Thalas, there is only harm when there is a comparison!

Sun King?cut!
Unknowingly, the Sunstrider royal family is lying down again.

McDonnell stepped forward and walked ashore: "Let's go to Stormwind City, where a new magic circle has been built, and you can go to Lordaeron City immediately."

"The fee...sorry, I forgot."

The teleportation fee at this point in time is still very expensive. Converting the consumed magic crystals into gold coins is roughly equivalent to 1 gold coins per minute.

It's a pity that McDonnell has already passed the qualification, and he also has a large number of magic stones produced by Sunwell, otherwise he can defeat many opponents just by jumping around the portal.Well, I don't know how the system will react.

The matter of leading the troops will be handed over to the Earl of Rivendell, who will slowly take the Stratholme Army back by boat in batches.

McDonnell took all the elf rangers and two thousand cavalry and spent most of the day going to Stormwind City.

The mage area of ​​Stormwind City is far from the beautiful tree-lined place of the later generations. After so many months of tossing, the ruins were barely cleared. There were broken tiles everywhere, but the most central mage tower barely resumed operation.

To put it bluntly, the Stormwind Kingdom, which is in the stage of restoring the country, is a poor ghost, and even the magic crystals needed to open the door belonged to someone.

As he had been notified of the time to go back in advance, McDonald, who was also the hero of the Second Dark Portal War, returned with his troops and received a very warm welcome.

From the mage's district where the portal is located, to the king's road, the three-kilometer block along the way is full of Lordaeronites.Not only the citizens of Lordaeron itself, but also many survivors from Silverpine Forest and Tirisfal Forest, spent several days rushing here just to see the handsome face of the war hero.

The real point of the matter is that in order to wait for McDonald, Alsace, who had already returned to the palace of Lordaeron in advance, kept it secret, just to accept the cheers of the people together.

How popular are they?
From the fact that the flower shop in Lordaeron City has been cleared for a long time, and from the fact that there is not a single wild flower left within ten kilometers around the city.

Majestic neighborhood, no matter which direction you turn your head, you can see the flower petals scattered from the terrace next to the street.

From the more expensive violets, roses, Phalaenopsis, to the ubiquitous frangipani, the entire Lordaeron has become a sea of ​​flowers.Even the guards on the side of the road who maintain order are covered with flower petals on their shoulders, and the enthusiasm of the people can be imagined.

"Long Live the Alliance!"

"Long live Lordaeron!"

"Your Highness Alsace is doing well!"

"I love you, Duke of Stratholme!"

"Duke, I want to have a baby with you—"

On the open carriage at the forefront of the procession, Alsace held McDonald's hand tightly, waved to the people, and accepted their blessings.

Tens of thousands of people yelled in every block, and McDonnell felt like he was going deaf.

People gave them the highest praise without hesitation, not only the two great heroes of Lordaeron, but also the Stratholme Knights and elf rangers behind them.

Many brave girls rushed out from the side of the road, waving handkerchiefs to the knights, or stuffing pieces of handkerchiefs with contact information into the hands of the knights.

The people of Lordaeron are relatively cautious about elves.Since they were told in advance that sending flowers was allowed, basically every ranger held flowers in his arms.

Most of the elves are arrogant, abandoned and "trafficked" to the human territory, and they used to be more or less uncomfortable.However, after more than half a year of fighting, getting along with humans day and night, killing so many orcs, and then gaining the sincere gratitude of so many humans, every elf has a sincere smile on his face.

Except Vereesa.

"Damn, those shameless women..." The elves were also very open, but Vereesa had never seen it before, and a Lordaeron girl could be so enthusiastic that she needed to show a mosaic weapon to McDonald.

But Vereesa's expression suddenly dimmed.

It seems that the real opponent is in the palace of Lordaeron!

The grand parade was originally only planned to last for an hour.However, the people were too enthusiastic, and they walked for three hours in a mere three kilometers. When they arrived at the gate of the palace, it seemed that McDonald and the second idiot were buried in a pile of petals.

After entering, McDonnell ignored a certain humanoid object suspected to be the king in the front, passed him, and saw Kalia for the first time.

It's hard to imagine that a person's eyes can be complicated enough to squeeze in multiple emotions at the same time-sadness, sadness, anticipation, hope, and gratification.

"I'm back." McDonald nodded simply.

"Welcome back." There were tears in the corners of his eyes, and that was still the brightest smile in midsummer.

(End of this chapter)