Stratholme God

Chapter 722 Thrall is in a hurry
When McDonnell traveled to Yunnan when he was a child, he heard that there was once a Miao boy who had a good relationship with his childhood sweetheart who was as beautiful as a fairy.

He was forced into marriage by a beautiful girl just after he was admitted to university.

At this time, he was not even of legal marriage age.

Around him, there are many similar things.It doesn't matter if you can't get a marriage certificate. Anyway, the banquet is held, and the villagers all know about it.

Those who should give birth to a baby will have to make up a certificate when they are old enough.

He fully imagined what the future of his life would be—just like his parents and grandparents, he could almost see himself decades later.

He refuses to be bound.

The world is so big, he still wants to go out and see.

Many years later, he became famous, but no matter how his friends and relatives introduced girls to him, he could never regain the feeling he had for his childhood sweetheart.Back in his small village, he saw her again.

She has been bent back by life, she is no longer beautiful, and has fallen into the mortal world.

After the two looked at each other, they smiled awkwardly.

A trick of fate made the two of them become parallel lines after all.

He looked at her who had turned into another yellow-faced woman.

She looked at him who was a successful man in a suit and leather shoes.

The two felt lost at the same time, but they were relatively speechless.

There are many similar stories around everyone.

[Childhood sweetheart lost to heaven] has become a stalk.

McDonald felt sad.

In the surviving royal families on earth, its members seldom get married in their early 20s. It is not a problem to be in the third year, and it is normal to be in the fourth year.One of the simplest reasons is that the marriages of royal family members involve too much.

McDonnell used Tyrande as a shield to drive away Catherine Proudmoore a while ago.

His old courtiers collectively fried the pot.

Everyone knows that Mai is an elf lover, who would have thought that McDonald would 'really' want to marry a night elf high priest?

This is obviously not in the interests of the various vassals in the Federation.

The result is good.

Don't care about the attitude of your own daughter, anyway, Abedis promotes Bridget, Mograine promotes her adopted daughter Sally Whitemane, Barov promotes Ilucia, and even Haas doesn't know where to recognize her. The adopted daughter came out, not to mention that Kaizi silently encouraged Countess Liadrin to find a way to cook raw rice with McDonald.

After the family is big and the business is big, it is indispensable for the subordinates to have their own hills.

McDonald is now no matter who he marries, he will hurt the hearts of a large number of people.

It's okay when there is a war, as long as the situation calms down a little bit, a group of high-ranking teasers will come to make trouble peacefully and legally (forced marriage).

It made McDonald's mentality explode, at least physically and mentally exhausted.

How can it be so easy to remove the traditional thinking rooted in these guys' minds?
Worst of all, even Macdonald could not hide in Alonsus Faona.

The old archbishop was in poor health.

Think about it, when Alonsus said that he wanted to see his McDonald's child before he died, how did you ask someone from McDonnell to answer?

Kalia was concerned about the bad reputation of the old man, so she refused to marry or have children.

After Cirvanas succeeded in raiding McDonald's, she had an abnormal mentality, only willing to give birth but not to marry.

What can McDonald do?

It's all right now, it's time for Vereesa to directly A.

To be honest, McDonnell felt guilty before, so he ignored Vereesa's hints, such as asking him to hunt or go for a walk, and refused to go.

But now, McDonald dared not look into Vereesa's eyes.

He sat down a little slumped, talking about his predicament and sins in detail.

"That's the fact. It's wrong for me to marry anyone. And then, the two I'm good at won't marry me. I'm stuck here." McDonald smiled wryly: "It's ridiculous to say, I can decide Thousands of people live and die, but they cannot decide their own destiny."

Vereesa walked over slowly, hugged McDonald's head gently, and kissed his forehead.

"I don't want to brag about how beautiful I am, how outstanding I am, and whether my status is noble. I don't want to put me and Miss Kalia on your emotional balance. I just want to say..." Vereesha paused After a while, A went up: "But I firmly believe that I must be the one who admires you the most and loves you the most in the world."

This... It's hard to end if you don't get married!
McDonald froze.

After a while, his body began to soften.

"Well, I will show you the secrets of the Stratholme family."

……

That night, McDonald took Vereesa to visit the arsenal of the Stratholme family.

McDonnell demonstrates how to process the barrel of the gun grenade developed by Stratholme.

As a portable large-caliber artillery, the 40mm diameter and 180mm long rifle grenade naturally needs a perfectly fitting barrel.

The standard processing method is first to heat the barrel by friction. After the barrel softens, then use the ancestral gun grenade mold of the Stratholme family instead of the punch to hit it, directly smashing the seal on the barrel.

The soft silver blank on the seal can be ignored. After the mold enters the barrel, there is no need to worry if the barrel is too narrow. It can be widened into a shape suitable for grenades after repeated development.

After dozens of reciprocating adjustments, the lubricating oil that comes with the barrel is successfully activated to better protect the barrel.

Looking at Macdonald who was holding the end of the M-shaped handle tightly with both hands and was working hard to process the barrel, Vereesa sympathetically helped MacDonald wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Men and women match, work is not tiring, McDonald will work harder.

About 999 times of processing, let the grenade enter the firing state.

"Almost ready for test firing."

"it is good!"

Feeling the powerful explosion, Vereesa showed a sweet smile.

The next morning, Earl Barov, who had nothing to do, came to Macdonald for a walk. As soon as he entered the castle, he saw MacDonald and Vereesa blowing cold wind on the top floor of the castle tower.

The four legs were dangling, and the old duke's heart skipped a beat when he saw that leisurely look.

As a veteran politician, how could the old Duke not know what happened?
"Don't worry, Barov, as long as there is no official announcement for a day, then Ilucia still has a chance." The old earl quickly adjusted his mentality, and walked to the tower with the most upright appearance: "Good day, my lord ;Good day, Lady Windrunner."

"Ah, good morning Aiqing." McDonald did not shy away from it.Instead, Vereesa next to her blushed and was a little at a loss.

The old earl seriously talked about the "old news" last night: "Your Excellency Rivendell informed that the Horde has sent envoys to the Forest Fortress. He held up the envoys as scheduled."

"Very good. Let the envoy see the alliance's 'incompetence' and 'bureaucracy'."

Reporting layer by layer, procrastination in handling affairs, fancy getting stuck, and plucking wild goose.

In fact, this is the normal state of large organizations. An efficient system like the alliance is abnormal.

Later, when McDonnell knew that the third wave of messengers came within five days, the visitors were even Woking, he was sure—Thal was in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)