Here is the large-scale fragrance scene of the rangers. Over there, Alleria knows that this is someone Mai's conspiracy, 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 even opened his mouth so wide that he could stuff an apple into it: "Well, it seems that Sir Stratholme and I have never met before? Why do I become the main condition?"
Alleria rubbed her brows and smiled bitterly: "I don't know either. He won't let go. Moreover, if our sisters and you don't go, he won't send troops."
Lor'themar: "..."
Halduron patted Lor'themar on the shoulder: "Consider it an honor, we are just adding to it."
Halduron's bitter smile deepened, he was 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 parliament.
After hearing her report, the Sun King and the councilors were stunned.
I thought the other party would ask for an exorbitant price, but who would have thought that they would offer such bizarre conditions?
There's nothing to say about the Windrunner sisters and Broomeux changing jobs. Who's to say they can't pay the ransom?
Looking at the parchment stamped with Stratholme's fire paint seal, they all had a common question - who is Lor'themar Theron?
"It seems to be the deputy of Ranger General Sylvanas Windrunner, right?" Archmage Belovar was not too sure.
I quickly retrieved the files, and a group of big guys looked around, but none of them had any clues.
As a senior ranger, Lor'themar's combat prowess and commanding power are definitely excellent, but that's all. There is a certain gap between his level and the three Windrunner sisters.
The Sun King and the others were not time travellers, so there was no way they knew that what McDonald valued was Lor'themar's versatility.
At this point in time, Lor'themar is just a ranger captain. If it hadn't been for the blood elves era, when almost all the mages were on the street, and Lor'themar rushed to take over the dilapidated Silvermoon City, who would have known that this guy was actually involved in internal affairs.
And diplomatic talent?
Not to mention other people, even Lor'themar himself couldn't possibly know - it turns out that this is how I held my grandpa in his mouth.
Because of this, conspiracy theories have the soil to take root and grow rapidly.
After Alleria retreated, Yin-Yang Master Darkan sneered: "Do you still need to watch? It is clear that the ranger family headed by Windrunner has a rebellious heart and decided to surrender to the human Duke."
The Sun King, who had originally been very fond of Alleria for guarding the country's borders for more than three thousand years, couldn't help but feel a knot in his heart at this moment, and couldn't help but think of the scene when his father was exiled by the night elves who believed in Druid teachings.
Thinking again, if the rangers hadn't insisted not to burn the forest, they would have broken into Zul'Aman long ago...
The more the Sun King tastes, the less delicious it becomes.
Sure enough, a ranger who respects 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 congressmen, completed the py transaction, and said an ancient elf proverb, which translated into common human language probably means: The melons that are forced are not sweet, so 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, compared to those female monkeys jumping around in the trees all day long, Liadrin is the real noble daughter."
deliver?
Still not sending it?
The answer is simple.
A female priest who believes in the Holy Light? What does this have to do with our Master?
Send, send, send!
So happily decided!
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 turned to serve Duke Stratholme and no longer served Quill.
A member of Thalass. And Lor'themar Theron must immediately go to the human military camp to the south to swear allegiance to the Duke of Stratholme."
Even though they were notified by Alleria and were mentally prepared, the rangers' faces were still full of pain when they were truly abandoned by their motherland and compatriots.
No discussion, not even inquiry? Just a notification? They were treated casually like worthless goods.
Lor'themar was shaking all over. He glared angrily at the official who came to deliver the order: "Can I bring my family with me?"
"Of course? This is your right? Serve the human Mr. Theron." The official did not hide his disdain for Lor'themar, a former compatriot who was about to serve the short-lived species.
"Okay! I'm leaving now!"
I don't know how many rangers have confusion and sadness in their eyes - what do our efforts to defend Silvermoon City these days mean?
Especially when all recognized ranger bosses change jobs, whether actively or passively, this brings a strong psychological impact to the rangers.
When they know that the Parliament has canceled various benefits for them and their relatives as citizens? No matter how stupid they are, they know that the Parliament is forcing them to get out together with the Windrunner sisters.
What if? The rangers are still prepared for the Silvermoon Council's notification of transfer? Liadrin was really confused.
People are sitting at home, and pots come from heaven.
who I am?
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 attracted by a human duke for no reason.
All she knew about Macdonald was just the bad rumors in aristocratic salons, such as "coward", "despicable duke", and "bitch who only knows how to pick up leaks".
The 'expert on betraying compatriots' in front of her, the famous Silver Moon Councilor Darkan, had a cold face.
"Your complaint is meaningless. This is a joint decision between His Majesty and the Council. We also know that this is difficult for you to accept, but at this time when Silvermoon City and Quel'dorei are facing great danger, please Your Majesty the Countess to help me.
Make sacrifices for the survival of the race. The Quel'dorei will remember your contribution."
"Wait! I'm looking for..."
"Child, I'm here." An old priest entered at the door. He was Liadrin's mentor, High Priest Von Delor.
"Teacher, I..."
Her teacher hugged her ashamedly: "Child, we are sorry for you. But this is the only way we can think of to save Silvermoon City. You go over... that human Duke shouldn't make things difficult for you. I heard that he
He is the godson of Archbishop Alonsos Faol of the Holy Light. Archbishop Faol is a noble man, and his godson should not be so... bad."
Liadrin looked as if she was dumbfounded. With Darkan's gesture, a large number of royal maids and the ceremonial ladies in charge of palace etiquette emerged from behind. Before she could react, she was overwhelmed by the ceremonial officers and maids.
At eight o'clock in the morning, McDonald, who had just gotten up and brushed his teeth, heard that the elves had sent people. As soon as he excitedly came to the living room of the bunker, he saw the female priest Liadrin who was wearing a high imitation clairvoyance robe.
, folding his hands on his chest, looking at him with shame and anger.
