I haven’t been back for a year, and except for my parents’ faces, all other faces have faded in my memory.
It seems, it seems, it seems, that I still have a rumored girlfriend on Earth?
McDonald glanced at the row of long white legs in front of him and was very sure that he didn't actually have a girlfriend in his hometown.
This is how people are, the further away from home, the more they miss it.
Think about it, it's been...more than a month since you left your hometown, calculated in earth time, right?
Silently click on the system window, see the transferred WeChat voice, click on it.
McDonald noticed that Mr. Wang helped him reach almost a C position in the company's collective competition, and was not a passerby on the top of the mountain.
Recalling every detail of his family, McDonald was unconsciously lost in thought.
In the eyes of the girls, it was natural to associate Macdonald's almost non-stop campaign in the past year with his eagerness to return to Stratholme City.
Vereesa was a little shy: "I feel homesick...I feel a little bit too. I wonder how Lor'themar has built our new home."
The female ranger obviously didn't mean what she said.
McDonald smiled slightly and said: "If you want the Tower of Windrunner, just say so. As long as the Sun King allows it, I'm not saying I won't let you go back."
"Really!?" Veresa was clearly in a mood, with surprise and excitement in her voice. Then she considered Macdonald's position and whispered: "Well... aren't you afraid that I won't come back if I go?
"
"I believe you. But if the Sun King detains you, don't blame me for bringing an army of 300,000 people over to ask him for someone."
What's mine is mine, no one is allowed to touch it.
McDonald had no idea how much of a psychological impact his words had on the elves.
This is not only a reflection of Stratholme's strong leadership, but more importantly, the powerful momentum of "turning a crown into a beauty in anger" infected them.
The other four female elves who heard these words couldn't help but wonder: If it were me, would McDonald's come to ask for someone like this?
It doesn’t mean that I and McDonald’s must have something.
But the feeling of being taken seriously and being competed for by the opponent with astonishing strength equivalent to the power of a country... is really a bit wonderful.
Precisely because they are both abandoned sons of Quel'Thalas, the comparison is hurtful!
Sun King? Tsk!
Unknowingly, the Sun Chaser royal family was in trouble again.
McDonald opened his legs and walked ashore: "Let's go to Stormwind City. A new magic circle has been built there. You can reach Lordaeron City immediately."
"The cost...sorry, I forgot."
The transmission fee at this point in time is still very expensive. Converting the consumed magic crystals into gold coins, it is approximately equal to 100 gold coins per minute.
It's a pity that McDonald's is already qualified and has a large number of magic stones produced by the Sunwell on hand. Otherwise, just by jumping left and right through the portal, he would defeat a lot of people. Well, I don't know how the system will react.
The matter of leading the troops will be left to Earl Rivendell. He will take the Stratholme Army and slowly return by boat in batches.
MacDonald took all the elven rangers and two thousand cavalry and spent most of the day going to Stormwind City.
The mage district of Stormwind City is far from the beautiful tree-lined place of later generations. It took so many months to barely clean up the ruins. There are broken tiles everywhere, but the mage tower in the center has barely resumed operation.
To put it bluntly, the Kingdom of Stormwind, which is in the stage of restoration, is extremely poor. Even the magic crystals needed to open the door are from someone else.
Since he had known the time to return in advance, and as a hero of the Second Dark Portal War, Macdonken led his troops back and received a very warm welcome.
From the mage district where the portal is located to the King's Road, the three-kilometer block along the way is crowded with Lordaeronians. Not only the citizens of Lordaeron itself, there are many survivors from Silverpine Forest and Tirisfal Glades.
, spent several days rushing here just to catch a glimpse of the handsome face of the war hero.
The real point of the matter is that in order to wait for MacDonald, Arthas, 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?
You can tell from the fact that the flower shops in Lordaeron have been cleared out for the first time in a long time, and from the fact that not a single wild flower is left within ten kilometers of the city.
In this majestic neighborhood, no matter which direction you turn your head, you can see the flower petals scattered from the terraces along the street.
From the more expensive violets, roses, phalaenopsis, to plumerias that can be seen everywhere, the entire Lordaeron has become a sea of flowers. Even the city guards who maintain order on the roadside have their shoulders covered with petals. You can imagine the enthusiasm of the people.
Know.
"Long live the Alliance!"
"Long live Lordaeron!"
"Well done, Your Highness Alsace!"
"Duke of Stratholme I love you!"
"Duke, I want to have a baby with you."
In the open carriage at the front of the procession, Alsace held Macdonald's hand tightly, held it high and waved to the people, accepting their blessings.
Tens of thousands of people were shouting on every block, and McDonald 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 knights of Stratholme and the elven rangers behind them.
Many brave girls rushed out from the roadside, waving handkerchiefs to the knights, or stuffing handkerchiefs with contact information into their hands.
The people of Lordaeron are relatively reserved when it comes to elves. Since they were informed in advance that they were allowed to send flowers, basically every ranger had their arms filled with flowers.
Most of the elves are arrogant. They were abandoned and 'traducted' to human territory, and they were more or less uncomfortable. However, after more than half a year of fighting, living with humans day and night, killing so many orcs, and then gaining
In response to the sincere gratitude of so many humans, every elf had a heartfelt smile on his face.
Except Vereesa.
"Damn it, those shameless women..." The elves were also very open-minded, but Vereesa had never seen that a Lordaeron girl could be so enthusiastic that she revealed a murder weapon that needed to be mosaicd to McDonald.
But Vereesa's expression suddenly dimmed.
It seems that the real enemy is in the Palace of Lordaeron!
The grand parade was originally only planned to last for a few hours. However, the people were too enthusiastic. It took them three hours to walk along a mere three kilometers. When they arrived at the gate of the palace, McDonald and the two idiots seemed to be buried in a flower petal.
It's in the pile.
After entering, McDonald ignored the humanoid object that was suspected to be the king at first, passed him, and saw Kalia for the first time.
It’s hard to imagine that a person’s eyes can be so complex that they can contain multiple emotions at the same time, including sadness, sorrow, anticipation, hope, and relief.
"I'm back." McDonald nodded simply.
"Welcome back." There were tears in the corners of his eyes, but it was still the brightest smile in midsummer.
