When Arthas calls Neltharion "Brother", wouldn't it be possible for me, McDonald, to call Neltharion "Brother Neltharion"?
Ahem!
The seniority is a bit confusing!
From beginning to end, McDonald looked at the humanoid black dragon father and daughter who appeared with playful eyes.
It must be admitted that Neltharion understands the aesthetics of nobles very well.
He has a strong body, slender black straight hair, and a handsome face that looks very much like Sephiroth in Final Fantasy 7. He combines masculinity with the handsome temperament generally favored by human nobles in Azeroth. He is handsome.
Without losing his prowess.
Even without the so-called little magic, McDonald must admit that if he had a daughter, he would want her to marry such a handsome man.
He wore a very Alterac-style dress with a white background and gold rims, which perfectly highlighted his slender and straight figure.
If this 'Lord of Presto' is a strong pine on a snow-capped mountain, then the lovely person next to it is a blooming red rose.
Her wavy black hair, parted three-quarters, covers a little of her left eye, making her temperament even more mysterious.
The deep rose red sleeveless dress is paired with white trim, and the white belt reveals her exquisite figure. A pair of white jade-like young arms look extremely charming under the light from the glazed windows of the throne room.
The man is handsome and the woman is pretty.
What a pair of hotties. Well, it's Biren'er.
Alas, it's all because of Mr. Mai's preconceptions. He just marked a cross sign on someone's forehead in advance and wrote the five words "Ten Thousand Years Old Cunt". It's a sin!
When the two 'brothers and sisters' entered the venue, the courtesy officer naturally introduced their identities and origins.
According to the submitted genealogy, they were from Queen Aiden's side, and could be considered the aunt and uncle of the Crown Prince of Alterac. They were just on the edge of three generations of blood relatives.
To be honest, in this era of limited information, it would be good to know the relatives on the king's side. Who knows what relatives the queen has.
In this day and age, it is easier said than done to fake one's identity. It is said to be difficult.
First, you have to get past the many guards and come across the family tree. After changing it, you also need to add a seal and signature.
The second is to add a "comic strip". Every year, the palace painter will draw at least a portrait of three generations of blood relatives of the royal family, sign it and stamp it with the royal seal.
The last thing is the witness. If there is no witness, who will believe that you are of royal blood? Especially if you are here to fight for the throne!
As a result, the genealogy and comic strips of the Alterac royal family were circulated among the kings of various countries, but none of them found anything fishy.
McDonald was so happy that he wanted to applaud.
In this era when there is no carbon 14-certified antiques, the counterfeiters are so professional. It can only be said that they are professionals. This kind of fakes are absolutely awesome.
What's even more awesome is the acting skills of the black dragon father and daughter.
To be fair, it was almost impossible for civilians to disguise themselves as nobles in this era, not even knights.
One etiquette level can kill % of Xibei goods.
What kind of etiquette is required for each level of nobles, such as walking, sitting upright, drinking water, etc. Every movement has extremely stringent requirements, accurate to the centimeter.
Lower-level nobles such as barons and knights cannot even afford a truly important etiquette teacher.
Then, while maintaining etiquette, how to adjust the posture of each movement and show true elegance. This skill can even knock off the newly promoted earl.
Once someone fails to meet the standards, the nobles will not say anything to your face, but they will definitely arrange for you later, and then the entire circle will treat you as a bumpkin and won't let you play.
If McDonald's soul hadn't passed through him and inherited all the lifestyle habits engraved into his DNA, he would have betrayed him.
At this moment, what is displayed in front of everyone may not be a human being, but in front of the iron-jawed old dragon's ten thousand years of insidious cultivation skills, it seems that the other kings are real dogs.
"Good day, Your Majesty Terenas Menethil! Good day..." The bosses greeted each other one by one. Every boss who was read by Lord Prestor's name and saluted felt like a spring breeze.
Feel.
That kind of magnetic voice at the level of a professional voice actor can really tickle your fancy.
And Countess Catalina perfectly demonstrated her temperament of a perfect aristocratic daughter who is slightly shy but overall generous.
Not to brag, everyone, including a certain time traveler, was shocked by the elegant temperament and conversation of this brother and sister.
After a greeting, Lord Prestor made an impassioned speech, denounced the injustice of his ghostly distant relative Aiden, and then vividly described the people of Alterac suffering from the remnants of the orcs, and begged the most powerful Lordaeron.
The king bestowed upon this snow-white land 'peace and justice'.
"This is a joint letter from all the existing nobles in Alterac. They are all looking forward to the arrival of the King of Lordaeron."
A huge parchment scroll, with hundreds of signatures stamped with fire seals, to prove that Lordaeron's rule of Alterac is what the people want.
Not only that, but seven or eight viscounts and barons were also allowed to enter, shouting "Long live the old man" and making speeches asking him for help.
You are well!
This is what Lao Taizi knows how to play. It is clear that the Menethil royal family has been coveting the land of Alterac for hundreds of years. But when they turned back, they asked them to offer their allegiance and took advantage of it. First of all, your king is seeking death.
You were raped, and then in order for the innocent human civilians to live a happy life again, I had no choice but to send troops to exterminate the orcs in your place, and by the way, I rule you who have lost your king. You must be grateful to Dedeha!
Then, Lao Taizi declined twice, and Lord Prestor strongly requested twice, before Lao Taizi reluctantly accepted.
"In this case, for the sake of the future of the people of Alterac, I can only accept it. Of course, I will not treat the people of Alterac badly. I hereby solemnly submit a marriage request to Lord Presto, and hope that you can allow it.
My beloved son Arthas marries Countess Katrina Prestor. In this way, the blood of Lordaeron and Alterac will be fused into one, and there will no longer be any distinction between each other. There will be no more discrimination.
and prejudice…”
Ah! How great!
Even the kings watching the show were moved!
Everything is perfect, as long as the Presto siblings are genuine...
At this moment, [The Burning Dawn in the Sky], who accompanied McDonald as the Archmage to attend the throne meeting, broadcast the entire scene live.
The system channel was filled with howls of ghosts and wolves.
【s】: "Damn it! I bet a silver coin, I really believe it!"
[Xiaoqi Lai Meiyun]: "Isn't this the legendary saying of being unable to let go of a child and catching the dragon?"
[Not]: "This time I feel like I can explode some scales to make a black dragon heavy armor."
Here, the kings from all over the world are naturally congratulating each other. Lao Taizi is so ruthless, devoting his only prince to him, and looks so good when eating, you can't even accept it!
As a result, the Throne Conference began to change, and the style of painting moved in the direction of "first meeting, single recommendation, marriage".
In the evening, a grand ball was held in the palace, which was also a welcome ceremony for the brother and sister.
During the first dance, Alsace looked extremely nervously at his slim fiancée not far away, and turned around: "McDonald's, I'm too nervous, what should I do?"
"It's okay, let Brother Wei help you test her depth first!"
