Vereesa's clear eyes immediately became misty and misty.
Whether it was the ranger's hunting instinct or her sixth sense, she could feel that this young human had extremely complex emotions, and she didn't even know whether she should believe this.
No matter what, this sentence is the greatest compliment to the Windrunner family!
More than 2,000 years ago, with the rise of Lordaeron, the elven kingdom Quel'Thalas and Lordaeron drew a land as a boundary, delineating the boundaries of Stratholme. At that time, Alleria Windrunner, the eldest sister of the Windrunner family, served as the ranger general.
When a promise is given, this sentence is used.
This means that Windrunner's arrows will never hit allies!
More than two thousand years have passed. Under the threat of the common enemy, the trolls, the two races have lived in peace and harmony, which has also witnessed the gold content of this sentence.
This goes beyond the scope of an oath, and is more like a testimony of the greatest friendship between humans and high elves.
In order to avoid cheating, McDonald dug out the record of this dusty saying from the family tree. In fact, no one had used it for hundreds of years, and it had been thrown into an unknown corner by this damn family.
Such words are useless to the steady eldest sister and the thoughtful second sister, but to Veresa, who is more out-tempered and has a purer heart... once she used it, she was immediately moved to tears.
It’s true that as soon as I realized something was wrong, I rushed back to save the situation.
Uh, no, McDonald must be hiding something. In fact, he is very strong and does not need my rescue...
It was clear that complex emotions such as shock, touching, recognition, joy, etc. were all reflected on her face. Veresa awkwardly puffed out her chest, gave a slight bow, and spoke.
Um?
It's obviously the same sound, but McDonald's sounds like it's the sound of wind.
A glance at the system prompt revealed that it was: [Vereesa is using a language that only each other can hear (Whisper of the Wind) on the host].
"Sir Macdonken Stratholme, I admire you. I will keep this friendship of fighting side by side in my heart. No matter what happens, the Windrunner family will welcome you as a friend."
Seemingly ordinary polite words, because of the word "no matter", it immediately has a different interpretation, which even implies that if you can't get along, I will cover you.
McDonald wanted to laugh when he heard it. It was said that the Ranger family of Windrunner, no matter how fortress they were, was miserable in Quel'Thalas where the Master was in power. Even if the races were different, the humans would give them a name.
The sunshine of recognition, she can shine like this, this is really...
"At this moment, there should be some wine!" McDonald smiled and snapped his fingers in a gesture familiar to the attendant.
At this time, there was no living troll in the entire camp.
The surroundings were in chaos, but it could not conceal everyone's ecstatic atmosphere after victory.
The two priests, the green dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right, took their seats, and naturally there were attendants who brought the wine glasses.
Holding up a 2-gold bottle of [Lordaeron Rice Wine] to Vereesa, the cool guy used the system's translator to blurt out a sentence in Quel'Thalas, translating it into the common language of humans, that is
【Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are like blood, and colleagues sing to each other over wine】!
You know, this is a battlefield dripping with blood and broken limbs everywhere.
If it were any noble girl, she would probably be scared to death.
But for the three Windrunner girls who have gone through countless battlefields without losing a single defeat, there is no better decoration than a dead troll.
Looking at Macdonald's pale face, which was obviously as handsome as an elf master's, but filled with the heroism unique to a true warrior, Vereesa always had a subtle sense of contradiction in her heart.
But this feeling disappeared without a trace with the great [God of War Charge] that seemed to go upstream.
Once upon a time, she had always thought that McDonald was just an unrealistic person who was greedy for great achievements and used the lives of his subordinates to gain merit. Gradually, she felt that he was still a little clever and quite generous. Who knew that in that thin body?
, actually contains such amazing courage?
If you are not a real man, how can you have the courage to charge into the waves of death!?
Unfortunately, her thoughts are destined not to be known to anyone. If someone tells her that she was tricked by the system's charge explanation, I really don't know how she will react.
But after hearing such poetic and heroic words, she happily accepted McDonald's toast.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they clinked the glasses, they saw McDonald pouring the wine away with his backhand.
Uh-huh?
Little question mark, do you have many friends?
McDonald smiled mysteriously (evilly): "The first cup is for those comrades who died at the hands of trolls!"
Vereesa immediately noticed that it turned out that the wine was poured on half of the dead ghost Tarrekin's head. Her heart was suddenly moved, and her eyes had a hint of water vapor. She followed suit: "Respect our comrades in arms of humans and high elves!"
All the surrounding human soldiers scattered expensive wine on the ground.
"Second cup, here's to the nearly three thousand years of friendship between high elves and humans!"
I mean, Hong Kong, the high elves have eyes higher than the top, and humans don’t bother to warm up to each other. The two sides just have no chance to fight because there are trolls who keep playing restoration. There is no real relationship, basically.
They were in a state of incommunicado until old age. Occasionally, a dirty Lordaeron noble would send a small team to capture a female elf as a family heirloom, and at a certain period of time, the atmosphere between the two parties would become tense.
But now that I am happy, I will do whatever the leader says.
This time everyone is toasting.
"Third cup, to the friendship between the Stratholme family and the Windrunner family!" While toasting, MacDonald whispered in response to his previous words: "No matter what happens, the Stratholme family will always welcome Ms. Vereesa."
Ahem, when you are really in trouble, I will already run back to the earth.
Here, Veresa was really surprised.
In fact, the identities of the two parties are not equal.
On the elven side, there are seven lords of the Silver Moon Council under the Sun King, and there are other magistrates below. The Windrunner family is not among the top ten in terms of political status.
The Stratholme family is one of the three giants of Lordaeron, and directly governs one-third of the kingdom's land. The family's territory alone is not much less than that of Quel'Thalas.
As for the McDonald's, the portion is a bit heavy.
It was Vereesa's turn to feel a little embarrassed: "Your Excellency, you have spoken harshly."
McDonald smiled and told the truth: "I am not in good health. That move [War God Charge] consumed too much of my physical strength. After killing Tarekin, I was actually exhausted. Mr. Windrunner just saved me."
Killed me!"
Pooh!
A man’s mouth is a liar!
Mom, I don’t believe it!
…
Not to mention Veresa, even Lafayette and Saidan next to her didn't believe it. They only thought it was Macdonald's modesty.
Is that kind of brute force charge that is even more exaggerated than a bulldozer possible for people with weak bones? Could it be that the trolls you killed were all paper men? And those stuffed with stun time stuck in them?
The barrel of the gun is absolutely sure of the duration of the effect of his skills, and he has the ultimate control over his skills!
You practice secretly behind your back, right?
Vereesa said firmly: "No, Your Excellency, you are too humble."
