Stormwind God

Chapter 177: Choose it-

It was white cicada-thin gloves made of ice. Although it is made of ice, it is indeed the shape of white gloves.

So ... what does Duke mean?

"Whoever refuses to come and fight me !! Who? Who else ?!"

If the aristocracy was trembling, no one would dare to put one.

Duke roared like thunder: "Yes! I just insult you! Look down on you! If the aristocracy is indifferent and selfish, greedy for life and fear of death, disregarding the law of the country, corruption and corruption, self-esteem and nobility! Then this aristocracy ... My Count, I am not proper It's up! "

As soon as this remark was made, the room was quiet.

Improper count? If in peace time, the nobles would growl and scream. What do you think of the face of Stormwind Kingdom?

But now, Duke is really indispensable.

Almost all sailors and fishermen are Duke people. Duke, who had regained the warship, suddenly went to the top of the navy. And the unknown Naga and Murloc Legion.

Countless people now only remember a Duke of Neptune that saved everyone's lives, a Duke who risked killing 100,000 orcs in an orc camp, and a Duke who killed the Demon King for human survival, but was unconscious It forgets the defeated King Ryan who fell into the territories.

It is no exaggeration to say that Duke, whether admitted or not, is already a banner of hope in the hearts of the people.

Now Duke says this count is inappropriate?

With Duke's strength, Duke's fame, and Duke's wealth, which human country does he go to as a guest?

Once there was no Duke, Stormwind's entire line of defense might collapse in three days, and then hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians were blamed by the orcs.

To a certain extent, it should be that the stormy kingdom of the ruined family can't hold the great **** Duke.

Correct! It's Duke now!

Ryan stood up stupidly, looking at Duke with an unbelievable look. He never thought that things would go to this point. Duke stood completely on the opposite side of the aristocracy he maintained.

He couldn't even say a word of "no" to him.

Duke turned back horribly, staring at King Ryan: "Yes! I'm forcing the palace! But I'm not asking for more power, I'm just forcing your Majesty to be sober!"

Taking a step forward boldly, Duke held his chest up and abdomen: "Never lived noble! Noble people are noble only because of their noble behavior! The Soradin Emperor who founded the Arathor Empire is so. The abandoned people came here thousands of years ago. The same is true of the founding king of the Valley of Storms. Why is it noble? Why did the first king set the iron rule of no military merit? "

The entire Chamber was silent, except for the sound of wind passing through the windows and passing the hall. Not only the high men such as kings and dukes present here, but even the royal guards who stood by the side seemed to be thinking, they stroked the lion glyphs on the sword-pan, with a thoughtful look in their eyes.

Duke's voice continued to sound.

"Why? Not just for today !? To be like today, when human beings are in danger of extinction, there can be heroes and leaders who truly stand in their way, and lead people out of their predicament and out of despair !?"

In the hall, the aristocracy's eyes dimmed and dimmed, but the glory in the eyes of Lane, Anduin, Berwal and the guards brightened.

"Stormwind is doomed to fall, but someday in the future, when Stormwind is to be regained, when this great kingdom is to be restored ... please answer me, Her Majesty Wrynn the great and wise." Speaking of this, Duke suddenly Looking up, sharp eyes stare at Ryan:

"In the end, do you expect these so-called nobles who abandoned the nation when the calamity came and fled with their wealth to serve you? Or do you hope that those warriors who are truly willing to fight blood for the future of all humanity !?"

"Tell me Your Majesty Ryan Wrynn! And everyone who has brightened their eyes at the scene! Tell me, who do you choose!" A stone brick, every wall decoration, every inch of ceiling, echoed Duke's questioning.

Only for a moment, everyone who was really courageous at the scene pulled his sword out of the sheath and raised the long sword in his hand.

"I choose Duke Marcus!" Windsor, who had saved the king's life, came first, which was the choice of the Kingdom's loyal ministers.

"Duke Marcus!" The Duke of Fortagan, who was just now, was out of rank, holding up his sword, which was the choice of the kingdom minister. Near him, there were nearly ten superior nobles who had just become famous holding up their swords.

"Duke!" Azeroth, the lion, the king's small, most loyal and courageous Sir Lothar, also raised his long sword and made his most important choice.

"Father King! I choose Duke!" The sole heir of the kingdom, the future king, and the next generation of legend Varian Wrynn made a bet on the future of the entire kingdom!

Reginald Windsor, Berwal Fortagan, Anduin Lothar ... One after another heroes familiar with later generations showed their attitudes with actions, even in the third batch of ships Withdrawing, Prince Varian Wrynn, who was still sitting in the Chamber, also raised his dagger and shouted in unison with them:

"Duke! Duke! Duke! Duke"

This sound, like the howling wind, like the thunderous thunder that penetrated the soul, crashed into Lane's heart.

Ryan felt like he was in an extremely quiet world.

There is nothing in the world, only his own voice is shouting strongly. The voice that is becoming extremely clear and precise comes from himself, from his ancestors, from heroes who have given their lives for the survival and reproduction of human beings.

Countless voices converged into a unique force, driving him to make a choice at this tributary of fate.

The hot blood was roaring from his heart, flowing out to his limbs, to his internal organs, to every corner of his body, heated and surging!

Standing on Sanchakou, his eyes seemed to see the future for a moment.

To the left, he seemed to see the stormy kingdom that trusted the corrupt aristocracy completely destroyed in flames.

To the right, he seemed to see the destroyed Stormwind City reborn from the flames with the co-operation of loyal and capable officials such as Duke and Anduin.

Yes, at the end of this heroic epic, he may not be able to see it. The new era must belong to the next generation. Yet he was able to compose a glorious beginning for this great human epic.

For a moment, Ryan was so shocked that he couldn't help himself.

He pulled out the King's sword and raised his head, his eyes seemed to penetrate the mist of fate.

Ryan, make up your mind! (To be continued.)

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