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In Lordaeron, when Arthas returned, countless civilians were waving flowers, and countless flowers were dancing in the air. Arthas, wearing armor, looked up at the slowly falling red petals. He reached out and caught one of them, and the flower was still blooming with vitality in his hand. Looking at those people who were shouting enthusiastically, his heart was slightly moved, perhaps this was his base.
Marlan followed Arthas quietly. Since she had decided to follow Arthas, she even gave up her title of Storm Kingdom. Following Arthas, she could gain more!
"Hey, being such a sentimental prince isn't your style."
Chromie suddenly sat on Arthas's shoulders. She looked petite and cute in her female dwarf form. However, in this form, it would be difficult for Arthas's huge thing to enter. Wouldn't it tear her apart?
"No sadness, just some emotion. Being a prince is very stressful. Humans are not like dragons, who have the Dragon King as their commander and no opposition from below. The intrigues among the human nobles would consume a lot of my energy and time. On the contrary, these commoners are the most simple."
Arthas didn't hate all nobles, but he hated the greedy and indifferent nobles the most. People like Tirio, who was already an earl, led the troops to fight on the front line, which was what a noble lord should do.
Without much lingering, Chromie returned to his seat. It was actually a bit bad to do this in public. This would add a lot of romantic legends to Alsace. How could a man, especially a powerful hero, not have several wives?
Arriving at the palace council hall, almost all the nobles who did not participate in the war came, and the nobles who participated in the war also sent representatives to attend the meeting. Today's meeting was a request for help from the high elves. The orcs and trolls joined forces to attack Quel'Thalas. This was a situation that the high elves had never imagined. The tribe went around from Eagle's Nest Mountain to the deep mountains, and after replenishing food under the leadership of the local trolls, they came to the Ghost Land and launched an attack on Quel'Thalas. All the outer defense lines were breached, and the elves had to retreat. Relying on their bodies to fight against the big and strong orcs, that was really looking for death.
Bang! Arthas pushed open the tightly closed door, with a murderous aura around him, followed by the green dragon ambassador Emeriss and the red dragon ambassador Keristrasza. He drew out his long sword, placed the tip of the sword on the ground, knelt on one knee, saluted, and then stood up.
"Father, I have fulfilled my mission and have resolved the threat from the Naga. During this time, we were attacked by a group of pirates. They said they were hired as hired servants and that they had the gold coins from the Shangke Manor."
After handing the gold coins to the guards for payment, Alsace looked coldly at Sir Shangke, who was gritting his teeth at him with a pale face. "I have seen many of Sir Shangke's masterpieces on my way back. Your influence is so great that you can even overthrow the kingdom. You even dared to withhold the army's supplies! If it weren't for the support of Miss Bridget of the Abidis family, my soldiers might have gone hungry. The soldiers you sent even colluded with the Naga and tried to assassinate me. Humph, I was also assassinated on the battlefield. Sir Shangke, you should give me an explanation!"
"Hehe, Your Highness, when did you become so sharp-tongued? I admit that my son has a grudge against you. But you can't hide the fact that you are colluding with the Naga! How much blood of the people of Lordaeron is stained on the hands of those Naga? Now you are actually cooperating with them, Your Highness, have you forgotten your responsibilities?"
Not only did Sir Shangke not admit it, he actually turned the tables.
Everyone began to whisper to each other. This kind of sniping scene at the middle gate was rare. The fight between the old knight and Wang Chu was going to be interesting.
"I, I think what Sir Shangke said makes some sense."
"Hehe, I support His Royal Highness."
"Be quiet! Don't make any noise!"
Arthas pointed his sword at Sir Shangke, "I fought bravely on the battlefield, but you stabbed the soldiers who were fighting to protect their homeland. You can do such a thing. Are you still a human being? Sir Shangke, I challenge you to a duel as a Paladin of the Silver Hand and the Crown Prince of Lordaeron!"
After saying that, he threw a white glove at the other person's face.
Pah! Sir Shangke felt a little pain on his old face after being slapped by his gloves. Conflicts between nobles are usually resolved by duels. Everything is settled on the duel stage, regardless of life or death. As long as you agree to a duel, it is a fight of life and death. You can kill or let it go.
All of the nobles in the meeting hall gasped. Some thought Alsace was brave, while others thought he was shameless.
Why? You, a young, vigorous, strong man, are fighting with an old man who is about to die? Damn, you can think of it!
On the contrary, most people seemed to be enjoying the show. This show was becoming more and more interesting.
"Hehe, Your Highness, I admit that you are very brave. But do you still have any shame? You, a young man, are dueling with an old man like me. Are you bullying me or is this the standard of a Paladin? This kingdom was built by our ancestors with great effort. Even if there is no merit, there is still hard work. Your Highness, I have a word of advice for you. Young people should not be too arrogant!"
Old Sir Shangke was so angry that he laughed. Several of his words were on the top of the agenda. The old villain would never miss any opportunity to expand his victory.
"If a young man doesn't have hot temper, what's a young man? Old man, I've tolerated you for a long time! What I hate most is people who stab me in the back. Your son is really the same as you! The Storm Kingdom fell because of resisting the invasion of orcs, and you didn't lend a helping hand, and you even bullied them, selling the civilians of the Storm Kingdom to work in the mines until they died of exhaustion. Compared with you, I am indeed not as cruel as you. Accept it or not, just one word!"
Alsace didn't want to beat around the bush with the other party. He wanted to use the most direct method to force the other party.
"Hmph, I'm sorry."
Sir Shangke snorted. This kind of verbal battle was totally meaningless. He couldn't and didn't dare to duel with Alsace.
Terenas shook his head slightly as he looked at his son's immature methods. "Well, let's stop here. Let Arthas take care of the matter of Rodon. Now let's talk about the matter of Quel'Thalas."
"Father, let me handle this matter. The Alliance's military strength is already stretched to its limits, and we can't withdraw any more troops. If we send more troops from Lordaeron, then when the orcs attack, Lordaeron will no longer be able to resist."
Alsace took the initiative to take on this task. It was a difficult and unpopular task. No one was willing to do it. There would be no reward if he did it well, but he might even be splashed with dirty water if he messed up.