Chapter 988 Sisters Are of the Same Mind

"Cheers!" Alexstrasza shouted as well, holding a few pieces of barbecue that had just been bitten off the grill.

What a group of big guys are drinking now is not traditional wine.

As a time traveler, it would be a shame for the audience not to harm the world.

After the Second Dark Portal War, Duke began to engage in black technology that was not black technology. For example, winemaking process. Relying on the system's continuous memory comparison and the support of a group of wine fanatics, I was able to create draft beer and liquor that tasted eight or nine points before time travel.

Now they are drinking cold beer invented by Duke!

The taste is so refreshing!

Even Queen Kalia, who doesn't like to drink, secretly took a few sips.

The thin beard on Varian's lips was covered with white beer foam, which looked a bit ridiculous: "Brother Duke! When will you come back and lead us to attack Tirisfal?"

Duke smiled: "I won't be able to command on the front line until my physical condition is stabilized. But you can't rush. There are still more than 100,000 Alliance troops in Kalimdor to eliminate demons, at least until Mograine Return to the army with Turalyon?"

"The same goes for His Majesty Nozdormu...Brother, your physical condition is not stable and you need to rush to perform some mysterious mission." Varian muttered.

Kurdran nudged Varian with his elbow, which was meant out of kindness.

who knows……

"Nozdormu, you bastard! Pay me a big meal!"

Well, Alexstrasza, the eldest sister of Nozdormu, just started to complain.

She had clearly had a little too much to drink.

Although Duke repeatedly reminded not to mix liquor and beer, there are always dragons seeking death, but this caused their own dragons to fight each other, so... that's a good thing!

Of course, while everyone was celebrating happily, they were discussing how to bulldoze the city of Lordaeron.

In everyone's eyes, Alsace, who had half of his body chopped off, was already a piece of cake. But Duke said everyone can only be cautiously optimistic.

As a living person, Dukba must not be burned to ashes by all the Forgotten Ones.

It's a pity that originally in history, the next step was for the Lich King Ner'zhul to raise a rebellion and break away from the Burning Legion.

In this life, Duke didn't dare to guarantee that Ner'zhul would definitely jump out.

What's more, Ner'zhul's rebellion means there will no longer be a scene where the dark ranger Sylvanas becomes angry at Arthas and becomes the Queen of the Forgotten.

Duke is not sure how the situation will evolve.

It is a good thing that the Scourge Legion and the Burning Legion are fighting each other, but if they still wear a pair of pants, they will have to fight all the way to the end.

Duke didn't respect the original idea at all. He didn't mind promoting further peace between the Alliance and the Horde. He even thought about tempting the Horde to help send troops, marching from multiple directions, and directly destroying the city of Lordaeron.

Unconsciously, it was late at night and the banquet was over.

Duke drank so well that he didn't even need Vanessa to support him, but when he returned to the bedroom Duke found that not a single light in the room was on.

Suddenly, a burst of elegant harp sound sounded, like the tinkling sound of a clear spring in a deep mountain. It had that familiar and graceful softness, and Duke's heart felt hot.

"Aurelia, my dear..."

Just at this moment, the second beautiful harp sound sounded, and the song suddenly changed from a solo to a more cheerful ensemble.

"Vereesa?"

Just when Duke was thinking about what surprises they would give him, the third harp sounded. It seemed to be slightly rougher than the first two harps in terms of technique, but after the first few notes, it turned out to be a luthier. Excellent sound.

"This is……"

Just as Duke's face showed a look of surprise, an even bigger surprise was yet to come.

A row of 'piano keys' appeared suspended in mid-air in the darkness. It was not accurate to say that they were piano keys. They were clearly rectangular blocks made of ice. An extremely light ice percussion hammer hit the 'keys' with a semicircular cross-section, and immediately made a crisp and sweet sound like a chime.

The next moment, when the hammer needed the previous note again, another icy key formed under the hammer.

The light and clear sound of the harp, combined with the crisp sound of percussion, forms a wonderful small symphony, giving people an inexplicable sense of joy.

Suddenly, twelve rays of fire, neatly distributed at clock positions, lit up around Duke at the same time.

What came into view were five stunning and charming women.

The one among them was, of course, Alleria. She was stroking the harp with one hand while leaning on the chaise longue. The rose-red chair complemented her slender, toned yet plump figure, but she was wearing only a gauze, but her face was full of dignity, making Duke swallow his saliva and keep swallowing.

Veresa on the left is leaning against the window sill, her posture graceful and relaxed. Under the moonlight, her fluffy and thick silver hair and her smooth and soft jade body form a wonderful combination. Facing Duke, she gave him a gentle look in her eyes. The doting love in her eyes was enough to melt Duke's body and mind.

On the upper right, Sylvanas's two long legs hang down from the beams of the roof, dangling briskly, as if they are stirring up circles of water in a peaceful stream. The graceful curves on the long legs highlight how elastic their muscles are. The wind that surrounded her gently caused the green leaves to flutter up and down around her, forming a sharp contrast with the bright crown on her head.

Further to the left, there is a noble woman with the same golden crown, her eyes are as soft as water, and her intelligent pupils are shining with a light that no one can fully understand. Along with the performance, her long golden waterfall-like hair spread over her long and graceful swan neck and tall magic peaks.

Even though almost all her mind was on Duke's face, she still did not stop her delicate fingers, and her smart playing added the nobility and elegance unique to the old royal family to her beauty.

I don't know when, Ilucia has slowly walked behind Duke, her green onion-like fingers caressing Duke's shoulders, like the most gentle little wife, taking off the clothes for Duke that are only for outsiders. gorgeous clothes.

Looking at the slim and beautiful confidante, Duke suddenly wondered maliciously, could this be the legendary Dog Abuse Festival?

Having any one of them would be enough to make any man in Azeroth madly jealous, let alone five of them together?

It was late at night, but Duke's eyes seemed to have traveled through time and space, seeing the blue and calm ocean in summer, the soft and smooth beach sand, and the sea filled with the laughter of warblers and swallows. Happy world.

Duke spread his arms with great pride: "Which one is it tonight?"

"Which one?" Alleria smiled: "Didn't I say that you should treat every sister equally? I don't mind if you bring me new sisters, but you must first settle all the sisters. No. What?"

Duke's expression suddenly changed.

He finally knew what it was.

Sisters are united!

Iron rod sharpens needle!