Chapter 1130 Let the Festival Go to Hell

Duke gently chanted the dragon language spell: "You are the same existence on the balance of souls. You have the same weight...the same texture...you come from the same source, the same mother..."

Under the gaze of hundreds of dignitaries, the two Varians stretched out their hands and intertwined their fingers to hold each other. Gradually, their whole bodies began to turn into dots of light, disintegrating, and then a gorgeous silver-white glow. Starting to come together and reshape into a human form.

From this moment on, the farce between the two kings ends. Varian Wrynn is once again unique in the world.

"Varian—" Queen Tiffin rushed forward without feeling, caressing her husband and studying every detail of his face.

Once upon a time, Tiffin was worried about losing her self and being submissive. But now she is fine. Her young and heroic husband has returned.

The two became one, and Varian also regained his own memory. At the same time, he also had the unforgettable memory of the ghost wolf Lo'Gosh. He had many things to tell his lover, but in the end he couldn't speak a thousand words. Everything was stuck in my throat, and there were only a few words that could come out of my lips: "I'm back!"

The king and queen of the Storm Kingdom embraced each other passionately in public.

This deservedly received the full house's cheers and the warmest applause.

right!

The backbone of Stormwind Kingdom is back!

After the trouble was finally over, Bolvar dropped a bombshell: "Our most beloved king encountered evil magic and became a puppet. The evil Countess Catlana Anresto even took the opportunity to break in, and almost Stealing the power of the kingdom. In any case, as regent, I have failed in my duty. From today on, I resign as regent and ask for punishment from His Majesty the King."

"Fortagon, you..." Varian was a little confused.

Without letting Varian continue, Bolvar knelt down on one knee and continued: "Your Majesty! Those who have merit will be rewarded, and those who have made mistakes will be held accountable! This is the unshakable principle of an excellent king. Please confiscate all my fiefs, in order to Set an example.”

Bolvar's move was beyond everyone's expectations.

The next moment, everyone realized Bolvar's determination.

Think about it, the king was divided by magic, Bolvar was just guilty of negligence, and all his territory was already confiscated. What crime should those nobles who set off with Onyxia to force the palace and persecute Duke deserve?

A crime of treason is absolutely inevitable!

In an instant, Duke understood Bolvar's good intentions.

Duke also came over and bowed: "Duke Fordagon is right. Merits must be rewarded, and faults must be held accountable! I hold the title of regent, and I have not assisted His Majesty for so many years. I have also neglected my duty. I request Your Majesty allows me to resign as Regent."

This is also a typical example of Duke giving back power. The two regents abdicated at the same time, which meant that Varian, who had regained his self, could finally flex his muscles.

Likewise, this is also to clear out all those corrupt nobles and nail them to the pillar of shame.

Varian turned around and said in a deep voice: "I understand the hard work of the two regents. I would like to thank the two grand dukes for their continued contribution to me and the Kingdom of Stormwind. I hope that in the future, you two can assist me as always. I am still young and have many things I don’t understand. Please try your best to teach me! As for those degenerates, as long as there is conclusive evidence, I will definitely sentence them to death in the name of Varian Wrynn!"

When the emperor was angry, he laid down millions of corpses.

This is no lie.

As the king decides on this matter, there is no room for maneuver.

Tomorrow, there will probably be a lot of killings!

That has nothing to do with Duke anymore.

Duke gently closed his eyes. Perhaps Valentine's Day in the 21st year of Dark Portal will be named 'Bloody Valentine's Day' by later generations of historians.

So what?

The Kingdom of Stormwind is corrupted, and surgery must be performed to cut off the rotten flesh before it can have a chance to be reborn. Otherwise, if it continues to grow, no matter how lush it looks, the tree will only rot internally and eventually collapse.

It was late at night, and the impact on the Kingdom of Stormwind, and even the entire Alliance and Horde, was still not over. The aftermath will continue to ferment after daybreak.

Duke doesn't care how far Varian can go. In a sense, this is also a test for Varian. If Varian gives an unqualified answer, Duke will also re-examine his relationship with Varian, and even the entire Kingdom of Stormwind.

"Phew!" Leaving the meeting hall of Stormwind Fortress, Duke let out a long breath: "Tonight is over..."

As soon as he turned around, he was shocked to find that he was surrounded by a large group of warblers and swallows. Although they are all battle attire, thanks to the style of Azeroth, the ranger attire is a three-point style with a cape and boots, which is very eye-catching...

Du Mou swallowed his saliva: "What's the matter?"

The outsiders around him had been sent away long ago, and Queen Xi hugged Duke directly from behind: "Hey! We don't want to discuss with you whether Onyxia is dead or not. We don't want to pay attention to the magic wave on your body. ...Hmm, the smell of heather! We just wanted to remind you..."

The remaining six women said in unison: "Valentine's night is not over yet!"

Duke's throat muttered: "Uh, okay, you have the final say!"

"Huh! Of course!" Alleria and Veresa directly blocked Duke: "You said that for the king and the safety of the people, the Black Dragon Princess must be lured out in the name of Valentine's Day. We all It’s up to you. Now that the matter is over, it’s time for you to fulfill your obligations as a lover!”

Well, the following story tells you that never underestimate a woman’s persistence and craziness for special holidays!

Poor Duke was dragged away directly. Before he was swallowed up by the whirlpool of passion, Duke looked up to the sky and roared: "I'm not afraid, I still have the blessing of the red dragon!"

The queen, female general, and female priest all said in unison: "Hey! Just right!"

Curtains, red candles, revolving bed.

Countless Mount Hyjal.

The endless Mariana Trench.

Whose scabbard is this?

Whose killing weapon is this?

Duke was completely confused!

But he can't lose!

If defeated, his journey as a conqueror would end here!

Although Wenrou Township is always easy to become a hero's grave, Duke is always a little unwilling to do so!

The fire lurking beneath the holy face of the high priest failed to defeat Duke.

The Conqueror game, composed of genuine queens, didn't stump Duke.

Even the sister well formed by the three sisters could not defeat the great devil Duke.

As the morning dawned, looking at the faint rising sun outside the Duke's Mansion in Stormwind City, Duke struggled to climb out and swore a poisonous oath in his heart——

"Fuck you sister! Where do you get so many holidays? What about Valentine's Day, Chinese Valentine's Day, 520, Double Eleven Hand-Chopping Festival, Christmas Eve, Christmas, and you have to remember the anniversary of the acquaintance! It's not as good as a year 365 days are all festivals!? Can’t let people live on this day? If you have girls, it will hurt your kidneys and wallet! If you don’t have girls, you will have to eat dog food on the streets! Fart! I, Duke, have decided that Azeroth will never do it again. I want to have these festivals again!!”