Chapter 1499 Should He Be Executed?

Huh?

Hey hey?

Is there such a benefit?

Du Mooke's eyes lit up.

When Tyrande first taught him, Tyrande refused to live or die. Later, this relationship spanned thousands of years. Although Tyrande accumulated a lot of pressure, because of the subtle changes in their positions, from a bad relationship to a Without his true feelings, Duke never forced Tyrande to do anything she didn't want to do.

In the harem, it is undeniable that Duke is very interested in Tyrande. From the high priest who was as innocent as a saint, to slowly poisoning... Then there are dozens of millions of night elves outside who are still worshiping their own women...

This feeling is like scribbling on a piece of white paper, arbitrarily contaminating the traces that belong only to you, and then mounting it, and a group of uninformed melon-eaters worship it as a sacred object.

That kind of domineering exclusivity and ostentatious arrogance is simply displayed to the fullest.

It was a pity that after the reunion, due to work reasons, they had been together less and more apart. In order to cherish the opportunity, Duke rarely asked Tyrande to do anything special. Tyrande would often be as crazy as she wanted to be with her.

Unexpectedly, Tyrande dug out his little notebook and taught himself.

Although Duke deliberately stayed there to see which genius would put it into practice, Duke originally thought that Vashj would be the first to take action, but he really didn't expect that Tyrande would be the first to taste the crab.

Even if he knew why Tyrande was here, a thief like Duke would of course eat the sugar coating without saying anything.

Du Mooke smiled like a fox: "Which one do you think I should choose better?"

Tyrande was unexpectedly caught up in the drama. She put her hands on her lower abdomen with an annoyed look, and her ten fingers were nervously fighting: "Oh, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to cook dinner and the bath water." I forgot to put it away. What should I do?"

Damn it! This cosplay! I give you 101 points! Don’t be afraid of being proud if you score an extra point!

Duke launched an attack directly, pulling Tyrande over with a copycat version of [Death Grip]. Without saying anything, he directly hit five [Armor Breakers]. Tyrande was originally a commoner profession and had armor. Low, now almost straight to zero.

"Hate!"

"Really annoying or fake?"

"……Fake!"

Oh, this big sister, you are asking for death!

Duke laughed loudly: "Very good! The demigod body I finally developed can now be put to use."

Soon, Tyrande was first hit by [Confusion], and then seemed to be hit by [Fire Storm] and his whole body was immersed in blazing heat. Facing Duke's [Charge], Tyrande hurriedly activated [Coercion], shouted: "You dare?", and at the same time activated [Sprint] and ran away.

You ask me if I am touched? Of course I dare to move!

Duke launched [Backstab] directly at Tyrande who accidentally fell in the orz position in panic.

The feeling of being stabbed repeatedly in the back made Du Mooke burst into tears for the first time in a long time.

It's so cool, this is an unlimited backstab with unlimited energy!

Once upon a time, Duke also envied those thieves who hid behind the boss's butt and stabbed them endlessly. Now he also became a thief.

Well, the kind that steals people and hearts.

The flag-planting duel once again proved his martial arts skills - once the divine sword was released, the world was shocked!

Duke is satisfied.

After beating the goblin, Tyrande curled up in Duke's arms like a cat: "Duke."

"Um?"

"Thank you."

Duke didn't say anything, but gently stroked Tyrande's smooth, bright hair. Once upon a time, Duke thought that such bright blue and green hair would look exaggerated, but after looking at it for a long time, he felt that it was very unique and pleasing to the eye.

After being together for so long, Duke certainly wouldn't doubt that Tyrande still had feelings for Illidan. It was just a care, a bond that couldn't be broken as childhood sweethearts who grew up together.

Tyrande never doubted whether Duke would execute Illidan. She knew very well that if Duke wanted to kill someone, he would never hold back on the spot and hold a trial later, which would make her uncomfortable.

The sword that Duke pierced Illidan's chest seemed to be aimed at the heart, but in fact it was stabbed in the narrow gap between the heart and the left lung. If it were a thicker weapon, Illidan would probably be doomed. Duke's [Demon Slayer Sword] is obviously a stabbing sword.

Since such a large amount of holy light blasted directly into Illidan's heart without killing Illidan, Duke would never make up for it with another sword.

So Tyrande played apron play this time to thank Duke.

The same was true in the following alliance leaders' meeting.

At Stormwind Keep, Duke made an impassioned speech.

"I used the holy light that was enough to kill Archimonde, the commander of the Burning Legion, and pierced Illidan's chest. Then Archbishop Yrel used the same powerful holy light attack, but it did not kill Illidan, but purified it. The blood of demons in his body. So I don’t think Illidan is a truly evil existence. Here, I oppose the execution of Illidan * Stormrage!”

Yrel couldn't sit still anymore and stood up on the spot: "Wait a minute! What about the tens of thousands of Draenei killed by Illidan when he informed Draenor? How about the blood debt of my compatriots?" "

Duke was silent for two seconds and sighed: "Archbishop Yrel, there is more than simple grudges between countries and races. In the face of more powerful enemies, we must learn to let go of hatred. Everyone here A leader and king who has experienced the most brutal Battle of the Dark Portal. Each of us has relatives and friends who died at the hands of the orcs. Because of the existence of the Burning Legion, now we have to form an alliance with the tribe with the orcs as the core."

This time, it was Yrel's turn to be silent, but the stubbornness in her heart made her raise her head again: "What if the Draenei insist on executing Illidan Stormrage?"

The venue fell into dead silence, and Tyrande clenched her fists secretly. For her, in public, she had no position to oppose the draenei's pursuit.

At this time, Jaina spoke up: "The Alliance is an inter-racial, multi-kingdom joint organization established to maintain the peace and security of Azeroth. Our purpose is to seek common ground while reserving differences. If the problem cannot be solved through discussion, the only way to do this is through the Throne Conference." Conduct a vote. The minority obeys the majority. When the results come out, any country or race has only two choices: one is to accept it, and the other is to choose to leave the alliance. And... when the Draenei joined the alliance, they did not propose that the alliance replace them. Draenei killed Illidan* Stormrage just to ask for the reproduction and safety of the race. The Alliance has no obligation to launch a war of revenge on behalf of Draenei. After all, this was before Draenei joined the Alliance."

Yirel was speechless for a while.

She is too young both as a leader and as a politician.