Chapter 177 Do You Dare to Fight with Me? (Seeking a Monthly Ticket)

They don't know who is the instigator of this incident, revenge or something, and we will talk about it later, the most urgent thing is to get rid of this disgrace first.

As long as the reputation is restored, what about the dead? The big deal is just a redistribution of benefits. Keeping their reputation, even if the ship named Ryan Wrynn sinks, they can still have an excuse to seek refuge with the remaining human kingdoms in the north.

After a short discussion, the Marquis of Damanan stepped forward bravely, bowed to Ryan and said: "If Your Majesty allows, we hope that this is the announcement'In order to cover the retreat of the people, the noble army headed by the Duke of Ference bravely Fighting against the attack of the Bloodsail Pirates, when gaining the upper hand, the nobles who were secretly turned into demons by the Bloodsail Pirates suddenly counterattacked, causing the fleet to be defeated. At this time, the brave and fearless Sir Lothar and Earl Marcus Arrived with the Griffin, and cooperated with the remnants of the noble army to wipe out the Zanker Squadron of the Bloodsail Pirates in one fell swoop.'."

mean!

Shameless!

At such a moment, Lothar's lungs almost exploded. Obviously, it was you nobles who robbed the warships of the Stormwind Kingdom Navy in a lowly way. In order to transport away the dirty wealth full of people's blood and sweat, they were unexpectedly hit by pirates and demons. How dare you not forget to put gold on your face at this time! ?

If Ryan hadn't held him tightly, he would have had an attack long ago after receiving the news that the warship had been seized.

Lothar's beard was furious, and he was going to draw his sword to kill this shameless person in the next second.

At this moment, Earl Damanan was slapped away suddenly.

Earl Caton's slightly obese body spun around twice in the air before falling heavily to the ground.

"Shameless—" A thunderous roar resounded in the chamber.

The few nobles turned their attention to the assailant in astonishment. He is the new generation of nobles, Duke Marcus, the most popular figure recently!

This young duke has a more rigid aura than Lothar.

Duke waved his hand suddenly, pointing at Earl Damanan whose face was swollen and scolded: "When ordinary people are risking their lives to dig the moat for a boat ticket, you nobles can carry a box of gold. Throw the naval officers of the Stormwind Kingdom from their cabins onto the docks."

Lothar's eyebrows twitched when he heard it.

"When one hundred thousand soldiers and civilians are about to fight to the death, you are so brave that you don't even care how the warship comes back in order to take away the beautiful maid, and blast away the last navy soldier on the warship!"

Duke Bolvar Fordragon had a fever on his face.

"Obviously it's the filthy wealth of you aristocrats that has attracted the attention of pirates, and it's obviously the lowly depravity brought about by your own corrupted hearts and turned into demons, yet you have the nerve to claim that you are also heroes against pirates? Claiming that you are the pirates The descendants of the Latin Emperor!? Pooh! I don’t even bother to be with you, my lord.”

After that, Duke spit on the face of Marquis Damanan.

It was obvious that Duke insulted the Marquis of Damanan, and every nobleman present felt that the saliva was spitting on his own face. King Ryan was trembling all over.

Ryan asked himself frantically at this moment: Am I wrong? Am I really wrong?

From childhood to adulthood, the previous kings have always taught that the nobility is the cornerstone of the kingdom, and nothing can touch the nobility. Ryan has always regarded it as a holy law. But as he grew older, he became more and more unacceptable to the nobles' actions, but he always kept in mind the blessings of the former king, and he did not hit the nobles harshly.

The situation at this moment is constantly stimulating Ryan's conscience and sense of justice. It made him tremble all over, unable to control himself.

However, as the hope of the kingdom, Duke had a direct conflict with the old aristocratic forces, which was not what he wanted to see.

For a while, Ryan was a little confused.

Over there, the nobles are fried.

Duke is a stunned young man, when is it not good to be stunned? Must it happen at this time? Shouldn't the nobles have discussed all the conditions behind their backs, and only when they really failed to negotiate, did they have to stand on their own positions and fight against each other?

Get mad at a disagreement? That's why I hate those untouchables who become nobles!

The nobles are smart, and of course they would not entangle Duke in such an incident that has already been sentenced to death.

"Apologize! Your behavior is completely despicable and degrading to the reputation of all nobles!"

"Yes! Apologies! Immediately apologize to Marquis Damanan!"

"Otherwise we will not recognize your noble status!"

A group of nobles booed one after another, insisting that Duke had violated noble etiquette.

"Hmph!" Duke snorted coldly with ice magic power, causing the temperature in the entire hall to drop by more than five degrees suddenly: "Open your mouth and shut up aristocratic etiquette, aristocratic norms...well, I will act according to aristocratic etiquette gone."

When Duke had just finished speaking, the nobles breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the stunned young man Duke had finally succumbed, who knew that the next second, Duke threw out his white gloves and threw them on the Marquis' face.

Well, for the sake of etiquette, nobles will wear white gloves. And throwing white gloves in each other's faces can only mean one thing - a duel!

When the conflict between the two nobles was so great that it could no longer be resolved, he could, with a suitable notary, fight to the death in a duel to resolve their conflicts. And those who refuse to duel will be regarded as the greatest shame among nobles by all nobles, and will not be accepted by other nobles for life.

"Duel! Don't you think I insulted you just now? Then fight with me to wash away the shame!" Duke's cold and arrogant eyes stared at the Marquis of Damanan. My heart straightened.

The next moment, Duke drew his sword.

Duke himself didn't have a sword, it was a flaming sword he made out of thin air using elements of fire to imitate the long sword of Stormwind City. The fire element, which was supposed to be extremely hot and violent, was as docile as a puppy in Duke's hands. If it wasn't for the fact that the fiery breath above could be clearly sensed at a distance of more than ten meters, no one would regard him as a real flame.

"No...no...I didn't...I didn't think you insulted me..." The Marquis of Damanan shrank his eggs.

That's right, if you kill a lot, you will naturally have a murderous aura.

Duke made his debut, killing gnolls, murlocs, naga, orcs, and recently roasted thousands of orcs into charcoal. His murderous aura is definitely at the level of domineering.

In addition, he killed Sargeras, and the legend has it that he killed seven in and seven out of the tribal camp. Even if Duke claims to use a sword, which nobleman is so brainless and dares to duel with Duke?

"Don't you dare? You bastard!" Duke spat out his poisonous tongue mercilessly.

When everyone thought this was the end, more than three dozen white gloves suddenly flew in the air, and they threw them on the disgusting faces of the greasy-faced and pink-faced nobles who had just made a fuss, not letting any of them go.