Chapter 223 Alliance Night (Part 1) (Seeking Monthly Pass)

In fact, a lot of things happened on October 12th.

The first is Lothar's rank as the Alliance Grand Marshal.

In order to show respect for the descendants of Emperor Thoradin, the kings who directly joined the alliance army were all generals, so there were magical ranks such as Admiral Ryan Wrynn and Admiral Daelin Proudmoore.

By the way, due to mastering over 100 warships and nearly 7,000 private soldiers formerly known as the Bloodsail Fleet, Duke actually has a wonderful double military rank--Alliance Vice Admiral and Commodore General.

As for how to govern, Duke solved this problem well at the banquet that night.

That's right, a banquet.

It is a once-in-a-thousand-year event that so many human kingdoms are united. A grand banquet was held at the Lordaeron Palace that night. The nobles who had no chance to come out to brush their faces before all ran out. Those who are eligible for admission must be at least an Earl.

Of course, earls and marquises needless to say, if it is not the duke who is in charge of the army, he is not even qualified to go to the middle to have fun.

Coincidentally, Duke is the star of the alliance—the inheritor of Medivh, the slayer of Sargeras, the bitter lord of the Hundred Thousand Tribes, the youngest sky mage, the Duke of Stormwind, and the master of the huge naval fleet.

Either way, it's enough to put Duke in the spotlight.

King Daelin has long black hair soaked in the smell of sea water, and his long curly mustache makes him very masculine. Looking at his chiseled and handsome face, you can tell that Dai Lin was definitely a handsome man when he was young.

Not long after the banquet started, he brought his eldest son Drake towards Duke.

Duke made eye contact with Ryan. Of course, Ryan knew why Daelin came here. In fact, Ryan didn't understand Duke's decision, but Duke's foresight was far superior to him. In the end, Ryan agreed to Duke's decision.

"Hello, Duke Marcus. As a partner who is about to cooperate to dominate the sea and let the orcs feed the fish, don't you think we should have a good communication in advance?" Dai Lin held up a crystal plate full of wine, and took the initiative to talk to Duke. The plate touched lightly.

The two looked at each other and smiled. Then Duke raised the saucer to Grand Prince Drake of Kul Tiras to show respect, and then drank the fine wine from the saucer together with Daelin and Drake.

"Actually, I'm very envious of you mages. You used powerful magic to easily capture a fleet. You know, it will take at least three years for your fleet to have all the shipyards in Kul Tiras working day and night."

Duke smiled and said nothing: "Your Majesty Proudmoore...you don't want to ask me for the fleet I got from the Bloodsail Pirates, do you?"

"No! No! No! Don't underestimate me. Although most of those guys are from Kul Tiras, since you didn't get it from Kul Tiras, of course it is your trophy. Even if my men I'm very displeased with your group of people, as long as they still hang the emblem of the alliance on their ships, they will still be our comrades in arms." King Daelin is obviously a heroic man of the sea, if it was changed in the era of the big universe, it would be 'my Zhengtu is the overlord of the stars and seas' universe.

For such a hearty man, it is difficult for normal people to feel bad, unless it is his enemy.

Duke smiled, equally hearty. Not only that, but there was a divine radiance in his smile. Whoever saw it would think him a disinterested saint.

That's right, Duke's inheritance of Medivh's integrity is at work.

According to the system prompt is:

"The magic skill of integrity [hypocrisy], because the humanity you have acquired far exceeds your own level, if you let this part of humanity temporarily dominate your body, you will become a sacred existence in the eyes of the world. You will be even more Like a saint who destroys selfishness and serves public affairs for the sake of the world. All existences of non-evil camps will be more likely to believe your words."

Duke opened his mouth, but he didn't even deliberately lower his voice: "No. Actually, I want to say that I will be more at ease if my fleet is handed over to His Majesty Daelin, who is an expert in naval warfare."

Daelin, Drake and his son were stunned at the same time, they almost doubted their ears. Not only them, but also the surrounding nobles who listened to their conversation were stunned.

Daelin frowned: "Duke Marcus, I actually didn't intend to..."

"I know, but after careful consideration, this is the best choice to maximize the alliance's naval power. In fact, I also discussed it with His Majesty Wrynn, and His Majesty also supports my decision." With Du After Ke's voice fell, King Lane also came over, smiled and nodded at Daelin.

Duke continued: "I may be a genius, but only in the field of spells and strategies. I am a novice who knows nothing about naval warfare. Over a hundred warships can only be used as transport ships in my hands, but under His Majesty Proudmoore In my hands, it is a supreme weapon that can send thousands of orcs to hell. If it weren’t for the ultimate control of Naga and murlocs in the hands of my master Walker, I would even hand them over to His Majesty You command."

"Please don't shirk, this is for the alliance." Ryan, who had figured it out, was also extremely open-minded.

After Duke's words fell, a commotion quickly spread around these four people.

There were murmurs of admiration from around.

What is destroying selfishness and serving the public, what is taking into account the overall situation, this is it!

Forming an alliance, which king doesn't have his own plan?

Daelin was definitely envious of Duke's fleet, and complained in private to his son more than once that Duke wasted money.

Now people say "for the alliance!", and a fleet of more than a hundred warships is transferred as soon as they say it. What kind of internationalist spirit is this! You know, if Dai Lin is black enough, he can completely wipe out the rare wealth of the Stormwind Kingdom.

Duke is so magnanimous, the little complaints in Dai Lin's heart have already flown out of the atmosphere.

Daelin held up the wine dish that the waiter helped him fill again, and shouted to the surroundings: "Everyone heard that? Lieutenant General Marcus is willing to transfer all the warships to me, Daelin Proudmoore, for the sake of the alliance to command."

"Hear." All the nobles said in unison.

"Since Your Excellency Marcus is willing to make such a concession for the sake of the alliance, I, Daelin, cannot be inferior. I, Daelin, hereby swear in the name of a collateral descendant of Emperor Thoradin that I will never treat Your Excellency Marcus badly to me." Even if the Kul Tiras First Fleet is wiped out, His Excellency Marcus’ fleet will not be wiped out.”

The uproar around spread like water waves and quickly spread throughout the banquet hall, and everyone applauded. Kudos to Duke and Ryan for their generosity.

What the alliance fears most is that all the kings hide and hide, and no one is willing to contribute the main force. Then in the end, Lothar is likely to become a bachelor commander.

Now, it's clear Duke is off to a good start.

With Duke taking the lead, presumably the other kings would be ashamed to send out those ugly second-line troops.