Chapter 977 The Legend of Dried Bananas (Part 2)

When all topics revolved around this banana, public opinion at that time could be said to have reached an unprecedented high. For example, the business of the fruit stall at the entrance to Tyrande's palace in Darnassus was unprecedentedly booming. Insider X and the stall owner revealed that Tyrande's dried bananas were purchased from this stall.

As a result, business was so good that the stall owner privately hired a 500-person goblin airlift brigade to transport bananas. Naturally, all kinds of fans came to the entrance of Tyrande's palace after hearing the news. There were fans who bought N baskets of bananas and expressed their love for Tyrande, and vendors who were jealous of the banana stall owner's business and told Tyrande that bananas were not as good as cucumbers. , muttering words in his mouth: Cucumber! Who is who knows!

Well, to sum up, because bananas have changed the thinking and personal behavior of the majority of ** players, a large number of tourists, enthusiastic fans and various spies have flocked to Darnassus. Of course, the biggest gain is the fruit stand. The bosses, the residents and traders of Darnassus, all have their wallets fuller than ever.

Per capita GDP increased by 4,000%. Historians and economists since then have unanimously rated its prosperous stage as: Banana Reign.

(500 years later, a huge banana-shaped monument stood in the square in front of Tyrande's palace. It was also rated as one of the ten wonders of Azeroth, and the majority of young and rebellious elves declared that they believed in bananas. God also preaches doctrines in front of the Banana Monument. Historians, humanists, and the Men’s Rights Protection Association jointly declare: This is a symbol of the rise of the male status of the elves...)

certainly!

The above news about dried bananas is actually all bullshit!

Because dried bananas are just a fabricated and distorted history. Even the later comics of "Dried Bananas" were made by a few stupid cartoonists based on this vulgar story. It is not officially Azeroth at all. history.

Why would Mau Tyrande get so angry over the words "dried banana"?

Duke was stunned.

Tyrande seemed to be using great willpower to suppress himself from having an attack. Even though Duke's loss of voice just now seems to be gradually proving that Duke is the bastard she dreams about every midnight, she still lacks a very crucial piece of evidence.

Tyrande stood in front of Duke and others like a volcano about to erupt. She worked hard and kept telling herself to calm down. She must be calm.

It took a while before the violent heaving of the chest calmed down.

Feeling the undisguised hostility in the eyes of the maid behind him who was obviously a hero-level thief, looking at the two queens who were ready to take action at any time, and then looking at Duke who was still a little confused, Tyrande suddenly realized that he seemed to , making a fuss out of a molehill.

Tyrande was annoyed - Tyrande! Tyrande! No matter how suspicious Duke Marcus is, even if he claims to have resigned from the position of commander, he is still the grand duke of a kingdom and the helmsman of that extremely powerful alliance. How could I possibly quarrel with Duke over this secret private matter?

Huo Ran shuddered. She couldn't imagine what the consequences would be if the night elves offended the Alliance and the Horde at the same time.

Tyrande trembled, her momentum dissipated, and she sat down again, a little dejectedly.

"Sorry, please forgive my reckless and extreme behavior. Because it involves a major private matter related to my reputation, I hope to meet with Mr. Marcus alone..."

"Impossible!" Queen Xi pushed back firmly.

"Do you think the people in our alliance are all fools or blind? Don't tell me that you didn't have any murderous intention just now!" Jaina said with a cold face, directly piercing the last layer of gauze to cover up.

Even Jaina, who has always been diplomatic with others, had such a big reaction. You can imagine how much Tyrande's murderous intent irritated the two queens.

"I solemnly apologize again." Tyrande thought about it and took out two scrolls: "Here are the scrolls of my unique combat skill [Strong Aura], and an arcanist from the upper elf that can be traced back to ancient times. Notes. I hope this can alleviate a little bit of the uneasiness and confusion my rudeness caused you just now."

[Strike Aura] is definitely a good thing. Sylvanas, who has fought alongside Tyrande, has personally experienced how sharp the attack power increase is by nearly 30%.

As for the magic handbook, this is even more incredible.

Magic was originally unique to the blue dragons headed by Malygos. After it spread, the most comfortable and oldest magic masters were the high-level elves.

Notice! They were the upper elf headed by Queen Azshara more than 10,000 years ago.

The elves who came to the continent of Lordaeron after crossing the Endless Sea eastward were the elves who had already been trimmed once and renamed high elves.

Sylvanas and Jaina frowned - Tyrande was definitely not normal. Such immature behavior could not be the behavior of a veteran leader who had led the night elves for tens of thousands of years.

Although the gifts were prepared early in the morning, the most likely reason was that they were originally meant to enhance the personal relationship with the leader of the other party, but now they have become a remedial measure.

The only explanation is that the impact of this private matter on Tyrande was very, very large, enough to make Tyrande lose control.

The two queens looked at each other, and Queen Yuki said: "We are cautious to accept your apology gift for the time being, but we are Duke's partners, and we don't think Duke has anything that he must not say to us. You let the others wait. We cannot accept the request to withdraw."

The implication is that you should show your cards, otherwise we would rather choose not to accept the gift. And depending on your situation, it will determine how we and even the entire alliance will treat you next.

This actually pushed Tyrande to a dead end.

She had to make a choice whether personal grudges were more important or the night elves' future and destiny.

Taking three deep breaths, Tyrande forced herself to calm down and bit her lip gently: "This is indeed a private matter, but it is very, very important to me. Please try your best... to answer my question sincerely, because this is a problem. My super-big question for countless years.”

Duke switched back to his normal state and sat upright: "You can ask, it doesn't involve alliance secrets, I don't mind answering candidly."

"How... how old are you this year? Are you a pure human?" Tyrande asked tremblingly.

ha! ?

Tyrande's question left Duke and the two queens confused.

Duke still answered truthfully: "Twenty-nine-year-old human, that's right! I shouldn't be a mixed race or anything."

Well, the age before time travel does not count. Although I am still one year away from turning 30, I still barely have entered the realm of uncles!

Tyrande seemed secretly relieved: "Human life seems to be very short, right?"