Stratholme God

   Chapter 27 Your Excellency is too humble

   Veresa's clear eyes immediately burst into misty water vapor.

   Whether it is because of the hunting instinct of the ranger or the sixth sense, she can feel that this young human has extremely complicated emotions, and she doesn't even know whether she should believe this sentence.

   Anyway, this sentence is the biggest compliment to the Windrunner family!

   More than 2,000 years ago, when Lordaeron rose, the elven kingdom Quel'Thalas and Lordaeron drew the boundary, and demarcated the border of Stratholme. The eldest sister of the Windrunner family, Alleria* Windrunner, who was serving as the Ranger General at that time, made a promise and used this sentence.

   means, Windrunner's arrows will never shoot at allies!

   More than two thousand years have passed. Under the threat of the common enemy, the trolls, the two races have lived in peace, which also bears witness to the gold content of this sentence.

   This is beyond the scope of an oath, and more like a testimony of the greatest friendship between humans and high elves.

   In order to avoid being gangsters, McDonald's dug out this dusty record of words from the genealogy. In fact, no one used it for hundreds of years, and they were all thrown into an unknown corner by this dead ghost family.

   Such words are useless to the prudent eldest sister and the delicate second sister, but to Veresa, who is more free-spirited and purer-hearted... As soon as I use it, she is instantly moved.

  It’s not worth it. As soon as I found out something was wrong, I immediately rushed back to the rescue.

  Uh, no, McDonald's hiding a hand, in fact, he is very strong and doesn't need my help...

   Obviously all the complex emotions such as shock, emotion, recognition, joy and so on have surfaced on her face, Veresa awkwardly raised her chest, bowed gently, and spoke.

Um?

   Obviously the same voice, McDonald's sounds like the wind.

   glanced at the system prompt, it turned out to be: [Veresa is using to the host what only each other can hear (language of the wind)].

   "I admire you, Your Excellency MacDonald Stratholme. I will never forget this camaraderie that fought side by side. No matter what happens to the Windrunner family, you will be welcome as a friend."

   It seems like an ordinary polite remark, because the word 'no matter' immediately has a different interpretation, which even implies that you can't get along and I will cover you.

McDonnell wanted to laugh when he heard it, saying that the Ranger family, Windrunner, no matter how bunkered, Quel'Thalas, who was in power under the Master, was a miserable mess, even if the races were different, the human side gave it the name [ The sunshine of recognition], she can also shine like this, this is really...

   "At this moment, there should be some fine wine!" While smiling, McDonald snapped his fingers smartly, making a gesture familiar to his attendants.

   At this time, there was no more living troll in the entire camp.

   The surroundings were in a mess, but they couldn't hide the ecstatic atmosphere after the victory.

   The two priests, the left blue dragon and the right white tiger, took their places, and naturally there were attendants who brought the wine glasses.

Facing Veresa, she held up a bottle of 2 gold coins and a bottle of [Lordaeron Rice Wine]. Someone in Sao Bao used the system's translation, and slammed a sentence in Quel'Thalas, which was translated into the common language of mankind, that is [Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are like blood, and the same robes sing to the wine]!

  You must know that this is a battlefield full of blood and broken limbs.

If    was replaced by any noble girl, he would be scared to death.

   But for the three Windrunner girls who have been through countless battles without a single defeat, there is no better decoration than a dead troll.

   Looking at the pale face of McDonald's, which was clearly like an elf master, but filled with the heroic feelings unique to a true warrior, Veresa always had a subtle sense of contradiction in her heart.

   But this feeling disappeared with the great [Charge of the God of War] that seemed to be going upstream.

Once upon a time, she always thought that McDonald's was just an unrealistic, greedy man who used the life of his subordinates to make meritorious deeds. Gradually, she felt that he was still a little clever and quite generous. Who knew that in that thin body? , actually contains such amazing courage?

   He is not a real man, how can he have the courage to charge into the waves of death! ?

  Unfortunately, her thoughts are destined not to be known by someone. If someone told her that she was trapped by the system's charge, I really don't know how she would react.

   Hearing such poetic and heroic words, she readily accepted McDonald's toast.

   Who knew that as soon as he clinked the glasses, he saw that McDonald's backhand poured out the wine.

   Hmmmmmm?

   Little question mark, do you have many friends?

   MacDonald smiled mysteriously (badly): "First cup, to those comrades who died at the hands of trolls!"

  Veresa immediately noticed that the wine turned out to be poured on half of the skull of the dead ghost Talekin, and her heart was moved to sublime, and there was a touch of water vapor in her eyes, she followed suit: "Respect the comrades of humans and high elves!"

   All the surrounding human soldiers scattered expensive wine on the ground.

   "Second cup, honor the nearly three thousand years of friendship between high elves and humans!"

  Come on, Hong Kong, the high elves have higher eyes than the top, and humans don't bother to put their faces on the cold butts, so the two sides have no chance to fight because there are trolls who are constantly playing Restoration. There's no real relationship to speak of, it's basically a state of old age and death that doesn't communicate with each other. Occasionally, some filthy nobles of Lordaeron sent a team to capture a female elf back as a family heirloom, and at a certain time, the atmosphere between the two sides became very tense.

   But I am happy at this time, what the leader says is what the leader says.

   Cheers everyone this time.

   "The third cup, to the friendship between the Stratholme family and the Windrunner family!" At the same time as the toast, McDonald responded in a low voice: "No matter what happens, the Stratholme family will always welcome Lady Veresa."

  Cough, when you are really in trouble, sir, I have already run back to Earth.

   Here, Veresa was a little surprised.

   In fact, the identities of the two parties are not equal.

On the    elves' side, under the Sun King are the seven lords of the Silver Moon Council, and further down there are other magistrates, and the Windrunner family is not in the top ten in terms of political status.

  The Stratholme family is one of the three giants of Lordaeron and directly controls one-third of the kingdom's land. Just a family's territory is not inferior to Quel'Thalas.

   McDonald's, the portion is a bit heavy.

   It was Veresa's turn to be a little embarrassed: "Your Excellency is serious."

McDonald's smiled and told the truth: "I'm not in good health. That move [God of War Charge] consumed a lot of my stamina. After killing Talekin, I actually lost my strength. Just now, Your Excellency Windrunner saved me. It took my life!"

  Bah!

  A man's mouth, a deceiving ghost!

   Madam I don't believe it!

  …

   Don't mention Veresa, even Galeries Lafayette and Saidan next to her don't believe it, they just think it's McDonald's modesty.

   That kind of brute force charge that is even more exaggerated than a bulldozer, can someone with weak bones be able to do it? The trolls you killed were all paper people, right? There is also the barrel of the gun that is stuck in the stun time. It is definitely an absolute certainty of the duration of the effect of his skills, and the performance of the skills to be controlled to the utmost!

   You practice secretly behind your back, right?

  Veresa said firmly: "No, it's Your Excellency, you are too humble."

Meow meow meow?

   (end of this chapter)