Chapter 1093: Dancing with the Dragon

Facing the questioning of the core men, Du Keluo groaned and said, "I have no intention to dissolve the entire aristocracy. Seriously, the ruler is necessary. Without the ruler, the people below would be in a mess. But what I, and the world as a whole, need is a group of rulers who are united, actively preparing for war, and facing various dark forces such as the Burning Legion, not for the sake of their own interests, and dare to forward the soldiers under the black hands to the front line.
"My lord, what else have you seen in a long time?" Windsor asked.
"War! Not only against the Burning Legion, the Scourge Legion, but also the elemental lords of the ancient times, and the most evil of the ancient gods! And every two or three years, a similar door to the third darkness will come Great battle. "Duke flickered with his staff.
If Duke said this 20 years ago, he would be regarded as an idiot, but human beings are an amazingly adaptable race. In the past 20 years, everyone has become accustomed to it.
No one doesn't believe it.
Believe it or not, inside the carriage, all four looked stunned.
"Understand! Let us do our utmost for our Lord. Open up a bright path for this troubled world!" With Windsor as the four, they all owed their salute to Duke.
On the other hand, the storm aristocrats were not unexpected, and began to connect as soon as they had a meeting.
However, they showed sadly that no one could be found on their own side, and even a combination could counter Duke Marcus' tyranny.
At this time, they appeared with infinite surprise, and unexpectedly someone had committed the crime Count Katran Anistor, and suddenly announced publicly that a masquerade party would be held tonight.
Correct!
It's the kind with a mask, you don't even need to show your face.
The countess cared so much that the person who specifically instructed the delivery of the invitation directly conveyed ‘not even the family crest on the carriage, but only the invitation.’
This is really dozing off and sending pillows. From the most high-ranking duke to the insignificant baron, few say that nobles of two or three hundred have directly promised to go to dinner.
When he heard the news, Berval was silent for a long time.
In the shadow in front of him, there was a shadow-like man. He was short and smart, with deep brown eyes, "His Lord Regent, what should I do?"
Boeval finally waved his hand: "I have reached an agreement with Regus Marcus, and I don't care about it. And obviously, doing this will obviously help make the Stormwind Kingdom a stronger country! Just focus on [ Ghost Wolf] Just act. "
"Understand!" The man retreated silently.
Looking at the empty room, Berval sighed, "Duke, don't let me down."
The atmosphere was weird that night.
When the sky was getting dark, almost all the aristocratic homes opened their doors, and many horses and carts came out. Some of these carriages have family crests, while others are badgeless carriages used by servants to purchase goods.
Four-digit carriages suddenly flooded the streets. Even when Storm City was being rebuilt, Duke designed all the trunk roads in the city plan to accommodate six carriages in parallel. The core thoroughfares that run through the city are even more incredible. Exaggerated twelve lanes.
However, when thousands of horse-drawn carriages came out at the same time, traffic inevitably fell into chaos.
If MI7 tries to track some of the major nobles, they are destined to go crazy, because they don't have so many people to track every carriage to find out who is inside.
However, the nobles quickly fell into doubt.
It stands to reason that they confuse their sight so publicly, at least to attract a large number of followers. Like the MI7, the real elite thieves are only a few dozen, and the rest are quite ordinary members of the periphery, and the number of these people is about 500.
In addition, the thieves with less than a thousand people must be distributed in the fairly large territory of the Stormwind Kingdom. In addition to the Marcus family, which may be relatively small, there are also 30 or 40 people in each district.
There are no more than 2oo thieves who can really mobilize in Stormwind.
But ... none of the followers.
The nobles who wanted to attend the masquerade party arrived very smoothly. They were not worried about being questioned by the two regents. High-heeled guys have either prepared a stand-in for a long time, or they have played cards with several people, and a bunch of loyal servants help to give false testimony.
Entering the manor of the Countess Anistor, located in the eastern part of Stormwind City, the manor was as gorgeous as the Duke's mansion. The nobles could hear the joy and joy from that huge and magnificent villa.
A band of high-elf musicians playing the most popular music from Quel'Thalas.
Sometimes joyful, sometimes passionate, and sometimes extravagant, it constantly stirs the hearts of the aristocrats. If it is not the fact that they are born today, maybe there are already many noble young men and women running and rolling in the trees around the villa went.
Said to be a masquerade, in fact it is okay to deceive outsiders. The nobles who are familiar with each other will always recognize the decorative password that the other party intentionally left on the body.
Seeing those big names who were familiar with the scene a lot, the young aristocrats had ecstasy in their hearts. In their eyes, this was already enough to subvert the entire kingdom and even exiled that Duke Marcus.
Unfortunately, the atmosphere was weird after the banquet began.
Because everyone can see that the heroine at the masquerade took only a small golden mask covering the eyes of the Countess Anistor, who ignored the rest of the nobles. With the music, she kept talking to a young Nobles dancing.
Even the nobles who were close at hand could not hear them whispering something.
Fortunately, they didn't hear it, and if they heard it, they would be scared.
"Dear Duke Marcus, I remember I didn't seem to have given you an invitation."
Correct! That's right!
At this moment, dancing with the countess was Duke with a ridiculous upper elf mask. Of course, no one in this world knows that the two metal ornaments on the ears of the mask are the small dragon-knife. There is also a line of Dragon Swords, click to send.
The wicked Duke gently held the human-shaped black dragon princess's delicate hand in one hand, enjoying the soft touch of the bone, while holding the other's waist with carelessness in the other hand. Well, from time to time, my hand slides down slightly.
Every time after feeling the anger from the princess faintly, he got the expression of "I slipped my hands, sorry".
"I like to be lively and have the habit of never letting go of my favorite things." 8