A drunk man weighs a ton.
This is the common thought of every poor woman who has to serve a drunk man.
The only good thing was that as soon as he left the room, Duke's knights came up to hold back the league's most expensive drunkard.
"Well, leave the journey from here to the VIP room to us." Casa Eurassis, who was chosen as the captain of the knights, took over Duke with a smile.
At a time when the alliance was running smoothly and winning victory after victory, it was no exaggeration to say that Duke was the most important person in the alliance. There was even a slightly exaggerated saying that it didn't matter who the Blade Master of the Fire Blade Clan assassinated, as long as Duke was still there, the alliance would not collapse.
Kasa and another knight each held one of Duke's arms, and twelve fully armed knights guarded them as they escorted Duke to the room that served as the state guesthouse.
Before entering the room, Vanessa's expression and appearance were elegant and in line with the image of a maid.
But when the two knights put the drunk Duke on the bed and said, "My lord is in your hands, Miss VanCleef," Vanessa's face turned red for no reason.
My heart is beating so fast.
I didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but after hearing what those two guys said, I felt like something was going to happen.
Along the way, she had heard too many bad incidents of nobles bullying maids. What about the noble young master's adult knowledge textbook, what about the earl's lover...
Almost subconsciously, Vanessa pulled up her maid's skirt. Of course, it was not for any benefit, but purely to make it easier to pull out the throwing knife tied to her thigh.
The next moment Vanessa felt like an idiot.
"Damn it, I really hurt Duke, my dad will kill me first." Vanessa muttered.
You know, Edwin VanCleef returned to Southshore during the New Year, and he excitedly explained to her the progress in the West Wilderness.
According to Duke's arrangement, he and Stoutman successfully established a base in the Moonbrook mine in the Westfall. Not only did they successfully rescue more than two thousand people under the eyes of the Horde and send them safely to Southshore, they also gained a foothold in the mine.
"Using the complex terrain of the mine, we killed more than 500 orcs, and our own casualties were less than 30. So we decided to name it the Death Mine, which means it is the grave of all orcs."
Edwin didn't know that he had made history take an interesting turn. The Death Mine appeared earlier, but in another form, a more just, glorious and great form.
"Vanessa, I've heard about Master Edmund's great deeds, and he killed hundreds of thousands of orcs. Oh, by the Holy Light, I think Master's wisdom is almost comparable to that of Emperor Thoradin. He is a hero in the human world who fights against evil foreigners! But can you imagine? Such a great man has no offspring. If something unfortunate happens to him, how will the loyalty of me, Stoutman, Reginald and other subjects to the master continue? Oh - just thinking about this, I feel heartbroken."
Feeling her father's fanatical admiration for Duke, Vanessa was speechless. Vanessa, who was still young, still had no real sense of Duke's greatness. At most, she thought Duke was very powerful. The problem was that her father was now packing up and sending his daughter away!
Vanessa felt conflicted when she remembered that she was already 14 years old, which was about to reach the generally accepted marriageable age of 15.
The only thing to be thankful for is that, although her father had hinted and made it clear, he was still a father who loved his daughter and did not force her directly.
Well, the question is, if Duke gets angry, should I obey him? Or not?
Vanessa poked Duke's handsome face with her index finger in great confusion.
"Huff, huff, huff..." The sound of even breathing.
Well, this damn Duke is a pretty good drinker. At least he doesn't curse people or get drunk, nor does he act like an animal.
Squatting at the head of the bed and looking at Duke's calm and young face, it is hard to imagine that this excessively young man is the core figure of the alliance that leads hundreds of thousands of soldiers and even holds the future of the entire human race.
"What if...it seems...not yet..." Before Vanessa finished her soliloquy, she suddenly heard a commotion coming from the door.
"Let me in! I have the most urgent matter to discuss with Duke!" This was a female voice that Vanessa was also familiar with.
"I'm sorry, Your Excellency the Deputy Commander just had a drinking contest with His Majesty the Kurdran Wildhammer and is now drunk. Please talk to me tomorrow if you have anything to say." This was the voice of the Knight Captain Casa. Obviously, he and his men were in the way.
"God bless the Sunwell! How can he be drunk at this hour? No, I must see him. I can't wait even a second."
"Get out of the way, even if you have to splash water on him to wake him up." This was another woman's voice.
Most of the Wildhammer Dwarves' houses were built in caves. The entire state guesthouse had only one main entrance, except for a secret exit for escape. When Vanessa opened the door, she saw the Windrunner sisters arguing with the knights.
Yes, there was not only Sylvanas, but also Alleria, who seemed to have just returned, looking exhausted.
Their quarrel alarmed many people.
Gavinrad and Reginald, who didn't drink much, and Ilucia, who didn't drink much, all came out.
Seeing this scene, Ilucia suddenly remembered Duke's shocking layout, and he had an epiphany.
This situation is probably within your budget, right?
It's just that you will get drunk, have you ever thought about that?
Ilucia gently brushed her black hair, a lovely smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She rarely gave a false order: "Master Edmund said that if the Windrunner sisters want to come, let them in. If Lord Eurasius is worried, you can also let the Windrunner sisters remove their weapons and enter. Of course, Lord Eurasius can also come in."
Everyone knew about the special relationship between Duke and Alleria, but no one spoke out.
In fact, weapons are not the point.
Faced with the critical moment, Alleria quickly took off her longbow and ranger's dagger and handed them over to another elven ranger who was accompanying her.
She and Sylvanas almost rushed into the room, and then saw Vanessa standing at the head of Duke's bed.
Vanessa said, "I'm sorry, but the Master is very drunk. If you can help it, I don't even want you to wake him up. In fact, he can't do anything even if he wakes up."
Alleria's face, which was almost always full of confidence, dignified, calm and high-spirited, almost collapsed in an instant.
"Oh my god! Quel'Thalas is about to be attacked! Are you drunk!?"