MTL - Ranger King of Azeroth-Chapter 740 Take responsibility for yourself!

  Chapter 740 Take your own responsibility!

My husband has been back for several days, and the three Windrunner sisters only saw him with their own eyes. Vereesa was the first to rush over and hugged Charlemagne tightly, while looking at Onyxia with a hint of vigilance in her eyes. , and sniffed Charlemagne with her delicate little nose.

  Charlemagne patted Vereesa's upturned little **** amusedly, and the little girl exclaimed, "What do you smell, it looks like a puppy."

   "Humph!"

  Vereesa rubbed her buttocks and rolled her eyes, "I'm just smelling this blood-stealing dragon on you, who knows what happened to you on the road these days!"

Onyxia intentionally showed a charming expression on her face, stretched out her hand to hold Charlemagne's left arm and said in a weak voice, "Yes~ My master and I have done everything we should and shouldn't do in the past few days. Interesting."

   "Ah! You vixen really made a move! I must beat you to death!"

  Vereesa fought around Charlemagne amid Onyxia's crisp laughter, and Charlemagne, who was dizzy from being shaken, could occasionally hear some weird arguments between the two.

   "Obviously I was the first!"

   "Why are you so proficient..."

   Temporarily ignoring the two people who were constantly fighting, Charlemagne walked up to Cirvanas, hugged her and gave her a deep kiss while the second lady raised her head and closed her eyes proudly.

   It took a while before Cirvanas came down to Alleria's side with a flushed and panting satisfied expression, and sent the same greetings without favoring one another.

  The whole venue has been almost arranged, and the servants retrained by Lor'themar in the Duke's Mansion retreated knowingly when Charlemagne arrived, leaving only five people, a cat and a dragon, in the entire spacious venue.

  Vereesa and Onyxia have finished chasing, and the little girl is currently watching three shadow leopards, holding the lazy Mr. Bigworth and sitting with her husband and sisters.

   "I have gained a lot from this inspection tour, at least I have learned about the living standards and spiritual outlook of the people of Quel'Thalas today, but..."

  Charlemagne's eyes shone brightly, "I have noticed that the tribal vendors are buying some extravagant items that are suitable as gifts. If my expectations are correct... the handover ceremony of the chief of the tribe should begin soon."

  Aurelia nodded, "It's almost time, do you plan to participate?"

"Ah…"

Charlemagne chuckled lightly and shook his head and said, "Let's not say that Garrosh didn't invite the alliance and the oath at all. I won't be able to attend his succession ceremony in the next period of time. After the oath conference, Lor'themar's promotion ceremony and The wedding is already fully booked."

   "Assembly..."

Cirvanas was obviously displeased, she frowned and asked her husband, "Are you really planning to take in those goblins? I've lived in the southern forest all year round, and I know these treacherous green-skinned dwarves best. Not a race that likes to keep promises."

  The ranger troop is stationed outside the town of Far Travel. Over the years, goblin traders or goblin hooligans have made some troubles in the normal trade of Far Travel Town from time to time.

  For example, fraud, swindling, theft, robbery, these incidents that happened in Yuanxing Town almost all have instructions from goblin traders behind them.

Especially the monopoly product of Quel'Thalas, magic wine. The goblins have long coveted the formula of this most high-end wine. Thousands of commercial spies have been found from the vicinity of the winery alone. Sylvanas and Wen Lisa is very disgusted with these green skins.

  Charlemagne shrugged and said, "Interactions between national races cannot be based solely on personal preferences. To be honest, I personally don't like these unscrupulous guys, but...they can indeed bring a lot of help to the oath."

   "The final result still depends on the voting situation of the countries in the Oath Conference. If most of the member states agree to the goblins joining the alliance, it is impossible for me to raise any objections."

"but…"

A strange smile appeared on Charlemagne's face, "The information about Immorel has been passed on to me. The Steamwheedle Consortium seems to be making some secret preparations. I'm afraid they haven't decided whether to take it seriously. Join the oath, maybe the situation will change."

   Alleria looked around at the venue, and clapped her hands to interrupt Charlemagne's analysis, "Okay, we are still preparing for Lor'themar's wedding here, so don't make long speeches about state affairs here."

  Charlemagne, who loves his wife, hastily raised his hands and surrendered, "Okay, okay, I'll go check on Lor'themar's situation, and I have a small matter to inform him by the way."

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   As expected, Lor'themar didn't have the composure and complaints he had before Charlemagne got married. At this moment, he was biting his nails and walking back and forth in the office with a rare expression of anxiety.

  Charlemagne has no effective way to deal with this situation. Anyway, this kind of pre-marital depression will gradually dissipate when the wedding day is officially held.

   Patted Ah Qiang on the shoulder, Charlemagne simply changed the subject, "By the way, how are your preparations for the promotion ceremony? Is your dress ready?"

   Lor'themar finally returned to normal for the time being, rolled his eyes and said, "The promotion ceremony is less than ten days away, how could it not be ready yet."

   "That's good, by the way, I have something to tell you about that cook in Sandara, Leirisa..."

  That night, Charlemagne brought his wife and Princess Black Dragon back to the Prince Regent's mansion, and was unsurprisingly ridiculed by Tyrande.

  Charlemagne has long been used to her attitude towards her, knowing that the high priest of the moon **** is just unforgiving.

   But after exercising with his wives that day, Charlemagne hesitated to ask the question he had considered for a long time.

   "Well... tell me, do you want to find a time to kill Tyrande?"

  Cirvanas was still pinching Charlemagne's waist with her slender legs at this time, and she said angrily, "Then what is it? Could it be that you plan to force the overlord to bow?"

   "No, I mean, hey..."

Seeing Charlemagne's expression was a little embarrassed, Alleria reached out to help her husband wipe off the sweat from his forehead, and added for him, "Charlemagne means, should I formally marry Tyrande into the family? For the long term."

Vereesa, who was half-wrapped in the quilt and revealed a large piece of snow-white skin, also shook her legs and said, "Yes, Sister Tyrande has lived in our house for such a long time, and anyone with a discerning eye can see her thoughts, so we should be mentally prepared. The people who have done it have already done it.”

  Charlemagne scratched his head, carefully looked at the three of them and tentatively said, "How about...we vote? Those who agree..."

   "Shua!"

   Just as Charlemagne finished speaking, the three of Aurelia rolled their eyes and raised their hands in unison.

   "It's all like this, do you still want to say that you don't want Tyrande? Huh! I don't like scumbags."

   "Well, let's take responsibility for what you did."

   "Yes, yes, and there is one more person so that we can bully you in turn!"

  Charlemagne shook his head and laughed, his heart was relieved a lot, and then he deliberately made a vicious expression and pressed Vereesa under him, "Little girl, let's see who is bullying whom!"

   "Hee hee, the big bad wolf wants to eat people~"

  (end of this chapter)