Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 560: Opera

Dwarves are straightforward people. Unless it involves confidential information, they usually say whatever they think.

Otherwise, why would the musket named Dwarf Fishing Rod be so famous?

Muradin, the big mouth, directly pushed Gavinrad into the fire. Except for Tirion, after a brief moment of confusion, almost everyone present was trying to hold back their laughter until they suffered internal injuries.

Gavinrad is also a talkative person. He had just finished talking about his criteria for choosing a girlfriend when a boss who completely meets his criteria popped up over there. He really brings trouble upon himself.

Gavinrad almost wanted to silence the witness.

But the bastard Duke continued to push the miserable Paladin into the fire pit with a serious face: "In order to fight against the upcoming demon army, we must unite all the holy forces. Gavinrad, Tirion, the task of communicating with her is left to you."

"Yes!" Tirion straightened his back.

"Yes..." Gavinrad seemed to be attending a funeral.

The giantess Jenna didn't seem to notice Duke's tricks. Instead, she knelt down excitedly and asked the two paladins questions.

Duke said nonchalantly: "I wish you happiness." Then Duke patted his butt and left.

This is a small step taken by Gavinrad at the cost of his own self, and it is also a big step taken by Gavinrad for the great cause of Holy Light.

Ah! May the Light deceive you!

If in the future there are books in Azeroth that are both functional and good for reading, such as "On Interracial Love Under the Banner of the Holy Light" and "The Untold Story of the First Paladin and the Holy Light Giantess", and even fool some rookie paladins, Duke said that it has absolutely nothing to do with him.

After leaving the hall, the bastards finally couldn't help themselves and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Are you killing me with laughter? I want to ask, if Gavinrad had a child with that Jenna, how tall would his child be?" Muradin opened fire first.

Rhonin answered stupidly: "Generally speaking, it seems difficult for interracial couples to have children. But there are exceptions. It seems that Miss Jesse Farrell of the Stormwind Fleet has dwarf ancestry. Elves and humans can also give birth to half-elves. Maybe it's also possible for humans and female giants..."

Rhonin is really a simple-minded person, but to others, it sounds like Rhonin is seriously criticizing Gavinrad!

When they heard the word "half-elf", for some reason the three Windrunner sisters all blushed. Of course, the men present, well, except for the Holy Light Bishop Benedict, naturally focused on the shameless topic of how humans and stone giants can have offspring.

Without two paladins, the team's vanguard became much weaker.

But it doesn't matter.

After dealing with the maid disguised as a succubus on the road, Khadgar and the Heroic Elves returned again. Khadgar led more than a hundred translucent Heroic Elves to fight with the ghost guests wandering around the ballroom and on the road leading to the opera house.

Duke breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he still had no idea about clearing Karazhan. This was the real Azeroth, not a game where people were simply ranked by level. The guys around him had certainly entered the realm of heroes, and it could be said that except for Rhonin, who was still a archmage, none of them were weaklings.

On the other hand, their bodies are not actually as strong and durable as in the game. Perhaps every powerful person with a leader-level tag in the game can withstand the siege of hundreds of top players.

Unfortunately, this is the reality. After seeing Anduin and Orgrim easily injure each other in the duel, Duke understood - perhaps they really have extraordinary reaction and strength, and can use mysterious power beyond the mortal world, but deep down they are still fragile mortals.

The priests in this world don't have any resurrection magic, and the only one who can be resurrected as a living person is Duke.

With a sigh, Duke and his party had unknowingly arrived at the opera house in Karazhan.

"Wow! So beautiful! After this place is cleaned up, can we enjoy the opera here?" Vereesa shook Duke's arm excitedly.

Duke smiled and said, "Of course. After we deal with this demonic attack, you sisters can decorate this place however you want."

The ghost audience and ghost servants who turned into ghosts along the way have been killed by the heroic warriors. Unlike monsters in reality, ghosts usually leave no traces after they disappear.

What appeared before the adventure team was just a huge, slightly shabby opera house.

The scale of the opera house is so large that it feels like it can compete with the Sydney Opera House before Duke traveled through time, well, a smaller version.

The horseshoe-shaped hall has seats in the middle for ordinary people.

The three sides of the hall are three-story VIP seats. Looking at the floating decorations made of expensive silk and the tables, chairs and tableware that still look gorgeous today, it is not difficult to imagine the grand occasion when King Llane and Anduin brought a large number of upper-class nobles from Stormwind Kingdom to watch the opera here.

This is an age where entertainment is scarce.

Apart from the low-level clowns or minstrels who performed in the market, the greatest entertainment for the nobles was opera.

It's true that the Windrunner sisters are rangers, but where do you think Alleria's elegance and wonderful harp skills come from? Isn't it also obtained through strict etiquette training and long-term music training?

Suddenly, a beautiful and melodious organ sound echoed in everyone's ears.

Following the direction of the music, Duke and the others found that Sylvanas had sat on the huge organ in the front left of the stage. Her tender fingers moved lightly on the keys, playing beautiful notes one after another.

In a trance, everyone saw the emerald green forest, smelled the fragrance of flowers mixed with the scent of soil, and heard the chirping of birds echoing in the woods.

Everyone was intoxicated.

Before they knew it, the song was over. Not only Duke and the others, but even the Elves gave Sylvanas a round of applause for her piano playing.

Sylvanas sighed, "Duke, you have so many great things here. There are only two organs of this national treasure level in the whole of Quel'Thalas."

Duke shrugged: "If you like, you can come here every day to play. I won't bother you."

Sylvanas gave Duke a complicated look and said, "Humph!"

Duke was a little confused, and turned to ask Alleria: "Did I provoke her?"

Alleria covered her mouth and laughed: "I won't tell you my sister's secret."

"Look - Duke, can I go up to the stage?" Vereesa pointed excitedly at the huge stage covered tightly by red curtains, her hands waving constantly.