Unfortunately, Yitrig saw the opportunity and broke through the encirclement under the cover of his personal soldiers.

The Allies still failed to capture or destroy it.

But no matter whether the result is perfect or not, the battle will be won.

Between the countryside, there should be a small group of tribal remnants waiting to be cleared.

However, the battle between the large group has ended.

They won the battle!

The two of them exchanged a few more greetings, and then Fist made an excuse to withdraw, came to Dailin and sat down.

Seeing this, Dai Lin brought up an extremely ugly smile and said, "I'm fine, there's no need to say much."

Fist knew that sometimes sympathy was also a kind of harm to the parties involved.

So he followed the other party's wishes.

I talked about other topics with it.

In order to prevent the other party from thinking of his deceased family, Fister has trouble talking about Gina and Finna, who both are familiar with.

Dai Lin was very interested in other contents.

For a moment, the atmosphere became a little awkward.

Fortunately, several great nobles from Stormwind City came together at this time.

One of the marquis who was familiar with Fist came directly to him and Dalin.

He also informed him that the nobles had received the approval of the owner of the house and were preparing to hold a dinner here.

Thank you very much for your help.

And celebrate the victory of the war.

I hope Fest and the other two will not refuse.

These nobles came with the army and were relatively reliable and willing to contribute to the country.

He had a good impression of it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the war ended, it was a common practice for convenience.

But then he felt that this was normal.

After all, everyone has been suffocating for too long.

Have you seen the generals be moved when they hear this?

Did even Tulayang have a great time talking to the nobles who invited him?

But he had no interest in this.

I was originally going to refuse directly.

Unexpectedly, Dai Lin suddenly said, "Is there any good wine?"

The Marquis smiled: "Your Majesty Dailin, you asked, there are really. Those orcs are not good at brains. They found Nedved's secret cellar, and his treasures are still there. There are all aged Port wine, morning dew wine and cherry wine. If you want to drink Dalaran black wine or dwarf spirits, you can find it for you!"

"Very good. When will the banquet begin?" Dai Lin said immediately.

Fist felt that the other party had a problem with his mental state.

Not very relieved to attend the meeting alone.

Finally, I chose to agree.

I don’t say anything about it, and time will soon come to the evening.

Fest and others moved directly to the restaurant.

His deployment, except for the sisters Aurelia and Sylvanas, was not involved, and no other personnel were absent.

The whole banquet was not very good.

The chef's craftsmanship is not satisfactory.

The musician's level is a mess.

But many things are just an atmosphere.

Everyone was basically very happy.

Of course, Dailin must be removed.

As soon as he sat down, he started drinking all kinds of wine.

And it is not a cup of taste, but a bottle of blowing.

Fister was frightened to see.

Fortunately, Dai Lin is a master after all, so he should not die of drinking.

The great nobles of Stormwind all knew that Fist had a bright future.

During the meal, many people talked to him and found out that they had a relationship.

There are even people with lower status in the neighborhood, who come here specially.

Among them is Old Fertagen.

The other party apologized to him specifically for his offense with his son.

It's more lively than Tulayang.

This is normal. After all, although Tulayang is the head coach, the dissolution of the Allies has entered the countdown.

And Fist, a powerful seven-ring strongman, will always be a legend.

Not to mention his performance has always been better than Tulayang.

The final battle between troops and three groups is a typical example.

Fist won very easily.

Tulayang struggled more.

Of course, the enemies they face are different, and this analogy is a bit like a hooligan.

But the nobles were unable to share their skills and had only experienced one of the battles.

Coupled with the losses suffered by Stormwind City, it is difficult not to make it feel resentful.

Therefore, most of them are consequentialism.

Fest wishes less social engagements like this.

Fording, who was standing beside him, had already escaped on excuses, and he didn't know when he would be nonsense.

I can't help but regret it secretly, so I shouldn't agree.

Fortunately, he quickly overturned his ideas.

Because at this moment Dai Lin suddenly stood up and threw the bottle of wine in his hand to the ground.

Then he burped and roared: "I want to kill all the orcs..."

Soon his emotions turned to sadness: "I...I hurt them!"

Obviously, Fest's previous concerns were not aimless.

In order to prevent Dalin from becoming even more ugly, Fist directly used spells to hypnotize him.

It made Dailin fall into a deep sleep.

He then accused everyone of crime and left with Dailin.

After handing over the other side to the guards of Kurtiras, Fist did not return to the banquet.

Walk straight to your room.

——This is assigned by logistics personnel to Fist during the day.

Fister did not drink alcohol, and his body also had a spell of automatic cleaning.

But I always feel like I'm drunk.

So he untied his belt and prepared to use spells to clean up his body.

Just then, a firm female voice coughed and said, "Please also pay attention to etiquette, Mr. Fest."

Fister felt very furious when he heard this.

Because he is a senior Allied Army, he must be on the tribe's assassination list.

So I have long developed the habit of using my mental power to scan it first when I go back to the house.

Of course, it was no exception before. He was sure that he had investigated the corner where the female voice came.

Nothing was discovered at that time.

Then Fist's heart moved.
To be continued...