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Chapter 1118 Sympathy

"Why is this happening? You killed my husband! After my child is born, there will be no father, and you will ruin my life and my child."

The thunder rolled in, and the players were completely stupid.

"I'm sorry we made such a mistake, but your father thought you were bewitched by Emperor Sorison. He missed you very much. Now I will be with us. "They also wanted to ask why, why didn't you early, you have already killed you. Isn't this just a scam?

"Sorisen is a great, respectable king and a competent husband. I will not go back with you," Princess Moera rejected the player's proposal.

Several players who took on the mission were extremely depressed. Now that the task was over, the mission completely failed.

"I promise you that this child will become the next ruler of Iron Fortress," Moella said indignantly for a moment, "You and your fellow men will pay the price for what they have done today."

With hatred, the players had no intention of staying here, and they all left Hearthstone.

Lu Li did not leave, he still had a mission, and the water elf did not leave immediately. She seemed to be infected by the plot, and was still staring at Princess Mo'era kneeling beside Emperor Sorison and crying.

"My father was indeed deeply disappointed with the lack of being born as a girl, as if I had let him down just because I was born in the wrong way. I was reminded repeatedly, so I didn't want to stay here at all.

And he would never believe it. He felt that the only possibility that I fell in love with a black iron dwarf was that my husband had bewitched me. Haha, that's true. He bewitched me, using respect, someone listened when I was talking, believing that even a woman could govern the country well.

When my father excluded me, the Black Iron Dwarves welcomed me, and this was the only spell Daglan Sorison and the Black Iron Dwarves used against me.

My father thought they were despicable and knew only how to fight and kill, but they were dwarves, like dwarves of other clans, were descendants of earth spirits, and that was what I planned to do, reminding other dwarves to let them understand this…”

Princess Moaila whispered to the body of Emperor Sorison. She didn't care about the two players who were still in the King's Palace. Perhaps she came to her, whether they had left or stayed, they were all enemies who killed her husband and destroyed her extremely humble happiness.

"So this is the truth..." The water elf raised his head and looked at Lu Li with moist eyes: "Is this why you didn't ask me to interrupt Princess Mo'era's therapy for you?"

At the beginning, it was interrupted by a thief. If the kick didn't cool down properly, Lu Li would occasionally miss the healing technique, but he did not ask the water elves to help.

The water elves were very curious, but they didn't ask.

"This is just a game," Lu Li.

"But it was so real. If I had known that this was the plot, I was not sure if I would continue to fight," the water elf smiled self-deprecatingly. She felt that Moaila was like herself, a dirty thing that could never be perfect in the eyes of her father, so cracks would inevitably appear.

"The game company did this on purpose, and no one could interfere with the plot," Lu Li said dryly.

The water elf cursed the game company angrily, but his mood was still depressed. This is indeed rare for female rich people who have never expressed their fragility. Perhaps Princess Mo'era's experience did touch her.

This inadvertent coincidence can be more touching.

"I still have a copy mission that has not been completed yet. Do you want to join me?" Lu Li asked, "Wrinkled Notes" in his hand.

"Okay, what is the related task?" The water elf's attention was attracted by the task and finally agreed to leave with Lu Li.

"It's about Marshal Windersol," Lu Li's expression suddenly became strange. He suddenly remembered that he had successfully pulled the water elves out of Princess Mo'era's pit. Is he taking her into Marshal Windersol's pit now? It seems to be a complete tragedy, and Lu Li did not think that the system would allow them to change Marshal Windersol's life trajectory.

Soon after, I came to the prison position. Even if there were monsters, I could not stop two powerful thieves.

Seeing the middle-aged man trapped in a dark cell, the guards of the ragged-clothed middle-aged man had been killed. Other inmates helped Marshal Windsor find the clothes water elf and couldn't believe that he was the hero in the cross.

"I know you will come, I'm glad to see you, my friend!" Marshal Wendersol greeted Lu Li.

"Actually, if I don't come back, you will live better," Lu Li said deeply. The wrinkled note seemed even more wrinkled in his palm due to the force. He knew more about Marshal Windersol's fate than anyone else. If he gave up saving Marshal Windersol...

No, the system will definitely transfer the task to other players who are willing to do the task according to the plot.

For Dawn's current plot line, what Marshal Windersol wants to do is very important, otherwise the next copy will not be able to be opened.

"Come on, my friend, why should I wince," Wendersol stretched out his hand to Lu Li after Lu Li opened the prison door.

Lu Li had no choice but to hand over the "Wrinkled Note".

There are some information recorded above, which was obtained by Wendsol and his followers taking great risks. Before they could solve the mystery, they were betrayed by the traitor and fell into the hands of the Black Stone Dwarf.

"The clue is indeed on two stone slabs. Let's go and get my equipment and my horse first. I guess the Black Iron Dwarfs have been subdued by you. You are so great." Marshal Windsor walked out happily, without any decadence or worry about knowing that his destiny was coming.

Lu Li and the water elves quickly followed, after all, there were still some monsters on the way.

It was a standard military equipment, and a very thin old horse. After Windersol was equipped, he finally regained the style of some soldiers and heroes.

They soon found the stone slabs he wanted in two hidden locations in the Dark Furnace City, which were covered with ancient patterns, and there were faint traces of giant dragons hidden among them. Wendsol stared at the two stone slabs for a long time, then rode his old horse and rushed out directly.

"Let's go to Stormwind City!"
Chapter completed!
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