Chapter 642: Teacher Duke (Part 4)

Jaina Proudmoore!

Originally, a historically infamous daddy-seller!

Now, still an unexpired loli.

When Duke saw Jaina again, he was utterly stunned. The 13-year-old Jaina already possessed a beauty that transcended the mortal world.

After more than a year apart, the development of the young girl was evident.

She inherited her mother's beauty very well, and the influence of puberty on her was apparent. The curve of her hips had become graceful, and the once petite curve of her chest had now become tempting.

Ah! Has the unripe fruit begun to grow into a mature peach?

"Congratulations, Teacher Duke!"

Seeing Jaina perform a well-behaved lady's courtesy towards him, Duke was momentarily dazed, hallucinations appearing before his eyes, and auditory illusions in his ears:

Jaina, tilting her youthful and unbeatable delicate face, said to Duke: "Brother, although I don't mind, if you topple me, according to criminal law, it starts at three years, up to life, you know!"

In Duke's mental world, he forcefully let two lines of nosebleed flow, and powerfully responded with eight words:

"Three years is a bloody bargain! Life, worth it!"

Little loli Jaina was instantly discolored...

Alright! Back to reality.

Duke, with a dignified demeanor, admired Jaina with calm eyes.

Without so many complicated thoughts, she possessed purity that directly rivaled Princess Calia, and spiritual eyes that Calia never had.

Yes! The biggest difference lies in those sapphire-like eyes.

If Calia is a canary carefully cultivated by King Terenas in a cage.

Then Jaina is a polar ice phoenix ready to fly her dreams at any time.

Noble, beautiful, yet with a faint sense of danger.

A kind of magical stimulation, stimulating Duke's senses.

And Daelin's next sentence brought Duke's strangely exciting feeling to a peak: "Duke! I'm quite a bit older than you. After these days of living and dying together, I've long regarded you as my little brother. My daughter is not like me; she cannot become a daughter of the great sea. But I don't want to waste her unparalleled magical talent, so I want to entrust her to you for guidance."

Duke, suppressing the strange feeling in his heart: "I remember that Princess Jaina admires Archmage Antonidas the most."

"But Archmage Antonidas is busy! I've asked him several times, and he always declined." Daelin shrugged.

"I'm also busy! Karazhan will be attacked by demons in a while. Even after sorting that out, I have to rebuild the Kingdom of Stormwind." Duke played dumb.

Suddenly, Antonidas came over: "Are you saying that you, a youngster, have less energy than this old man?"

Damn it, did you all discuss this beforehand?

Duke seemed to want to shirk: "Sorry! Daelin, Jaina is too beautiful, in case I can't control myself..."

Before Duke finished speaking, Daelin had already come over to hook his arm around him: "It's okay, just remember to buy a ticket after boarding. I'm not picky about the betrothal gift, just casually give me a deepwater port as a betrothal gift."

"Father--" Jaina was greatly embarrassed, stomping her foot anxiously. Although she had heard that her father wanted to betroth her to Duke, saying it in public was still embarrassing for a noble princess!

"My dear, I'm just saying." Daelin casually comforted his daughter.

Duke couldn't stay calm: Damn it! Are you testing my integrity?

"Aren't you afraid that I'll board the ship without buying a ticket?"

"Not afraid! First, I believe you are not that kind of person. Second, even if you are, I'll just declare war on the Kingdom of Stormwind, even if all the men in the country die in battle, I will kill you, kid." When Daelin said this, Duke's face turned green.

Bullshit! A situation that might make him the son-in-law of the Proudmoore family. If he teaches well, there's no damn benefit at all! Who the hell would do it!?

"Please forgive me for firmly refusing you." Duke was adamant.

"Don't rush to refuse." At this time, Llane and Anduin came up, and Anduin even put his arm around Duke's shoulder, showing a parchment contract.

This is a ten-year economic and trade contract between the Kingdom of Stormwind and the Kingdom of Kul Tiras. From trade to supply, to military supply, to maritime cooperation. This is almost an all-round cooperation between the two countries.

Duke glanced roughly, and the Kingdom of Stormwind could profit at least two million gold coins each year, which is an estimate for the first year. That is to say, this contract is conservatively estimated to exceed twenty million gold coins. Obviously, this is a cooperation that the Kingdom of Stormwind, which is in a state of restoration, cannot refuse.

"Llane, did you sell me for a mere twenty million?" Duke was devastated.

"Uh, it's not like that, Princess Jaina will study under you until she is 20 years old, or she reaches the Moonlight level in advance, or you marry other nobles, Princess Jaina will go back to Kul Tiras." Llane said a bit embarrassingly.

Duke bled three liters!

It's not that they unreasonably stuffed her over!

Teaching their daughter can net twenty million gold coins in pure profit, although it is collected over ten years, but Duke, who understands history, is very clear that the future Third Dark Portal War actually has nothing to do with the southern mainland's Ironforge and Stormwind.

As long as they withstand the wave of N'Zoth, the Kingdom of Stormwind will usher in a decade of development.

And turning against Kul Tiras has no benefits for the Kingdom of Stormwind.

Before the underground train passage with Ironforge is opened, the only passage for the Kingdom of Stormwind to communicate with the outside world is by sea. Forget about running business to the north through the Burning Steppes, under Blackrock Mountain are the Dark Iron dwarves who oppose the Bronzebeard dwarves, running business there is seeking death.

Duke looked at Llane and Anduin, then at Daelin and Antonidas, all these old foxes had an invisible demon tail on their butts, shaking it while snickering.

Duke: "Llane, Anduin, really no room for negotiation?"

The two bastards shook their heads like a rattle drum.

Duke was desperate!

Jaina: "Father, wasn't it just supposed to be apprenticeship?"

Old sea rogue Daelin: "It is apprenticeship! I just said the ugly words first just in case."

Jaina was also desperate!

In this way, the bitter Jaina walked to Duke in small steps: "Jaina Proudmoore, requests Duke Marcus to accept me as a disciple and guide me on the path of arcane."

Duke helplessly: "Alright! From today, you are the disciple of Duke. Come, meet Rhonin, he entered the door earlier than you, he is your senior brother."

"Hello, Senior Brother Rhonin!"

"Hello, Junior Sister Jaina!"

Rhonin is older, so Jaina doesn't find this greeting awkward.

At this time, Daelin suddenly spoke: "Duke, I also know that my daughter is a bit clever and has various ideas. I'm afraid you can't suppress her. So, I'll give you my saber. I, Daelin, hereby swear on the ancestors of Proudmoore, to grant Duke Marcus the right to discipline my daughter, Jaina. If Jaina commits any evil acts against humanity and human ethics, Teacher Duke can dispose of Jaina at will with this sword, I, Daelin, will have no objections!"