The following week, Diego felt that his life was no different.
The nobles were clearly not fond of this new neon who had infringed on their inherent interests.
He was boycotted by them en masse.
No nobleman came to visit, and no nobleman invited him to balls, invitations, etc.
But Diego is happy to be idle, he is not one of those people who is sociable, long-sleeved and good at dancing, otherwise he would not be so homely in his previous life, and he also has no good feelings for these people.
Strictly speaking, these people were also indirect murderers who caused Wendsall's death, and he was very surprised that these people had not received any punishment - except for the hapless Greg?
Sir Leskova, who was mortally wounded by angry townspeople, died that night.
He just had nothing to do, walking around Stormwind every day, looking at the towers of the Clouds in the mage district, the majestic spires of the church districts, the smoke-billowing furnaces in the dwarf quarters, the messy and dirty alleys of the old town, the bustling crowds in the trade area, and the canals that led in all directions in the city.
Beginning the day after the funeral, Masrae visited his fellow Night Elves in the Garden District every day.
"Those Night Elves have been away from Darnassus for too long, and they desperately need news from their homeland."
However, he said, Diego was ∑ and could always smell a woman's scent from him when he returned late, and it seemed that his countrymen were all women.
Of course, Diego isn't doing nothing here.
At least a small portion of his treasures from the Dark Furnace City were auctioned off on the trading floor for a large amount of gold.
Otherwise, the expensive accommodation fee of the Golden Rose Hotel.
He and Masrae would go bankrupt in less than a week.
This luxurious inn is located on West Street in the Stormwind Trade District, separated from the tower-lined Mage Quarter by a canal.
Tightly adjacent to the Stormwind Kingdom's accounting room and trading floor.
Compared to the large and small taverns and restaurants in Stormwind, the Gilded Rose is undoubtedly the best among them, with plenty of legends and accolades surrounding the store.
It is said that the Gilded Rose has a long history, and was famous for its fame before the fall of Stormwind, making it a favorite among the nobles and commoners of the Seven Human Kingdoms.
At the time of Stormwind's reconstruction, the Gilded Rose, along with Stormwind Fortress and the Mage's Tower, was one of the first buildings to be completed in the new Stormwind City.
Alexton.
The proximity to banks and auction houses, as well as other commercial buildings, attracted many large businessmen.
But the comfort and luxury of this inn is just as famous for its sky-high accommodation costs.
Those luxury suites cost a gold coin for one night, which makes you gnash your teeth.
If it weren't for the fortune made by the Black Iron Dwarves, Diego and Masrae would not have stayed here for even one night.
He spent a week in this relaxed atmosphere of nostalgia and extravagance, until Bowall?
The court attendant sent here by the Duke of Vortagen appeared before him.
"Where does the Duke need to see me?"
Diego gossiped with the squire as he packed his bags, "In Stormstorm?"
” "Yes, in the royal palace, the duke's office."
"Did he say anything about this summons?"
Diego asked with a knock on the side, out of the habit of an otaku.
He has always avoided such things as going to see his superiors.
He made a gesture at Guan Haifa, signaling it to stay in the hotel, there was no danger in going, and there was no need to go out in general.
"Nope.
Can you hurry?
The Duke is still waiting to depart.
The squire urged impatiently, but he didn't notice what he had inadvertently leaked.
"Going?
Where is the Duke going?
Diego keenly noticed this and asked.
"How do I know?
My name is not on the list this time.
Perhaps realizing that he had just slipped out, the attendant made up for it.
This time, no matter what Diego asks again.
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He didn't answer anymore.
Diego reluctantly followed him, stepping into the carriage that had come to pick him up and heading to the palace.
They were silent and came to the gate of the fortress.
A palace guard, the one who escorted Greg?
The captain of the small group of palace guards that Leskova had gone to arrest Windsor—he had been lucky enough to pass the rigorous screening and purge, but was relegated to the gate—saluted them, and they had no respect for the adventurer who accompanied Marshal Windsor on the last leg of his life.
Diego noticed that on the tower high above the fortress, the ballistas had broken their strings, and the huge crossbow bolts could be fired at any time, and it seemed that Bervar also realized that this place was not completely safe until the black dragon was completely destroyed.
They walked down a long hallway, and before entering the throne hall, they turned into a narrower hallway, and stopped in front of a room where guards stood guard.
"Is the Lord Regent in there?"
He asked.
The guard nodded, and he saw the adventurer behind the squire.
"The Duke has said that if you arrive, go straight in."
The squire pushed the door open and entered, gesturing to the adventurer to follow.
It was a large room, and in the center of the room was a large square table of oak wood.
Duke Vortagen was standing at the table, bending down to look at something carefully.
He was dressed in civilian clothes, and his ornate and sturdy armor hung like a human figure on a wooden shelf in the corner.
The squire bent down and quietly retreated, leaving only the adventurer.
But the duke had been busy with himself and didn't speak, and Diego waited a little bored, he didn't understand why these big men were always playing tricks like this, was it to give him a disadvantage?
He was a little angry, so he took a few steps forward and came to the table.
Then he found a map on the table that was depicted on a whole cowhide, the kind of old-fashioned map that he was familiar with, and he recognized it at a glance as the map of Red Ridge Mountain, and he even recognized the signs of Lakeside Town and Stone Fort on it.
Truth be told, Diego has always had a love for this style of map, and in his previous life, he even had someone make a full map of Azeroth and hang it on the wall in front of his desk.
"Diego, what do you think?"
Berval spoke suddenly.
"It's beautiful."
Diego blurted out, but he immediately realized his mistake and stole a glance at the duke with some embarrassment.
(To be continued.) )