I traveled through time and space and became the Archbishop of Stormwind!

"..."

"Can this still happen?!"

Alvin was surprised.

"You guys dismantled the car? Didn't you say we could leave tomorrow morning?"

"To be precise, the carriages were dismantled."

The master craftsman crossed his arms, looking calm and composed.

"It was just a prototype, so it wasn't comfortable at all! Don't worry, Alvin, we'll definitely be able to use it with the official version tomorrow!"

"However, while we were transporting you, the little girl named Akali woke up and was then sent to wash up."

Mekkatorque leaned close to Alvin and whispered mysteriously, "The dwarven ladies wanted to help her bathe, and she knocked over several of them! They said they'd never encountered a human so strong in their lives!"

"So I hope you'll let me do some research on this girl when you get back! Maybe I can develop a technology that can turn ordinary people into strongmen!"

Mekkatorque felt a little embarrassed. It seemed that borrowing his friend's sister for human experiments was a bit too much for him.

"Hahahaha!"

A hearty and honest laugh rang out.

The dwarves parted a path, and King Magni stepped out.

"Master Craftsman! How dare you study a giant dragon!"

The dwarf king came out wearing a gorgeous warrior plate armor, still only wearing a crown on his head to show his status.

"Dragon Rider Priest, Dragon Rider Priest, of course there are dragons!"

"So guess where Alvin's dragon is?"

Magni patted the dwarf's bald head maliciously...

"You, you mean..."

"The little girl is..."

Mekkatorque removed the dwarf king's hand from his head, pointed at Akalitrassa, and stammered...

"No way! You old dwarf, you must be lying to me again!"

"Oh!"

Seeing that Mekkatorque was a little suspicious, Akalissa shook her shoulders, and two red dragon wings stretched out from behind her. She flapped them violently, and the strong gust of wind she stirred up blew Mekkatorque over.

Seeing this, everyone moved away. The Dwarf King laughed and bent down to help his old friend up.

"I believe it, I believe it!"

"Hahahahaha!"

The people around burst into laughter.

Fortunately, the dwarves and gnomes are both very straightforward races. They are used to speaking their minds and taking action if they are dissatisfied. They don't have any bad intentions. They just laugh when they want to, and the master craftsman is not angry at all.

"Today is a good day!"

The king stepped forward, took Alvin's hand, and led him to the center of the banquet hall.

"Thanks to the efforts of Miracle Priest Alvin and our dwarf brothers, the darkness lurking in the tunnels has finally been eradicated! Our subway will be operational soon!"

The king paused and raised the wine glass high in his hand.

"From now on, there will be no obstacles between Ironforge and Stormwind! This is a major event for the Alliance! We will do our best to support Turalyon and others in their battle at the Dark Portal!"

"To the Alliance! Cheers!"

"For the Alliance! For the Alliance!"

The people shouted and, together with King Magni, raised their glasses and drank them all.

Alvin and Calpurnia also raised their glasses, looked at each other, and drank them all in one gulp.

"Wow!"

I had heard that dwarves like strong liquor, and after drinking this glass of wine, Alvin felt like his stomach was burning.

Looking at Caponia again, her face immediately turned red and she took a few gulps of the juice next to her.

"Hahahaha!"

Magni laughed.

"We have two treasures in Ironforge! The first one is our Thunder Beer!"

As he spoke, he raised another glass of wine and drank it.

"The second thing is my daughter, Princess Moira! Daughter, my daughter, where are you?"

Magni said as he looked out at the crowd and yelled his daughter's name.

"Dad, I'm here!"

A rough sound came from the crowd, and people immediately separated upon seeing it.

A sturdy and gorgeously dressed female dwarf walked out of the crowd.

"Moira! Come to Daddy!"

Magni laughed and patted the seat next to him.

He turned his head, winked at Alvin and said, "Brother Alvin, let me introduce my daughter to you! Ahahahaha!"

Alvin had just finished suppressing the effects of the previous glass of wine when he choked on tears.

He wiped his eyes and nodded.

"Okay, okay, Calpurnia, give me your juice and let me squeeze it. This wine is really strong!"

The female dwarf twisted her waist gracefully and walked towards Magni.

"Moira says hello to the Miracle Priest..."

"Ah, hello, hello, I'm Alvin, nice to meet you."

Alvin quickly stood up and returned the greeting to the dwarf princess who saluted him.

Seeing this, the princess shyly hid behind Magni, blushing, and secretly peeked at Alvin from behind her father. Magni laughed at this.

"..."

Something is wrong!

Alvin keenly discovered that nothing was right!

Why was that dwarf princess constantly peeking at him? Why was she blushing? Why were the people around her making such a fuss?

Take a closer look at the princess's dress, which is woven with gold thread, hung with gems and topped with a circle of animal fur. The more you look at it, the more it looks like what you are wearing.

That damned royal steward!

He made himself and this dwarf princess wear a pair of nouveau riche couple outfits! This guy must have done it on purpose!

Even being instructed by someone!

Looking at the cheerful McGowen, the cheerful Dwarf King didn't look like someone who would do such a thing!

Look at the shy Princess Moira behind him. Although she looks like a lady, her eyes always reveal a shrewd light from time to time!

I was tricked by this Moira!

Alvin seemed uneasy, and Calpurnia, whose whole heart was on Alvin, immediately noticed something was wrong.

Girls in love are always very sensitive about this kind of thing, and elves are no exception...

"Ouch!"

Alvin cried out in pain. It turned out that Caponia's little hand had quietly twisted his waist.

"I promise, this has nothing to do with me!"

Alvin whispered hurriedly.

Calpurnia nodded calmly.

"I know, but I'm still angry..."

"..."

"Come on, brother Alvin, let's continue drinking! We won't go home until we're drunk!"

Magni didn't know what was going on. He took Alvin's hand and poured him the wine himself.

"father!"

Moira blushed and whispered,

"You are a generation behind me!"

"?"

"If you call Miracle Pastor your brother, doesn't that make me Miracle Pastor's niece?"

"oh?!"

Magni suddenly realized what was going on and laughed awkwardly while scratching his head.

"We, let's discuss our own matters. We won't delay you. Hahahaha!"

"..."

This is Sima Zhao's intention, everyone knows it!

Alvin forced a smile, his facial expression changing like the rainy season.

Because he felt a cold little hand climbing up his waist again...

He could only drink with Magni, ignore Moira's flirting, and hold Calpurnia's hand to beg for mercy.

The master craftsman Mekkatorque, who was sitting next to him, was stunned.

"Fuck, this young man...that's hell ahead!"

After saying that, he drank the beer in front of him.

It was unknown how long the party lasted after Alvin got drunk.

Akalitha took over Alvin's position and continued to drink with the Dwarf King. Finally, after all the dwarves were drunk and lying down, the banquet finally ended.

At the end of the banquet, only three ladies were left standing...