The queen's eyes flickered. "Of course, we dragons are clear about gratitude and resentnt. Saving is one thing, and helping the dragons ambush and kill Neltharion is another. Of course, the rewards will be divided! Separately!"
Alexstrasza's emphasis on each word was truly unique.
Duke was really excited.
Saving the queen is already a reward of eternal life, so how much more generous would the reward be for killing the great dragon traitor Deathwing?
If Duke wasn't concerned about his image, he would definitely be drooling right now.
Seeing Duke looking like he wanted to jump over and kiss her, Alexstrasza pretended to be disgusted: "Humph! Just now I wanted to be intimate with you but you looked so reluctant. Now you want to co over? No way!"
With a wave of his hand, Duke flew out like a cloud and fell dizzy.
This was obviously the result of the Queen deliberately holding back.
"Your Majesty, do you have to be so stingy?" Duke said bitterly.
"I like it. Co and fight if you don't agree!" Her Majesty the Queen proudly puffed out her chest and tightened her abdon. Suddenly, a super-high temperature fireball appeared in her right hand, and she looked like soone who could dare to fight her to the bitter end.
Looking at the proud curve of the queen's chest, Duke shalessly cowed and raised his hands in surrender.
Good! You have big breasts, you win!
"Hehe! Do you have the courage to punch Neltharion in the face?" The queen still looked like she was in an advantageous position and would not give in.
"You are not the enemy..."
If I really beat you up, I'll lose my benefits.
"Hehehe! You're smart! When Malygos gets tired of playing tricks on Neltharion, we'll notify you." After saying that, the queen turned around and without any hesitation turned into a flash of red lightning and flew away.
"Huh - is it true that all strong won have bad tempers? I'm so tired..." After sending the Red Dragon Queen away, his brain, which had finally cleared up, beca a little groggy again because of the alcohol.
Duke threw himself on the bed, sniffing the body scent left by the queen, as well as Long Wei...
"roar--"
This is a blow from the heart.
"Oh my god!" Duke was so scared that he jumped up from the bed.
"Hehehe!" The sweet laughter of a malicious dragon queen ca from afar.
This ti, she really left.
"Fuck you! Are you going to let live?" In the system detection, Duke's bed was determined to be 'Alexstrasza's trap (24 hours)!'
Duke's eyelids twitched wildly.
A wave of alcohol ca over him again, and his eyelids went from twitching wildly to fighting mode.
Duke was too lazy to go out and change rooms, so he just fell into the recliner and fell asleep.
While he was dazed, he seed to be caressing his body.
Familiar footsteps, familiar sll, Duke couldn't tell who it was with his dizzy head, but he was sure that it must be soone around him.
It's a very natural sense of security.
Hmm? Vereesa?
In a daze, I just felt that the other person seed to have covered with a quilt.
Duke grabbed her with one hand and pulled her into his arms.
Mm, familiar scent of hair, very pleasant feeling.
Vereesa seed to still be blaming him for vomiting to death a tree and refused to co over.
But Duke has a big trick: "Honey, don't let sleep alone on the night of triumph."
Without much awareness, Duke just leaned sideways and hugged the beauty in his arms like a hoboy hugging a pillow. Vereesa was indeed a married woman, and she imdiately gave up struggling obediently.
The perfect body temperature gave Duke a very comfortable feeling.
"Hoo...Hoo...Hoo..."
Duke was fast asleep.
In the dream, Duke lived a happy life.
He beca the king of children.
Punch the Undercity kindergarten and step on the Thunder Bluff preschool.
Then he rushed to Wyrmrest Temple and beat the shit out of Alexstrasza who had dared to provoke him before.
Duke knocked the Red Dragon Queen away with just a few punches.
She ran away, and Duke chased her.
Once caught up, of course he was executed on the spot.
Haha! Isn't it Dragon Peak?
I rub it!
I rub!
I pinch!
Huh?
Wait, sothing seems wrong?
The size is close, but it's so soft. This is not the ball that a well-trained and muscular body should have.
...
Duke sobered up.
In the darkness, he suddenly realized that he was hugging a female body.
but...
It was neither the golden color of Alleria that emitted dazzling light even in the dark night, nor the bright silver color of Vereesa that was equally dazzling, but long black hair.
There is only one person around Duke who has hair like this...
Duke finally couldn't help but exclaid, with a look of horror on his face.
"Ilucia!?"
"Hmm?" It was a murmur with a graceful aning. In the dark room, there was a faint light from the magic lamp outside the State Guest House. A faint blush could be seen on the side of the girl's face, and there were two tears in the corners of her eyes, not sure if they were from pain or panic.
However, it was not until this mont that Duke discovered that his magician's hand had already firmly grasped the Dragon Peak (fake) in his dream, and then he didn't know when, he had already given the other person three armor breaks!
The girl's misty eyes seed to have regained so clarity.
Ilucia suddenly smiled: "Please don't bla yourself, it's my honor." A soft right hand gently stroked Duke's face, and then pressed the back of Duke's head. Although her back was facing Duke, she stretched her neck hard to get close to Duke's lips, and the delicate red lips were getting closer and closer.
Duke could already clearly feel the other person's fragrant breath.
Duke struggled hard: "I...is this a bit bad?"
The frail figure of the eldest daughter of the Barov family contains unexpected persistence. Her eyes, which are slightly sad, make people want to protect her. There is a kind of fiery passion in her weak voice: "It has nothing to do with power and status. This is just the admiration of a slave of fate for a strong man who controls his own destiny. You can not love , but you can't stop from liking you and admiring you."
After saying that, Ilucia slowly, slowly offered her red lips.
With a fanatical attitude, as if a fanatic is dedicating himself to the god in his heart, he offers his lips, or even everything he has.
Duke actually hoped that the integrity inherited from divh was still there at this mont.
He can then openly display his divine light, demonstrate his integrity, and refuse.
Unfortunately, there is no if.
His moral integrity has been lost for a long ti.
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