Today's "War of Ten Thousand Beasts" lasted for a long time. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the black elf archer in the field was deliberately controlling the field. He not only wanted to provide cover and assist the mages who were harassed by the ferocious beasts, but also wanted to calm down some small-scale struggles within the mages, and made great efforts to make them struggle to the end.

Finally, looking at the trainees who lack fighting spirit, every year gave them a pleasure and generously invited everyone to vent their anger to themselves. They were like a saint bathing in divine light and gave them a pass to heaven.

These are all good people who work hard to train with her, so of course they have to go to heaven.

But in the eyes of some viewers, her "kind intention" is just a murderer who teases her opponent, and the strange skin color like a zombie is even more of a devil's outfit.

The envoy Eigberg's impression of this woman was deteriorating as the body in the field increased.

He did not have the ability to appraise treasures of the other two present, but he could see the power of the dress. For this upright old knight, this was a shameful cheating, and it was not an act that deserved the praise of the audience as he saw.

By the way, he also felt a little angry at the Duke who let such a woman come to tease her opponent as a toy. Seeing this scene, he could still show tenderness and sweetness.

King Egberg originally wanted to send an upright and loyal envoy to the Duke to talk about his thoughts openly, but he did not expect that it was because of this steel-like integrity that the envoy had the idea of ​​passive slacking off in his subconscious mind.

He should take the initiative to contact the elf woman, but he wants to reduce the priority of this step, after meeting the Duke alone, or even move this step out of the itinerary forever.

The keen white priest and black priest both discovered the emotional changes of the envoy at the first time. Although he did not understand the reason, he was happy. He was thinking about whether the winner would come to the duke later and what kind of opening remarks they would conceive.

After the "Fight of Ten Thousand Beasts", the Duke returned to a statue with expressionless expression. He gently tapped the armrest of the seat with his fingers and looked at the door, as if he was waiting for something.

The others had to wait with him, but fortunately this upcoming person is worthy of their waiting (except the Eigberg envoy).

Without knocking on the door, the elf woman who was shouting as nini by the audience pushed the door and walked in. When she saw the others present, she was a little surprised and looked at the Duke:

"If you have guests, I'll leave first."

"Um."

The syllable gently squeezed out of the nostrils made the guests very embarrassed and took the initiative to post a "very intrusive" eye sign on himself.

"Will you come and play tomorrow?"

The elf woman who had half her feet stepped out of the door turned slightly, waved her hand casually, and smiled:

"No, it's boring. Unless you end up, I'm willing to come every day."

The Duke was a little helpless:

"You also saw the result of my last time. Do you really think it's so fun?"

"Yeah..." The elf woman lowered her head and shook her head regretfully, "It's not as fun today."

"If you are willing to let me win one, it may be interesting." The Duke smiled.

The elf woman stared at him without any hesitation, pretending to be angry:

"Stop falsely accusing good people, was that what I told you to lose?"

"No," the Duke obediently changed his words, "It was someone who was very important to me who made me feel defeated by your feet."

The woman immediately turned her face away and turned her back to everyone. Although her skin color blocked further identification, everyone still felt that she was shy when she looked stiff.

"When the auction ends tonight, a dinner will be organized to welcome these VIPs. Are you coming?"

Detecting the strange atmosphere, the Duke thoughtfully changed the topic.

The elf woman didn't look back and wanted to leave:

"It's midnight when your auction ends. It's too late, I'll go back now."

"Then," the Duke suddenly stood up, and a word stopped her, "Tomorrow's opening trade will be cancelled and will be replaced as a banquet. Are you coming?"

The woman turned around and threw a fly/kissed him with a smile:

"I will bring my male companion~"

"Well, I'll send someone to send clothes and jewelry."

The Duke also smiled faintly, standing there watching the woman's figure gradually move away and disappearing behind the corner.

......

Several VIPs were shocked by the conversation and attitude between the two, and they were incoherent in their speech. They found some stomachache and dirty clothes, and they should pray for reasons to say goodbye. Then the happy duke invited him out of his reception room.

The white-robed priest and the black-robed priest immediately directed their hands to inquire about all the news about the elf woman, and with a gossip mentality, they also found out when the Duke said that the match was the end and what exactly happened.

Such a noble and cold character actually ran to the dirty and chaotic arena, and lost to a woman of inferior, no, inferior race in full view. This is enough for the bard to use it to seduce/abduction of ignorance/spring girl.

The envoy Eigberg was unable to sit in the small room where he was temporarily living. On one hand, he had personal principles and national interests, which really made it difficult for him to make a decision. In the end, he chose to wait until tomorrow's banquet was over before handling it as appropriate.

Niannian, who was both curious and jealously concerned by these people, had already slipped out of the Duke's Zijin City in a cloak, and walked towards the mansion outside the city of Usher along the increasingly heavy shadows on the street.

After avoiding two fights and dealing with a roadblocker, Niannian finally saw the tall mansion purchased by Nick. His steps were getting faster and faster and his smile became deeper and deeper.

"Look at the road carefully."

"Nick!" Niannian threw herself into the arms of the person who came out of the shadow, hugged him, and pushed him away in surprise, "Hey, when did you become shorter!"

She couldn't even get in.

Nick grabbed her face in anger and pulled it hard:

"You have grown taller, almost the same, and you will become the lamppost on the roadside."

Niannian giggled and rubbed her face. The last time she hugged this person, it seemed like it happened a long time ago, and she has indeed grown a lot taller.

"It should..." I checked my situation every year, "It should be fixed in what it is now."

"Well," Nick nodded and walked beside her, "Qi Youfeng has already run over by himself. We ask you and say you will come back by yourself later and will not be in and out with you during this period."

"Something is something, he needs to avoid it for the time being," Niannian replied, his eyes rolling and poking him, "Didn't you think we were quarreling?"

That's why I was waiting for her on the roadside, wanting to talk to her alone?

"Yes, I thought you were going to change your taste," Nick said lazily, "and there are a lot of young talents for you to choose from, and a series of tortures are prepared for your ex-boyfriend."

“…”

I was speechless every year, and after a while, I said, "My ex-boyfriend is so miserable."

"Then the situation is," Nick looked at her, "you and the Duke?"

"Not that," Nian Nian explained, "I won't do anything too intimate. For his identity, he neither needs nor appreciates a gummy partner sticking to him all day long."

If I run to hold hands and put on my face, then the Duke will immediately destroy himself? After all, this is too valuable.

Oh, it's not his own value, it's his, it's too embarrassing for him.

"Well, basically it should be enough to let others see the unique way of getting along with you two, or to be casual and unrestrained than ordinary friends."

Nick analyzed.

"Yes, it's basically that's it," Nian Nian stretched, "Anyway, I just need to do whatever I want, it's up to him to deal with it."

Speaking of this, I shuddered every year and restored the hideous face that I had forcibly suppressed just now:

"This guy is so sour that his face is tilted."

It was clearly the instructor of his younger brother Engus, but he said it as if he was the one who was very important to him.

Nick said funny:

"You should have some tutorials on expression management. Judging from your current face, others will think you are poisoned."

It is green, purple and hideous. With the cold moonlight tonight, it just happened to scare people.

Every year I raised my hand to correct my expression, and I deeply agreed:

"Indeed, be calm and calm."

"From now on, I'm a cold and beautiful flower of the Taurus!"
Chapter completed!