Duque had never imagined that he could see such a wonderful and complicated expression on the face of a female antagonist.
At first, it might have been a pleasant surprise. He could clearly see Vashj's pupils contract instantly, and the sound of her inhaling could be clearly heard from ten meters away.
But it was followed by trembling. Duque's system elf prompted that the surface temperature of Vashj's skin was rising, and Duque saw that she was clenching her teeth … This could not be a good thing.
If things continued like this, there would probably be no other ending than hacking Vashj to death.
In the next moment, Vashj's entire body relaxed, and her excited eyes returned to calm in an extremely short time. Her gaze became unfocused, and filled with a sense of distance. Her unfocused pupils seemed to have traversed through time and space, seeing the past, seeing the glory of the high elves ten thousand years ago.
But in the end, she laughed.
"Hahaha!" Clear and seductive laughter echoed throughout the entire Colifang Throne, and even a small half of the Serpentine Temple.
She actually …
In a short two or three seconds, she acted out all sorts of emotions …
Vashj, she …
Duque tilted his head and did not speak. His face showed an expression that said, 'What are you laughing at?'
Vashj's six arms hung down, and her expression and posture were all sorts of unnatural. It was a feeling that made her feel at a loss, "Do you know? In the past ten thousand years, I have imagined what it would be like to reunite with you countless times … My dear Master … Mark Dooku, no, Duke Marcus! "
As soon as she said this, everyone was shocked.
First, the Twin Emperors' expressions turned cold, and then became very strange: Did Vashj just call Marcus' Master '? Then what the hell were we fighting so hard for just now?
Then it was in Karazhan. At this moment, all the queens, high priestesses, and female generals of the Azeroth Continent were there.
Like Illucia, Cirvanas, Kalia, and the like, they were purely onlookers. Aurelia, on the other hand, facepalmed.
"Duque —" From calm to astonishment, and then to a high-pitched voice, Jaina was excited, just as Duque had expected.
Vashj was the enemy who killed Jimmy's brother. She had suddenly become Duque's subordinate, and it seemed that their relationship was not shallow. What the hell was this?
The next second, Gianna found herself suddenly being hugged. That feeling that was as gentle as water, that power that soothed the soul, in the entire imperial harem, only one person had this kind of power.
"Tyrande?"
"Calm down, Gianna, I know who she is. Believe me, Duque has never touched her. That … That was a very faint but inconceivable fate between master and servant. " Tyrande spoke four to five words in a second, like a machine gun, which immediately calmed Jaina down.
If Tyrande had explained slower, there might have been even more misunderstandings.
Fortunately, Duke had sought out Tyrande before the crack appeared, just in case.
Duque turned back and smiled bitterly at Jaina. "Ten thousand years is too long. I wasn't even sure of Tyrande's feelings at that time, let alone taking care of a mere servant in name. "
"Is … that so?" Jaina's voice was almost a whisper.
"Don't worry, I will not forget your second brother's death. Even if she is really my servant, I will give you a satisfactory explanation. " Duque walked over and hugged Jaina lightly. He slowly stroked her back, and could clearly feel that her body had calmed down.
His divine telekinesis once again appeared on Mark Dooku's face. The situation was just as interesting.
Wearing Mark Dooku's outer shell, Duque sighed. "It really is you, Celaijia. I really didn't know that you were Vashj. I should have thought that Queen Azshara had thousands of servants. What a coincidence … "
"Hehe, there are many unexpected things. I never thought that the God's Emissary sent by the great Sargeras, who was worshipped by the entire High Elves, would be the greatest traitor in the history of the Burning Legion. I also never thought that the human hero who destroyed the Twisting Void Fortress and humiliated the army for ten thousand years, Mark Dooku, was actually the Alliance Commander Duke Marcus from ten thousand years in the future using Nozdormu's power. "
"Clap! Clap! Pah! "Vashj applauded with her middle arm." Wonderful! This is too wonderful! Sure enough, compared to such a great undertaking that will shock the entire universe, the fate of a little maid like me, who was once half-hearted and turned to my new master and secretly stole information for my old master, is certainly not worth mentioning. "
It was clearly a compliment, but anyone could hear the bitterness in Vashj's voice.
"Vashj, I …" Duque didn't know what to say. This was an extreme contradiction.
Duque was a nostalgic person. Although he didn't have any psychological burden for giving up on Celaijia at that time, after all, Celaijia had chosen to inform Queen Azshara, he still couldn't bear to see her become like this ten thousand years later.
Duque's words were suddenly interrupted by Vashj. "I'm not Vashj! The servant with this title died the moment her master, Queen Azshara, gave her away as a gift! I'm Celaijia! Celaijia Ubitilia! An elven servant who was punished and exiled because she betrayed her new master! "
Then, something that no one could have imagined happened.
Vashj raised her six arms at the same time, palms facing the sky, and a green brilliance began to linger around her body.
Under everyone's surprised gaze, Vashj's body shape rapidly changed.
The two pairs of arms above and below disappeared, and the snake hair that was dancing in the air was also gone. The long snake tail was shortening at a high speed.
When the green brilliance disappeared, what appeared in everyone's eyes was a different kind of Night Elf.
She had a head of red shoulder-length hair and fair skin, completely lacking the pale purple skin of the Night Elves.
Under the chest protector that looked like white wings, there was an X-shaped dress formed by intersecting white ribbons, which just happened to lightly cover the sexy navel. The lower part of her body was similar to a Greek-style floor-length dress that Duque wore before he transmigrated. Even without the high slit on the side, the faintly discernible dress still made her long legs look exquisite and alluring.
Vashj slowly walked in front of Mark Dooku, kneeled on the ground, and bowed deeply.
"Master, you said before, 'Not every existence is qualified to stand by your side. Back then, you had the determination to endure ten thousand years of pain and torture to enter the Burning Legion as a spy. If I also have this courage and perseverance, when we meet again, you will accept me as your handmaiden! '"
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