Magni was a straightforward person by nature. Unless it concerned the alliance, or the survival of the dwarves, he would not lie or hide his secrets.
"Before [Shadowmourne] is recast, theoretically, there is a chance to change the properties of this divine relic. After all, light and shadow are not completely opposed to each other. They can be converted. It's like when a naaru loses all his holy energy, he will become an evil murru. Or a certain person who suffered from a shadow curse that should have killed him ten thousand times in the past, but still managed to survive. "
Those who were familiar with him knew what he meant. Marad noticed that a few Alliance leaders had a look of understanding on their faces.
Magni put down the fragment of [Shadowmourne] and said solemnly, "Recasting a divine relic is no longer a task for the Alliance, so this is considered a private task. I won't charge a single cent less, but I definitely won't charge more than what I should charge. Of course, Imriel, you must find that guy first and help you convert the fragment. "
Missions involving divine relic always seemed to be full of twists and turns.
Rarely was it as smooth as [Solidar].
Although Imriel was mentally prepared, she had to admit that she had underestimated the difficulty of obtaining this divine relic.
Just like that, the gathering that was supposed to witness the creation of the divine relic ended in a slightly strange atmosphere.
At night, Duque stayed in Naxxramas to rest.
As expected, Duque waited for Imriel's visit.
When Vanessa brought Imriel into Duque's study and left, Imriel said, "Uh, I heard from Sister Jaina that you might be able to convert the fragment of [Shadowmourne]?"
Duque smiled. It was no secret among the old leaders of the Alliance that he was a shadow priest.
If it was purifying the fragments of the divine relic, Tirion and the others could do it too. But when it came to converting, only he could do it.
Not "maybe", but "definitely".
However, it was a rare opportunity to extort money. If Duque did not take advantage of it, he would not be able to face himself.
Duque raised his hand, and a golden pool of high-purity holy water appeared beside him. He raised his hand again, and another pool full of shadow energy appeared.
He put his hands together, and a modified Tai Chi diagram appeared.
Yin Yang Fish!
This Great Dao, where light and shadow blended together in harmony and unity, would make one feel that it was high-end and grand just by looking at it.
Imriel was in awe.
At this moment, she had completely forgotten about Marad's warning that Duque might have deliberately tempted her to take the Divine Artifact axe.
"This … Can you really do it?"
"Yes, but it will take a lot of effort. I will have to overdraft a lot of divinity." Duque deliberately raised the price.
"I... Can I really afford it?" Imriel foolishly took the bait.
For a moment, Duque really felt a sense of guilt, as if he was instilling the Oedo 48 Punch into a loli who believed in Santa Claus.
But when he thought of his own little wish, Duque suddenly felt confident.
"No! The Alliance needed Draenei! Although I am a demigod, I am also the commander of the Alliance. I'm more than happy to increase the Alliance's strength. But, I have a small request. "Duque tried his best to calm his voice so that he did not seem so strange.
"Request?" Imriel gulped. Behind her, the little tail wriggled uneasily.
"Yes! It's really just a small request. " Duque deliberated for a moment. "Actually, I don't know why, but I've always been interested in your tail."
Imriel's face instantly turned red. "This … The tail is a special existence to the Draenei. It has a very, very special meaning. "
"Can I say it?"
"I... I don't want to say it."
"Then … I want to touch your tail, can I? Touch it until I'm satisfied. "
Duque's request made Imriel want to vomit blood on the spot.
Difficult!
This was really difficult.
Her tail was very sensitive.
But, she wanted Duque to put in so much effort to modify a Divine Artifact. It would be unreasonable not to pay a price.
The temptation of a Divine Artifact was too great.
Unknowingly, she remembered the scene when she beat up the Blood Queen in her enhanced state.
That valiant Imriel, just thinking about it made her feel cool.
Finally, Imriel gave in.
"Only... really, you can only touch my tail. Swear! You can't do other strange things! "
"Uh, I swear!" Duque made a solemn vow as if he was eating lettuce.
Imriel squirmed, found a seat by the window, and brought a chair over to sit down. She was thinking that as long as she did not look at Duque, perhaps it would not be so awkward.
Looking at the Icecrown Glacier might help her calm down.
Seeing that Imriel was ready, Duque finally reached out his evil claws.
"Ugh —" A high-pitched, sensitive moan startled Duque.
"Uh, did I use too much force?"
"No... this, this is actually my problem." Imriel resisted the strange feeling from her tail. Unknowingly, her hands were clasped tightly on the chair.
She tried to focus her mind on the snow-capped mountain.
However, it seemed that because she was not looking, her senses became sharper.
Frankly speaking, Duque did not use too much force. At first, the light touch, like a feather brushing past, made Imriel's nerves extremely sensitive.
From light to heavy, Duque simply stroked Imriel's tail like he was stroking a cat.
However, the shame towards Imriel turned into a strange flow of heat in just two to three minutes, rising from the deepest part of her heart, and then converging to a place that made her extremely ashamed.
Suddenly, the hoof realized that the seemingly unchanging iceberg in the distance had overlapped with her situation.
Spring had come.
The ice and snow melted.
Drop by drop, the ice water converged into a stream.
At first, all the water still gathered in the hidden cave.
However, as the snow accumulated more and more, it would eventually break through everything.
Accompanied by a loud noise, the water broke through the dam and poured down violently.
…
Duque was dumbfounded. Just a moment ago, he thought that a living tail was quite cute. Before his transmigration, although he did not like his cat very much, he still often stroked its tail.
After his transmigration, he secretly kept this long-lost habit.
Just when Duque was having fun stroking and stroking, Imriel suddenly let out a high-pitched scream, and then collapsed on the chair with her whole body flushed. What the hell was this?
The worst thing was, right at that moment, the door of the study suddenly opened, and Kalia and Queen Sylvie came together.
Duque was dumbfounded, and after a long time, he said in despair, "If I said that I was just playing with her tail, and I did not touch anywhere else... Would you believe me?"
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