Kalia and Cirvanas were also dumbfounded.
What was supposed to be a night raid had turned into a scene of catching an adulterer.
To catch an adulterer, one had to be monogamous in the truest sense of the word.
Uh, a great man in Du's previous life had said that a small notebook was a guarantee of property, not a guarantee of feelings.
After arriving at Azeroth, Du quickly let go of himself.
Duque had started a harem twenty years ago, and they all voluntarily threw themselves at him like moths to a flame. She was clearly the "one" who liked to add one. What right did she have to stop Duque from messing around?
Moreover, Duque really wasn't pushing Hoof down.
Although it looked no different from pushing her …
Hoof's whole body was limp, as if she had already turned into a pool of spring mud. Every corner of her body had been drained of energy because of the extreme excitement just now, and now she didn't even want to move a finger.
She had the despair of being caught. She wanted to struggle, wanted to argue, but her mouth was wide open. She could only gasp for air, unable to say a word.
There was no need to mention how vexing that feeling of shyness was!
Her clothes were all intact, but she had the illusion that she had been completely seen and touched.
At this moment, Duque was still holding onto her tail and forgot to let go.
Her little tail seemed to be struggling to escape from the devil's grasp. It suddenly jumped a few times, and Duque subconsciously tightened his grip.
"Ahhhh — no … I'm so sensitive!" Hoof cried loudly again. This time, Duque was so scared that he let go.
"Uh! This … that … "Duque didn't know how to explain at all.
No matter how he explained it now, it would just be a cover up!
So awkward!
Time to go!
Duque gritted his teeth and stood up. "I suddenly remembered that I still have a batch of urgent documents to read. I'll go back to Karazhan first …"
With that, Duque raised his hand and opened a portal, wanting to escape.
Suddenly, there was a murderous aura!
Duque was just about to move, but it was already too late.
Queen Sylvanas wrapped around him like a water snake. Tonight, Queen Sylvanas was not her usual self. She was wearing a thick cloak, and as soon as she pressed against Duque's back, Duque knew why.
This bulge …
Cirvanas's imposing manner clearly showed that he wanted to surpass her big sister and third sister in terms of children!
"What are you feeling guilty about? Do you think that we don't know that you bullied Onyxia and provoked Vashj? But I'm a very busy queen. How can I be as free as a supreme commander like you? If there's someone who can help you vent your boring energy, I can't thank them enough. "
Queen Sylvie embraced Duque from behind.
On the other side, Kalia had already covered her hoof with a thin blanket because of exhaustion. She raised the corner of her mouth a little mischievously. "Hey! Duque, you've made her like this. If little Imreal can't get married in the future, you'll have to take responsibility — "
When the hoof heard that, she was so embarrassed that she actually … fainted!
At this moment, Duque felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Kalia's voice became an auditory hallucination, repeating endlessly in his ears.
"You have to take responsibility —"
"Take responsibility …"
"Responsible …"
Duque was indignant!
Duque was in despair!
"I … I'm just rubbing my tail. Why do I have to take responsibility? Isn't this the same as rubbing a cat or a dog? "
Tsk! You almost broke her, and you're treating it as normal play?
No conscience!
You're too stubborn!
The two queens pouted at the same time.
"Alright, Duque, I'm not going to care about your trivial matters."
"Let's solve our problems today."
Queen Sylvie and Kalia, one in black and the other in white, wore thick cloaks.
Duque 'throat made a gurgling sound as he swallowed hard.
He did not know when, but he was forced from the study to the bedroom by the two women. When Duque collapsed.
He soon found out that the two queens had actually used vacuum packaging tonight.
What the heck!
Black stockings! White stockings! Garter stockings! Long legs! Spring!
Jill can forget about having a day off tonight!
When Duque reacted, he heard the sound of flowing water in the fortress room that was suspended above the icecrown glacier.
He saw the dazzling turbulent waves!
They seemed to have forgotten something …
That night, Duque had a dream for the first time in a long time.
He dreamt that he was riding a beautiful blue female twin-horned beast, galloping forward.
The twin-horned beast was so bumpy that he subconsciously held one of the horns of the twin-horned beast tightly, and then grabbed the tail of the unicorn to prevent himself from falling.
Riding the horse and galloping, he was happy!
If life was like this, he could die without regrets!
When he woke up the next day, their eyes met.
"Ahhhhhhh — —"
An exaggerated scream came from Duque's room.
Duque's face turned pale. "Oh my god! What did I do? Wait! I need some time alone. "
One of her hooves was so shy that she wanted to die. She directly covered her head with the blanket and put on a funny posture of an ostrich burying its head in the sand. Her little tail wagged! It was unknown whether she was smug or shy, or both.
Duque … Evil thoughts grew in him!
Anyway, he was going to be the scapegoat. In for a penny, in for a pound!
He directly told the hooves what a backstab was!
The divine sword was unsheathed!
999 Phantom Stab Combo!
Then, Du showed mercy and said that Imriel was actually a Holy Knight with strong attack power. So, for the advancement of the Alliance and for the harmony of the various races in the Alliance, he decided to fast for three hours.
He decided to fast and bathe for three hours. He summoned Alonsus Faol and borrowed Naaru. Finally, he cast the spell for forty-nine minutes.
Finally, all the shards of [Shadowmourne] were converted to holy attributes.
Since the nature of the weapon had changed, it was much easier to reforge it.
The ferocious skull on the top of the original axe was removed. Under the skillful hands of the Divine Craftsman, Magni, it was replaced with a Naaru relief, which served as a foil to Imriel's identity as a Draenei Holy Knight.
On the 1st of June, Year 26 of the Dark Portal, one of the five major races in the Alliance, the leader of the Draenei Tribe, Imriel, obtained a divine double-handed axe that belonged solely to her.
Looking at the Light Axe that was glowing with holy light, Imriel tried to trigger the special effect. The original version extracted the enemy's soul, but now it absorbed the enemy's shadow energy and converted it into holy energy. When the charging was complete, it would form a strengthened version of [God's Wrath]. It would spread out like a flame, burning all evil into ashes.
The attack power of this divine artifact axe was comparable to that of the [Ashbringer], but its ability to harm others for its own benefit and to target evil creatures made its endurance even higher.
It was not an exaggeration to say that it was definitely one of the best holy divine weapons.
Imriel, with her petite body, was holding such a huge axe. It looked as strange as it could get.
After Magni reforged the divine artifact for her, she went to Duke as soon as possible. "So, the name 'Shadow's Sorrow' doesn't match an axe at all! This … Duque, can you give me a better name? "
Duque pondered for a moment. "Since it came from Icecrown Fortress, it is a new divine weapon that was born after [Frostmourne] was destroyed. To differentiate it, why don't we call it [Flamejoy]! "
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