Daelin was startled, but he quickly chased away the slight disappointment in his heart. After all, the Elves were not supposed to join the Alliance, and if you looked at it from the perspective of profiting, then it was true. He nodded and agreed with Duke's words.
"Alright! Your Majesties, gentlemen, at all events we must go and welcome them with grace. "Lothar was saying," Don't be so narrow-minded. "
Since everyone else was here, they naturally agreed.
Thus, they began to ride down the mountain and through the village. Even though Antonidas was in his sixties, he was still able to climb up the horse with ease. If it were the King of Terenas, he would probably need to climb up the stairs and have five or six people in front and behind him to get up.
When they arrived at the pier and dismounted, the first Elven warship had just docked.
A tall and slender figure jumped down. Her footsteps were so light that there was almost no sound when she landed on the stone pier. It was as if she had landed on a ball of cotton. His long golden hair, which reached his waist, reflected the sunlight and emitted a dazzling radiance.
Lothar and Duque heard more than one person gasping for air around them. Of course, the one who gasped the loudest was Turalyon, who was beside Lothar.
When everyone saw this figure clearly, they were even more shocked by the other party's incomparably dazzling and enchanting beauty that they were speechless.
Unlike most of the High Elves, who had a delicate figure and pale skin, her figure was actually extremely fit and beautiful despite looking a little delicate. Unlike the mainstream rulers of the High Elves — the spellcasters who liked fancy clothes — her clothes were either forest green or oak brown.
She wore a pure white shirt with a breastplate and shorts that revealed half of her thighs. A hooded emerald green cloak was flung behind her, and a pair of light brown leather gloves covered her from her fingers to her elbows. Her boots were the same, protecting her knees.
A thin sword with a white scabbard and a green blade hung from her belt on her left hip. On her right was a small pouch and a small communication horn.
She carried a longbow and a quiver full of arrows on her back. Of course, because the back was slanted, the bowstring passed through the middle of the pair of peaks, making them look even more impressive.
Daelin, Laing, and Lothar were all high-ranking figures in the kingdom, and they were always surrounded by beautiful women. In this day and age, a noble man would be embarrassed to come out and greet others if he didn't have many lovers. Not to mention the widowed Lothar, the handsome middle-aged man, Lothar, was definitely a model for attracting bees and butterflies.
However, only a few of them could come close to the beauty of this female Elf. But no matter which one of them it was, they had never seen anyone who could combine fitness and elegance so perfectly.
Noxus could very well understand why his adjutant, Turayan, who had just been baptized as a Holy Knight and was known for his many virtues such as justice and piety, was captivated by her.
At this moment, the greatest tragedy occurred!
It was tragic because the table was full of cutlery.
Turayan, who was quietly expressing his love, looked at the mysterious goddess in his heart and softly exclaimed, "Darling, I miss you so much …" He then threw himself at Duque and pushed him to the ground.
Her beautiful face rubbed against Duque's chest like a puppy rubbing against a human. Anyone would think that this female Elf and Duque had an extraordinary deep love.
At this moment, Turayan felt that the "heart" he had cherished for more than 20 years was broken. It was crushed by one of his superiors, the Duke Duke Marcus, who had an even more glorious battle record.
Although Turalyon knew that his unconfessed love was not worth mentioning, he could not control his feelings. His mouth moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he could only remain silent.
They were originally a couple. Was he going to break them up just because of love at first sight?
No!
Absolutely not!
The Paladin's Discipline firmly suppressed Turayon's emotions, and soon, Turayon's rationality prevailed.
Noxus gently patted Turayan's shoulder as a silent consolation.
However, no one had expected that the situation would suddenly take a miraculous turn at this moment.
"Apologies, beautiful lady. May I ask, which of the Windrunner are you?" Duque typed with both hands to show his innocence. Oh, no, it was the back of his hands on the ground to show his innocence. At the same time, he looked straight at the seemingly interesting but actually empty sky. His body stiffened and his face turned into a poker face.
Huh? What does this mean?
Noxus and the other big shots were dumbfounded. Duque and this beautiful Elf were not lovers? Then, was this beauty pouncing on Duque considered an assault?
What the hell was this?
Logically speaking, the guards around him should have made a move, but no one dared to act rashly.
The circle of nobles was messy. One wrong move would mean death!
At this moment, the second elven warship docked next to the first elven warship. A green figure suddenly flew out when the ship was five meters away from the shore.
A furious female yell came from the air!
"Cirvanas, what are you doing?!"
Upon hearing this voice, the Elf lady on top of Duque and Duque shuddered at the same time.
The elf woman, who was now Cirvanas, stuck out her tongue and lightly pressed her left index finger on the ground. Her entire body bounced up like a spring, and she stood in front of the big shots of the Alliance with a straight face, as if nothing had happened.
Looking at her dignified beauty with a smile on her face, no one would have thought that she was the one who had just pounced on the Alliance's Vice Commander.
Noxus and the others were tongue-tied. They felt like they were in a whirlwind.
They were not the only ones in a whirlwind. Duque was also in a whirlwind. His back was drenched in cold sweat.
That was close!
If I didn't clearly remember my relationship with Aurelia, I wouldn't have gotten to this point.
If I was really a pervert just a little bit …
Even if I had nine lives, I would be a dead cat now.
Damn it! That's the legendary Queen Sylvanas! Queen Sylvanas who hasn't become an undead yet!
Duque felt very confused. He couldn't tell what this feeling was. In general, he could only say that it was good to see Queen Sylvanas …
On the other side, the main character, Alleria, had finally made her way over and grabbed Cirvanas' long, pointy ears.
"Sister! No! Pain! Pain! Pain! I know I was wrong. Don't treat me like this in front of so many kings, okay? It's very rude! "
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