Duque and Sasha's necks stiffened. In the next moment, their reactions were very different.
Duque was at a loss. Before he had transmigrated, he had been an engineering university student. In that place where sows competed with Diao Chan and there was no other place for men to release their male hormones unless they were engaged in homosexual activities, having a female friend was enough to be envied and hated by those roommates who joined the Couples Dying Group. The only thing that was lacking was to set them on fire.
Perhaps Duque had great wisdom, or perhaps Duque was already a hero of the Alliance. However, these things were useless to Duque.
Because he saw Aurelia's appearance. She was covered in dust, and there were abrasions on her neck, shoulders, ribs, and waist. Some were still bandaged, while others had clearly healed recently.
From those shocking wounds, one could imagine how terrifying the battle between Aurelia and Cirvanas against Grom Hellscream must have been. Those wounds were all near her vitals!
Just how many times had she brushed shoulders with death?
Just how many times had she barely escaped death, only to fall into despair again?
Seeing Aurelia's heavy breathing, and seeing some of the bandaged wounds on her body start to bleed again due to her intense movements, Duque immediately thought about how Aurelia had received news that he was in danger after losing contact for many days. Then, she had madly rushed back day and night.
Just what kind of love was that?!
At this moment, Duque's mind was blank.
Aurelia looked at Duque, deep in conflict. Duque's guess was right. She had endured her injuries and rushed back with all her might.
Each piece of information regarding Duque made her feel more despair than the last.
Duque had been ambushed by the number one Beastman Warlock, Gul 'dan, and the curse of death had reactivated on him. He was getting weaker by the day, and his life force was rapidly depleting.
In order to save the Alliance from an absolute disadvantage, and also to redeem herself, Duque brought her third sister, Sasha, and a few others to form an assault team and infiltrate deep into the enemy's rear. There were countless flying dragons patrolling the skies, and nearly two hundred thousand orcs on the ground. Under such circumstances, they were ready to break into the Horde's heavily guarded Grim Batol fortress.
How dangerous was that? What despair!?
Aurelia blamed herself.
Why did he refuse to bring a mage with him for the sake of convenience?
Why was it that when Duque needed her the most, she was wasting so much time on an unimportant tribal chief?
If Duque died this time, Aurelia would never forgive herself.
However, on the way, he received a piece of news — Duque was safe. Not only was he safe, but he had also become the Alliance's hero. He had actually led a team of three to successfully save the Red Dragon Queen.
Things should have calmed down, but when she saw Duque's white hair, his aged face, and wrinkled arms in the magic mirror, Aurelia's heart broke again.
She sobbed and rushed a hundred kilometers through the night to Lordaeron City, then used the portal to rush over.
And the result?
What she saw was the scene of a youthful Duque kissing his most beloved sister.
If it was another woman, the emotions that she had been suppressing for a long time might turn into a towering rage. She might even lose her composure and go on a crazy rampage. But this was her sister, Sasha!
Was she happy?
Disappointed?
Angry?
Regretful?
Was it self-pity?
Or should she give them her blessings?
There were too many thoughts in Aurelia's mind. She could not describe the taste in her mouth, as if all the seasonings had been poured in.
For a moment, Aurelia had the urge to leave. But when she saw her sister's face that was extremely similar to hers, she felt as if she was the one playing with Duque in the bathroom.
The contradictory feeling made her stand on the tree trunk at the same height as the bathroom. She was nailed there, unmoving.
Sasha had already thought of a line, which was, "Even if it's my eldest sister, I won't back down."
But when the words were on the tip of her tongue, she could not say them when she saw her eldest sister.
A gust of cold wind blew, and she suddenly felt very, very cold.
Cirvanas, who was stuck in the middle of this melodramatic love triangle, was also having a headache. On one side was her most respected eldest sister, and on the other was her most beloved third sister. Stuck in the middle, she would die no matter which side she helped!
Queen Sylvanas, who had always been wise and decisive in history, had a splitting headache.
Suddenly, as if she had lost control of her emotions, the branch under Aurelia's feet broke. After a crack, Aurelia's body fell.
Without any hesitation, Aurelia turned around and wanted to leave at high speed.
At this moment, Cirvanas's eyes were finally filled with murderous intent. Her eyes clearly told Duque: No matter which one of us is sad, I'm going to kill you!
Duque shuddered. Finally … finally … finally a man!
"Don't go! Otherwise, some of us will regret it for the rest of our lives! "A thunderous roar spread throughout the entire state guesthouse.
Be it Sasha, Aurelia, or even the onlookers in the state guesthouse, everyone trembled and froze on the spot.
Duke suddenly stood up and activated the [Phoenix Flame] magic circuit in his body at the same time. The high temperature instantly evaporated the water on his body, but his perfect control did not let any of the steam affect Sasha next to him.
He raised his hand, and ten Hands of Magic appeared. In less than a second, he dressed himself neatly.
In the next second, he grabbed Sasha's waist and opened the window in the bathroom that was more than two meters tall. He crawled out and floated to Aurelia with Slow Fall.
Duque let go of Sasha, who was still a little confused, and said to Aurelia, "Let's go for a walk!"
It wasn't a request or a plea. The firmness in his words made Aurelia feel that what Duque was about to say was the truth.
Before Aurelia, who was already unsettled and about to have a breakdown, realized what was going on, Duque grabbed her hand and pulled her away like a puppet.
The Dalajan state guesthouse was very large.
Although Mages didn't care about aesthetics, the state guesthouse was used to entertain national guests. Naturally, it couldn't be too shabby.
In a quiet corner, Duque sat on a stone bench with a back. Then, Sasha sat down on Duque's left side obediently, and Aurelia sat on Duque's right side after half a second of hesitation.
Duque took a deep breath and stroked Aurelia's golden hair. "Aurelia, you've worked hard recently. Can you tell me what you've been through recently? "
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
