"By the way, Duque, your army isn't weak at all. Why can't you take down the second level?" Aurelia asked Head Butler Khadgar, whom Duque had arranged to stay in Karazhan, as they passed through the ballroom on the second level of Karazhan.
This was not Aurelia's fault. The other members of the team had the same question as well.
There were more than a hundred people in the team, and it felt like any one of them could easily take down a team of royal knights.
There was also Khadgar, the ghost butler with unknown strength.
There was also a mysterious golem called 'Curator'.
Strong no matter how one looked at it.
Khadgar's face suddenly showed a sad expression. "Those demons! Those damn demons! We can't fight them at all! 'Curator' is too big, we can't go in. Uh … this has nothing to do with combat power, it's just … just … sob sob sob! They bullied me! "
After saying this, Khadgar actually ran away in tears. The accompanying Einherjars also had strange expressions on their faces.
They all stayed on the second level and refused to move.
"Master, we can't fight against those demons, but with Lady Windrunner and the other ladies here, there shouldn't be a problem, right?"
"What's the problem?" Sasha asked curiously.
It had been a long time since he had returned, and Duque's memories were a little fuzzy. But when he went up the stairs and heard a flirtatious and seductive female voice coming from the corridor ahead, the dust-covered memories reopened.
Damn it! No wonder that brat Khadgar lost so badly …
"Why isn't that Khadgar coming?"
"Things just got interesting the last time."
"Sigh!"
"It's always over so quickly!"
"A Ghost Mage … well, the process itself is quite interesting."
Looking at the flirtatious female attendants in revealing clothes not far from the guest hall, Duque's side thought of Khadgar's escape, and a few men laughed shamelessly.
Duque was speechless. He facepalmed, not wanting to say anything.
"Wow!?" Gavin Rad whistled. "I like this style, it's a pity …"
That's right!
What a pity!
The female attendants at the front were extremely attractive. They had round faces, perky buttocks, and long white legs. They had everything that should be there. They were definitely in line with the visual sense of a normal man. Coquettish sluts could attract men's attention no matter where they were. If they weren't succubi …
At this moment, the three Windrunner sisters surrounded Duque.
Aurelia rolled her eyes. "Fortunately, I've been by your side for the past year. Otherwise, I would have doubted your taste."
This time, Sasha did not compromise. "Humph! If you bring such a fellow into the house, my sister and I will leave at once. "
Duque surrendered. "Please, this is Karazhan, the connecting point of countless voids. It wasn't strange for any kind of person to come out. Leave this kind of woman for Gavinrad! "
Gavin Rad immediately protested, "Hey, hey! I'm a first-generation Holy Knight! As someone with an incomparably noble character and sentiments, only a woman who also emits holy light can move my heart. Oh, she must have a good figure. I don't want a beautiful woman who doesn't conform to the golden ratio. "
"Hehe!" Duque shamelessly smiled mysteriously.
Aurelia raised the hunting bow in her hand and seemed to be pointing at something. "Then, Duque, you don't mind if I get rid of these pretty vases, right?"
"Why would I have any objections?"
Succubi were extremely lethal to every male. Men would always find it hard to resist charm-type skills. It seemed like Khadgar's moral integrity was lost here and could not be retrieved.
But Duke didn't understand. Why didn't Cadgar's soul scatter and scatter?
What the three Windstalker sisters practiced was the 'Lying Corpse Archery'. After a wave of xiu xiu xiu sounds, Gavin Rad watched with regret as those balls, butts, and legs all turned into raging flames, disappearing from his field of view.
Everyone continued down the corridor. After clearing out the Phantom Guardians in two rooms, a dignified female voice suddenly sounded.
"Intruders! Your actions are unforgivable! "
"Impure thoughts will lead to blasphemous actions. You must be purified — "
"Come, let me, as the Saintess of Chastity, be your opponent!"
Muradin and Edwin, who were leading the charge, were stunned.
The next second, the bastard dwarf pointed to the front shamelessly. "There, Gavinrad, your favorite 'woman who emits holy light' is here. Do you want to talk to her?"
Just one look, and Gavinrad felt unwell!
Damn! What the hell was that?
It was true that she emitted holy light.
The golden ratio was true.
It was also true that she was a woman?
And the Saintess of Chastity!
But …
Why the hell were you a 10-meter-tall stone giant?!
What happened to the fun and flirting?
Gavinrad, who had always thought of himself as elegant, was petrified. A gust of wind blew, and everyone seemed to see Gavinrad's soul dissipate with the wind.
The female giant was very tall, and she was in a huge hall at the end of the corridor. The thick pillars in the middle of the hall seemed to have some mysterious power that prevented the female giant from walking out.
"What do we do?" Everyone looked at Duque.
Duque shrugged. "There's nothing we can do. The demon army is about to attack, and I have to eliminate all the unstable factors in Karazhan. Although it's a bit unfair to Gavinrad's girlfriend, I can only ask her to destroy it. "
"Hey hey! Who's my girlfriend? Don't think you can say whatever you want just because you're my boss! You have a princess as your fiancée, and I'm still single! "
Gavinrad's threatening roar was ignored.
Duque commanded, "Everyone, spread out. Since the opponent is holy, she might have AoE skills like [Devotion] that can penetrate the ground with holy light."
The Saintess of Chastity!
This was a dummy boss that could be defeated with one's eyes closed.
Duque didn't feel anything for this female boss who was surrounded by a group of succubi for some reason.
With a command, everyone rushed forward, sharpening their weapons to defeat the boss.
Another accident happened.
"Are you … an emissary of the holy light?" Without any reaction to Muradin's shield strike on her calf, the Holy Maiden of Chastity knelt on one knee and stared at Gavinrad with shining golden eyes.
"Huh!?" Gavinrad's face was full of confusion.
Tirion Fordring raised his long two-handed hammer. "Yes! He and I are both first-generation Paladins who have inherited the holy light, the Azeroth. "
The Holy Maiden of Chastity nodded. "I'm so happy to meet companions who believe in the same holy power in different worlds. It seems that you are not my enemy. My name is Jenna Christian. What's your name? "
Gavinrad's mind was in a mess, and he answered almost subconsciously, "Gavinrad Bad Luck."
Looking at the harmonious exchange of questions and answers, Muradin turned his head. "Gavinrad, how dare you say she's not your girlfriend?"
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