Chapter 660 The Sufferer Who Hit the Door
In recent days, Charlemagne's life has been unusually regular. After sending away Malygos who left last, he handles some lighter official duties during the day, wanders around Quel'Thalas in his spare time, and spends his evenings with his wives. A shameless little elf.
However, it seems that the winning rate of the longevity species is indeed very low. At least Alleria, Cirvanas and Vereesa all said that they could feel that no new life was bred in their bodies.
You must know that Charlemagne has never taken any preventive measures... This situation can only be blamed on the entire group of high elves.
Aurelia lay naked in her husband's arms, not caring at all that her jade-like skin and tender body were completely exposed to her husband's eyes. The expression on her face looked a little depressed.
"Why is there no baby? Have we tried hard enough?"
Charlemagne couldn't help but twitched his eyebrows, "No, it's not you but me who worked hard..."
After hearing this, Cirvanas turned over and sat on Charlemagne's waist again, with a charming expression on his face, he gently licked the corner of his mouth, and smiled again on his blushing pretty face.
"It must be that you haven't worked hard enough, why don't we try again?"
"no!"
Vereesa hurriedly pushed away the second sister who was grabbing the seat, and the little guy threw himself on Charlemagne and lingered, "It was agreed that it was my turn! Second sister, you can't be foolish!"
"How about we guess the punch again to decide who is next?"
Charlemagne stared blankly at the top of the big bed hung with tulle, "I always feel like I'm being treated as a planter by them..."
When there was another gasp in the room, Charlemagne didn't know that in the guest rooms on both sides of the master bedroom, there were two people who listened to the corner with their super hearing...
The two unidentified people blushed and eavesdropped on the movement coming from the master bedroom. It seemed that this was not the first time they had seen their skillful movements.
"Why…"
A certain woman with violet skin and a fit body went back to bed dull after the battle, staring intently at the bright moonlight outside the window.
"Elune, please tell me, what should I do..."
Coincidentally, on the other side, a black-haired high elf with two horns on his head also sat back on the bed with a dissatisfied expression.
"Master is really... I have been waiting for so long, why don't I come to pamper him?"
————It’s about to speed———
During the week of Charlemagne's recuperation, the people of Quel'Thalas have gradually become accustomed to the new queen's ruling policy... Strictly speaking, there is not much change from before, but the person who finally signed the decision was the Sun King Kyle. Sass became Prince Regent Charlemagne.
On the last day of Charlemagne's vacation, the Prince Regent's Palace ushered in two uninvited guests. The two with gloomy faces came directly to the backyard of Charlemagne's new home through a dedicated teleportation array.
"Hmm!"
Charlemagne was leaning on the sofa in the living room with a paralyzed appearance. Alleria and Vereesa stuffed the fruit in their hands into his mouth like feeding a pig.
Hearing this familiar roar, his whole body trembled. According to his identification of the sound and the way the other party called it...
Tyrande, who was correcting the documents, raised his head, a gloating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It seems that Illidan and Malfurion have returned."
"How could it be so fast? I thought it would take at least half a month for the two of them to arrive..."
Tyrande shrugged, "Who knows? Anyway, you'd better go out and have a look. Illidan is not a joker."
When Charlemagne arrived at the backyard with the three Windrunner sisters, Valeira, and Onyxia, a group of maids were tremblingly looking at the demon with two horns on his head and wings on his back. Beside the demon was a night elf man with green...green hair.
Couldn't bear to frighten his maids, Charlemagne waved to them immediately after arriving at the scene and said, "You all step back, I'll take care of it here."
Because Charlemagne is very confident in the strength of his own members, the Regent's Palace has not yet arranged for guards. At this time, only three old butlers with weapons have the courage to stand in front of Illidan.
Seeing the arrival of the Patriarch, the butlers also breathed a sigh of relief, saluted him with the maids, and left the backyard in an orderly manner to enter the room.
After seeing the high elf man in the lead, Illidan's expression became even more angry, and his sharp teeth were exposed. "Ziran Farstrider! You despicable villain finally dare to show up!"
Charlemagne asked Alleria to lead the others to stay where they were, and walked forward with Onyxia and Tyrande. He spread his hands helplessly and said, "Why did I become a despicable person? I don't care about you." Bar?"
"How dare you say that?! When we met last time, you pretended not to know me. If you had let me know your real identity, I would have raised my hand and slashed you!"
Charlemagne reached out and interrupted Illidan, who was furious, and said dumbfoundedly, "Correct me, I really didn't know you at that time, if you don't believe me, ask Malfurion, I was sent back to ancient times by Nozdormu later. Times."
Malfurion snorted angrily, and paused heavily on the ground with his staff, "It's not important, the important thing is that you abducted Tyrande from us, you won't deny that, right?"
"Of course I don't admit it, what do you call me abducted, I simply..."
Just as Charlemagne was explaining earnestly, Tyrande stepped forward and said first, "Malfurion, Illidan, you can't force things about your relationship. Although it is difficult for you to accept, but... I started ten thousand years ago. You have identified someone from the beginning, and you should all be aware of this."
"Crack!" Charlemagne stretched out his hand to cover his face, and complained frantically in his heart,'Oh my God! Sister, don't you add fuel to the flames by saying this? '
The simple-minded Illidan shook his head in disbelief, and waved his hands violently to retort, "I don't believe it! This guy must have used some charm spell on you. As long as I kill him, you will be able to escape from this evil spell." Influence!"
Malfurion looked at Tyrande's resolute attitude, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. It was not until today that he finally accepted the reality. As the leader of the night elf druids, he completely lost his girlfriend who had been chasing him for ten thousand years.
Tyrande sighed softly, "Illidan, listen to me, I really..."
"Needless to say, Kieran little thief, come up and die!"
As he spoke, Illidan launched a series of fel energy charges towards Charlemagne, and the double blades of Azzinoth in his hand were already raised high, aiming at Charlemagne's fragile neck, which was still naked.
(end of this chapter)