Rogge looked at the white fish belly exposed in the distant sky, with a satisfied smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. wWW.QUAbEn-XIAoShUo.cOM
Outside Dresden, 10,000 new troops have been assembled. At this time tomorrow, he will lead an army on an expedition. In the long and cruel war to come, the 80,000 recruits in the Principality of Are still don't know how many lucky ones will survive until the end of the war.
The first battle report from the front has been sent back. The army of the Leighton Kingdom has already engaged in small-scale exploratory battles with Levi and the Latvian coalition forces on the frontal battlefield. Charlie's unit was responsible for defending a small city on the left flank of the front. Opposite him were 15,000 Latvian troops. Charlie had no intention of fighting the opponent, but he just couldn't defend. Latvia lacks military strength and has no intention of attacking the city. The two sides have been in a stalemate for several days. But for Charlie, who was calm and focused on avoiding war, the Latvian generals had no good solution.
There was a soft sound behind Rogge, followed by an uncontrollable groan of pain, which pulled his thoughts away from the war.
He couldn't suppress the pride in his heart and turned around to look at the beautiful woman who was struggling to sit up.
Froya grabbed the head of the bed with both hands and used all her strength to sit up, leaning against the pillow with difficulty. Although she held back any more moans, her pale face and cold sweat on her face fully demonstrated the difficulty of this simple action.
She exhaled gently, brushed away the mess on her face, and stared at Rogge with a pair of beautiful big eyes full of hatred, despair and anger.
Rogge walked to the bed, sat down, and stroked her white legs.
The skin on Froya's legs, which was originally as smooth as snow and as smooth and white as white, was now scattered with patches of bruises. These were the results of a crazy night.
Froya raised her arms and slapped her in the face. Rogge looked proud and did not dodge. She brushed his face with a weak swipe, more like a gentle touch than a slap. Such an action that was not too violent caused her face to turn pale and she moaned softly. She knew she couldn't push Rogge's hand that was still caressing her legs. Let alone now, even if she is intact, she will never be a match for the powerful Rogge.
All of this was already proven last night.
Rogge smiled and said: "Your Highness, this is what you said, you will succeed after trying a few more times. Look, haven't we succeeded? Maybe I was a little rough, but this is really because of your attraction. It’s so powerful that I can’t control myself at all.”
Luo Ya spat in Rogge's face.
Rogge smiled faintly and wiped the drool off his face as if nothing had happened. We are not children anymore, so why should we deal with things like ordinary people? Since you have played with fire, you must be prepared to burn yourself. Even if you are burned to death, you cannot blame others. "
Rogge came to Froya's bedroom last night, saying he wanted to apologize for the rude search of Froya the day before. Froya made peace with her grievances and accepted Rogge's apology. Rogge, as usual, offered to give her another try.
In the past, when the relationship between the two reached critical junctures, Froya would always suffer from very serious adverse reactions. Whenever this happened, Rogge would considerately stop.
However, this time, when Froya's body was cold, trembling, and biting the pillow, one of Rogge's hands suddenly pressed her slender waist firmly like an iron pliers, and the other hand suddenly The last of her restraints and coverings were torn away.
Froya had long forgotten her physical discomfort. At that moment, her heart was completely filled with pain, shock and fear!
In addition to her high magic power, Froya's physical strength is not much stronger than that of ordinary noble girls. How could her tender body withstand Rogge's merciless conquest
She still had the strength to hit, push, and even scratch Rogge at first, but her weak attacks couldn't even break a bit of Rogge's oily skin. Rogge's few quick and vigorous thrusts shattered her last bit of resistance. Froya could only fall weakly on her chest, letting Rogge enjoy her ice-like vagina as he pleased.
She turned her head away and shed tears silently. In addition to her uncontrollable moans, she also thought about all the possible people she could call for help.
Call the guards? This is the Grand Duke's Palace of the Principality of Are, not the palace of the Rhine City. Everyone will only obey Rogge's orders. Even if he orders to kill himself, the guards will definitely pierce the cold blade into his body.
Call those elves you get along well with? But the elves are almost blindly obedient to their divine messengers! How could he come to help her? Fengdie's eyes full of hatred flashed through Froya's heart, but she could only sigh secretly. Fengdie is recovering from a serious injury, who will be Rogge's opponent? Even if Fengdie recovers all her martial arts skills, she will not be a match for Rogge, who has endless tricks and tricks. If he begs her, he will just send her into Rogge's clutches again.
The only one who could save him at this moment was Androni, who was not far away. But when she thought of her betrayal, Froya immediately felt a burst of unspeakable sadness in her heart, mixed with Tao Tian's hatred. If there is anyone more hateful than Rogge at this moment, then only Androni and the woman who snatched Androni away. Thinking of this, Froya couldn't restrain the anger in her heart. If it weren't for them, How could I jump into such a bottomless abyss and pay such a painful price
No matter what, she would never ask Androni for help.
These thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, and Froya suddenly realized that she was so alone and helpless at the moment. And Rogge obviously knew this. He didn't even cast a Silence Barrier. He was not afraid of her calling for help at all. Instead, he enjoyed her moans and pain.
A night of madness.
When Rogge lay weakly and contentedly on her body, Froya could no longer lift a finger.
Rogge stood up and put on his clothes and stood quietly in front of the window, while Froya lay quietly on her bed, waiting for her strength to recover bit by bit.
The storm had passed, and she forced herself to put all the regrets out of her mind and began to reflect and plan. But before she could think of a feasible method of revenge, an inexplicable feeling of fatigue and sadness completely took over her mind. Various scenes from childhood to adulthood flashed before her eyes.
"Have I ever been happy?" Froya suddenly thought...
"Your Highness Froya..." Rogge, who was sitting on the bedside, called with a conqueror's smile.
"Don't call me Your Highness anymore. I'm just a princess who lost her country. I'm no longer worthy of the title Your Highness." Froya said coldly.
"The Rhine League has just lost the battle and has not yet been destroyed. At least the news of its demise has not yet spread."
"The defeat of the Rhine League is inevitable. You should know this better than I do."
"Okay, Froya, can I ask you again now, what made you want to kill me? Don't say any more ridiculous reasons like just wanting to try the petrified helmet. You are so smart and beautiful, you should You know this reason can't fool me." As he said this, Rogge gently stroked Froya's face and wiped away the wet tears.
"Take your hand away! Don't you have enough?" Froya said coldly. However, she immediately saw Rogge's murder weapon still standing proudly. He was indeed not enough.
Froya finally showed a hint of timidity.
Although this hint of cowardice passed away in a flash, it was also caught in Rogge's eyes. He laughed immediately. She was no longer the noble princess who no matter what she did, and I was no longer that noble princess. He is a little person who can only endure no matter what happens. In fact, today our positions are reversed. You must have discovered that I am the one who can do whatever I want here without having to bear the consequences. But I'm still very surprised, why do you want to kill me again and again? I originally thought that we had formed a temporary alliance, and due to interests, this alliance should be very stable at least for now. Even if we are using each other, I am still very useful. Besides, my credibility is pretty good. At least I am still working hard to implement what I promised. So, I really don't understand. "
Froya's eyes regained their clarity. She looked at Rogge, and her gentle voice contained a hint of determination: "Anne is mine. If I can't get it, then no one else can get her. And you won't. Have you forgotten what happened in the Central Mountain Range?"
Rogge suddenly realized and sighed: "There is really only a thin line between love and hate for women! But I still don't understand why you chose to kill me first. Logically speaking, you should have killed Androni and After the woman who snatched her away, it was my turn to attack, right?"
Froya was silent for a moment and then said: "Anne... I really can't do it. As for that woman, I can never be her opponent. Even if my master comes, the result may be the same. And she is elusive, and I can't do it." I don’t know when I will see her again, and even if I want to kill her, I can’t do it. This time when we meet again, your strength has grown too fast, and I can’t see through you anymore. I’m afraid that if I wait any longer, I might I can't even kill you, so I took action in advance. This is the reason why I want to kill you, are you satisfied?"
"That woman... can you describe it to me?" Rogge thought for a moment and asked.
Froya said calmly: "She is very beautiful, with straight black hair and silver eyes. She wears a gray robe and always floats in the sky. It seems that she has a close relationship with you, and she once tried to save you, but It didn't work. She had already entered the Holy Realm at such a young age. I thought that I would never be her match in this life, and I would not be able to win Anne's heart back. In fact, I was completely desperate. It’s almost crazy.”
Rogge let out a hey, and his heart skipped a beat. For me, it was out of reach. But didn’t you also become a great magician at a very young age? Entering the Holy Land is a matter of getting there sooner rather than later, so why are you so discouraged? But I have never seen or heard of this woman. "
However, what he was thinking in his mind was: "Aha! It turns out to be Odereh! Is it just the Holy Domain? So you want to go against a god, so even if your teacher comes, it won't work, hehe! Haha!"
Froya straightened the mess on her forehead. The magic power she has now is obtained through equipment and trickery, and it is not entirely my own ability. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't be so unsure of myself, let alone kill you. Forget it, let's not talk about this, Lord Rogge, I have told you everything you want to know. What are you going to do with me next? "
Rogge asked, "If I say I'm not going to do anything, what arrangements will you make?"
Froya smiled sadly. If I said I wanted to leave, would you kill me immediately? "
This time Rogge really hesitated. He looked at Froya's sad and poignant face and said softly: "Froya, you know, no one wants to have another enemy who is both a potion master and a great magician. …”
Froya regained her usual composure and asked: "I understand. I want to ask you, have you known for a long time that my physical discomfort is all fake?"
Rogge was startled and nodded.
Her charming smile was so scheming. I always thought I was good at acting, but I didn’t expect you to be better than me. I really underestimated you, and after just one mistake, I will never be able to turn around again. Your normal magic power always seems to be at level 11. In fact, you haven’t told anyone about your true strength, right? What level of magic is yours now, thirteen or fourteen? "
Rogge sighed. Your classification method should be between thirteen and fourteen. I can cast multiple sixth-level magics, but I still can't use the seventh-level magics. "
"Anyway, you're going to take action soon, so can you tell me again, what is the magic you use to break the petrified light? That magic definitely does not exist within the known magic system. How did you learn it? What? I'm very curious, you won't let me die out of curiosity, will you?"
Rogge sighed again. It was not magic, but a method that could ignore all restrictions and cast magic. It was called the otherworldly cursed purgatory. Another effect of this method is that it can store a large amount of magic power and keep the magic power displayed at a relatively low level. The person who taught me... is the princess of the demon world, Elesis. "
Froya was silent for a long time and then said: "Thirteenth level of magic, mental shock, instant spell casting, and the ability to cast double spells at the same time... You are so good at hiding it... Curse-bound purgatory in another world, no wonder no matter how I use magic The crystal observes you, and your magic power is level 11. If I didn’t really think you only had level 11 magic power, I wouldn’t do anything.”
She gently touched Rogge's chest again: "And your speed and strength are not inferior to high-level warriors. It seems that even if I am fully prepared, I can't beat you in a head-on confrontation. Of course, in terms of scheming, look There are not many people who are your opponents. You have deceived many people with your fat body, right? I finally understand why so many people can't deal with you. Little Roger, tell me, in this Grand Duke's Mansion Here, even all these years ago, is there anyone you really trust?"
Rogge smiled bitterly and shook his head. The only thing I can believe is not in this world. "
"Are you tired?"
Still able to hold on. "
"I'm tired too. Unfortunately, I'm not like you. I can't hold on any longer..."
Froya closed her eyes and whispered: "Little Rogge, I lost. Playing with fire this time, I really burned myself to death. Now I have nothing, family, power, and love, and I have nothing left." I no longer have the confidence I once had, and death is really a good relief. Kill me!"
"Froya, actually... I had high hopes for our alliance. You know, I need help very much, and you are so good in all aspects, why force me to make such a difficult decision? Maybe we can Would you like to cooperate again?"
Froya chuckled and said: "The problem is not whether I am willing to cooperate, but that I have become desperate and crazy for a word of love. Little Rogge, I really want to kill you. And mine Both strengths, whether magic or potion, can make you sleepless and sleepless all the time. So the question is, can you really trust me?"
She gently patted Rogge's face and hand. If you want to achieve something big, how can you not be ruthless? This time, no matter in terms of scheming or strength, I was convinced of the defeat. On this last matter, don't hesitate to make me look down on you! "
Rogge looked at the nail on his right index finger that was gradually extending like a blade. After a long time, he sighed softly and asked: "Froya, do you have any other wishes?"
Froya's gaze went beyond Rogge and landed on an infinite place. She spoke softly, as if talking to herself: "It would be great if I wasn't born into a royal family. I really wish... I wish I could." Don’t think about anything and live happily all day long…”
She smiled sweetly, and at this last moment, she was as beautiful as a spring flower in full bloom: "Remember to clean my body, put on the most beautiful clothes for me, and then use your demonic flames to remove all traces of me in this world. It’s all gone. That’s all!”
A flash of lightning gently crossed her throat...
A bright red rose blooms quietly... (Quanben Novel Network www.QUAbEn-XIAoShUo.com)