The Grand Ducal Palace in Dresden is no longer the dilapidated appearance it once was. w w w. q u a n b e n. c o m After receiving large war reparations from Latvia and Livi, Arei temporarily solved the military expenditure problem. Now that the overall situation of the Holy Alliance has been decided, in the future this grand ducal palace will be used to receive high-ranking officials and dignitaries of the empire, so naturally it cannot be too shabby. Under the guidance of elf artists, the newly renovated Grand Duke's Mansion is luxurious yet elegant, with less of the ruggedness of the North and more of the gentleness of the South.
Although the afternoon sun already contained a clear sense of warmth, and bits of new green also decorated the northern cities with vitality, there was no hint of spring in Rogge's luxurious large study. On the contrary, there were waves of cold air that kept coming out, causing a layer of frost to form on the door.
Rogge frowned and stared motionlessly at the girl sitting in front of him, the girl with countless storms in her eyes.
The girl sat there like a lifeless stone statue, and only the cold air constantly emanating from her body would remind others of her existence. She seemed to be looking at Rogge, but her eyes were completely unfocused. If you looked in carefully, these eyes were like two windows leading to another world.
The girl wore a long white dress with a butterfly-like neckline that stretched to both sides, revealing her round and slim shoulders and a large area of chest muscles as crystal clear as snow. It's just the strange soft luster on her skin that makes her look more like a jade sculpture. More than ten criss-crossing scars can be faintly seen on her exposed skin, and there is also a faint cross scar on her cheek. It's hard to imagine that such a beautiful and mysterious girl should have suffered so many injuries.
"Amy... Ai Xiluotege opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. He tried his best to find a topic, but no matter what he said, he could not get any reaction from the girl.
A girl is like a piece of lifeless ice.
Rogge couldn't help having a severe headache, and turned to look at an inconspicuous little old man sitting in the corner of the study, the God of Death.
The Death God class looked at the girl with love and affection, turning a blind eye to Rogge's help-seeking eyes. There was a hint of schadenfreude in the slightly upturned corners of his mouth.
The dead silence in the room lasted for another hour.
Rogge couldn't bear the endless stares with the girl, so he finally winked at Death Squad and fled out of the study.
Death Squad also followed Rogge out of the study.
Rogge lowered his voice and said angrily: "Aren't you trying to make things difficult for me? She looks like an iceberg. What do you want me to do? Besides, you clearly know the relationship between me and... that matter. How is this possible? ?”
The Death Class sneered. This is not a problem I should worry about. If you do it, you will do it; if you don't, you will be pulled down. As long as you break the contract first, I will be freed from this damn task!"
Rogge said angrily: "Even without you, I might not let Nicholas kill me!"
Death God Ban sneered: "If it weren't for me, you would have died more than once. Now that you are so sure, good, good! Then I'll leave now."
Rogge suddenly laughed and said gently: "Master Death, do you want to anger me so that you can escape from this contract? Haha, don't even think about it! Since Hughes has agreed to your condition, I will try my best to do so. That’s it. As for you, if you want to relax, wait until Nicholas is dead!"
He shrugged and added: "Who knows when Nicholas will show up? Maybe tomorrow, maybe a year, maybe ten years, haha!"
The Death Squadron's sharp eyes suddenly glanced at Rogge's throat. Rogg's face turned pale, and the memory of his throat being stabbed by the Death Squadron's sword that night flashed through his mind again.
"Lord Rogge!" The cold voice of the Death God Class sounded like it was blowing from hell, "Do you know how much the Fury of the Sky paid me to kill you last time?"
"How much?" Rogge asked calmly.
"A gold coin."
Rogge laughed, in your eyes, I am quite valuable!"
The God of Death, Ban, ignored Rogge's taunt and accepted this gold coin in order not to set a precedent of killing people for free. Otherwise, based on what you have done, it won't be too much for me to kill you a few times. If it weren't for the sake of the child Aisilote, and for the sake of the elf who sacrificed his life to block your sword that day, do you think I would take on this mission? The dragon-slaying gun... Do you really think this thing is worth my life? ? "
Death God Ban paused for a moment. If you break the contract, after I am freed from this task, I may come back to kill you again for another gold coin! Now... you are smart!"
Rogge was silent for a moment, then smiled and said: "Death class, as a life harvester, you are no more noble than me, so don't speak to me with such a arrogant attitude. As for Lord Fury of the Sky, he is still the third A person who set up a murder plan for me without even meeting me. If there hadn't been a police officer that night, Adjani and I would have died by your sword. But I don't blame you, you just acted according to the agreement, I will bear all these debts to the wrath of the sky. I have no other advantages as a person, but I can hold grudges! I am no longer the unknown person who can be bullied by others. No matter who bites me, there will be no one in the same place. I will never give up until I bite you back. How should I put it, let’s call it the principle of reciprocal retaliation.”
The God of Death snorted. Do you want to scare me too? If you hadn't massacred the Druid village, why would Lord Sky's Fury intend to kill you? "
Rogge chuckled and said, "Master Shenban, do you really think that the people in Yunxiao City are all good people?" The elves they originally thought they could firmly control were kidnapped by me and took away more than ten thousand people. I'm afraid this is the real reason why they want to kill me, right? Moreover, the Druid village was obviously killed by people from the Church of Light. It’s really unreasonable to put all the blame on me, right? "
The Death God class suddenly sighed. He is old and no longer interested in your fight for power and gain. As long as you do what I ask, I will continue to do this task. "
He patted Rogge on the shoulder and said with a strange sadness: "After this task is completed, I should find a place to retire, alas!"
Looking at the slightly aged back of the Death Squadron, Rogge couldn't help but feel a little strange. This old and mature killer was at the peak of his skills and career. Why did he suddenly want to retire? But no matter what, Rogge was determined to pay the Death Class the full reward no matter how difficult it was. Even if the death class is no longer needed to protect Nicholas the Elf, it still doesn't allow him to return to work for the Fury of the Sky after he regains his freedom.
However, it is not easy to meet the requirements of the Death Class.
Rogge sighed and glanced at the beautiful girl in the room who was still as motionless as an ice sculpture.
Treat Aisilote wholeheartedly for thirty days so that she can smile every day.
This is the other reward that the Death Squadron demands besides the Dragon-Slaying Spear.
This request doesn't seem difficult, but just now Rogge tried his best, and Aixilotte didn't say a word. Suddenly, Rogge actually thought that he would rather face Nicholas than face this ice doll-like girl.
During this reunion, Rogge almost didn't recognize her. If the girl still had a trace of human body temperature when she assassinated Rogge and took possession of her body, now she seems to have completely turned into a piece of ice. In fact, Rogge really couldn't connect this cold, thin, and slightly ethereal beautiful girl with the plump, healthy, and energetic Amy.
At this time, there was a faint cry of a baby in the distance. Roger gently closed the door and walked towards the place where the cry came from.
Adele was lying lazily on the bed, enjoying the afternoon sunshine. Beside her bed, there was a small baby's cradle, and loud cries were coming from inside.
A maid took the child out and gave it to Adele to breastfeed.
Rogge opened the door and came in with a smile: "Adele, have you recovered?"
Adele looked at the child in her arms with a happy face and said without raising her head: "It's been ten days since I gave birth. I'm fine. I came back in the morning and only now did I think of seeing me. How many days can I stay this time?" ?”
"We'll leave in the evening. The battle is almost over. You should rest for a few more days and don't get exhausted. Show me the child!"
Adele hesitated for a moment before handing the baby to Roger.
This child's big eyes moved nimbly, and he looked very beautiful and smart, with a hint of Clark's handsomeness in his brows and eyes. Seeing Rogge smiling and teasing the baby, Adele suddenly felt inexplicably scared.
"Roger, it took me a lot of hard work to give birth to this child... Can you... stay?"
Rogge was startled and said with a smile: "Where did you think of this? This child is so cute, of course I have to keep it. Can't you tell, you are really good at giving birth!"
He gently stroked Adele's breasts, which were getting fuller and fuller, and added: "The figure is getting better and better, too!"
Adele puffed up her chest proudly and said with a charming smile: "Since you like it so much, my body should have recovered by the time you come back. How about we have one?"
Rogge smiled slightly and just said: "Let's talk about it. It's time for me to leave. You have a good rest and wait until your body has fully recovered before handling official duties!"
The old manager closed the door of Adele's bedroom and followed Rogge step by step. He said, "Sir Rogge, the convoy is already waiting at the house. That child... What do you think should be done?"
Rogge walked in front in silence, and after a moment he asked coldly: "Who else knows about this?"
The old manager replied cautiously: "Of course, everyone who knew about this matter has been killed by me on my own initiative."
Rogge nodded and said calmly: "You did a good job. From now on, treat this child well and treat it as one of my own."
The old manager was a little strange, but still agreed.
Rogge had already arrived in front of the study. He opened the door, which was still covered with frost, and felt a chill coming from inside.
The girl still sat there motionless, not even changing her posture.
Rogge sighed secretly and said softly: "Acelot, the time has come, come with me!"
The girl stood up Yingying, as if gliding on ice, and followed Rogge to the outside...
In the spring season in the North, the Oracle City begins to usher in its most beautiful time. With the sufficient energy support of the silver dragon egg and no need to consume a lot of magic power to keep the city warm, Tianmei's elves began to think of ways to decorate the Oracle City again.
There is green everywhere in the entire Oracle City, and flowers of various colors are dotted in the greenery. Under the ancient elven trees, countless strange beasts and birds are leisurely enjoying the spring sunshine. Occasionally they will jump into the hands of passing elves and enjoy a gentle caress.
Every time he stepped into the City of Oracle, Rogge felt very relaxed and happy. In this fairyland-like city, he could always temporarily put aside the thoughts of fighting for power and gain.
But this time he was particularly happy.
A pretty and unparalleled figure ran from a distance and was in front of him in a blink of an eye.
Froya wore a long dress with no decorations, but the elven cut perfectly outlined her curves. Whether it was her breasts or her flowing eyes, Rogge's heart would beat faster every time he looked at it.
The little elf's gold hair was casually coiled on her head, and her beautiful face seemed to be shining with a faint halo. It seemed like she was having a really good time during this time.
She stood in front of Rogge and looked at him intently, which made the fat man feel uneasy and his breathing quickened.
The little goblin suddenly screamed in joy, threw himself into Rogge's arms, and threw him to the ground.
Seeing Froya's flowery face so close and feeling the soft body in his arms, the fat man couldn't help but feel confused, almost not knowing that everything in front of him was really an illusion.
Hughes smiled ambiguously and coughed. Ai Xilote, who had been following Rogge, seemed to be turning a blind eye to everything.
Froya climbed up as if it had happened, and then struggled to pull Roger up. She couldn't help complaining: "Damn fat man, you are heavy again!"
Rogge heyed twice, not knowing what to say.
Froya turned her head, put one hand on her waist, stared at Hughes and said, "Elder Hughes, have you been feeling unwell lately? Why are you coughing in such a nice weather?"
Hughes smiled and said: "Your Highness is becoming more and more energetic."
"Of course," Froya smiled sweetly. There was only fresh tea and sunshine every day, so she was naturally happy. "
Hearing the word 'new tea', Hughes's face immediately changed and he asked hurriedly: "Your Highness, my tea garden..."
The little goblin said calmly: "Everything is fine in your tea garden, but the tea trees in the center are growing too slowly. I may have picked them too harshly. You'd better take care of them as soon as possible..."
Hughes's face changed drastically, he said nothing, and his figure disappeared in an instant with a flash of green fighting energy.
Froya took Rogge's hand and said to Aixilot: "Sister Iceman, I'll lend you your fat for a while and I'll return it to you soon!"
Acielotte finally reacted. The icy wind in her eyes disappeared and was replaced by a clear blue. There was a strange howling wind in her voice:
"Feel free to use it."
The little elf quietly stuck out his tongue, picked up the still confused Rogge and ran away.
A moment later, Rogge and Froya were sitting side by side in the crown of an ancient elf tree.
The two of them were very accomplished in magic at the moment. The surging magic power of the ancient elf tree brought the invisible wind of magic blowing gently over their bodies, making them feel very comfortable.
After a long while, Rogge opened his eyes and said with a smile: "I didn't expect there to be such a good place in the City of Oracle."
Froya still closed her eyes in enjoyment and said: She only thinks about harming people every day, how can she have time to appreciate this? "
Looking at her beautiful and innocent profile, Rogge's heart skipped a beat. He tentatively put his hand around Froya's waist, and Froya followed the trend and leaned into his arms gently and softly.
Rogge looked at her pretty little nose, long eyelashes, and lips flashing with a strange and mysterious lavender luster, and softly shouted: "Froya..."
The goblin moved his body to make himself lie more comfortably.
"Don't you hate me?"
The goblin opened his eyes, and there was a smile in his bright eyes: "I have been charmed by your soul, how can I hate you!"
Rogge was shocked. He never expected that the trick would be exposed by the goblin on the spot. His face turned red, he hummed and hahaed a few times, and finally said, "You know everything?"
Froya smiled and patted Rogge's face. When she woke up, she felt something was wrong. They are one with the artifact Lost Paradise. A little research will tell you what tricks you, the damn fat guy, have done. "
Rogge's face turned even redder. Have you... solved the charm of my soul? "
Froya caressed Rogge's face and said with a smile: "Don't pretend to be blushing. Are you still embarrassed? It's weird to believe you!"
She closed her eyes again, moved her body comfortably, and said softly: "The charm of your soul is still there! I have never been as happy and relaxed as I am now. Why do you want to untie it?"
The little goblin's squeezing and rubbing are very charming. Rogge's heart felt hot, and his body couldn't help but react.
Froya felt something immediately and opened her eyes. Fatty, what do you want to do? "
Of course it was not a good thing for Rogge to hug her with a smile!"
His hand was held down by Froya.
The little goblin suddenly turned around, leaned forward, with a pair of purple lips slightly open, and was getting closer and closer in front of Rogge's eyes...
Like a dragonfly touching water, Froya's lips touched Rogge's mouth.
Froya suddenly smiled and said: "You'd better go find your Iceman sister!"
She leaned back and jumped down from the ancient tree with her head on her feet. When she was close to the ground, a breeze gently lifted her body and carried her away quickly.
Her clear voice still echoed in Rogge's ears, making the fat man fascinated.
"Why do you want to satisfy your animal desires..." (Quanben Novel Network www.QuAnBen-XIaoShuo.com)