My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Vereesa also understood this and replied straightforwardly: "Well, I'll be on the first shift. You go to bed first. When it's time, I'll wake you up." Mograine nodded. He did not refuse, returned to the carriage, lay down on his side in the driver's seat, did not take off his plate armor, and just fell asleep.

In the carriage, Alsace closed the carriage window.In fact, if it is a job like night watch, Frostmourne would do it better. After all, she doesn't need to sleep or feel tired.But Frostmourne refused, saying that she had very important things, and Arthas had no choice but to let her go.

Chapter 156 The Confused Prince

As for Mograine... Arthas knew that although he would definitely be uncomfortable sleeping in the driver's seat, it was impossible for the Paladin to come in the carriage, so Arthas did not invite him.But Vereesa could sleep in a carriage. As Alsace thought, he lifted a food basket, opened the door of the carriage, jumped down, wrapped a few pieces of bread and grilled ribs in a napkin, and put them together. The water sac was placed next to Mograine's driver's seat-probably because of the late lunch and eagerness to rest, Mograine did not eat at night.Arthas knew that even if he was hungry in the middle of the night, he would not enter the carriage for food, so Arthas decided to prepare the paladin in advance.

Carrying the food basket with only general food left, Arthas left the carriage and went to find Vereesa. The high elf ranger had not eaten yet.Vereesa was sitting on the ground with her back to the carriage, bending her legs, hugging her knees, and looking up at the blue moon that had just risen.

"Vereesa, you can eat something!" Arthas turned to Vereesa and put the food basket beside Vereesa."Yeah..." Vereesa seemed to be startled by the sudden appearance of Alsace, and said embarrassedly: "No...no, I just finished eating..." Vereesa felt a little shy-this Little/color/ghost, do you feed yourself like a pig?

Arthas smiled, pretending not to see Vereesa swallowing his saliva, sat beside Vereesa very gracefully, holding his body with his hands behind him, and looked up at the night sky, not for a long time. speak.Vereesa quietly took out a piece of barbecue from the food basket. Regardless of whether his hands were clean, she took a small bite and took a bite. Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became quiet under the blue and white moonlight. stand up.

"Vereesa, do you miss home?" Alsace asked suddenly.Vereesa hurriedly swallowed the few pieces of meat left in her mouth, chewed in a hurry, and wiped her hands on her leather pants regardless of the image, and then replied: "No. There is nothing left in my house. People, Sister Sylvanas went to Silvermoon City. Sister Alleria is in Lordaeron. I used to live in the Ranger School. The house is empty. What can I think of."

"Huh? What about your parents? Do you have no other relatives?" Alsace asked curiously-although he does not understand the social system of the high elves, he at least knows that because of the long life span, this group The residents of Quel'Thalas will have many living relatives.

"My parents... and a little brother who were killed by the orcs not long ago." Vereesa's face was a little gloomy, and she replied in a low voice."Ah... I'm sorry." Arthas wanted to say something to comfort the high elf girl, but found that the words were so weak that he could only express his apologies.

"It doesn't matter, Arthas." Despite being missed by her relatives, Vereesa smiled reluctantly, and in turn relieved Alsace.After being silent for a while, Arthas suddenly asked, "Vereesa, if your parents can be resurrected...can you accept them?"

Vereesa was taken aback, shook her head and said, "How is this possible..." Alsace interrupted Vereesa and insisted: "If, I mean if." Vereesa looked at it with some worry. The expression on Alsace's face made him feel that he was not the little/sexy/ghost he knew.

"I'm sorry, Arthas, I don't understand... what do you mean by resurrection. Is it to turn back time? My parents waited for me to eat at home intact? Of course I would!" Wen Resa decided to follow Alsace's words.

"No... not intact. They are still dead, but... but they are back by your side." Arthas repeated his meaningless words.Vereesa's eyes were unconcealed with worry. After hesitating, she still said what she really thought in her heart: "Alsace, are you talking about... Necromantic magic?"

Although there is no talent for becoming a wizard, arcane magic has penetrated into every corner of the life of high elves, Vereesa is no stranger to these spells, the spells that can resurrect the dead...there is only necromantic magic.Arthas nodded and said, "Yes, it's necromantic magic.

Vereesa whispered--Although he guessed it, he didn't expect that this little human boy actually knew this kind of thing.Vereesa became even more worried-in the limited record, no wizard who studies necromantic magic, whether it is a human or a high elf, has never escaped the fate of being mad or being punished by other wizards.This little boy... a prince who is aloof, how could he care about these things?

Arthas was actually stimulated by Thrall's death, which reminded him of things a long time later.Frostmourne must be immortal, and Arthas can roughly be sure of this, but what about himself?The human life span is only six to seventy years. After that, what will happen to oneself?

In the original time flow, Arthas became a death knight, so naturally he didn’t need to consider the issue of lifespan. But now, he has made up his mind to stay away from that identity. Then, after decades, he will be forever Leave Frostmourne?This was unacceptable to Arthas. At the same time, he knew that Frostmourne was even more unacceptable. His only destiny was to become a death knight by Frostmourne and stay with her forever. On this issue, Even if Arthas tried his best to dissuade him, Frostmourne would never give in.

At the same time, what made Arthas both fear and worry was that human life span was...too short, and the human body was too fragile.Thrall, who would have become the chief of the orcs, was stabbed a few times and died in a fortress next to a small checkpoint. He also faced the fate of being abused by humans who hated the orcs.

What about yourself?Although protected by Frostmourne, Arthas was not worried that he would be killed in the wild like Thrall, but what about his father?Where is your teacher?Where's your sister?And Jaina?Even if he wouldn't die, after a few decades, or even more recently, more than a decade later, when his father is dying old, will he lose him again?

If he were still that passionate human prince, Arthas could do nothing but sadness.But now, he has a way to resurrect the dead.Arthas didn't know whether he could resist the idea of ​​resurrecting his father if his father had left him.

Chapter 157 Moonlight and...light

When he resurrected Drake, Arthas did not hesitate at all. He could even let Drake make his own choice, because all he did was out of sympathy for King Daeling, and he and Germany Lake was really not that familiar.But it was changed to his father, to the teacher Uther, to Jaina...just a moment's thought, Arthas could not continue to face it calmly.

Arthas didn't realize that his current expression was a bit hideous and terrifying.Vereesa couldn't help but move a few times to Alsace's side, gently shook the little prince's hand, and said softly, "Alsace, you think too much." Arthas got out of the entanglement. Struggling out, looked at Vereesa suspiciously.

"I don't know why you asked such a question, Arthas." Vereesa said softly comforting words, "but I will tell you my answer. In fact, it is not at all whether you or me can accept it. The dead relatives return to us, but whether they can accept it or not."

"They themselves?" Arthas was a little dazed."Yes, that's right." Vereesa continued to play the role of her intimate sister, "If my parents, and Lilas, can come back to me, of course I will be very happy, whether they are alive or Dead people, it doesn’t matter. But what I care about is whether they will be happy. If they are unwilling to accept such an identity, then I don’t want them to become like this; if they can accept... If they don’t adapt, they will respect their choice."

Since thousands of years ago and humans joined forces to fight against trolls, lingua franca has become popular within high elves, especially among the lower-level residents.The lingua franca is very similar to the Salas language originally used by the high elves. No one knows why, but the syntax and vocabulary of the lingua franca are simpler, so it is very convenient in daily life.

After Vereesa came to Alsace, she had always spoken in lingua franca, but she was a little worried about Alsace's state now, speaking this language that was not her mother tongue after all, the meaning expressed was slightly confused. But Arthas still understood Vereesa's words.

Vereesa’s words did not solve any problems. Alsa Siming knew that if he proposed to his father and teacher Uther, letting them gain immortality by becoming a dead soul, they would definitely be rejected by them-after all, this Both are staunch believers of the Holy Light.

But Alsace did not expect to get any answers from Vereesa. Survival is still a struggle of death. Despite Drake’s choice, the reality is just like Medivh’s play "Hamlet". No one could really see through it, and Arthas just felt it and confided in his own boredom.

Even so, Alsace was very grateful to Vereesa. He gently broke free of Vereesa's little hand, stood up, smiled heartily, and said, "I understand, Vereesa, thank you for your comfort. . I'm going back to the carriage, so be careful."

After speaking, Arthas nodded towards Vereesa, then turned and left-in fact, a true gentleman, in such a situation, should decisively take over the task of vigil from the lady. At the worst, I should accompany this lady to spend a long and dangerous night together.

But Arthas can only say sorry to Vereesa, because the window of the carriage has been opened, and Alsace can imagine Frostmourne's desperate look-leaving her alone in the carriage and running. When I came here to chat with Vereesa, Frostmourne didn't kill it directly, which made myself very surprised.

After Alsace left, Vereesa resumed her posture with her hands on her knees, but instead of looking up at the moon in the sky this time, she put her chin on one knee and wrinkled Brows, murmured: "This little/color/ghost, a little more serious, why do you think about these messy things?" In Vereesa's opinion, as long as you are happy every day, you can be with your loved ones and can Isn’t it enough to fill your stomach and have a delicious meal occasionally?Thinking about this, Vereesa couldn't help but took out a barbeque from the food basket and chewed it carefully.

Due to the bimonthly, Azeroth's night is always bright enough.Arthas hurried to the side of the carriage, opened the door lightly, got into the carriage quickly, and closed the door lightly.After doing all this, the little prince realized that Frostmourne in the carriage does not need to sleep, so this series of behaviors of himself are unnecessary.

After all, the moonlight still couldn't penetrate the wall panels of the carriage, so the carriage was completely dark.Arthas didn't have any night vision ability. As he fumbled over to his soft couch, he wondered how Frostmourne was so quiet.Arthas felt that Frostmourne might be angry because of his chat with Vereesa, and he whispered, "Xiaoshuang? Why are you silent?"

Arthas' question was not answered, nor did he hear any breathing, as if Frostmourne had just disappeared.Alsace started to worry a little-that guy wouldn't be too angry, so he ran away from home?Although the carriage is not a home, Alsace is the only relative of Frostmourne, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Thinking of this, Arthas was a little anxious, stumbled on his feet and fell on the soft couch.However, what Alsace’s face touched was not the silk cover on the soft couch, but a softer one with a cold temperature... "Little Frost?" Alsace raised his left hand. The light ball suspended in the middle of the carriage, illuminating the originally dark carriage.

"Xiao...Xiaoshuang, what are you...what are you doing?" Alsace felt that his thinking couldn't keep up with Frostmourne's jumping behavior-the little magic sword that had been wearing since it turned into a human form A blue floral-bottomed long skirt is now gone, revealing the perfect body that has been wrapped under the skirt.

"Woo...Master, you would be shy like Xiaoshuang like this!" Shuangzhishang lay flat on the soft couch, covered her eyes with her small hands, and twisted her body uncomfortably.The little Demon Sword who seemed to be acting like a baby didn't realize how seductive/confusing his actions were to Alsace in front of him.

Arthas felt that he was about to faint-not because of anger, but because... it seemed that the blood in his whole body had gathered on the part of the bend.Keeping himself strong so that he did not fall on the bottom of the carriage, Arthas leaned against the soft couch, but still kept himself as far away from Frostmourne as possible.

Chapter 158 Oh...Master

"Master?" Frostmourne seemed to realize what was wrong with Arthas, removed his hands, and asked suspiciously."You...Xiaoshuang, put your clothes on first!" Alsace tried his best to show off his majesty as a master, but his slightly hoarse voice and evasive gaze revealed that the little prince was just nasty. That's it.

"Why?" Frostmourne sat up all of a sudden, the two soft/flesh trembling on his chest made Arthas want to measure with his hands, these two flesh that people love and hate/ How big and how heavy is the ball?Frostmourne had no sense of shame. When he was lying down, his two legs were naturally close together, allowing Alsace to barely close his eyes; but now, Frostmourne has become a cross-legged sitting opposite Alsace. , Although the little prince quickly looked away, but that stunning glance made his brain even more under-blooded-why... is it black?

Frostmourne did not get an answer from the master, but only in exchange for the other side to dodge, which made Little Demon Sword very angry-this good-looking master would rather run to talk to the little woman in the chest than Take a look at Xiaoshuang's flawless body?Frostmourne changed from cross-legged to kneeling, knelt forward and moved a few steps forward, put his hands on Arthas's cheeks, held the master's face, and squeezed it over so that he faced him.

Just taking a look at Frostmourne, Arthas couldn't take his gaze away--a black hair pouring down like a waterfall, hanging on Frostmourne's chest, temporarily acting as a cover for shame; exquisiteness The white, goose-egg-shaped face reveals the tenderness and smoothness of youth; under the cute willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of big watery eyes blink and draw long and curvy eyelashes up and down. ; The slightly raised nose and pink fragrance/colorful cherry lips sparkle with breathtaking luster.

Arthas forced his gaze to stop on Frostmourne's sad face, instead of the tall / towering chest / breasts and the lush grass below.But even so, the little prince could not control his desires/hopes, and a high protrusion was raised in the middle of the delicate silk breeches.

"Xiaoshuang...you, why don't you wear clothes?" Arthas said dryly-it was really dry, and the little prince felt a fire overflowing from his throat, despite the constant saliva in his mouth. But he couldn't get rid of the hot feeling-he just wanted to drink water now.

"Master...it's time!" Frostmourne said to Arthas affectionately, with unconcealed joy in his words."Wh... when?" Arthas asked, but he was taken aback by his own hoarse voice like a crow crowing.

"When Xiaoshuang and the master did that shy thing!" Frostmourne touched Arthas's face with one hand, and slipped the other hand to his master's crotch, tightly. I caught the little friend who I just met in the morning—whoop...Tonight, it's time to greet him!

Arthas was ashamed of himself—yes, ashamed.Although Frostmourne is very powerful and can’t tell how many years she has lived, in her usual performance, she is more like a child; while Arthas looks like a child on the outside, but in fact she has sufficient reason and judgment in her heart. Of adults/aged people.

What makes Arthas feel ashamed is that he knows that what Frostmourne is doing is out of place, but he can't resist the evil desires/hopes in his heart. The words of stopping and refusal came to his lips several times, but in the end It failed to form a strong voice, but turned into bursts of... low groans.Yes, it was a low groan. This was another place that made Arthas ashamed.

"Master...Xiaoshuang is about to start..." Frostmourne whispered softly, but she was not seeking Alsace's consent, she was just preaching her actions domineeringly.Arthas was dizzy and weak. He watched Frostmourne helplessly, bend his head, lay on his legs/between his legs, and untied his breeches.

"Xiaoshuang... we can't do this... if Vereesa or Mograine come in, they will see it." Arthas discouraged Frostmourne's actions."It's okay." Frostmourne was unmoved, tried to untie Alsace's belt, then raised his head, smiled and said: "No matter what, as long as it is something with a soul, if you dare to come in, Xiao Frost will kill her."

Arthas keenly noticed that Frostmourne used the female "she", which was obviously aimed at Vereesa.Hearing Frostmourne say this, Arthas prayed instead that Vereesa would not end his vigil so soon."But... but I haven't taken a shower for several days!" Arthas found another excuse.

This excuse also made Arthas feel very ashamed-as the prince of Lordaeron, the most noble nobleman, he hadn't cleaned his body for so long.But there is really no way, Arthas has been running back and forth these days.With a brush, Alsace's breeches were stripped off by Frostmourne, and dropped on the carriage floor.There was only a thin silk underpants left on the little prince's bottom/body, which was lifted up high by the ben/up.

"It's okay, the master is the master, even if it becomes stinky, Xiaoshuang will not dislike the master!" Frostmourne smiled and launched an attack on Arthas's last line of defense.The holy light is on—Alsace closed his eyes and accepted his fate in humiliation—the dignified future king of Lordaeron, who was once the Lich King, must be in this little carriage Among them, is your virginity taken away by your own weapons?

"Wow..." Frostmourne exclaimed, stroking that piece of her own creation.This kind of thing that shouldn't have appeared on the body of a ten-year-old is the thing that Alsace has grown out after she has gone through the flow of time, spent a lot of effort and repeated experiments.

I planned to use it immediately on the same day, but the owner decisively refused.Frostmourne at that time didn't realize that there would be such a variety of women coming to Arthas to compete with himself for the master, so he did not insist.Of course, Frostmourne regrets it now, so she must take advantage of tonight to take down the master's...One!Times!

But such a thing is easier said than done.Although I have analyzed and retrieved those textbook-like subjects countless times, Frostmourne was still a little restrained when it came to the end.Seeing that he had given up resistance, as if a man/favor waited for the queen to come and closed his binocular master, Frostmourne secretly encouraged himself, and finally grabbed the hard as iron thing.