My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Walking neatly to the front of Alsace's desk, the uninvited guest took off her hat, revealing black hair.

Gorgeous face, light makeup, tall and bumpy figure, close together, long and straight legs that even the sharpest blade can't break through.

Even after six years, Anne Bonn, the lady who came from Stormwind and spent some time among the North Sea pirates in Rogue Port, was eventually incorporated by Alsace and entered Lordaeron’s navy to hold important posts. With her own grace and demeanor, she interprets what is called wild sex.

Although she is no longer wearing only clothing that can cover the vitals as she did when she was a pirate, Anne Bonn's charm and seduction have not been reduced by the increase in clothing.

For the current female pirate, or female brigadier admiral, the meaning of her clothes is just to let the men who are attracted by her beauty use their imagination and imagine how seductive these clothes are. Human carcass/body only.(To be continued.)

Chapter 632: Statue of Father

"His Royal Highness Prince Arthas, I'm back!"

Anne Bonn stood in front of the desk, her voice clear and loud.

"Well, Brigadier General Annie, I'm going to Stormwind this time... Have you seen your father's statue?"

Arthas nodded, and then asked; of course he knew the answer to this question. Even if he did nothing at Stormwind, the first thing Anne Bonn had to do was to pay homage to her father's statue. .

"Yes, Prince Arthas! Thank you very much, if it were not for you and Your Majesty, my father..."

Anne Bonn became very excited when he heard Alsace's words, and her tone began to rush.

In order to honor Anne Bonn and her men who rescued almost the entire alliance's navy from the Palatine Bay, Alsace promised her to erect a statue in honor of her father who died in the war.

After joining Lordaeron's navy, Anne Bonn kept telling herself to repay the trust of His Royal Highness Prince Arthas.

Although her previous pirate status has caused some rumors, but with Alsace's support and her own iron and blood methods, Anne Bonn has established her own position in Lordaeron's navy.

During this period, even though she knew that the construction of her father's statue had begun, Anne Bonn did not leave immediately for Stormwind City when the statue was completed.

Unlike a pirate, the Commodore of Lordaeron did not have much time to leave his post without permission.

Of course Arthas also knew what Anne Bonn thought, so he gave the female subordinate a chance.

The reconstruction of Stormwind City has basically ended, and the Lordaeron craftsmen and strong men who were dispatched to Stormwind City have also come to return.

Except for the people of Lordaeron who voluntarily stayed in Stormwind, most of the craftsmen and strong men who participated in the construction of Stormwind chose to return.

Anne Bonn’s navy has been traveling back and forth between Stormwind Port and Nanhai Town for a long time. Every time, they will return with a ship full of craftsmen and bring these people back to their hometown.

Before the last delivery mission, Alsace found Anne Bonn and asked her to lead the team.

At first Anne Bonn didn't understand why, but she quickly understood what he meant in Alsace's smile.

With great excitement, I spent a long sea journey. When I arrived at the port of Stormwind, Anne Bonn didn't even have time to hand over with the officer of Stormwind, but ran to the city of Stormwind. Doorway.

Even after spending her childhood career here, Anne Bonn is still a little unfamiliar with the rebuilt Stormwind City.

Fortunately, the direction of most of the blocks did not change much. Anne Bonn took a little effort, but still found the gate of Stormwind City.

Anne Bonn couldn't help tears in her eyes when she saw the huge group of stone statues more than ten meters high.

It has been eight years since her father left, and even she herself, from a female pirate to Lordaeron's Commodore, has also been six years.

Anne Bonn once thought that she had matured a lot, and her shoulders could bear the trust of the people she respected.

However, at this moment, Anne Bonn seemed to have returned to the day when she was rescued by her father from the sea. In the rough sea, her father held a small boat and rescued herself from the dying situation.

Fate always teased the world mercilessly, letting himself understand his father's love for him, but deprived himself of his happiness in just a few months.

Time can dilute everything, but six years, for the family relationship between father and daughter, undoubtedly seems a bit short.

Standing under the statue of her father, looking at the words engraved on the foundation stone of the statue that record the merits of her father, Anne Bonn was crying like a helpless child at the gate of Stormwind.

"Task, have you seen it? These people are the heroes of Stormwind! It's all because of them that we can escape from the attack of the orcs and have a chance or return to our homeland."

Just as Anne Bonn was crying, not far from her, such a voice came.

In the dim eyes of tears, Anne Bonn looked to the side. A mother in a coarse linen dress was pulling a six or seven-year-old boy. Like Anne Bonn, she looked up at these statues.

The statue is not only Anne Bonn’s father, but also other seamen who died, and other soldiers who died in the war.

However, if it is a group of statues, there are actually fewer than ten statues. Most of the warriors who have sacrificed did not have such a chance.

The little boy looked like he was born after the war. He sucked his thumb and was beside his mother. He raised his head hard to look at these statues, with an expression of worship in his eyes.

"Mom, when I grow up, I will become the hero of Stormwind City!"

The little boy said excitedly.

"I see, I see! Tusk is really a promising kid, just like your grandpa..."

While stroking her son's head, the young mother left tears containing complex emotions.

"This lady...your father, is also... in this one?"

Anne Bonn was shocked when she heard this, she couldn't help but walked to the side of the son, mother and son, and asked.

"You are... Lord Navy's Lordaeron?"

The mother did not answer Anne Bonn's question, but asked in surprise.

After the war, the exchanges between Lordaeron and Stormwind were extremely frequent. Even ordinary Stormwind civilians could distinguish these allied navies in green uniforms.

"Yes, but at the same time, I am also from Stormwind. I just heard you say..."

Anne Bonn nodded, explained her identity, and then hesitantly asked the mother about the things she had said before.

"Oh, it's like this... This kid's grandfather, my father, was...sacrificed in that war. I'm here today to take Tasker to see his grandpa."

Maybe it's because it has been a long time, the sadness on the mother's face disappeared bit by bit, instead, there was only nostalgia for her father and love for her son.

"I'm really sorry... I can understand this feeling, my father, he also... But we are still lucky, at least we can see our lost loved ones in these statues, right?"

Anne Bonn looked at the young mother, perhaps because life after the war was not easy. Her face looked obviously older than her voice.(To be continued.)

Chapter 633: The Returning Windrunner Sisters

"Yes, Lord Navy... Although I am sad for losing my father, but at the same time, I am really proud of having such a brave father. It's not just this statue, whenever I see this In this brand new Stormwind City, I can always think of my father. Without him, there would be no life where we are now."

The mother didn't expect Anne Bonn to have the same experience as herself, and the same experience brought the relationship between the two women closer.

"That's it... It's indeed something we are very proud of..."

Annie Bonn nodded, then reached out and patted the head of the little boy who was staring at him, and said goodbye to the young mother.

When leaving the gate of Stormwind, Anne Bonn glanced at the statue of her father for the last time; she stretched her hand to her chest, where, under the cover of the navy green uniform, the pendant left by her father was deeply buried In the double/peak.