In addition to the huge, backward-extended, enormous twin horns that resembled an ornate crown, standing in front of Winlessa and the others—the same fierce red dragon that had changed from the fierce, at least outwardly fierce-looking, human woman with a slightly darkened complexion and extremely exposed/drape. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, it only looks like a human woman - apart from a few necessary features, there is not much difference between a High Elf and a human woman. The woman in front of her did not have the long ears and fair skin unique to elves, so Wen Lesa and the others could only classify her as a human being.

Medium-long red hair was draped over the shoulders, small leather shoulder armor and a large white pearl pendant held the fiery red wing-like cloak behind him, and the long flying eyebrows, even the delicate contour of the face, which was one of the characteristics of the High Elves, but the slightly dark skin could not be possessed by the High Elves.

In addition, the eyes of the High Elves emit a faint blue light, as is the case with Wenlesa, but now the strange woman in front of her has a slightly reddish white glow in her eyes - but the fact that Hitomi is not visible is very similar to that of the Night Elves.

For some reason, when she saw this woman, Winlessa remembered the female pirate she had seen from the Endless Sea, Anne Bonn, outside of Lordaeron's royal city. The same wild skin, just as seductive and ...... The perfect body that makes Wen Lesa deeply inferior, and the stripped-down outfit that also can't hide the spring/light...... If it weren't for watching the red dragon transform, Winlessa would have thought it was Anne Bonn standing in front of her!

But to be honest, the woman, who appeared to be in the form of the Red Dragon Queen, was more daring than Anne Bonn's outfit—the whole slender waist was exposed to the air, showing off the smooth and flat belly, and the shallow umbilicus, like a puddle of water, embedded in the plain.

The leather bandeau covered the two fullness of the woman's chest, and a golden frenulum hung on the crotch, hanging a red leather flake to block the woman's shame. Wen Leisa, who is also a woman, was already deeply worried at this time - could it be ...... to dress like this Aren't you worried that the fur will be exposed?

With red leather gloves and red boots, the woman seemed to love only the shade of red, and the large area of slightly black skin on her legs was exposed, giving Wen Lesa the feeling that this woman was standing in front of her in only a small coat. As if sensing Wen Leisa's scrutinizing gaze, the woman smirked around in place, and then said happily, "Is it pretty?

He?—who was he?—who was he?—Winlessa couldn't make out what the woman was talking about, but vaguely felt that her eyes were glancing at Arthas's Viper fiancée. Frost Sorrow didn't care about that, she frowned, her slender nose twitched slightly in the air, and said, "You're the spawning machine?" Do you have a way to heal my master's ear?"

"Production ...... How dare you speak to me like that?" The woman in red, who was still proud, was instantly enraged by Frost's sad words. She strode over to Frost Sorrow, her red boots rattling on the bluestone floor. Frost's sorrow greeted the woman who was slightly taller than herself, and the two delicate faces were almost close together.

"Don't make any noise!" exclaimed Wen Leisa, who didn't know where she got her courage. "Huh?" Frost Grief and the woman in red snorted at the same time. Wen Lesa was a little weak by the two women who were full of aura, but she still held herself up and said, "Ah...... Alsace's ...... Matter...... Don't quarrel with you......"

By the end of the day, Wen Lesa's voice was already like a mosquito. "Oops!" Frost Sorrow seemed to realize that his master had just become deaf, and tapped his forehead in annoyance, and then dragged the woman in red to Arthas, who was still at a loss, and said magnanimously, "Okay, okay, I shouldn't have called you an egg-laying machine...... Aren't you the queen of the red dragon? You must have a way to heal your master's ears. As long as the master is fine, I will promise you any requests you have!"

As if startled by the sudden attitude of Frost's sorrow, the woman in red was stunned for a moment, and then reluctantly fiddled with Arthas's small ears with her slender fingers, and muttered, "Arthas, this little fart is not the Arthas I want to see!"

But what the woman in red was saying, Arthas couldn't hear it now, and he could only let the soft and warm fingers open his ears in a daze, and subconsciously grasped the cold little hand stretched out by Frost Sorrow. Mograini asked anxiously, "Hey, how is it?"

"Hmph...... I don't call it 'Hey'!" the woman in red withdrew her hand from the side of Arthas's face and said proudly, "You want to call me Queen!" Mograini was stunned for a long time, her lips squirmed a few times, but she still didn't say anything--as a royal guard of Lordaeron, how could she respect a member of the royal family as a "queen"? Moreover, what kind of "queen" was this woman of unknown origin? Where was her territory? How many subjects in the fief dared to call themselves kings like Aiden, who did not know the height of the sky?

However, the woman in red didn't seem to want any answer from Mograini, and although Mograini didn't call her "Queen", the woman in red moved her finger slightly, and said to Frost Sorrow and Winlesa, who were looking at her, "Little problem...... I will be cured soon, but I must tell you that this little creature is too weak...... You see, when I shouted just now, it wasn't really loud...... Aren't you all right? But his ears are deaf...... I'm not shirking my responsibilities by saying that...... It's true that his body is too weak!"

"Nonsense! It's okay what are you screaming! It's all your fault, and it's going to be pushed on the master, you shameless spawn...... Oh sorry, I was wrong...... It's that the owner is too weak...... Please save him, Queen!" Frost Grief first shouted twice in a rage, but unfortunately the safety of the master's ears was still in the hands of others, and the little magic sword could only swallow the word "machine" back into his stomach under the forced gaze of the woman in red, and was forced to call the annoying guy "Queen".