Tonatiu could feel the twisting of her body behind her and the sound of her breathing erratically.

After a long silence.

"Your Majesty. What did you do. ”

Instead, Santis was the first to speak.

"Forehead ......"

Although it was done to save people, it was neither magical, nor druid, nor Elune. Azeroth estimated that no one had ever saved a person like this in his history.

Tonatiu really didn't know how to explain it.

"Thank you." Before Tonatiu could speak, Santis herself spoke softly, her voice small and weak.

"You saved me. The corruption of the ancient cultists is terrible, and I think I can't come back. She said.

"I don't know how you managed to save me, though. But I'm much better now, at least regained my senses. ”

Tonatiu breathed a sigh of relief, and sure enough, she was worthy of the heroic Santis, not a confused woman.

"I ......," he wanted to say something.

"Your Majesty. Your back is a little stiff, and my diaphragm is a little uncomfortable. But she whispered. Can I turn around? With my back to you. ”

What could he say?

Tonatiu whispered, "I'm here to save people." My body can kill all evil, but this power cannot be channeled. Only with such close encounters can help you resist the curse. If you want to turn around, you can do so. ”

"Thank you." Santis whispered, and she turned her head to see Prince Thorcedrin floating far behind her.

"Thorcedrin of Eresaras, leader of Sindra." She said in a fast and soft voice. "Maybe we're in trouble, there's ...... in the back"

"Oh. Are you talking about Tosedrin? He's not in trouble, although what he's doing seems to be a bit of a problem. "Tonatiu knows she's misunderstood." I have temporarily entered into a partnership with His Royal Highness Prince Sindra. He will help us escape from the Terror Island, where the Nagas are hunting us. Without his magic, I honestly would have had a hard time hiding the trail of my strategic retreat. ”

Santis was silent.

"A special time and a special person to work with." After a few moments, she whispered. "Your Majesty, you are very decisive."

"Thank you for the compliment." Tonatiu said.

Relatively wordless.

Santis didn't know what to say, she only felt her cheeks flush and a little hot.

She had never experienced such an experience before.

She was now covered in nothing, firmly tied behind the majestic troll man in front of her.

His back was so spacious, like the warm canopy of the World Tree, like the altar of the Temple of the Moon that made her feel at ease.

But he didn't tie it tightly enough, or he couldn't tie it so firmly, and there was a slight friction between the flesh of the two sides.

The main thing is that what makes Santis want to ignore as much as she can, but really can't ignore - her large, suckling offspring's organs, are in contact with his back too often.

So much so that - the grinding is a little painful.

She believed that the majestic troll men would be able to sense their softness.

Her long ears twitched, which meant that her emotions were not as calm as she appeared on the surface.

The troll man walked quickly over the trees, the wind whistling with the smell of the forest.

Santis tried to divert her attention as much as possible to avoid sensitive physical contact with him, which could cause sensations in places that she had never felt before.

He walked through the forest so fast, not even slower than I did. Also, trolls themselves are good at living in the forest.

In fact, in this regard, the trolls are the same as us.

His Majesty is a special troll, his bravery, his strength, his wisdom, even in Cadoreli can hardly have such a character.

Also, he's obsessed with the same abilities.

Kill magic, be immune to curses, and even banish and suppress the power of the last evilman......

What a mystery he is.

Tonatiu's warm body warmed Shantis's body as the temperature dropped after the curse of the ancient gods.

In the midst of Santis's thoughts, the tip of her small nose suddenly smelled the sea breeze.

It's time to the beach.

After a morning of running away from the dimly lit jungle, it was nearly afternoon when we approached the southeast coastline of Terror Island.

"Now we have two paths." Tonatiu looked out to sea at the distant coastline of Firas. "One is to cross the sea and go to the forest of Filas. On the mainland, no matter how strong Naga's power is, it will be useless. Another option is to head north from here, find a way to cross the ocean to Hazuki Fortress, and return to your territory. ”

Hearing his voice, Santis quickly retracted her thoughts, and she writhed as best she could, trying to get closer to Tonatiu.

Because if you fall a little further, another important organ for reproduction will come into contact with his waist.

It was embarrassing enough, and she didn't want to be even more embarrassed.

However, the more she writhed like this, avoiding the contact of one organ, the more frequent and intense the contact of the other organ.

So much so that she rubbed it a little hard, and she couldn't help but scream in pain.

"Ah~"

"What's wrong?" Tonatiu felt the slight coolness of the female body of Kadore.

I don't know if it's because Kadore's normal body temperature is lower than that of humans or trolls, or if Santis is not in a good state right now, so his body temperature is so low.

Anyway, carrying her like this, he only felt that his back was soft, cool, and comfortable.

Especially...... The indescribable and that, when in contact with his body, caused the troll to react normally.

"It's fine." Santis replied through gritted teeth. She felt strange in her heart, she was not uninjured, once when she was encircling demons in the forest, even her body was pierced by the demon's weapon.

But she didn't scream in that case.

It's just such a contact, just rubbing it, and it hurts so much that she can't help but scream.

"It must be the curse of the Old Gods that has reduced my control." She thought to herself.

At this time, Prince Tosedrin, who had been floating all the way behind, using magic to cover his tracks and confusing Naga to follow the route, floated over.

Stopping not far from them, His Royal Highness the Prince said, "I have a suggestion. It's best to go to Firas, because the magic I left over there shows that a large number of nagas gather on the coastline north of the island, if there are no accidents. They are preventing you from escaping back to Hachizuki Fortress, and then come to the door with the army of Cadore to collect debts. ”

"Naga blockaded the northern seas?" Tonatiu asked with a frown.

"It's not impossible." Santis tries to keep herself on track so that she doesn't get cranky. "I don't know what Vaskey does and what he has to say. I didn't have much contact with her. But the Naga chieftains of the Terror Isle, especially the cunning Zarjira. She is likely to do so, and she may even summon Naga to attack Feather Moon Fortress in turn. ”

"What about your proposal? Shantis. Tonatiu simply asked.

"Crossing the sea. Go to the mainland and find a way to go north. Landing at Hazuki Fortress from the northern part of Hazuki Island. She said so.

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