"Thank you."

Hudson, with his gray hair, exclaimed the parchment scroll in his hand and exchanged it for Locke's, "I never thought I would become a general one day." ”

"There are so many things to come, can anyone think of them all?" Locke smiled and turned back to his chair, straightening the paper on his desk and said to Hudson, "If you have time, come with me to Gadar's airship tower to meet our Colonel Norris." ”

"Oh? Is Colonel Norris back? Hudson asked Locke in surprise, and Locke nodded and said, "The Air Force has sent the news in advance." ”

"Of course there is no problem," Hudson replied affirmatively, "Colonel Norris, as an elf of Quel'Thalas, has sacrificed so much for Lordaeron, which is rare. ”

"I've always believed that elves and humans, like dwarves and gnomes, can be solid allies for us humans." Locke finished cleaning up the clutter on the table, and he picked up the bearskin on the hanger next to him and draped it over his body, "This is what I have always insisted on. We humans are not the only race on this planet. Our heritage, our strength, for them, is far less powerful than we imagined. ”

"Unite all potential allies in order to defeat the enemy we are currently facing!"

"Our enemy?" Hudson pondered, and he asked incomprehensibly, "Isn't it just the undead of the Scourge?" ”

Locke didn't rush to answer, he walked over to the stand where the armor was kept, and felt the cold armor metal on it. After a long time, he looked back at Hudson and said, "No, we have many more enemies than we thought, and they are extremely powerful..."

"If we don't...," Locke paused and took a deep breath, saying in the latter's calm gaze, "Lordaeron may never have any hope of rising...."

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A tight black wedding robe outlined the delicate figure of the woman in front of the nobles. The years seemed to have lost their effect on this woman, and even though she was 35 years old, her face was still as soft, slippery, and white as a young woman. No, even better than those women who are under 20 years old!

On that smiling face, the eyes that seemed to have magical power kept winking at the nobles present. Many of the nobles she saw were obsessedly covering their hearts. The eyes are full of the woman's graceful body and the big white breasts that are exposed.....

However, the hand around the woman's waist made the eyes of the nobles widen! At this moment, the nobles are eager to see that the hand on the woman's thin waist is their own!

That's not possible, though.

It was a wedding, a wedding at the estate of Baron North Abraham. And that hand was Baron North's, and the woman he was holding was his new wife.

Farina.

The men who can become the husband of Lady Farina are the most outstanding of the Lordaeron nobility!

This sentence was circulated in the circle of Lordaeron nobles after the natural disaster. But this is not wrong at all, Falina married a total of five barons and a viscount before, but unfortunately they all passed away hastily because of physical problems.

However, those nobles are among the best in the aristocratic circle. Because of the early death of those nobles, this also allowed Farina to inherit countless properties!

Farina is now in the noble circle of Lordaeron, and the people who are obsessed with her are not only because of her beauty, but also because of the huge inheritance left to her by her previous ex-husbands!

This also made the nobles of Lordaeron even more obsessed with this woman!

And as Lady Farina's 7th husband, North Abraham, who is the "President of the Lordan Psychic Association", is undoubtedly the happiest one today.

He could see naked jealousy and resentment in the eyes of many nobles present who had come to congratulate him! They are not reconciled! However, North is the president of the Psychic Society, a baronial lord with a small territory. This also prevents them from doing anything that violates the unspoken rules of the nobility.

So, they could only curse North in secret, hoping that he would die under this beautiful black rose skirt like the six unlucky nobles in front of him!

Only when he dies will they have the opportunity to receive the fragrance of this beautiful black rose, and reasonably receive the family property of the black rose....

Although the nobles present were eager for North to die in front of them sooner, they did not have any resentment towards Farina.

The protagonist of this wedding is naturally very busy, and North has long been supported by other disgruntled nobles to other places, so that the bride Falina has enough free time. So, like little bees that were diligent in collecting honey, they surrounded Farina. From time to time, she told some jokes that would make her laugh, and every time Falina smiled, the nobles present showed intoxicated looks

Contrary to what other nobles thought, in Baron North's manor, the people warmly welcomed the beautiful hostess. They would make all sorts of fine fabrics and carpets for their beautiful hostesses, and the chefs would bring out plates of delicate fresh cheese on the large table for the nobles who lingered in the hall to taste.

In the small square in the middle of the manor, North was smiling and greeting all those who had come to bless them.

Everything looks so good.

And in the corner of the manor, some servants were muttering, talking about their mistress.

"The man who becomes the prey of the black widow will only perish in the end. Didn't Lord Abraham know? A servant who was scrubbing the horses in the stables muttered, "Am I going to have a new master again in the near future?" ”

Hearing his words, the servant who had scrubbed the other horse said, "No one can refuse the beauty of the Black Widow." ”

The servant stopped what he was doing, and when the servant next to him came, he continued, "I saw her yesterday, and it really made me ......"

The servant's face showed extreme longing and luxury, and the other servant couldn't help but ask, "How?" How do you really want to? ”

"If I were Lord Abraham, I would have married that Black Widow too. That's it, when you meet our hostess, you'll understand how I feel at the moment. ”

"Tsk." The other servant smiled and said, "I'm not going to be obsessed with her, you know, she's killed six nobles!" ”

"You're not an aristocratic lord. Okay, stop talking nonsense, tomorrow the lord and the hostess will go on horseback, hurry up and wipe the horses clean......"

Lord North naturally didn't know the lace news of the people at the bottom.

So, when in the bedroom at night..... When he, who had been single all along, saw Farina, who was naked, he stayed for 5 minutes!!

The empty, white and delicate skin, bumpy and mature body appeared in front of his eyes, and he swallowed a mouthful of spit unconsciously.

On the pair of white rabbits, the two purple grapes tossed a few times in front of him from time to time. The woman's charming face and magical eyes made North fall into it.

This kind of scene, this kind of situation, North was stunned.

Falina smiled and stepped off the large and ornate bed. She didn't care about the spring light on her body, she came to the already demented North, stretched out her white and delicate hands to wrap her arms around North, and kept stroking North's dazzling blonde hair.

"My dear North, what are you waiting for? Well? ”

Falina took a few steps back slightly, and she winked at a reddened North and spun in front of him.

"I am yours, everything I have belongs to you...."

North's body began to tremble, and he shivered as he picked up his pajamas. But because of the excitement in my heart, I couldn't unbutton the pajamas. Seeing this, Falina crawled naked onto the bed, and she turned her back to North. Then, he slowly knelt on the bed......

North originally retained a clear mind, but was instantly rushed aside by the blood. He screamed, ripped off his silk pajamas, and threw himself at Falina on the bed.

Holding the soft body under him, North roared and rushed, and said unconsciously in his mouth, "Ah! You're mine! It's mine! No one can snatch it away! ”

Falina rested her head on the pillow on the bed, and as her body continued to shake, there was no expression of pleasure on her face. Just thinking about the opposite, she sneered and whispered softly, "Idiot, I belong to the master." And you, you can't run out of the palm of my hand!! ”

The next day was not long in coming, and the quiet of yesterday's noisy manor had long since been restored. The servants who served their lord and mistress were surprised to find ....

As the night passed, his master's dazzling blonde hair turned a snow-white color!!

And their old man North has changed differently than usual, and his face no longer has the charitable smile of the past. He became like a cold puppet, doing things alone that made everyone scratch his head.

Only a few days later, the power of the curse descended on the territory. Some of the cursed geyists began to appear wandering the manor at night, and the servants even spotted traces of the undead!

For a moment the people were in a state of panic, and the servants gathered outside the lord's house, begging their lord to come out and take care of the terrible things. After all, their master was a powerful psychic.

Perhaps their prayers had an effect, and many psychics from all over Lordaeron were concentrated in the manor, citing the pretext of exorcising the undead, which reassured the populace a lot.

What the people don't know, however, is that what they expect is not what they imagined.