Lothema Theron, the current supreme leader of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas, finally agreed to meet him.

This is really a relief for Locke, two cold elf female rangers plus a gentle maid, there are these three beautiful elf girls who have been serving him, but he can't and dare not make any transgressions.

I have to say, it's a real relief. Although Locke also knew what such an arrangement meant, he was more afraid of Nollis....

This is undoubtedly excellent news for Fu Niya, the maid who serves her, as can be seen from the smile on her face.

Yes, her greatest mission, Locke, may have guessed, or put up with Locke's carelessness. Even sacrificing their bodies when necessary. Sacrificing the happiness of a small character and bringing opportunity to the whole country would have been the same if Locke had chosen to do so.

Or, Locke even maliciously speculated that Lotherma wanted to humiliate himself and deliberately chose three beautiful female elves to act as his guards and maids-in-waiting. When they have done something, they will make a fuss about it, and thus humiliate themselves, and all the human nobles.

"Your Excellency, it's time for you to change your armor."

Just when Locke was in a trance, Fu Nia had already taken out the high-ranking commander armor of Locke's crusade.

"Oh, okay. Thank you. Locke smiled at Nia, and then stood in place, letting the beautiful elven maid stitch the armor piece by piece to her body.

When the Silver Hand's double-headed eagle robe was put on, Fu Nia walked up with Locke's blue cloak.

Fu Nia looked at Locke with a smile, "My lord, you must be a battle-hardened warrior. ”

Locke smiled and shook his head and stood in place, letting Fu Niya, who was behind him, tie the knot of the cloak around his neck, "Oh? Is it? How do you see that? ”

Behind her, Fu Niya pulled the extra folds on her cloak with her hands, trying to smooth them out. One of the hands touched Locke's arm, some obvious sword slash marks, and said, "They tell me you've been through a lot of battles. ”

Then, Fu Nia came to Locke and looked at him with a smile, "This is the glory of your warriors, right?" ”

"Ma'am, what the eye sees is not necessarily real." Locke moved his limbs, the armor on his body grinding harshly, "Take the armor I'm wearing, it's only fought once, ma'am. ”

"It's also possible that those marks were left by me when I was training," Locke laughed after the event, "So, you don't have to say that I've fought a lot of battles." ”

"Perhaps, my lord," Fu Niya was not discouraged, she said with a smile, "In short, you are a powerful warrior. ”

"Can you tell me why you're so happy today?" Couldn't help it, Locke still asked the question in his heart.

In the past few days, Fu Niya has always looked cold, and she always has a natural precaution against herself. She is like a vulture, and she is a rabbit on the prairie.

"There's nothing strange about this, my lord," Fu Niya smiled as she should be, "because we're already acquainted with each other." ”

"My lord, I think it's time for us to go!" The door behind him opened, and the female ranger standing guard outside the door came in and urged.

"I'm sorry, sir. We need to get there first when the regent arrives at the court. ”

"Okay, I'll get out of here."

The Ranger closed the door, and Locke picked up the Death Knight's runic sword from the weapon rack at the door, and inserted it under the cloak, leaving only a hilt exposed on his shoulder.

"Your Excellency, you don't need to carry a weapon." Fu Nia was a little surprised by Locke's actions, and she opened her mouth to remind, "The Morning Striker Legion will provide you with security protection, they are one of our strongest troops. ”

"A weapon is a warrior's life, would you choose to lose your life?" Locke winked at Fu Nia, and then opened the door to the inn in Fu Nia's white eyes.

"Hurry up and clean the floor, or the smell won't come away for a day." In this way, our competitors will be overjoyed. In the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, the innkeeper Jovia was helplessly wiping the stains on Zhuo's face.

Then she looked down as if she had stepped on something, and a cry of pain soon rang out in the empty hall, "Oh God, I'm fed up with those people who vomit everywhere." Can't they spit in the keg I prepared for them? ”

"Hee-hee, Boss Jovia, you're kidding. How can a drunk person decide what he does? ”

"Get to work! Valka, if you talk more, I'll deduct your wages! Jovia glared at the bartender who was busy mopping the floor.

"Good morning, Jovia. Looks like you had a good business last night, huh? ”

All the elves in the hall turned their heads to look up the stairs, where the nobleman from the human nation had already walked down.

"Oh, honored guest, are you leaving?" Jovia threw away the rag in her hand and greeted her with a smile. This is her great patron, not only does he have the key to the genius Magister Randra, but he also has the care of the regent Lotherma, and even the maids and guards are lined up here.

She quickly sensed that something was wrong, this human nobleman was covered in armor! This paused her feet, but soon she caught up with a faster speed and skillfully wrapped an arm around Locke's arm.

In general, wearing such armor is not to go to war, but to go ...

Combined with the neat squad of ranger guards outside the inn from this morning to now, Jovia knows what that means, no matter how stupid she is.

Jovia's initiative was unaccustomed to Locke, who tried to pull his arm out without attracting attention. As a result, it was discovered by this demonic proprietress who burned it. Then, she pressed her full breasts to Locke's arm.

Locke could only say with pity in his heart, I was wearing plate armor, not silk robes......

Dressed in a long blue silk dress with a high slit on her chest, the proprietress Jovia hung her body on Locke's shoulders, and Locke found that the proprietress was not only in good shape, but also quite tall. Her mouth was just close to her ear.

"At night, after 12 o'clock, I can leave the door for you."

Looking at Yovia's seductive face and seductive red lips, Locke couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of spit!

Then, in Locke's somewhat embarrassed state, Jovia turned to the group of hostesses who had stopped what they were doing and watched, and yelled, "Still watching?!!! Still not working? Do you want me to deduct your salary??!! ”

"Well, the weather is nice today?"

"yes, yes, why don't we go have a drink later? How is it? ”

"Oh? It's true!? That's great. ”

"It's not! That's not what I meant...."

This immediate roar made the inn immediately return to its previous mess, and the elves were very cooperative as they worked, while talking nonsense.

Yovia looked at them with satisfaction, then turned to Locke and winked at her left eye.