Chapter 232: My Little Pet
Why is this scene so familiar?
"Drink, Hellroar, it's the fate of the orcs. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
No, it's still different.
At least the color and texture of this glass of wine were much better than the disgusting thing in the hands of Tribal Yanzu.
Of course, Queldore's elaborate crystal cup with enamel silk and gold rimmed was much better than the orc's wooden barrel cup.
Even the cup-bearer in front of him did not have the slightest intention of persuading him to drink.
Medivan smiled, his fingertips lit up with the clear liquid in the cup. Perhaps it was the reflection of the flickering water, and his emerald eyes sparkled as he raised his glass to Simon with a mysterious smugness to signal that he would drink the glass of wine in Simon's place to prove his innocence.
"Since everyone has to have a drink to prove their innocence. How can I be an exception. β
The moment before Medivan almost drank the liquid from the glass, Simon snatched it from his hand and drank it up.
Stella Gossa, in her arms, hissed quietly, both dissatisfied and uneasy.
The liquid in the mouth is aromatic and smooth, without the spicy burning of alcohol.
Frankly, it tastes really good.
Simon turned the cup upside down to show his innocence. He smiled politely at Medivan, his gaze with a demonstration that only he understood. "Master Medivan didn't say it, even the closest people can hardly tell who is bent down by the demon, how can I let the master take such a risk for me."
Medivan's face was calm, as if he had known that Simon would react like this.
He turned to Prince Kael'thas and said, "We have already drunk, and the follow-up work ...... Can I demonstrate as an example? β
Kael'thas waved his hand. "This kind of thing, just a few of us, just let Solan Lian come. Master Bu Lao took matters into his own hands. Your mana, etc., will be of great use, so why waste it here. β
Solanlian had already stepped forward. She nodded calmly at Medivan. Medivan smiled and let the stage go.
The Great Star Sorcerer already held a staff of purple gems in his hand. Her hand holding her wand stretched forward, and the palm of her other hand was facing the purple gem at the tip of the wand, and the intricate spell in her mouth drew a beautiful and intricate pattern of magic patterns in the air.
"Solan Lian is still a little young." Prince Kael'thas laughed, "Master Medivan doesn't need a wand to augment spells anymore. β
Medivan also retorted with a lot of face: "No, although the number of people here is small, but my soul strength alone is enough for Solan Lian to spend a lot of magic. Prudence is a virtue that a mage should have. What's more, among all of you present, there are no weak people with weak souls, do they? β
His normal-looking eyes wandered to Simon's.
Simon kept reminding himself to tense his nerves, but he felt a little sleepy with Solan Lian's spell, and his eyelids drooped almost uncontrollably. As soon as Medivan's eyes swept over, Simon immediately felt like a man's back, and suddenly woke up in a cold sweat, and he was instantly tired.
It's like a mouse being targeted by a cat, even if you haven't closed your eyes for three days and three nights, fear is enough to support your will to stay awake. What's more, Simon himself was not sleepy in the first place, and this tiredness was mostly from Solan Lian's spell effect.
The spell wasn't long, but Solan Lian's expression at the end showed that she wasn't easy. She let out a long sigh of relief.
"It seems that Lord Windranger and Simon. Morrowind was fine. β
"It's natural." Kael'thas is happy to say nice things. "Uncle is absolutely impossible, and I absolutely believe in Master Medivan's vision."
Windranger glanced at Simon and said with a smile, "Fortunately, I have lived up to His Highness's trust. β
"But the people out there ......"
Kael'thas opened his mouth and made a tune, and was picked up by Medivan. "I can sense that there must be a powerful demon lurking among those people. I vouch for this in the name of the Guardian of the Council of Tiris, and I can't be mistaken. β
Kael'thas waved his hand at Solan Lian. Solan Lian immediately picked up the special bottle of wine and handed it into the hands of the head of the Windranger family.
"Aurelia and Sylvanas have both passed the test when they were in Silvermoon City, so they can be trusted. Others...... Uncle, I know you're going to take care of it all, right? β
"Of course, Your Highness." Although the Windranger knew very well that the bottle in his hand must have been a magic weapon that had been cast with a spatial spell, otherwise he would not have been able to provide enough wine for the entire banquet. Just the thought that there would be such a thing as a lurking demon among the guests made him feel very heavy. Queldore's population is small, and by the age of the head of the Windranger family, almost all of them have been friends for hundreds of years. Now that it is suddenly said that there is a demon lurking among them, the Windranger Master only hopes that this is best just a Guardian delusion. Although he himself knew that this hope was very slim.
However, he was comforted by the fact that his two daughters had at least been confirmed to be innocent, and it seemed that they would be trusted by the prince for the rest of his reign.
Now all he had to do was to carry out the prince's orders.
The head of the Windranger family walked out with the wine.
Simon also tried to go out with him, but was stopped by Medivan.
"Wait, my little pet, where are you going?"
MMP, who are you calling?
If Simon had been in dragon form, his scales would have exploded.
He turned his head stiffly and dissatisfied, and before he could speak, Medivan had already walked in front of him.
With a quick movement of his hands, he snatched the little star in Simon's arms. "Thank you for taking such good care of it."
What the?!
The little star was snatched away, and Simon was anxious, and he didn't care that it was Mr. Sa in front of him, his eyes widened, and he said angrily: "Stella Gosa is mine." "If Sargeras dares to take away the little star, then why should he endure it anymore, and now he will directly fight with Mr. Sa.
"That's right! Since I've given it to you, of course it's yours. Madeven, ignoring his anger, simply laughed lightly and completely distorted Simon's meaning. It's just that I haven't seen this cute child for a long time, and I can't help but want to be closer to it when we meet again, don't you mind. β
Simon has a hard time arguing.
Compared to an elf of unknown origin like him, it is obvious that the Guardian has a young dragon that is more in line with the thinking of normal people. What's more, Medivan said that he sent it when he opened his mouth, and he didn't have the slightest intention of repenting. At this time, if he didn't even give Madison a hug, it would seem that he was narrow-minded.
What's even more strange is that Stella Goussa, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, is actually meekly shrunk in Madison's arms like a kitten all the time, and she can't move.
Medivan happily touched her slightly cool scales. "Sure enough, it's still the young dragon who is the most well-behaved." He sighed again, "But I really like to be a little challenging." Dragons are not interesting to domesticate, but they still need to be adult dragons. Pets are such things, only the stronger the off-road ability, the more accomplished they will be when they are subdued. β