"It's here! We're here! ”

"Look! Ares, that's my hometown, my homeland - Kurtilas. ”

The calm sea was calm, the setting sun converged the last afterglow, dyeing the sea orange, standing on the deck, facing the sea breeze, Gianna suddenly shouted excitedly.

Looking in the direction that Ms. Proudmoore was pointing, Ares saw a beautiful city shrouded in the glow of the setting sun...... Yes, that's a city, not a town.

As the sun sets, the ships of Kurtilas sail to their native harbor, and the city gradually closes closer to Ares. The half-moon-shaped harbor is filled with countless fishing boats and merchant ships returning to the port. The harbor is like a mother opening her arms to welcome her returning child.

Melodious evening songs floated over the harbor, the evening breeze blew Gianna's soft hair, and she looked affectionately and melancholy at her hometown, which was her childhood memory. And now, with her, her man, her lover. At this moment, the picture is so beautiful.

"She's beautiful, just as you describe, Gianna."

Holding the pole with both hands, Ares couldn't help but sigh affectionately. It's just that unlike Gianna, Ares lamented that it was the first time she saw the sea kingdom of Kurtiras, while Gianna lamented that after many years, she finally returned to her hometown again. also brought a man who loved her and loved her.

The little woman with a burst of happiness snuggled up to Ares, completely depriving of the original sense of leadership majesty.

"I didn't lie to you. Remember what I told you about Kul Tiras? ”

Gianna asked softly with her little head next to Ares' shoulder.

"Remember, you said - Kurtilas, in the eyes of navigators, it is the perfect pearl of the sea, a gathering place of countless riches. In the eyes of adventurers, it is a warm haven from which you can reach any corner of the world and hire the most advanced ships to venture into the endless sea. In the eyes of the poet, it is the ideal home. Whether it's the bustling port of the city or the quiet bay on the outskirts, it can find an ideal place for your tired soul. You also said that one day, we will have a villa by the sea, watching the streets of people at sunset, and the fishing boats slowly sailing into the harbor...... Yes, I still remember ......"

Ares tried to continue, but Gianna pressed his finger against his lips. Ares turned his head, only to see Gianna's tears glistening in the corners of her eyes......

Obviously, there was so much to be touched by by her.

This man named Ares not only remembered everything she said to him, but also cared for her with his heart, giving her warmth in the coldest and darkest of times. Although this kind of warmth has been given to her before, it is not the same temperature at all. That man had too many impurities in his heart, he was the crown prince of Lordaeron, and he carried too much on his shoulders. And Ares in front of him is obviously not like that, he is a simple paladin, and he simply wants a good life.

"What's wrong?"

Ares asked curiously, removing Gianna's finger with difficulty. In fact, he asked knowingly, and the care in his eyes has said it all.

For the next few days, Gianna took off her baggage, all her masks and packaging, and took Ares around Kul Tiras like a simple little girl. She no longer wears the bloated robe, but wears a man's clothes, which are cool and easy to exercise. The simple cropped pants make her thighs appear more slender, and the slim-fitting top accentuates the proud curves of the chest.

And Ares never imagined that Kurtilas would be such a place. In his imagination, Kul Tiras should be like Gilnes, with constant rain, always overcast skies, buildings built on hillsides, scattered like villages on small islands, and shrouded in mist.

In reality, Kurtilas turned out to be a different story - its city was so large that almost all the buildings were clustered together on the largest island in the kingdom. The city is thriving, with complex canals and waterways separating it, but bridges connecting the entire city's districts. By boat, you can reach any corner of the city. Like Gilneth, in the center of the city, is a huge church. The whole scene is like medieval Venice.

To Ares' surprise, the other two islands of Kurtilas were like paradises. Once you're in the center of the island, you can barely feel like you're on an island. It has its own mountains, meadows, forests. A few sika deer are slowly nibbling on the green grass on the hillside.

The sky is so clear and blue, and at the end of the view, there is a high mountain rising from the ground, and under the high mountain, there is a forest, because of its proximity to the south, the climate of Kurtilas is warmer, and the forest can be maintained for a long time, unlike Lordaeron, where the four seasons are distinct, and in winter, the grass and trees wither, a desolation, and a snowy scene.

"I can't imagine that your childhood was spent in such a wonderful place. You must have been homesick when you first went to Dalaran, right? ”

Sitting on the soft meadow, Ares asked with emotion.

"That's for sure...... I was very young and crying and trying to go home, but my father never allowed me. He was very strict and was me...... Maybe it was because my brother died when I was very young, and my father pinned all his hopes on me. ”

Gianna whispered. She fell into memories, a kind of sad memories like years.

And Ares rubbed Gianna's slender shoulders at the right time again, letting the wind around her blow slowly and the birdsong continued.

"Ares, shall we stay a little longer? My father would have agreed to us being together, but he was just unforgiving, but in his heart he had already slowly agreed. ”

Gianna murmured again like a little woman. The sun shone on her face, warm and soft.

"It's not that I don't want to stay, you know, there's so much to do. Your father will agree, I know that, but not by your persuasion, but by my performance. It's going to be a long process, just as I was accepted by the people of Lordaeron. ”

After Ares finished speaking, he looked at Gianna closely, almost face to face. Feeling each other's warm breaths, Ares lowered his head and leaned closer to Gianna's lips and kissed sensually.

It was as if time was going backwards, and everything seemed to be returning to its original state, with no orc invasions, no natural disasters and wars...... Only pure air, warm sun, quiet time......