Men are always like this, when they are hungry for sex/sex, there is only a thirst/desire for sex/sex in their minds, and men at this time are no different from those animals who only know copulation/mating during estrus/period; On the contrary, when the desire/desire subsides, they tend to become extraordinarily sensitive, as in Alsace now. After not worrying about the stick in his lower body affecting his walking, the little prince finally understood what jealousy was.

Although she hadn't gotten used to the fact that Frostmourn had become a savage girl, even when she was still a rune sword, Arthas had a strong possession/desire for her - for example, even if Kel'thugad had asked to borrow Frostmourn for research, would Arthas have agreed to him? Frost sorrow, like his hands or feet, is something that cannot be touched by anyone.

(Why do I think Frostmourn is more like Arthas's little brother/brother now?) Although it can't be seen by men, it should be okay for women to look at it, right? Fog...... ）

Frost's sorrow did not fulfill the wish of "love/love" with the owner...... And not with their own mouths...... Ahem, I helped the master, but I still got the master's kiss, which has made the frost grief very satisfied. As for the jealousy of Arthas...... Frost's sorrow is happy - if it's a couple, that's how it should be, right? ,…,

Although Frost Grief has not changed her words and has always been called the master of Alsace, she is still very concerned about the identity of this "fiancée". There will always be jealousy in love, right? Frost's Sorrow thinks so anyway. For example, Frost loves her master very, very much, so she longs for every woman who comes around her to die, whether it's big breasts like Anne Bonn or small breasts like Winlesa. This is a reflection of his deep love for his master, and Frost's Sorrow gives this explanation.

So, when Winlessa was in the corridor on the second floor of the bell tower, she met Arthas and Frost Sorrow who came out of the room one after the other. The same bright smiles on the faces of the two of them made the High Elf Ranger feel extremely uncomfortable. Arthas, however, did not feel anything, and greeted Winlesa warmly, and then invited her to meet Uther at the tent of Antonidas's ** division.

Frostgrief, seeing the friendly conversation between her master and Winlessa, did not lose her temper for the first time, but quietly followed Arthas, not knowing what she was thinking. Wen Lesa gave Frost Sorrow a strange look, it was really rare for this poisonous woman to be so quiet. ,…,

Of course, if Wen Lesa knew that Frost's sorrow was due to her complete crushing confidence in the size of her breasts/parts, she would probably blush and fight this poisonous tongue woman noisily. Out of the bell tower, Arthas breathed in the fresh air and stretched again—finally the awkward and tossy wake-up morning! Right now. It's time to analyze the conspiracy of the orcs, as well as the red dragon that roams the Dalaran Kenrito Council...... Arthas vaguely felt that the conspiracy implied in the fact that the red dragon joined the orc side and launched an attack on humans was far greater than the event itself.

At that moment, Mograine was heard shouting loudly in the distance, and Arthas followed the sound to look over there, finally understanding why Mograini had not been able to come to his room in person to convey Uther's orders. Space in the town of the South Seas was limited, so after the arrival of Uther's Knights of the Silver Hand, King Daelin brought his sailors and warriors to camp outside the town, which was also a little reward for Arthas to heal his son's burns.

Although Uther didn't think that the Knights of the Silver Hand were pampered baby soldiers who couldn't endure the hardships of garrisoning troops in the wild, these paladins were the main force against the orc army in the future after all, and they also needed to get enough rest, so they didn't refuse. It's been a while since morning, and the white one in the double moon has fallen below the horizon, leaving only the blue, slightly smaller moon, and still a little faint shadow can still be seen on the horizon. …,

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The sun rises slowly, but the sun is not strong enough to be seen directly. A large number of paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand have been put in order, and they are now packing up the tents scattered in Nanhai Town. In order to make room for the necessary defenses, the paladins had to put away the tents they had slept in and rebuild them at night.

Although the relationship between paladins is completely equal, there are always some people who are more equal, such as Mograine, Gavinrad and Dasohan, the first paladins. In a clearing lot, Mograine stood in the middle of the field with a great sword in hand, engaged in a one-on-one fight with Tulayan, a large group of idle paladins gathered around, some cheering loudly, others silently learning the moves and holy arts of the two men.

Arthas could roughly guess what had happened—Mograine, who had shone in the battle with the orc shaman Drektar...... He will definitely be pestered by other paladins to share his experience in the practice of holy arts. Arthas smiled with some relief, remembering his days in the Knights of the Silver Hand.

Now that Mograini is with his friends, Arthas decides not to bother him yet. Under the guidance of Wenlesa, Arthas found the well, washed his face with the water prepared by the well, and did not find a towel to wipe the water dry, so Arthas simply let it dry naturally. ,…,

At this moment, Wen Lesa was holding a cloth bag. He trotted to Arthas, took out a piece of dry food from his cloth bag, and said, "Arthas, here you are, this is breakfast." Arthas looked at the piece of dry cheese, shook his head, and said, "Forget it, I'm a little unwell, so let's not eat it yet." ”

Winresa thought that Arthas was disgusted that the dry food was not as fine as what he usually ate, but she didn't know that Arthas was really a little uncomfortable - as if the nausea of remembering Parchwick was starting to work, and Arthas had no way of imagining eating now.

Seeing that Arthas didn't eat, Wen Lesa hesitated for a moment, and tentatively handed the dry food in her hand to Frost Sorrow: "Frost...... Ma'am, do you want to eat some? Frostmourn stood behind Arthas. Wen Leisa, who had long been courteous to nothing, looked down on her, and pouted and said: "Hmph, only mortals like you need to eat, I usually eat souls, and now that the master doesn't let me eat, I'll absorb the moonlight instead." ”

Winlessa was overwhelmed by the inexplicable and wonderful words spoken by Frost Sorrow - what eats souls, mortals? What is this poisonous woman talking about, is she scolding herself in a different way? Wen Lesa thought about it for a long time, and she was confused, and she didn't understand the meaning of Frost's sad words. ,…,

[[Plus this week's recommendation plus more and reward plus more, tomorrow is a total of three watches, as usual, after the list is changed at half past two in the afternoon, don't worry]]

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