Chapter 254: Eighth-level Great Wind
Because of the arrival of the airship, Winterthunder Castle is particularly noisy tonight.
The servants who had just fallen asleep were called up to prepare dinner and clean the rooms for the visiting guests.
Even those who were not assigned to the matter did not feel sleepy, and many people deliberately passed by outside the banquet hall of the castle, just to catch a glimpse of the rumored Ultramarines who could fight against tens of thousands of undead armies, as well as the young and handsome Earl.
Abigail took the mercenaries for more than an hour, and finally arranged all the Ultramarines.
In the middle of the night, the castle returns to its tranquility.
And in the countess's bedroom, a long-awaited battle has just begun.
Wren took Viola's hand and walked into the room, where she saw a scroll thrown out of her hand, creating a soundproof force field, and then a beautiful face rushed towards her, and then her lips were blocked by the feeling of warmth, and she couldn't say a word.
"Uh-huh......"
Is it so straightforward?
Wren was going to say a few words about reunion after a long absence, to mobilize the atmosphere, but he didn't expect Viola to be more anxious than himself, and even saved foreplay.
He held back for almost eight months, where could he withstand such a teasing, and his blood immediately went up.
In this regard, men always have more tricks than women.
Wren stretched out his claws, and in the blink of an eye, he turned passive into active, gaining the upper hand, and an indescribable voice soon sounded in the room.
It wasn't until the second half of the night, with two high-pitched chantings, that the fierce battle finally subsided.
"Hoo ......"
Wren let out a long breath of turbid air and lay flat on the bed in a zigzag shape.
The accumulation of more than half a year was finally released at one time, and every pore on the body was extremely transparent, feeling fluttering, and my heart was filled with that kind of comfort that could not be described in words, as if all wishes had been satisfied, the soul had been elevated, and there was no luxury for other things.
In simple terms, he entered the time of the sage.
"It would be perfect if you could light a cigarette at this time. Wren thought to himself, in fact, he did not have the habit of smoking, and in his previous life, he would occasionally smoke two when he was depressed or particularly happy.
He glanced down at Viola.
The half-elf was drenched in sweat, and his whole body was lying on his chest weakly, and his blue eyes were a little blurry, and he was in a momentary distraction.
"Xiao Biesheng is newly married, I can be considered to have learned today. ”
"Fortunately, I'm strong enough, and if I change to someone else, few can withstand it. ”
Wren was full of joy in his heart, Viola was as enthusiastic as fire tonight, unloaded all her reserve and elegance, and showed a dissolute side in front of him, without any reservations, as if she wanted to eat herself, and the two of them were completely integrated.
He turned his head to look around the room, and the originally luxurious and elegant bedroom was already a mess, as if it had been ravaged by a level 8 gale.
If it weren't for the soundproof force field, half the castle would have been able to hear the movement.
Because he was too emotional, when he got to the back, Wren couldn't control his strength a little, and his movements were a little rough.
He was now an eighth-level power, and Vio was a pure wizard, his physical fitness was relatively weak, and the slightest carelessness caused a few bruises on her smooth skin, but fortunately it was not serious, and the slight pain only aroused her interest even more.
A divine glow fell, the bruise disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Viola's spirit recovered.
Wren hugged her gently and said, "I'm sorry, I'll pay attention in the future." ”
"It doesn't matter. The half-elf smiled, and the corners of his mouth with a perfect arc rose: "Actually, I did it on purpose, and it feels pretty good." ”
Wren's face froze, and he couldn't tell that Viola still had a tendency to be masochistic.
"Tell me about your experiences over the past few months. ”
Viola said as she used the water flow technique to clean the two of them in a few seconds, then pulled over the thin silk quilt, covered herself and Wren, snuggled in his arms, and continued: "You are now a hero of the famous empire, and your deeds are spread everywhere, some are very true, some are very exaggerated, so I want to hear from you. ”
"Good. ”
Wren had nothing to do, so he started by taking a boat to Mordu.
Aside from a few of the most important secrets, such as the fact that Osiria and Lady Charanway were dragons, that the Floating City of Wezeland was heavily in debt, and that there were traitors in the High Council, he barely hid it, telling his story.
Viola is a good listener.
Occasionally, she would ask for a few details and catch the key points, and Wren tried to tell her as much as possible without leaking the secret, but because she couldn't tell the secret, she would also say sorry.
By the time he finished, the dawn had broken outside.
"What a wonderful and dangerous experience!" Viola's eyes were full of amazement, and suddenly a little guilt appeared, "It's a pity that I can't be by your side and fight side by side with you." ”
Wren shook his head instead: "I'd rather you weren't there, if you have an accident with me, you'll regret it for the rest of your life." ”
Viola listened, but her expression was gloomy.
This means that his strength can no longer keep up with Ren's pace, and he will only be pulled farther and farther away in the future, and he will not be able to help him.
Wren was keenly aware of the half-elf's emotions, and the hand under Silk was patted on her smooth back, and comforted: "You are the Chosen One, sooner or later you will enter the legend, my strength cannot skyrocket all the time, the future will be very long, you will catch up." ”
"I hope so. Viola nodded, but her tone was less certain.
Wren just hugged her and didn't say anything more.
A ray of sunlight shines through the curtains and into the bedroom, bringing freshness and tranquility to the summer morning, and both of them are quietly enjoying the warmth of this moment.
"Master Anthy's student, that Lady Osiria, isn't she very beautiful?"
Viola suddenly shattered the silence.
This sentence suddenly made Wren's heart beat and he was so shocked that he almost jumped.
When describing the experience just now, he did not mention Osilia's appearance, deliberately downplaying and weakening her existence.
Emilys's seduction of herself, he also mentioned it in a sentence, without going into details.
It's not that Wren is weak-hearted and he didn't do anything, he just didn't want to cause Viola's misunderstanding and dispute, which would affect the relationship between the two.
Unexpectedly, Viola still knew.
Wren immediately guessed the source of her information, the two small teams of Silver Knights and a Secret Fire Guard that Duke Silverstar had sent to him, were still in Glamorgan.
Half a year ago, after he established himself in the territory, he wrote to the Duke of Silver Star, telling her that he could take the person back, but he did not receive a reply.
Obviously, the Duke of Silver Star took them as his eyes and ears.
In any case, Count Glamorgan was a vassal of Duke Silverstar, and Wren could only accept it. In order to show his loyalty, he did not marginalize the Silver Knight and the Secret Fire Guard, but instead reused it more and became his henchman, more trusted than the Dragonstone Mercenary Regiment.
Therefore, it is inevitable that the Duke of Silver Star is well aware of every move in the territory of Glamorgan.
Viola was not surprised to learn the news.
Wren's mind was in a hurry, and he knew that there was no point in concealing it, so he said truthfully: "She is very beautiful, but no matter how beautiful she is, she is not the same as you, she is just my friend, and you are my lover." ”
"And what about Emilys, and she's your friend?" Viola continued.
"Emilys is just a partner, I hired her mercenary group to rule the territory, and when I build up my own armed army, I will terminate my employment with her. Wren explained without changing his face.
Viola had a smile on her face, "Does the employment relationship also include climbing into your bed in the middle of the night?"
Wren sighed in his heart.
Sure enough, there is no such thing as an airtight wall.
However, he did not panic in the slightest, looked directly into Viola's eyes, and said seriously: "She is indeed seducing me, and many times. But I dare to swear in the name of the goddess that I have never done anything to be sorry for you. ”
As he spoke, Wren stood up and made a prayer gesture.
In Erenus, swearing in the name of a god of faith is a serious act.
Although the oath may not necessarily be fulfilled on the spot or echoed by the gods, and there are many people who dare to lie in the name of the gods, for the most part, such vows are credible enough.
The more devout the faith and the stronger the soul, especially the transcendent, the more likely it is that they will swear to be noticed by the gods.
If the oath is not true, it may really be punished by God and killed on the spot.
Viola grabbed Wren and smiled, "I believe in you." From what you just did, I knew that you hadn't touched any other woman since you left me. ”
"It's good that you know. ”
Wren snorted dissatisfiedly, "But you don't know how hard I've been holding back these months, you have to compensate me." ”
Without saying a word, he violently lifted the silk quilt to reveal an infinitely beautiful scenery.
By the time it subsided again, the sun had fully risen, the temperature gradually increased, and when it was time for breakfast, no one bothered them.
Viola sighed in satisfaction, feeling a little unbearable.
She looked at Wren, who was still energetic and energetic, her eyes flowed, and she said with a chuckle: "With your current strength and status, it is normal for many women to dedicate themselves. You can hold back for so long, to be honest, I was surprised and touched. ”
Wren frowned, feeling that there was something in her words.
"Don't you have any thoughts about them?" asked Viola, with a strange expression.
The Soul Eye saw that the half-elf's soul was half pale white at the moment, and one side was dark green, indicating that her mood was relaxed and happy, and she had no intention of questioning or arguing.
Wren nodded calmly and admitted: "There is." ”
He didn't explain much, wanting to see what Viola was going to say.
"Wren," the half-elf leaned over and whispered in his ear, "If you really want to, I will allow you to find a few lovers outside." ”