"You mean Mowglitte will be back in Whitestone tonight?" said Salit Larsson stood up from her chair. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes, beautiful lady, that's what I know. "The gray dwarf went directly to the lord's mansion and was immediately received by Salit Larsen.

"Then why didn't he come back with you?" said Sulit Larsson, a question that the Grey Dwarf had been a headache for. There is only one of his deities, and now he has a doppelganger, how to make the deity and the doppelganger appear at the same time will be a very headache in the future.

"Madame, when I met Morgriten in the wilderness, he was already wounded, and I thought of your entrustment, so I hast to come back and report to you. The gray dwarf's tone became a little heavy, "But don't worry, Madame, Mowglitte's injuries are not serious, he encountered an attack by a ghost beast in the wilderness, and fortunately he has escaped now." He'll be back in White Rock tonight at the latest. ”

"Is it true?" asked Salit Larsen, a little worried.

"Yes, what I said is true. Madame will be able to see him tonight. The Grey Dwarf refused to be held on by the lord, and he hurried out of Whitestone and re-entered the wilderness.

Soon after, Mowglitte removed the pale head from his body and restored his true form. Those tiny wounds from last night came in handy at this point. Mowglitte dealt with it himself, like after the ghost war.

Dressed in a gray cloak, Mowglitte quietly crossed the stone bridge and returned to Whitestone. He pushed open the door of purgatory, and there was a lot of noise inside, although he had only left this place for a short time, he still had a lot of emotion in his heart when he stepped into this place as a master. The nose was slightly sour. He pushed open the door of the blacksmith shop next door to the Purgatory Tavern, passing by the wooden shelves full of weapons, it had been so long, the weapons made by Morwritte had long been sold out, and now these should be the batch of goods that Salit Larsen had brought back from Frost Free City.

Morkriet walked through the wooden shelves to the blacksmith's workshop at the back, where he belonged to his private space. It is here that the clone of the Eternal Flame is hidden, and of course, the current Eternal Flame has been connected to the stone bridge outside White Rock Town.

Mowglitte pushed open the door to the studio and saw a familiar voice.

"Mogg, welcome back!" Salit Larsson's smile was familiar and unfamiliar. "I knew you'd be here first. ”

"Yes, my beautiful lady. ”

Morgaret hugged his lord, the gray dwarf just as tall as his lord's chest. Morgridet couldn't help but feel a stir in her heart. This is his territory, and he should be in charge.

Gacht, gagged, Salit Larsson let out a flurry of retching.

"What's wrong with you, my lord?" said Morgaret with a strange look at Salit Larsen, who looked like a pregnant human woman.

"I have good news for you, Mogg. Salit Larsson grabbed the gray dwarf's hand and placed it on her flat belly, stroking it slowly, "Mogg, congratulations, you're going to be a father!"

"Ma'am, are you sure you're not joking?" said Morgritte, who looked blinded and felt a little incredulous.

"Of course, Mogg, I'm from here, and that's how I was when I gave birth to William. Salit Larsson had a happy look on his face.

"But last time we just hugged each other and didn't even take off our clothes?" asked Morgritte.

"That was the last time, in the tavern kitchen. Salit Larsson grabbed the hand of the gray dwarf, and that time had been more than a month now.

"But that time you just covered me with your skirt?"

The lord glanced at the gray dwarf coquettishly, and she lifted the hem of her pleated skirt with both hands and flicked it. Mowglitte's eyes went dark.

"It's a rotten and depraved aristocratic life, but I really like it. "Morwritte missed Salit Larson's skirt more than once, just when he thought he could only see it again in a dream in this life, and he didn't expect such a scene to appear again.

Two fair-skinned and slender legs, without a trace of fat, warm and elastic. A lot of movement ensures that the legs can be easily pulled apart into a straight line. Morgaret knew that many nobles had such a requirement when choosing female slaves. In the small space, Mowglitte asked about the fragrance of the attributes, this smell Mowglitte had once smelled on the body of the orc Kate. It is a magical ingredient from the Misty Forest, which has a powerful male hormone-boosting effect. Mowglitte's own heavy wheezing sounded in her ears. He wasn't overwhelmed by desire, he knew very well that nothing had happened between him and Salit Larsen, let alone get the lord pregnant.

"This is the most basic physiological common sense, and I don't know how the great Kangqiao County teaches their girls. Don't these people know how humans came to be?" murmured Morgritte. "Or maybe it's a trap at all. ”

Morwritte was a little overwhelmed, as if he was just a poor blacksmith, and there was nothing to lose.

At this time, in Douglas's room behind the Purgatory Tavern, Kate, a half-orc, wrapped her naked body in a blanket. Angela, the flattering goblin behind her, was careful to accompany her.

"I'm sorry, Kate, I didn't know Blaney would do this to you. Angela lowered her head, her hands touching the orc's waist little by little.

"You go, I don't want to see you again. Kate's eyes were blank.

"Kate, I don't want to lose you as a friend. Angela said sadly.

"We are nothing but slaves, and slaves are not entitled to friends. ”

"No, we're still friends, aren't we?" Angela hugged the orc from behind, and after these months of getting along, the two girls became friends in the far far north, in the eternal night of White Stone.

"Angela, you should cherish Morgriette, he is a good host. Let go of your inexplicable reserve, that slut has ulterior thoughts about your master, you know?" the orc shrank his head into the blanket, "what your fate would be if Morgridle died. You know better than I do. ”