When he came out of the tunnel, Philip pulled Grace past him and whispered to his mistress, "You guessed this way, didn't you?"

"yes. Grace said lightly.

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier. I didn't sleep well last night."

The Duchess looked at the ceiling and winked cutely, "Caroline said that day I have no brains, didn't someone object, of course I, a brainless person, have a bad memory, and I forgot to tell you if I have a bad memory......"

With that, Grace flew away, leaving a depressed Philip behind......

This woman,

What a grudge......

Since it was the Watson family who took the initiative to ask for it, the matter of borrowing troops was much easier, Adrian didn't say a word and allocated a thousand blood warriors to Philip, originally he wanted to allocate more, but Philip refused because the Watson family also needed guards.

Blood warriors are definitely stronger than ordinary humans, but unless they are duke-level blood clans like Grace, most blood warriors cannot fight during the day, they can only act as guards, sentinels or some specific night battlefield combinations for the army, and they are destined to not be the main force of the army, and a thousand blood warriors are enough for Philip.

Of course, Philip can't really pull the warriors away without giving the Watson family a little favor.

A batch of magic weapons was given to the Watson family for free, and a batch of magic swords, magic bows and arrows, and magic armor newly developed by the Lobit School of Magic were provided to the Watson family.

Wearing heavy armor that ordinary swords can't see, he holds a long sword that can emit more than three magic spells at any time. Occasionally, he can unleash the bow and arrow on his back and shoot an explosive magic sword, which is combined with the Bloodline's incomparably agile posture and powerful strength.

It's an otherworldly version of the Terminator!

Adrian became even more enthusiastic about the unexpected benefits, and simply regarded him as a friend of his peers, and opened a bottle of wine that was said to have been cellared three hundred years ago.

Philip was drunk,

The road ahead seemed to open up all at once, and it seemed that borrowing troops was not so difficult.

Grace's appearance is so beautiful, her snow-white skin seems to be poking out water. It's a wild bite to cuddle over. Holding the sexy jade body, he fell on the bed, and the cumbersome aristocratic skirt was removed in three or two clicks.

Strange, how can there be two Grace?

No matter what, I must have drunk too much. I must have been hallucinating just now......

Philip laughed. Repeat what you just did......

Hey?

Why is the body so lighter?

Hallucination. It's definitely an illusion,

How is short hair?

hallucination

Why does the chest feel different?

Or an illusion.

"Ahh

It's finally not a hallucination,

Philip suddenly woke up drunk, and looked at the short-haired green girl below him dumbfounded,

"Delia?"

The appearance of the elf princess pear blossom with rain is cute, two tears hang in her eyes, and she looks at the naked Philip with resentment.

There were red marks on his fair skin, which were obviously the marks left by Philip's rough undressing just now. On the sheets, a few drops of plum blood starkly told Philip that he had just taken away a girl's most precious thing.

"Do you want to continue?"

Philip wanted to smack himself in the mouth and continue, that's a beast, if he doesn't continue, it's not as good as a beast.

Is it better to be a beast or a beast?

That's the question,

A pair of soft stickers to Philip's back, a slightly cool jade body hugged Philip, and then led the man forward......

Grace's voice sounded coquettishly in Philip's ears: "What stupid, if you don't continue, Delia will beat you away just now, and will make you undress?"

Problem solved,

Tonight's night is destined to be crazy and beautiful......

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It turns out that a three-meter bed is completely sufficient for three people.

Philip took Delia in his arms, Grace held him from behind Philip, and everything looked very beautiful and very harmonious.

Except for the elf princess whose face is getting redder and redder.

"Hee-hee, Delia, we won't be able to get up if you don't open your eyes, Philip is afraid of waking you up, and I'm afraid of affecting me, but I can't get up!"

Grace's grinning voice reached Delia's ears, and the green little face turned into a red apple, and the girl opened her eyes, and saw Philip, who was looking at her gently, like a frightened fawn, and quickly closed them.

"Yikes!"

The elven princess screamed, and her body quickly shrank back, as if she was dodging something.

"Grace, you rascal!"

Delia desperately shrank back, but Grace didn't seem to want to let her go, and her slender fingers kept scratching the itchy flesh on Delia's waist.

"Vampire!

Philip felt a sudden burst of force from the petite Delia, and broke free from the man's embrace.

The elf princess lifted the thin quilt on the bed, exposing her toned and tight delicate body to the air, without the shyness just now.

Delia grabbed the corner of the wide pillow with her fingers and smashed it towards Grace, the duchess naturally did not sit still, picked up her own pillow and counterattacked, the weapons in the hands of the two pillow women were smashed hard against each other, just like the pillow was not a weak feather, but a piece of hard stone.

Of course, the feather will not become a stone, otherwise, when the pillow breaks, Philip, who is caught between the two girls, will suffer.

feather

Flying in the sky,

The white feathers in the sky swirled one by one, like white elves, surrounding the women who were flapping at each other, setting off their fair skin and delicate faces.

Suddenly, both women stopped and looked at each other with a smile, gentle as water,

"Grace!"

Delia flew into the duchess's arms, and the two rolled together laughing.

"Thank you!" Delia buried her head in Grace's chest and rubbed her little Joan's nose twice.

Delia knew that if it weren't for Grace's actions just now, she might not dare to get up in shame now, and the elf princess was very grateful for her friend's help.

The two women hugged each other, not knowing what Lu Dao was talking about, and when they reached the end, Delia showed a fierce look on her face and pinched the man's chest fiercely.

"Ahh

"Learn from you, do you know how hard you worked yesterday,"

This is Delia, I don't know who the delicate one lying in her arms just now is.

"Ahh

"You were so shameless yesterday that you actually bit me!"

"That's because I've drunk, ah! What is this for?"

"This is another place where you pinch me!"

——————

The war finally ended when Philip was covered in bruises, and Delia, who had turned into a woman, seemed to be considerate, and did not even pinch Philip's face, neck, and wrists.

"Men, it's always a woman's face, no matter how you are ravaged at home, you always have to save face when you go out. ”

When Philip heard Grace teach Delia like this, he burst into tears,

Sister, can you not speak if you are still angry......

In order not to make his future life too miserable, Philip decided to change the subject: "Delia, why are you here?"

"Ahh ”

"Ahh ”

"It's all because of you that I can't say what I wanted to say yesterday. The elven princess pouted her pink little mouth.

"My father has been in contact with the Mandal Republic recently, and seems to have agreed to the condition that they are not allowed to lend you troops, although I don't know why there are such conditions for Ludao, but I don't think it will be a good thing, so I came to recruit you. ”

The joy of yesterday's success in borrowing troops was dispelled at this moment, and Philip's delicate face immediately turned into the appearance of a bitter melon.

"You're right, it's not a good thing, it's a big bad thing!"

Philip smiled wryly about the assassination of Lawrence's father, the appointment of himself as the commander of the conquest army, and told Delia about the borrowing of troops everywhere.

"Huh, what then?"

"There's no choice but to hurry to Comantor and see if your father can take back his decision. ”

Philip felt his head start hurting again.

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Philip, who had become the commander of the conquest army, naturally couldn't come on a trip that he could just say, and the church warriors and the Watson family warriors who had already gathered together and the soldiers of the Guards temporarily had Mullen in the center to coordinate.

The Church Warrior was commanded by a man from Casor, whom Philip had seen, and in Katrina's kingdom he saw the goddess blessing Casor's newborn son, and was hailed as a miracle.

The warriors of the Watson family are naturally the leaders of Grace, and a peak duke of the blood clan is still enough to subdue those blood clans with strong individual strength.

He also sent a magic letter to Abigail, telling him to immediately dispatch 3,000 garrisons of Gallia, which he personally led to Wellington, and after arriving, he was the main and Mullen was the deputy to integrate the conquest army.

After arranging these, Philip and Delia went to Comanso, the capital of the Elven Kingdom.

——————

Comanso is still the same Comanso, tall ancient trees soar into the sky, branches comparable to the road form the city's transportation network, and from time to time the sound of thunderbirds resounds in the city.

But the royal palace,

Philip felt something different again.

The chamberlains seemed to be keeping a certain distance from Delia, and behind their apparent enthusiasm, Philip clearly saw a hint of detachment.

Poured the first glass of water and stood aside, Philip didn't scream, no one would come, and what was even more strange was that Philip and Delia had been waiting for half an hour, and Seymour hadn't come out yet.

"Isn't this Delia, why did you think of coming back today?"

The harsh voice, how unpleasant it sounds, seems to be a little arrogant, but a little weak with insufficient qi.

As soon as Delia saw the arrival, her face quickly turned cold!(To be continued......)