The eyes are the windows to the soul. Eyes sometimes convey more information than words. In my contact with young people, I have seen fierce eyes, gloomy eyes, innocent eyes, and deep eyes. And there was a look in my eyes that made me feel awe all the time.

I don't know what words to use to describe it. I can't find a fitting word to sum it up either. But I know it clearly. Very few young people can have such a look, he is intelligent, profound, awe-inspiring, he seems to be able to see through people. There seemed to be no secret in front of him.

It can hide laughter, suspicion, and even mockery. When I make eye contact with that kind of eye, there is an inexplicable pressure, and I even feel frightened.

And the look that Antonidas looked at me at this moment made me return to the day of the sacrifice. He looked down on me like a god.

He stared at me for a few seconds, then he lowered his head slightly and sat down slowly.

Just a few seconds made the sweat on my back break out as I stood in the shadows.

Magician, Grand Magus of Dalaran! The strongest mage in Dalaran so far. I have no doubt about his level, strength and authority. Take the scene when he appeared out of thin air in Kul Tiras, which already made me admire.

Oh, maybe that's why I get that stressful look.

I quickly looked elsewhere. I touched my nose and chin in an attempt to ease the tension. But when I looked up at him, the old man was still looking at me!

I hurriedly stepped out of the shadows and sat down beside Tulayan, picked up the flask on the table and poured a glass of wine. I didn't dare look at him.

Damn it! I don't have any contact with him, I don't have any grudges, he probably doesn't even know my name. I found out he's still watching me! Look at me from time to time! It makes me feel like I'm on pins and needles.

"Let me introduce you to another famous magician of Dalaran, Magister Drendon."

The blonde guy stood up and greeted everyone. There's nothing peculiar about this guy with an ordinary face. It's just that the eye-like sign on his forehead makes me uncomfortable.

And when I heard the name of the last magician, my eyes widened. I suspected I had misheard, and I even asked Tulayan, who was next to me, if I had misheard. But I heard it right, the mage's name was ...... Kel'thugad!

I felt goosebumps rise all over my body. Right now, right here. Not only did I meet the legendary old man Antonidas, the guy who would be entangled with the fate of the daughter of Commander Dalin, but I also met the fateful man of this world.

I stared at him with wide eyes. But somehow Kel'thugad looked at me too. The moment they looked at each other made me chuckle in my heart. Although it was only for a short two seconds. But there was already a storm in my heart.

It was only in the cheers of the crowd that I came back to my senses, and it turned out that I had just introduced Archbishop Fao. But what I didn't understand was that the cheers and applause for Archbishop Fao were not as enthusiastic as I had imagined. And I clearly saw that many people in the crowd did not applaud, but hugged their shoulders with a look of disdain.

These two short minutes made me feel a sense of torment. I was filled with worry in my heart, and a bad feeling sprung up in my heart.

I didn't bother to listen to Commander Dai Lin's nonsense at the banquet that followed, I only paid attention to the three mages on the other side. They seem to be talking about something, maybe I'm being amorous again, maybe they're not talking about me at all.

"What's wrong with you?" Tulayan touched my leg with his knee.

"Not really."

"It feels like you're a little nervous. It's not like you are usual. Did you see the girl you liked? ”

Tulayan actually made such a joke.

"Of course. I think they're all pretty good. Look at the lady above, how sexy her thick lips are. I bet you, that woman's desire must be strong. ”

"Oh, you are using foul language on such an occasion." He shook his head as he spoke.

"It's not foul language, it's just normal expression. How would I describe it? Didn't you say that I fell in love with someone's girl? ”

"Understandable."

"Understand a fart! You virgin! You can really turn yourself into an adult in that labyrinthine garden outside the castle tonight and tease me again. ”

Tulayan frowned and ignored me.

After introducing the main guests, the banquet officially began. Everyone began to toast each other. It didn't take long for Tulayan's side to be ...... by several girls again and surrounded by women. Continuing to stand by his side is simply the greatest humiliation for me.

I leaned against the wall behind me and watched everyone's every move. For me, who doesn't like to drink, it makes me feel bad.

"Would you like some beer?" A girl's voice came from me.

"Oh, thank you." I glanced at her, then handed the cup in my hand. The girl carried a large flask and poured it to the brim.

"Your Excellency doesn't seem to be very interested in tonight's banquet." She smiled.

"It's fine."

"Is it Kurtilas's that makes the food and drink unaccustomed to the adults?"

"It's fine." I smiled and nodded.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." She leaned over and bowed to me.

It's a bit overwhelming for me. I didn't say anything either. Could it be that all the maids of Kul Tiras are so polite?

I turned my face to look at the woman in front of me who had accosted me. Her face is round, typical of the skeleton of a Kurtilas woman. She is not tall, she can't be said to be fat or thin, she can only be called fat but not greasy. The facial features on the little face that is a little baby fat are not ugly.

Her long black hair was braided into a long braid and flung across her chest. The material of the long skirt made of silk looks quite high-end. It's just that the wide open chest of this skirt allows me to see it when she leans over slightly.

It's simply ...... Let me...... There was a surge of excitement.

"Your Excellency is from the distant kingdom of Lordaeron, right?"

I hummed and nodded.

"Archbishop Fao and the monk are with you." He pointed to Tulayan, who was talking and laughing among the women.

"Yes." This question seems a bit knowingly asked.

"The appearance of the adult is really handsome, I have never seen anyone from the mainland, you and I imagine that the northerners in the story are not the same."

"How is it different?" The girl's question piqued my interest.

"It's a feeling." She showed a shy look, but this slight chin felt indescribably charming.

"Ha, I'll admit I used the scent of sea salt from yours."

"Haha, you're so humorous. You give me the impression that Kong Wu is powerful, you must be experienced in a hundred battles. And the adult's face is full of stories. ”

I didn't expect a maid who poured wine to be so good at complimenting. This rainbow fart and my boast are full of joy. Honestly, no one has ever complimented me so much. Not to mention a girl.

Whatever the purpose. That's a very useful statement. I turned my face and smiled into her eyes, and in her eyes I saw a desire. A desire to cover up, but to erupt.

Actually, for men and women. Countless discussions about it can be found from ancient times to the present day. Some people try their best to demonize it, others are extolling its sacredness and beauty, and those who study ethics use it to regulate people's behavior and morality, and some. I thought more about it, but I found out the impact of society on this matter and its impact on society.

All right. I don't want to excuse myself. I admit that I am indeed not a decent gentleman, and I don't think I will let go of this kind of opportunity unless there are special circumstances.

And what is it that keeps me from saying no to this passion? I don't have time to think about these boring questions at this point. I just want to enjoy the firmness and softness, the wetness and warmth, the enveloping and gushing at this time.

Stroking the hair of this strange woman snuggled in my arms, I didn't even know her name. I suddenly understood an important way for certain men to be conquered by a certain type of woman.

Tonight, Tulayan is still a minor, but it should be. If it weren't for that, I guess I'd be really worried about the future.

Her small, but not very soft hand pressed against my chest. "I can hear your heartbeat." She seemed to be muttering to herself. "But, in your chest, I hear another voice."

His words made my heart really chuckle.

"I was right. You have a woman in your heart that you remember. She gently drew circles on my chest with her fingers, then looked up at me. To be able to be missed by you, she must be a gentle and beautiful woman. ”

"You like to ask people about things."

"No, it's just jealousy." There was a resentment in her words. "Being a woman is naturally jealous."

As she spoke, she turned and got up from her bed and walked to the window. The moonlight was still shining brightly, shining on her slightly plump body. Her skin was not white, and she didn't seem to reflect much in the silver moonlight. It's just that the light and shadow illuminate her figure very beautifully.

"In less than two days, maybe you'll forget about me." She looked out the window and turned her face to look at me slightly.

I suddenly didn't know what to say. Will I forget about him? No...... I don't think I will. It's not because of how exciting it was to roll with her just now, but because ...... I can't put it into words. But if I tell her, "I won't forget you." "That's a fake.

"How many men have you been through?" I didn't answer her question.

"Three." She's very honest.

"How many am I like this?"

"The first."

"Is this your venting or revenge?"

"Both."

"Oh!" I let out a soft sigh. "I'm taking advantage of people's danger...... Well, I thought it was my charm......"

"You are indeed charismatic, and the people of Kul Tiras do not have charisma." Her tone was like the real thing.

She stopped talking, just lowered her head. The side of her face was illuminated by the moonlight, and there seemed to be some expression on her round face...... Sad?

She turned around, picked up the clothes on the floor, put them on quickly, and then tried to walk towards the door.

"Hey, the ballroom isn't occupied now." I say.

"I'm sorry, my lord, but I messed up your mood."

"No, not really."

"Thank you for listening to my nonsense." She turned around and bowed to me slightly, then gently opened the door and walked out.

"What's your name!" I chased after it.

She didn't answer, and disappeared into the dimly lit hallway.