Realm of Power

589 Blood and Fire, Battle for the North (3)

The fat man took one last look at Turrit Colleen. This extremely beautiful Burrows witch was a little pale. Her enchanting and special long purple hair curled down from her pretty face, and there was a trace of light between her delicate brows. The cold warmth Her graceful and graceful body was leaning on the chair at the head of the bed. When the dazzling morning light shone in from the window, the woman who had been tortured by the fat man all night finally couldn't resist the deep tiredness in her body and leaned haggardly on the corner. fell asleep,

The fat man didn't want to wake her up, so he gently opened the door of the room with his hand and walked out lightly. In the hall on the first floor, Mao Monaqing in a dark green robe was standing at the window, drinking in the golden sunshine in the distance with deep eyes. I don’t know what I’m thinking,

The green color outside the window was as green as spring, and there seemed to be a faint warm fragrance floating in the air. Together with the stunning beauty in the room, it was like a beautiful picture. For a moment, the fat man felt a little dazed, and felt that maybe what Mao Monaqing said was not true. Yes, I am indeed a bit too stubborn and principled when it comes to love between men and women.

Hearing the sound of people coming downstairs behind her, Mao Monaqing looked over with her beautiful eyes like the bright moon in the sky. When she saw the fat man's figure, she bit her lips and flashed a hint of joy.

"My lord, have you decided?" Mao Monaqing came over affectionately, bowed to the fat man first, and then said, "Na Qing said such words last night in a fit of urgency. Please don't take offense, sir."

"You, little naughty boy, how could I blame you?" The fat man laughed at these words, and put his arms around Mao Mona's green, round and attractive shoulders to help her up. "This matter is not your fault in the first place, if it weren't for you Analysis, I may still be confused.”

"You must protect the people upstairs." The fat man stepped in front of the car door and ordered Dostronkai, who had been standing outside the door all day and night, "She is very important to us in Vekia. After the Winter Veil Festival, I will take her back to the country. During this period, except that she is not allowed to leave the city, she can move around freely."

"Yes, I understand, the identity of that adult..." Dostelenko looked hesitant. Of course he knew what happened in the building last night. It was for the purpose of evasion that he dismissed all the guards. , standing alone outside the door, Mao Mo Naqing was almost blocked by him when he came. It was with his advance reminder that Mao Mo Naqing reacted to the beauty in the fat man's room without any surprise.

"Let's avoid it for now." Thinking of the longing look on Turrit Colleen's face last night, the fat man poked his head out of the carriage and couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.

He hugged Mao Monaqing, who got into the car later, on his lap. Feeling the plump elasticity in his arms, the fat man asked her hesitantly, "I want to go see Crimson Red Rui. If she is really as you said, I still want to see her." I won’t take the method you mentioned, but it is still necessary to make some necessary arrangements. I don’t want to become a life and death opponent with her one day.”

"Sister Scarlet is very pitiful. It's very painful to like someone who can never fall in love with someone else. But this is the fate of us noble children in this troubled world. If I hadn't met the adults, I might have been trapped in it. In this pain"

Maomo Naqing twisted in the fat man's arms, biting the fat man's earlobe, and whispered softly, "Actually, I know that the adults are not the kind of unscrupulous people. Na Qing is the happiest. No matter what kind of decision the adults make, Na Qing Qing must be on your side."

"You, sometimes I also wonder, what kind of reward is needed to completely change you from the Maomo family?" The fat man scratched her straight nose with his hand, and said with emotion, "I mean it." Thorough, not just with your people, but with your heart as well"

"Sir... u Qing will always belong to you..." The deep love in the fat man's tone moved Mao Mo Naqing inexplicably, and she shivered in the fat man's arms with excitement. The beauty was so kind, thinking of her confusion with Crimson Red Rui. The relationship also made Fatty quite emotional.

The carriage moved forward slowly, the wheels squeezing against the gravel path and making a creaking sound. Two teams of 20 Samorian Guards Cavalry were waiting at the gate of the military port. When they saw the carriage coming out, they naturally formed two lines of guards and lined up beside the carriage. On both sides, the sound of horse hoofbeats resounded. Their black armor was like ink. These Samor guards were the most elite warriors. The powerful momentum they exuded made the caravans and carriages along the road automatically move out of the way.

The Port of Vic is beautiful in the morning light, like a crescent moon on the edge of a blue sea surrounded by mist, with strips of white waves on it, the white sails of merchant ships setting sail against the rising sun, and cruising boats can still be seen in the crystal clear shallow sea. Schools of fish, Castle Castle on the top of Port Hill, seem to be bathed in a golden light,

Before the carriage arrived at the castle, the captain of the Guards Cavalry who had explored the way had returned from where Crimson Red Rui lived and brought unexpected news to Fatty. Crimson Red Rui had actually left his residence early in the morning, left a letter and left without saying goodbye. ,

My lord, this is Miss Crimson's letter. "The Captain of the Guards was half-kneeling in front of the fat man's carriage, raising the letter in his hands with both hands. There was this line of elegant handwriting on the surface of the letter:" Personally signed by the Marquis of Victonsey."

After receiving Crimson Rui's letter from the captain of the Guards, Fatty's heart was touched and he felt a little at a loss.

This situation was so familiar. He remembered that the first girl he liked, the girl named Kulondiya, also left a letter in this way and then heard nothing from her. Three years have passed and he still doesn’t know. How about it,

After wiping out the southern hegemon Dardanelle family, Fatty once sent people to secretly search for him. Unfortunately, all he got was the news that Kulondiya had gone to the Kingdom of Lod. This was simply a confusing account.

Mao Mo Naqing looked at the fat man who was in a daze with complicated eyes. She didn't expect that the fat man would care so much about this unexpected relationship.

Feeling the loss in Fatty's heart, Mao Monaqing comforted her softly, "Sir, let's take a look at what the letter says. Maybe it's not what you think."

"Please help me take a look." The fat man put his hand on the seal of the letter. After hesitating for a while, he handed the letter to Mao Mona Qingdao. "Although I know the truth, I still hope that I can continue to keep it in the dark. Sometimes Knowing is more cruel than not knowing.”

"Why do adults need to be like this? In fact, no matter who Scarlet Sister likes, they are all adults, aren't they?" Mao Monaqing's face was slightly stunned, her fingers gently opened the seal of the letter, her bright eyes swept over, and a smile appeared on her face, Putting the letter in his hand on the table again, he said

"Your Excellency, it has been filtered out. Sister Scarlet is not completely unfavorable to the so-called Marquis of Victonsee. This letter is to invite Marquis of Victonsee to Rode. Although it is not stated clearly, a girl invites a nobleman to her. When families meet their elders, the affection between them is self-evident.”

"Invite me to Rode..." The fat man took the letter, shook his head helplessly, put the letter down again, and said with a smile, "What kind of thing is this? Two people who like each other want to deceive each other. If she had known that the person she invited was actually her country's biggest enemy, the tone of this letter might not have been the same, and it might have even mentioned a duel."

The Winter Veil Festival has arrived as scheduled. This is a major festival in the north of Salander to celebrate the end of winter and the beginning of a new round of seasons. The streets and alleys of Vic City are filled with happy people.

In order to support the joyful and warm atmosphere of the Winter Veil Festival, Fatty specially asked the Business Alliance to bring 30,000 barrels of refreshing ale and a large amount of food. All the taverns in the city provided free supply to people within the ten days of the Winter Veil Festival.

During this period, the goods trade tax on merchant ships can also be exempted from half of the tax.

This greatly stimulated the enthusiasm of merchants to sell goods. For a time, the city and outside the city were overwhelmed by the crowd. As the highlight of the Winter Veil Festival, the sky priest Palstina also appeared in the Winter Veil Festival as everyone expected. Appearing on the lighthouse at the top of Vic Castle on the first night,

Set against the pale white moonlight and the sky-like shining stars behind her, Parstina, dressed in a gold-threaded sacrificial robe, looks even more sacred and noble. Her beauty is the kind of beauty that is astonishing. , every move she made, every move she made, every move she raised, every move she made, every move she made, every move she made, every move she raised, every move she made, every move she made was beautiful and touching.

The plain sacrificial robe could not conceal her earthly aura. Instead, it made everyone feel that this woman should only exist in the heaven. If she fell to the earth, she would be just an phantom. The ordinary people would not dare to cross the thunder pond.

Watching this sky priest, who represents the highest level of the kingdom, ignite the fire that represents the new year on the huge lighthouse of the castle, and the dazzling red color instantly dyes the sky of Vic City red.

Most of the people present knelt down on the street, with tears in their eyes, and chanted something in silence with great piety. Most of these people were refugees from the south. Only those who had experienced war and displacement knew the news before them. , how hard it is to get this stability.

The fat man stood on the tower of the castle, looking at everything in front of him with narrowed eyes.

Different from the holiness seen by the citizens below, in his eyes, Parstina's arms were as clean as white feathers, slender and soft, with white jade wrists and delicate jade hands, and every movement during the sacrifice was full of moving rhythm.

Her waist is incredibly slender, it can be held in one's hand, as soft as if it were boneless, and every turn is a peerless style, and those slender and extremely perfect legs,

Lifting it lightly, each dance draws a graceful and charming arc.

The most tempting thing is the moment when you raise your hands high, like holding the bright moon in the sky between your palms. As the white robe is slightly raised, a pair of lifted bare feet are exposed. They are slender and snow-white, completely natural, and move every dream. The note of...

The beautiful Duchess Nile leaned on the left side of the fat man, looking at Palstina on the lighthouse with the same fascination.

She was wearing the same white sacrificial robe as Parstina, exuding an air of ethereal aura. Only the bottom of her chest was cut, revealing a touch of heart-stirring snow-white.

"Sir, do you think the instructor is beautiful?" Nilai said in the fat man's ear in a friendly tone. "The instructor's spring dance is a unique thing in Kyoto. It can only be seen during the Winter Curtain Festival every year, and it is also in the forty-meter-high observation hall." On the star platform, what you can see from a distance of 10 meters is something that has never happened before."

"Oh, why is that?"

The fat man couldn't help asking with a look of astonishment on his face. He had already discovered that the sacrificial movements of the sky in offering sacrifices to Parstina should be a kind of very mysterious and somewhat illusionary dance, which could make people feel a sense of excitement and excitement. impulse to worship

"Haha, of course there is a reason"

Nilai chuckled softly, leaning her red lips against the fat man's ear, and said with infinite temptation, "Did you know? In fact, the mentor wore nothing in that robe. This is the rule of the sky sacrifice. Only the purest virgins can be qualified to sacrifice. Therefore, the sacrificial dances of previous sky rituals must be held at the observatory closest to the sky. If people watch it closely, they will not be able to see anything. "

"There is such a thing." The fat man took a deep breath, stared at the fairy-like figure not far away, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

At this moment, Parstina's exquisite figure suddenly stopped, and the fluttering sleeves of her robe slowly fell down.

"Wow" an inexplicable fragrance came, and petals of various colors representing spring fluttered from her body..., and a sound of worship came from below again,

Parskina's beautiful and indifferent eyes suddenly glanced at the fat man at this moment, and a blush comparable to infinite spring rose on her pretty and fair face. ..

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