Ranger King of Azeroth

  Chapter 312 Congratulations to the player for obtaining an epic mount

  Although Katrana looks shy on the surface, she is actually very calm in her heart, and even a little proud. The duke, who looks like a wooden man, has opened his mind today. Sure enough, her massage in the afternoon is still meaningful.

The residence of the Duke of Theron, where Charlemagne and the others are strolling now, was built more than ten years ago. Not long after he obtained the title of baron, Lor'themar hurriedly used his part of the inheritance to build this palace for the Theron family. seat mansion.

   However, Charlemagne, who was only a baron at the beginning, did not have much financial resources to spend on luxury enjoyment. The current scale is the result of many expansions in the next ten years.

It's a pity that Lor'themar has now gone to Taquilin to serve as an administrator. Although he usually rides Swiftfeather back to Farwalk Town to meet Charlemagne in his spare time, it has been a while since he last lived in this mansion. It has been quite a while.

The Windrunner family built another manor in Yuanxing Town. Since Li Reza moved to Silvermoon City, the three Windrunner sisters now live in Yuanxing Town all year round. This manor is actually better than the rebuilt mansion in Fengxing Village. more popular.

Living alone in such a large mansion, even an atheist like Charlemagne will feel a little creepy when he wakes up at night... After all, such things as "ghosts" in the world of Azeroth really exist, maybe they should be called ghosts. Undead is more appropriate.

  Charlemagne invited Alleria to come and live with him many times, but the elder sister of Windrunner refused because of impoliteness. As a last resort, he could only ask Lisson to help recruit some trustworthy maids and housekeepers.

  Due to a special situation that will happen today, Charlemagne has temporarily sent the maids and housekeepers to the Windrunner Manor in advance. At this time, there are only Charlemagne and Katrana in the huge garden of the back house.

The wooden Charlemagne didn't even think about flirting with Katrana. After inviting her to sit in the gazebo in the center of the garden according to Aurelia's plan, he took out the "processed" one from his magic backpack. necklace.

   "I specially asked someone to order this necklace. Although I don't understand design and style, it is said that this style is more suitable for women's preferences. You can try it on."

  Charlemagne tried his best to restrain the tension in his heart, and still maintained a gentle smile as he handed the necklace to Katrana.

  But Katrana deliberately avoided his hand at this time, which made him feel cold in his heart, "Isn't it possible to be discovered... No, I shouldn't be able to. I obviously did enough covertly, but..."

   While he was struggling in his heart, Katrana brought her graceful swan-like neck directly in front of him, and gently lifted her black hair.

  She looked down at the necklace in front of her slightly, with an expression of appreciation on her face, "Your Excellency, can you please wear it for me yourself?"

At the beginning, the three obsessive-compulsive scholars, Modant, Daros and Ledros, heard that it was going to be used on a female dragon, so they went to consult many professional books on dragon aesthetics, jewelry design, etc. to make this string necklace.

Unless they are prepared in their hearts, few women can refuse this elegantly designed necklace. In order to meet the preferences of the Dragon Clan, Modant specially polished the surface so that it looks golden under the moonlight of Ms. Bai. sparkle.

  Charlemagne looked at Katrana's affectionate eyes in front of him, chuckled in relief, stretched out his hand to wrap the necklace around her neck and fastened the buckle on the back.

   "Hoo..."

   While Katrana looked at the necklace with joy on his face, Charlemagne finally breathed a sigh of relief. The few simple actions just now made him feel like he had been fighting for hours on the battlefield.

  After all, the other party is an out-and-out demigod-level dragon. If she really goes crazy, no one can stop her except relying on Quel'Thalas' powerful barrier.

Once this sleepy dragon magic tool is buckled on her body, it will be difficult to take it off. With the power supply of the sun well and Onyxia's own blood as the guide, it is matched with the extremely fine enchanting lines depicted inside the entire necklace. , even Krasus, the spouse of the Red Dragon Queen, couldn't break free, let alone Onyxia, a junior.

   At this time, the three Windrunner sisters had walked to the garden with Valeira fully armed. To be on the safe side, Lilas was left on the second floor by them.

"Um?"

   No matter how dull Katrana is, she still notices that the atmosphere is not right. Walking around in other people's gardens with weapons at night is obviously not in line with common sense, unless...

   "Miss Alleria, what do you mean? Could it be that you don't like my being intimate with the Duke?"

  Although she was frantically calling the police in her heart, Katrana still maintained a decent smile and seemed ignorant to bring the topic to jealousy.

  She didn't want to run back to her lair disheartened because her identity was exposed. She knew very well the consequences of failing the mission given by her father.

"Ah…"

The impatient Vereesa was the first to sneer, "Don't pretend, Black Dragon Princess Onyxia, since we dare to appear in front of you as an adult dragon, it means we have absolute confidence, you You might as well try to see if you can still use your strength."

  Onyxia is not only not stupid, but extremely cunning. With quick thinking, she thought of Charlemagne's abnormal behavior today, the inexplicable blood drawing experiment just now, and...

   "You are counting on me!"

  The enraged black dragon princess immediately pulled up the necklace around her neck to break it, but when she started exerting her strength, she was shocked to find that the powerful physical strength she should have as a dragon had become weak.

  Let's not talk about strength, she can't even try to restore her original shape now, and she can't see any flames except for a scent of incense when she opens her small mouth.

  Under the playful eyes of Charlemagne and the others, Onyxia, who had tried many times to no avail, finally gave up struggling, slumped in the gazebo with a pale face and smiled miserably.

   "Hehe... Although I don't know the principle of this necklace, as a mortal, even the black dragon has to approve of your scheming and planning. I accept my fate, Duke Theron, kill me!"

  Even if she escaped by chance, she would have to go back to her father to endure all kinds of torture. It would be better to just die so readily at the hands of these mortals.

  Mother Sinestra's deep claw marks and lava scald marks are still fresh in her memory, and the punishment of those failed black dragons makes her dare not recall at all.

  Charlemagne sat up straight with a triumphant smile, and looked at the black dragon princess who was like a salted fish who had given up her dream. He softly gave himself some advice.

   "Onyxia, I know that you have been living in fear under Deathwing's hands. Now I will give you a chance to get rid of the tragic fate you were destined to, on the condition that you must obey me and obey my orders from now on."