MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1907 35. Elf love has limits, so I don’t

   Chapter 1907 35. There is a limit to the love of elves, so I am not an elves anymore, jo Lake!

   What is the first thing you do after reuniting with your long-awaited wife in the world of death?

  The top scumbag Blake has thought about this question countless times in the emptiness period after completing a joint experiment with other women to penetrate the essence of life, but he has never gotten an answer.

   is a passionate kiss? Or pull into the small dark room and greedily ask for the long-lost warmth like a wild beast? Or take out the diary he quietly wrote down and read it to her in a hug, to deceive Ms. Gao Leng Warden's tears?

   Pirates find it difficult to choose.

  According to the thinking of adults who are over-thinking, they probably want all of them.

But when it really came to this moment, when Blake was driving his own mountain of sin monument, and swaggered across the city under the stunned gaze of Venthyr in the entire Revends, he arrived over Nasria Fort and saw the man wearing a gorgeous and cumbersome long dress. , When the girl rushed towards him with an umbrella, Lord Heretic God acted according to the instinct in his heart.

  No kisses, no sex, not even taking out a diary.

  The pirate stepped lightly on the mountain of his own sin monument, and the whole person rose up against the wind and hugged Maiev who was rushing in the air.

  Two people, with four arms hugging each other, swirls lightly in the blood-colored dusk of Revenders, letting the gorgeous umbrella fall from their hands, and swirl in the air and fly around with the wind.

   does not need any extra language, only the two hearts are beating violently at the same frequency, echoing between the two like the sound of drums.

  I'm probably really old

  Blake hugged his Destiny Girl and felt the suppressed cry of the other party in his arms. He sighed in his heart that maybe he no longer had the passion of his youth.

   Or he gave all his passion to the other girls beside him to make up for the lack of love for them. After all, he had given his whole heart to this charming lady in front of him.

   "Why are you crying?"

  Black put his head gently on Maiev's cold forehead.

   He also didn't care about the unexplained gazes around him, in broad daylight, like a young man immersed in the brilliance of love, he said in a disgusting tone:

   "Didn't I come here?"

   "I'm just afraid you won't come"

   Maiev no longer has to disguise the strength and indifference of the mind and body. In this man's arms, she put down all her thoughts and disguise, she wiped her tears and whispered:

   "After meeting 10,000 years ago, I thought we had had the best time, and maybe our story would really end in the interval between life and death as I imagined.

  It is probably this gloomy and evil land that has polluted me, making my expectations for the future even darker.

   Worrying about gain and loss is a terrible sin that almost overwhelms me.

   I don't want you to come here either.

   That means you gave up the continuation of the legend in Azeroth and accepted the cruel fate of being assimilated by death just for a woman who should have disappeared from your life.

   It's not worth it.

  You have other women who are no worse than me waiting for you, who love you as much as I do. "

   "They're all here."

  Blake smiled, and once again fed Maiev, scratching Maiev's pale face with the stubble on his chin, he squinted his eyes contentedly and said:

   "Even the most envious of Xal'atas said we would be incomplete without you, and my dear warden has captured not only my heart but theirs too.

   Well, what a bunch of nerds. "

   Lord Evil God felt that the eyes around him were getting more and more gossip, he pouted and said:

   "Perhaps I should call upon the sea of ​​no light to come down here, and drag all these **** vampires into the ocean of truth to punish them for their rude prying into the private affairs of the nobles."

   "But I don't mind."

   Maiev raised his head, with an inexplicable smile in his **** eyes, he kissed Blake's neck lightly, and said:

   "I will cooperate with you in anything you do here, my love, you deserve it."

   "But I'm not in the mood to perform some dramas that cannot pass the trial in public."

   The evil **** snorted, grabbed Mai Wei's slender waist, stretched out his hand and grabbed the swirling blood-colored umbrella, and brought his lover back to his exaggerated mountain of sin monuments.

   He glanced at the scarlet umbrella in his hand. There was a special mark on the handle of the umbrella made of unknown bones. He looked at Maiev again and said:

   "It seems that you have a good relationship with the stonesmith, and that hideous and terrible person would take the time to make such a beautiful and deadly weapon for my little cutie."

   "She's waiting for you."

   Maiev took the closed umbrella, held it in her hands with the demeanor of an elegant lady, brushed her long hair that was flying in the wind, and said to Blake:

   "She was a good and loyal friend."

   Pirates did not answer.

   He was just admiring his wife whose style had changed drastically, and this ladylike aura that had never appeared in Maiev made a fire in Blake's heart.

   is like the urge to smash a beautiful oil painting, to burn the delicate artwork, to devour the wonderful flesh and blood like a hungry wolf bites a little white rabbit.

Well.

  I'm not old yet, which is really good news.

Maiev sensed the fire in the pirate's eyes, and she glared at him from the corner of her eyes, but it did not have the effect of extinguishing the fire at all, but made the light in the evil god's eyes more and more blazing.

   Sure enough, the old man's words are full of philosophies, and what is small is better than a new marriage.

   "The Great Emperor has prepared a grand welcome banquet for you."

  The Venthyrized Lady Maiev played with the ends of her hair and said softly:

   "Are you going to be a rude guest?

   This will put the risk of collapse of the network I managed to manage in Revenders. After all, now I am also one of the reserve rulers of this country. "

"Humph."

  The evil **** moved his neck and rode the mountain of sin under his feet to approach the gorgeous castle-like Nasria Fort. He saw Emperor Denathius who greeted him with a false smile on the dome platform.

   The guy even opened his hands to show his welcome.

   And there was already cheerful music in the most luxurious hall of this blood castle. When the door of the dome hall behind the emperor opened, the gorgeous red carpet was extended all the way under the push of several mud servants.

  The remaining four Reapers of Sin who had not appeared before also filed out with their servants, standing on both sides of the road behind the emperor, welcoming the guests with the highest etiquette of Venthyr.

   They may not be aware of the conspiracy and deep relationship between the Great Emperor and Black.

   But they were absolutely obedient to the Lord of Sin, and it would have been an extraordinary event for an outsider **** to visit Revendres at this precarious time for the Shadowlands.

  After the rebellious Prince Reinathor was exiled to the Maw, Revendez's politics was in an unprecedented state of stability, and no one would lose face to the Emperor at this time.

   That is purely courting death.

   "Om"

  Black raised his hand, and the dark purple void turned into a streamer to create a bridge of connection. He took Maiev's hand and stepped forward, and walked to the emperor in the welcome song of Venthyr.

   Facing the open hands of Emperor Denathius, the pirate showed an expression of disgust. He had just hugged his fragrant and soft wife, and now he wants to hug a male Eternal.

   This made him a little tired.

   He wouldn't mind if it was the long-legged girl Gresta or Mrs. Winter, the queen of icebergs.

Maiev knew that her husband was thinking again when she saw Blake's expression. She maintained the phony smile that was the hallmark of the Venthyls, and pushed slightly behind Blake. The pirate reluctantly stepped forward and hugged the smiling King. together.

   also very hypocritically reached out and patted behind the emperor.

  This brotherly act made the other six sin reaper lords, except Maiev, frown or wonder, since they were born, they have never seen the arrogant emperor treat someone so gently.

   What is the origin of this alien evil spirit?

   How can he seem as close as the long-lost brother of Denathius the Great?

   "You invited them all."

   In the interval between hugging the emperor, the pirate said softly:

   "Aren't you going to hide your great deeds and ambitions? My dear majesty, do you want your most powerful commanders to join you in your upcoming conquest?"

   "It's time too."

  Denasius the Great replied in his very magnetic voice:

   "They are all my best children, and should dedicate themselves to my father's wishes, especially after I have driven out the rebellious prince with my own hands, my children will obey my will.

   Zovar's army is unrivaled, but no matter how vicious the beast group is, it needs the leadership of the head beast, doesn't it? "

   "Really confident."

  Black let go of the emperor's hand, he glanced at the six reaper lords behind the emperor, and whispered like a reminder:

   "But as I see it, not everyone is loyal to you, my collaborator.

  You have underestimated your son. The shadow left by Prince Resonal is still hidden in your court, but those rebellious thoughts cannot be concealed from my listening. Do you need me to serve you a little?

   For the sake of how well my wife was treated by you, I can do this for you for free.

   It only takes one night.

  No one will find out, I promise. "

  The Great Emperor's eyes changed, he thought for a moment, nodded to Blake, smiled and said:

   "Then I'll trouble you, my dear friend, I want to ask one more thing, this won't affect the long-awaited reunion between you and Mrs. Maiev?

   I don't want to be this villain. "

   "No, there will be no trouble."

  Blake showed a hypocritical smile and walked on the red carpet hand in hand with the Great Emperor to the cheers and bows of a group of Venthyr nobles.

The blood-colored petals flew from the sky and fell in the more and more grand music. In this very unlucky welcome ceremony for the re-enactment of a prince returning to his hometown and stabbing his father to death, he maintained the majesty of the gods to those around him who knew or did not know. The Venthyr NPCs who knew each other nodded slightly and said warmly:

   "It's just a few malicious little bugs, our great cause is about to come true, and I won't allow anyone to destroy the next silent glorious era dominated by us.

  I will visit you tomorrow, my dear emperor.

   Now, let this fancy feast begin. "

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  The Venthyr's extravagant banquets are truly a must in Shadowland.

  These decent psychic aristocrats are good at having fun. They can create different styles of banquet venues according to the needs of different guests, from food to music, from royal style to entertainment. There are a variety of options.

   Even the most stoic Glyon angels or the most violent Maldraxxus gladiators are invited to come and return.

   What's more, tonight's welcome banquet was designed by the emperor himself. From the initial welcome speech to the subsequent grand ball and various delicacies, all revealed the mystery of the void and the bloom of life.

  These ingenious vampires even let the best mud servants and masons sculpt several vivid sculptures of Elune, the moon god, for the guests and place them in the Scarlet Hall.

   It was a great honor for Black, and he felt that even Lady Elune herself would enjoy the atmosphere.

   Warm but not greasy, joyful but not vulgar, extravagant but not indulgent, depraved but not decadent.

   I have to say that the banquet is really an art completed by the Venthiers. It is no wonder that no matter good or bad things on this land, a banquet is the last commemoration.

  Black received attention from all sides at the banquet as a distinguished guest, and four ladies of different styles among the seven reapers of sins, except the wrathful stonesmith, all came to invite him to dance.

The pirates won applause with their delicate and enthusiastic dance steps, and the Venthyr ladies frequently found reasons to talk to Blake. At the end of the beautiful banquet, Blake had several more keys in his hand, which could be used to Open the boudoirs of those passionate ladies in the dark.

   is like a treasure.

   As long as he wanted to, the whole of Ravinders' high-end style would be open to him.

   Regrettably, the evil **** tonight does not belong to them.

   "Who would hate such a good pleasure?"

At midnight, after the banquet, Black and Maiev returned to Princess Sin's bedroom with the blessing of the emperor. Maiev asked all the servants to go back to rest. In this empty blood-colored bedroom, Black closed the door behind him and threw out several objects. Due to the magic of reconnaissance and surveillance, he threw keys of different styles in his hand into a wine glass full of **** wine.

   As he stretched his body, he stretched his voice and said:

"I'm really starting to like these Venthyls, and while their thin, gloomy faces aren't to my liking, the ladies' unique flair and fiery seduction are truly heart-wrenching. During my absence Have you been invited to dance by any of the splendid Venthyr gentlemen here?"

   "No, no, my appearance is not outstanding in their eyes, and I even feel like a muddy leg."

Maiev leaned down under Blake's gaze, took out something from her bedside treasure, and turned to Blake with both hands in her hands. Under the surprised gaze of the pirates, Mrs. Maiev carved the black moon icon in her hand. The slate was handed to him.

   That thing shone with blood-colored light, and there were inscriptions of sin.

   Evil God-sama frowned.

He says:

   "You made a monument to yourself? Why?"

   "Because the more I recall the past, the more I feel that as a believer of spirits and moon gods, there is a limit to the feelings I can give to you."

   Maiev shoved her own sin tablet into Black's hands, and she drank a few more glasses of wine to make her pale cheeks flush, and she pressed against Black's body like a passionate flaming beauty.

   Those cold and faint lips touched the evil god's forehead, eyes, nose, mouth, neck, and ears.

   Everywhere he went, a warm mark was left. The buttons of the shirts transformed by the Luna Armament were unbuttoned one by one. In the increasingly ambiguous atmosphere, Mrs. Maiev said softly:

   "I used to be unable to give everything unconditionally. Faith, race, responsibility and mission made me always keep other things for others.

  Those things keep me from devoting myself to this love wholeheartedly.

  I know that Maiev Shadowsong as an elf always has limits, so I accepted the Order of Dominance from the Great Emperor and let myself integrate into this fallen and gloomy land."

   Maiev stopped and said vaguely like a murmur:

   "I abandoned the past and started anew like a new life, stripped of all chains under the blessing of death, turned my only sin into a key, and put the key of my soul into your hands.

Now

   Maiev Shadowsong is yours only, my Blake. "

  The pirate looked down at the sin tablet in his hand, and there was only one sin on it. He briefly and forcefully wrote the only sin of Maiev Shadowsong, and that was falling in love with a sinful evil god.

   Charge: Blake Shaw.

   Lord Evil God was stunned.

   Then laughed, he held Maiev's sin monument like a great villain, looked down at the pair of unique blood pupils, and said to her:

   "You know, with this thing, I can order you to do anything you don't want to do"

   Maiev glanced at him, untied her hair and shook her head, letting the long hair flow like a waterfall before the pirate's eyes.

she says:

   "Without it, you can have everything I have. I wanted to make a ring, but I found it too vulgar, so I"

   Maiev's words stopped, Blake opened his left hand like magic, and in front of her, the big draenei gem diamond ring without any magical effect lay there quietly.

  Black held up Mrs. Maiev's hand and put the ring on her slender finger seriously under her gentle **** gaze.

He says:

   "It's better to be traditional, my sin monument is outside the palace, and it belongs to you too, my dear."

   "But who wants a bare mountain! I have nowhere to put it, you bastard! I think you did it on purpose"

   (end of this chapter)