Rise of the blood elves

Padrich never imagined that the problem that troubled all magisters would be solved by a young apprentice. He grabbed Oculus and was about to tell his colleagues the calculation results of this genius. How can we solve the current problem and remember the purpose of catching up with Angmar?

"This is an amazing discovery, come with me"

When he passed by Angmar, Padric realized that he had forgotten about this master.

Angmar smiled and said:

"There is no need to send me off, Master Padrich. I can go back by myself, but this matter is more important."

"Then I'm sorry, Master, I must report this to Speaker Lloyd as soon as possible." Padrich nodded, pulled Oculus and left quickly along the way.

After the two left, Angmar turned his attention to Valtroy, who had been trying to downplay his own presence.

Valtroy suddenly became nervous, and Angmar could hear her heartbeat from a distance.

Who is Angmar? She is a foreign magic master who taught a champion student, saved the Arcando magic tree in the city, and earned the utmost respect from the big shots in the council. This is exactly the "authority" she uses to despise. , or absolute authority.

Now that Angmar is watching her, how can she not be frightened?

"Young Valtroy, you will also have a brilliant future. We will meet again."

Angmar said something gentle, nodded slightly as a farewell, and left.

We will meet again Valtroy patted his small chest, kept thinking about this sentence in his mind, and said fearfully:

"Your Majesty Elune, it's incredible that I have the honor to stand in front of the Master of Angmar."

Angmar did have the idea of ​​recruiting the two of them as his disciples, but there was no rush for this matter.

A few minutes later, he returned to his mansion in the northeast corner of the upper city, which had the highest land price in Suramar City and overlooked the entire city. He put away the magic tree and prepared to take a hot bath before dinner to relieve the fatigue of the day. .

After letting the maids leave, he took off his clothes and slowly soaked his body in the hot water pool.

"call"

Drowsiness rolled over him, and soon Angmar fell asleep.

I'm really tired today.

"crash"

The soft splash of water woke up Angmar, and it seemed that someone was walking towards him.Sensing that the visitor was not malicious and his movements were gentle, he did not open his eyes, rubbed his tired brow, and said softly:

"Didn't I tell you not to disturb me?"

It must be those maids again.

Angmar must say that in order to establish a good relationship with him, all the maids Ferguson sent were beautiful, which showed his level of care.Every time before going to bed, taking a bath, or taking a nap at "noon", these maids, who had obviously received special instructions, always tried to help Angmar relieve his fatigue in special ways to please their new master.

Angmar didn't mean to resist this kind of joy, but whenever he thought of Lannathel who had been separated from him for a long time and was still in the outer land, he felt that he shouldn't do this.But he is a normal man. According to the words of his previous life, he has reached the age where he is full of blood. If he continues like this, he will be in a luxurious and corrupt living environment for a long time. I am afraid it will be difficult not to make some mistakes.

The visitor sat on his lap without saying a word.

Well, whatever you are afraid of comes.

Under the close contact, Angmar only felt that something in his head was activated, and a spark instantly ignited his desire, almost burning out all his sanity.

The beautiful body in my arms seemed to be very nervous and was trembling all the time. It seemed like this was the first time I had done this.Angmar could feel the slender body proportions and tight muscle lines of this "maid", which was very well-proportioned and beautiful.

Especially those two soft things that were just the right size and pressed against his chest.

Angmar's mouth was a little dry, and she twisted uncomfortably so as not to "confront" this "maid" who was conscientiously completing the tasks assigned by her previous master.

"I've said many times, you don't have to please me in this way, just get out."

"Sir, it's me." The maid replied in a whisper, leaning against him in a very unfamiliar manner.

This voice sounds familiar, etc.

Angmar suddenly realized something and opened his eyes suddenly. In the thick steaming water vapor, he saw Aluriel leaning on his arm, his delicate red face close at hand.

how

Why is it her?

"Wow"

Angmar quickly moved away and fell into the bath. He choked several times and almost brought Aluriel to him. After getting out of the water, he asked in surprise:

"Miss Oruriel, why is it you?"

He never imagined that the person who would appear in the bath would be the female magic swordsman who was brought in by Ferguson and instilled in her preconceived notions of "winning favor with her body".

What puzzled him was that although Oluriel seemed quite innocent, he was not stupid either. How could he really believe Ferguson's words?

How did she get in

Oruriel froze in place for a long time, his face full of disbelief.

The sacrifice she had finally made up her mind to make was actually avoided by Angma without fear. Shame, frustration, and various complex emotions appeared alternately, and a layer of water soon filled her eyes. Wu, clenching her teeth, apologized one after another with tears in her eyes:

"I'm sorry, sir, I shouldn't have scared you. I'm going out right now."

Damn Ferguson, Angama gritted his teeth and cursed secretly, how on earth is this mess going to end?

"and many more."

He stopped Oruriel, looked away from her extremely hot body, then squatted a little deeper under the water, then used magic to capture a bath towel and handed it to her.

Oruriel took the bath towel and quickly wrapped it around his body.

"Miss Oruriel, I must explain to you clearly that this is a misunderstanding. Mr. Ferguson misunderstood what I meant. I do appreciate your talent very much, but I am not the kind of person you think. Please forget Ferguson." Everything the Lord said." Angmar said solemnly.

"You can stay here." Looking at Aluriel who lowered his head and walked towards the edge of the bath, Angmar felt a little apologetic and said.

Oruriel stopped and froze on the spot.

Realizing that what he just said was unclear and could easily cause ambiguity, Angmar hurriedly added:

"I mean staying in the mansion. Elisande and Thalyssra need a guard, and I also need an assistant. You can teach them how mages should deal with a powerful melee fighter. I'm sorry for causing you this. Troubled.”

Oruriel didn't answer, just got out of the water and walked out of the bathroom.

"what"

Angmar slapped his head in pain, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, but the wonderful touch of those two soft things emerged in his heart involuntarily.

"Hi"

He wanted to cry but had no tears.

At dinner, the atmosphere was weird.

Angmar was at the head of the long table, and Aluriel sat on his left, lowering his head and mechanically picking at the food on the plate, his face flushed.

After introducing the new teaching assistant to his two apprentices, silence began to permeate and ferment.

Elisande seemed to have noticed something, her eyes kept moving on Angmar and Aluriel, and she even forgot to ask for dessert after the meal.

Thalyssra still looked that reserved.

In the end, the butler Nonon knocked on the door and helped Angma out of the siege, "Lord Ferguson is looking for you."

Angmar breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his mouth, and walked towards the courtyard under the guidance of Nonon.

Under the starry night, Ferguson in the courtyard was wearing a solemn royal advisor robe. When he saw Angmar arriving, he solemnly nodded and said:

"Master Angmar, Queen Azshara wishes to meet you."