Chapter seven hundred and ninety-two charming Fandral
When Andrea returned to his mansion, he felt something was wrong. Shantis, who had just returned from the base of Artemis, saw Azshara who was following Andrea, immediately understood the general development of the situation.
Little Mifu Lace hadn't come back to her senses for a while, and saw Sandy's face changing with an unstable look when she looked at Azshara. After a few seconds, she looked at her husband with incredible eyes.
"Cough~"
Andrea lowered his head awkwardly and said, "Things have happened. I don't want to find reasons to say that the problem is not about me. I just hope you can get your forgiveness."
The Black Dragon Princess Onyxia, who happened to be a guest at home, looked at the Shura Field in front of her with her eyes lit up. Saratas, who was hiding behind Aolla, even grinned to her ears, greedily absorbing the chaotic atmosphere in the living room.
Sandys looked at Azshara, who was elegant and stern, and had a faint smile on her face, and took a deep breath.
Just when Andrea thought that the strong Sandys would burst out, he heard a long sigh.
"Oh~"
When Andrea was still a little confused, Sandys pulled him to his side and stared at Azshara with a sharp gaze.
"I believe Andrea, this wood will never take the initiative. What did you do to him?"
A surprise flashed in Azshara's golden eyes, and she chuckled playfully, "Santis, do you trust him so much? Isn't there a saying that males are creatures that think with their lower body."
"At least Andrea is not."
Sandys calmly confronted her tit for a while, “There are many beautiful beauties around Andrea at all, and there are all kinds of wild flowers. Andrea has never been moved by her. I don’t think you will be the special one.”
"Ha~Surprising?"
Azshara tweaked the silver hair that fell on her shoulders and looked around proudly at the woman present. "Who can claim to be beautiful in front of me Azshara?"
Sandys' momentum was stagnant. In terms of appearance and temperament, no one in the world today can compare with Azshara.
"Hmph! What a big tone, do you think I don't exist?"
Eluen, who had been watching silently, suddenly spoke out and began to criticize Azshara, "Azshara, your beauty is indeed unparalleled in Azeroth, but it may not be possible to enlarge it into the entire universe. It is better not to be too confident in this regard."
Azshara raised her eyebrows, her expression on her face jokingly, "Elune? I didn't expect you to keep paying attention to Andrea, who was in my bedroom before..."
"I'm not! I don't! Don't talk nonsense!"
Elun's denial was immediately thrown out three times, and her eagerness to separate her relationship made Andrea confused.
‘It won’t be…’
As Azeroth gradually grew up, Eluen, who was licensed by the Star Soul, could speak directly on the planet to a limited extent, but she could not condense her own entity in the material world outside the Emerald Dream.
In terms of appearance and temperament alone, the appearance that Eluen shows is indeed the only stunning appearance that can be compared with Azshara.
One of the two has noble and proud temperaments, the other is holy and friendly, and each has its own strengths, so it is difficult to distinguish the best.
Elun's sudden interruption made Sandys look shocked. She hurriedly held her hands in front of her chest and knelt on one knee.
"Dear Moon God Eluen, I didn't expect you to descend the oracle here, your devout believer Santis..."
"Okay OK."
Eluen hurriedly spoke out to stop unnecessary red tape. "Santis, I know more about you than you think. After all, you are the companion of Andrea, who has been with me for the longest time."
Elune's intervention eased the tension at the scene, and Andrea, who had been silent, breathed a sigh of relief.
Azshara came this time just to show her sense of existence and Andrea's relationship, and she did not intend to move into Yueying Manor immediately.
With Elune's mediation, Sandys, the devout Moon God believer, reluctantly suppressed his anger, but it was not that easy to make her fully agree with this fact.
In contrast, Selace, who was originally a latecomer, did not have a strong resistance to Azshara. She just followed Santis to express the joint position of the two.
...
The next day, Malfurion and others were shocked when they saw Andrea in the chamber.
It’s not how tired and sluggish Andrea, who became the true god, was acting like he was, but his neck was filled with all kinds of "strawberries", as if someone was deliberately swearing ownership.
Vandal's eyes were a little weird, as if he was holding back his smile, "Andrea, you are..."
"Don't ask." Andrea hunched his words before he could say "I just didn't sleep all day."
"Puff~"
Tyrande couldn't help but cover her mouth and laughed out loud. She had learned the whole story from Elune.
Anyway, it was not his own Malfurion who had the accident. The high priest could laugh at him from the perspective of the bystander.
"Cough~"
Malfurio, who also learned the truth from his wife, coughed and smoothed out, "Everyone, this is Andrea's private matter after all, so let's not ask about it."
Everyone present is old colleagues who have worked with each other for thousands of years. They are so familiar with each other that they can’t get along with each other anymore. It’s okay to joke with each other, but no one will be so stupid that they really poke others’ pain points.
Andrea did not forget about the serious matter because of yesterday's chaos. He put a set of potions he got from Azshara on the table and told his colleagues present about the effects of the potions.
"The potions studied by Azshara can modify the fertility rate of night elves from the genetic level. I have seen the records of medication takers who voluntarily undergo experiments in the Eternal Palace. Under normal mating environment, the probability of conception is basically the same as that of humans."
Vandal looked at the gradient blue medicine bottle on the table with his eyes radiating. "With this potion, the expansion of the night elves can finally get rid of the constraints of the population. Andrea, it's worth your sacrifice for it...uh!"
Vandal, who was not open to any pot, was punished by Andrea with shadow power from the air. This rough man with a beard and scumbag twisted his waist and hips in front of everyone and danced a "charming" dance.
"Vomit~"
Mavi looked a little blue and raised his head to stop him, "Stop! This picture has too strong impact. Killing one thousand enemies will hurt yourself by 800, so stop."
Vandal was blinking his left eye and pouting, and finally regained control of his body. The strong and strong druid bent forward with a frustrated body as if he was dead.
"My image..."
Gallard almost laughed under the table, and he slapped Vandal's strong back as he smiled.
"The disaster comes from the mouth, hahaha! Be careful to control your speech in the future."
Malfurion clapped his hands with a laugh and cry, "Everyone, come back to the topic."
"With these potions, we can gradually remove the restricted fertility rate of night elves, but at the same time we must be wary of the possible side effects of the explosive growth population."
Andrea finally calmed down and took the sentence and said, "I have already thought of the basic policies for family planning, but the specific restrictions on how many years to limit one child still need to be discussed and formulated based on the actual situation."
"Also, inform Illidan."
Chapter completed!