Before dawn, a group of well-clad knights left Say City and rushed towards Dresden, the capital of the northwest principality.

The cold wind that came to his face did not make Roger curl up. Instead, he untied his collar and allowed the biting cold wind to enter his clothes freely. He was so excited that a brand new magical path had already unfolded in front of him. Although he had just stepped on one foot, although he was not the only one walking on this road, after all, it was a path that not many people had walked.

Now Roger's head was all about how to combine his mental power and magical advantages with his strong body. As for what to do after arriving in Dresden, he had no intention of thinking about it.

Although he still has many tasks to complete in Dresden, since this is a principality ruled by great nobles, and since everything in the Holy Alliance advocates imitating southern civilization, he has the confidence to stir up trouble in this circle.

From time to time, attention-seeing eyes fell on Roger's back. Roger smiled slightly and turned around inadvertently. Not far behind him, Ajiani immediately blushed and turned her head. Feng Die, who was following him, twitched gently, and turned her head to look elsewhere. Although her protective face with exquisite branches blocked most of her face, Roger's sharp eyes still found that there was no blood on her lips.

The fat man turned his head and smiled proudly. The fifty elves knights who followed him were selected again from the eight hundred elves warriors and would execute his orders without fail. Even Feng Die would not disobey. In his life, he had never had such happiness as to master everything!

Roger let out a long roar and galloped away. Dozens of elves knights followed closely.

Only the smoke and dust were left.

Although the heavy snow had just stopped, all the snow on the Diliugen Avenue in Dresden had been cleaned up, revealing the neatly arranged bluestone slabs below. Two rows of tall Arctic ice pine plants were planted on both sides of the avenue. In the severe cold, the dense needles had turned dark green. This green not only failed to add a light atmosphere to the tall buildings surrounding dark gray mixed with brown, but instead aggravated the solemnity and solemnity of the entire avenue.

There are less than ten giant houses on the long Diliugen Avenue. The people living here are the prominent nobles of the Principality of Ale and even the Holy Alliance.

In one of the magnificent mansions, Xilai was sitting in his luxurious living room, carefully reading the letter in his hand through his crystal glasses. He was tall and tall, with his white hair meticulously tidy, and he wore three huge and clumsy rings on his left hand.

Opposite this majestic old man, Will was sitting in a gorgeous embroidered gold armchair.

The blazing fire was burning in the fireplace, and the living room was as warm as spring. But Will's forehead was covered with sweat, his hands tightly grasping the lapels, and his knuckles turned white due to force.

Will was very nervous. He was just a small civilian tax officer. In the sacred alliance with strict hierarchy, the boundary between civilians and nobles was very clear. Moreover, the Marquis of Shire, who sat in front of him, was one of the most powerful nobles in the Principality of Ale, and the Secretary of State who held the government power of the Principality of the Principality.

It was a great honor for Will to sit in front of the Marquis of Shire. Will knew very well that this was not because of how important he was, but because of the letter in Shire.

After reading the letter from just two pages, Shire read it three times, then raised his head and asked in a slow voice: "Why should this great magician Lord Rogge come to me, a useless old man, first?"

Will quickly submitted his resignation that had been silently remembered: "Mr. Roger means that the Shire family is an ancient family that assisted the Ticreek family in establishing the Principality of Alay, and it is his honor to be the recommender."

Shirey caressed her long beard, pondered for a moment, and asked again: "Mr. Roger must be a very amazing magician if he can have a private elf guard. In the Holy Alliance, the status of the great magician is far higher than that of the little nobles in remote areas like us! He will be treated with a grand reception directly to the Lord."

"Lord Rog said that although the Principality of Are is not big, the upper class does not lack aristocrats with a long history and noble blood. It is essential to enter the social circle of the nobles."

"Haha." Shire laughed in a low voice, "Lord Roger really respects me, a useless old man! Very well, please go back and tell Lord Roger that I am very honored to be the referee of this great magician in the palace and Dresden's upper class. When he arrived in Dresden three days later, I think there would be a welcome ceremony that suits his identity."

Shire personally sent Will out of the gate, and now he rode his horse and disappeared in the wind and snow before turning back home.

A pale middle-aged man and Shire sent Will away. Until the heavy door of the mansion was closed, he asked, "Father, with your status, it would be reasonable to give it to the great magician Roger. But he is a small tax officer and a civilian. Is it worth your delivery to the mansion in the cold? Besides, he has not given any gifts yet, which is very rude!"

"Jogen, you are the deputy chief of the Principal Law Office. You wouldn't be unaware of what happened in the territory of Earl Luke, right?"

"You mean the Demon Resurrection incident that happened ten days ago? Now the entire Principality, no, and even the Holy Alliance, this news may have spread. You know, the speed of the rumor is unimaginable. I heard that this Roger subdued the ancient demon. From the report, this demonic power is really powerful, and even the castle that Luke has been strengthened for hundreds of years has been destroyed! It is really unimaginable. I have visited the territory of Count Luke this summer! Count Luke's castles are built with granite two feet long and half a foot thick!"

Shirei interrupted his son impatiently and said, "Didn't you see anything other than what you said in the report and what you saw yourself? Use your brain more often! Alas."

Jogen thought hard for a moment, but obviously, as a child of a noble family, he was a good person. He had to infer something new from the facts listed in the report and the analysis he made, which was beyond his ability.

"Ah, my father! I understand! Look, after Mr. Roger sealed the demon, he actually let his elf warriors occupy Say Castle, and he himself lived in the castle of Earl Luke. He must have wanted to have the territory and wealth left by Luke, and hoped that we could give him support! Ah! My father, this is not a trivial matter! He didn't even send any gifts over, he was such a stingy man! Maybe we should ask him for two elf slaves, and I heard that every elf under his command is the best! Maybe he would be more beautiful than the elf slaves of Grand Duke Ticrek!"

Shire sighed.

"Jogen, he wanted to occupy Luke's territory, maybe it was really to guard the demon's seal. In this case, it would be a good thing for all of us. However, a powerful magician like him and a guard composed of hundreds of elves warriors is a little too powerful for our Principal of Are. No country would not welcome a powerful magician, and Principal of Are is no exception. Of course, our mortal enemy, Mr. Gnavara, the palace magician, should be excluded! This Mr. Roger is obviously not

An ordinary magician! Luke's wealth is nothing to a high-level magician like him. He has no need to covet such a thing. Think about it, what will happen if such a great magician with great strength appears and is preparing to settle in the Principality of Alay? My mortal enemies will definitely try to win him over at the first time! But now he takes the initiative to ask me to be his recommendation, which is simply a good thing that fell from the sky! Jorgen, the kindness of a great magician is the best gift to us!"

"But my father, maybe he is very ambitious..."

"When I was young, I had traveled to the south and also came into contact with the developed magic civilization in the south. Every magician has ambition. But their ambition is more about chasing powerful power than secular wealth and power. The ambition of the great magician Rogge will never be limited to the Principal of Alay. This country may be enough for a magician like Gnavara, but for a great magician who can seal the demons, such a country is really too small. When he looked at it,

When you focus on a further goal, the trivial matters of this remote small country will inevitably need someone to take care of him. So, the greater his ambition, for us, it may be a good thing. I only have you, I am so old, and I am still worried about the affairs of the Principality. It is all for you! If I am not in his position forever, how can you beat those old foxes? Now, if our family can get the support of the Great Magician of Rogge, then I can retire with confidence."

Yoko nodded as if he understood.

Xilai sighed. He only hoped that this son who was indulging in alcohol and sex could pass on the family safely. His two grandsons were less than ten years old, and he was afraid that he would not be able to support the day when they grew up.

The old man sat on the sofa transported from the south and carefully considered. After a while, he ordered the carriage to prepare. After Grand Duke Tikrik finished his lunch break, he prepared to meet Grand Duke and arrange a welcome ceremony to welcome Grand Magician Rog.

When Roger and his party stopped in a small town, they had just walked dozens of kilometers at noon. He found the largest inn in the town, booked the entire land, and "invited" all the guests for twice the price. A six-person adventure team was obviously not very happy with Roger's domineering behavior and swearing in a battle posture. But in the blink of an eye, Feng Die was knocked down one by one, thrown out of the inn gate, and had to leave in shame.

The arrival of dozens of elves knights caused a sensation in the entire town. Countless curious town people flocked to see the legendary elves. Roger intended to let the town people see the beautiful faces of several elves, and then completely closed the door of the inn.

The fat man was not in a hurry to arrive in Dresden. He needed to give some time for the powerful ministers of the Principal of Ale to react. He did not doubt that Xilai would reject his proposal. No one would reject the kindness of a great magician. Moreover, the great nobles of the Principal of Ale were not just Xilai's family. If this old guy didn't know anything, he would have several candidates!

Before this, he still had some preparations to do.

As soon as Roger sat in the room, the door quietly opened. Ajiani flashed in and let out a whimper, and her hot body fell into Roger's arms.

Roger waved his hand and a light breeze covered the door.

The temperature in the room suddenly rose several degrees. In a moment, Ajiani was already thrown on the bed by Roger. Her skin was a bit sickly pale, and the soft curves were mixed with the feeling of strength and tenderness. As a shadow swordsman, she was plump among the elves, but the elves' figure was naturally thin, so she still looked very slender. Only her round buttocks and long legs were full of strength.

Under the dim light, Ajiani's naked body seemed to be covered with a layer of smoke, full of hazy beauty. She closed her eyes tightly, her face was already flushed, her fingers tightly grasping the bed sheet, her legs were tucked together, and she did not dare to move slightly. Like most elves, her breasts were not big, they were only able to hold them, but they were more beautiful and perky.

She is not extremely beautiful, but the shyness at that moment is enough to charm everyone.

Roger stared at her naked body for a long time before gently holding her feet. Ajiani's whole body trembled and her fingers tightened. Roger touched her legs carefully along her legs, slowly opening Ajiani's strangled legs. His hands suddenly used force, spreading Ajiani's legs apart, almost in one letter. The mysterious and plump square land was completely presented to Roger without any concealment.

Ajiani exclaimed, this position was too shameful, and she felt Roger's heavy breathing spraying on her tenderest and sensitive place. How could she stand it? She hurriedly sat up, trying to cover the shame, but Roger gently lifted her legs and fell back on the bed again. Roger lifted her legs high and kept stroking her. Ajiani's moans came out of her throat, and her skin was dyed a bright pink.

Roger could no longer bear it, so he pounced on it and filled her heavily...

There was a faint sound of tea cup breaking next door. It was Fengdie's room.

Roger smiled proudly and suddenly increased his movements. Ajiani's unstoppable moans poured into Fengdie's room through the thin walls, echoing endlessly.

After a long time, Roger crawled off Ajiani's body, and she was already as limp as mud.

Ajiani stretched her arms lazily, hooked Roger's neck, and leaned in his arms. Roger hugged her gently and whispered in her ear: "Ajiani, if you have something to do for me..."

As Ah Jiani listened, she was suddenly shocked and replied hurriedly: "Mr. Roger... This is too...I can't do it!"

Roger's face changed a little, and he said coldly: "Is the saying "I can go to hell for me" false?" He put down Ajiani and began to sit up and dress.

Ajiani hurriedly, hugged Roger from behind, and said in a panic: "No! Lord Roger! I don't mean that... You know, this is really incompatible with our elves' beliefs. I'm really embarrassed, I'm afraid of me..."

Roger snorted coldly, blocking her three words "can't do it" in her throat.

Ajiani pressed her face tightly against Roger's back, and a few crystal tears quietly slid down her cheeks.

"Sir Roger, don't be angry. I will do it, for you, I will do everything!"

Roger then turned into joy, turned around and hugged Ajiani, and kissed him heavily. Ajiani moaned softly, stretched out her arms to hook Roger's neck.

She had put aside everything. Even if she was going to hell tomorrow, it would be tomorrow's business.

After kissing Roger goodbye, Ajiani put on her clothes and quietly left Roger's room.

No one else knew about her and Roger except Feng Die and the other guardian warriors. Roger also repeatedly told her not to tell her about it.

Roger relaxed and fell on the bed. After thinking about it, he suddenly laughed proudly. Although he had dealt with Ajiani very miserably, the 12th-level shadow swordsman's physical strength was definitely not bad. Now the fat man's body was also full of fatigue after the battle. He tilted his head and fell asleep in a drowsy way.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became strange, and a small ball of extremely faint smoke quietly poured out. The room suddenly filled with a mysterious buzz. A flying insect as big as a palm came out from somewhere and slowly hovered in the room.

Its back has four transparent thin wings, its body is composed of thick white bones, and behind it is a black terrifying tail thorn that is two inches long. Its head is actually a skull the size of a pigeon egg, its mouth is constantly opening and closing, and light flashes in its empty eyes.

It flew twice in the house and smelled the smell of flesh and blood.

The flying insect circled around, and when the thin wings were retracted, he swooped down towards Roger! The sharp tail thorns rushed forward desperately, and small sharp claws also poked out at the ends of the six thin legs!

Roger, who was sleeping in a drowsy dream, dreaming that Fengdie had to surrender under his serial methods, was about to take off his clothes, and was about to show his snow peaks. At this moment, he suddenly felt a severe cold! Before he could think about it, Roger instinctively turned over and fell from the bed to the ground.

With a pounce, the flying insect's spike reached the place where Roger was lying just now, and the terrifying two-inch long spike almost pierced the bed! It struggled for a while before it pulled out the tail spike and flew towards Roger very quickly.

Roger was scared and sweated all over, and his sleepiness flew out of the clouds. He fucked the table and blocked the flying insects, but then he circled in the air, and the small skull had a sharp teeth, and then bit Roger fiercely!

The fat man now has a lot of combat experience. After the initial panic, he is no longer so busy. What's more, this flying insect is a kind of undead creature. Although it looks extremely terrifying, how could he, a necromancer, be afraid of undead creatures?

Roger opened a light shield with his left hand and blocked it outside. Then two magic circles appeared in front of him, and ten enhanced magic missiles flew out in an interlaced manner, blowing the flying insect into bone powder.

This time the fright was a big deal! Before he knew it, Roger was already sweating heavily. He wiped the cold sweat from his body, and he was still afraid. This inn had been checked by the elves, so why did such an extremely ferocious immortal flying insect suddenly emerge? Logically speaking, these undead creatures absolutely cannot escape the search of the elves' natural eyes. Moreover, this flying insect is not fatal, and can be used to assassinate others. He conspired with such thick skin and thick flesh, and at most he would be injured.

But when he thought of its sharp teeth, sharp claws and terrifying tail thorns that were inconsistent with his figure, Roger felt his flesh tightly! He was given a bite like this guy. This life-long sin would be absolutely unpleasant!

The fat man thought for a moment and immediately knew that the most likely author of this matter was...

Wind and moon!

Roger couldn't help but feel angry. Feng Yue was too unreasonable! He was already working hard to practice magic and mental power, and recently made a major breakthrough. After a while, he had to send a flying insect to bite him? Even to improve his strength, there was no need to work so hard!? Also, the aura of this little thing is very weak. If you didn't search actively, it would be difficult to find its existence. In my sleep just now, the fat man escaped by relying on intuition, but intuition is luck. To put it bluntly, the fat man doesn't expect to have such a keen intuition next time.

When did Feng Yue's men have such strange and undead creatures? Even Roger, the necromancer, had never heard of it.

He began to call Gregory intently.

Anyway, the one who calls Feng Yue will only come to the Bone Dragon, and it will only come once after calling it a few times. Now Roger is starting to call the Bone Dragon directly.

The room was too small, and Gregory could only curl up as much as possible to stay away, and even squeezed the table to pieces. Roger had no place to stay, so he simply climbed onto the back of the Bone Dragon.

"Gregory! What's going on with this flying insect!" Roger said angrily.

"This is what the master means. She is already impatient when she waits for you to improve her strength! The master said that your current situation is very dangerous, so beware of someone plotting against you. This kind of training will help improve your intuition about danger." Gregory replied very gently. It knew that Roger's power has overwhelmed it again. The smart Gregory has always been very respectful to the strong, not to mention that the insidious and despicable man is far beyond the imagination of Bone Dragon!

Roger was energetic.

Doesn’t this mean that I will not sleep well every night in the future?! How can this work! For the sake of future happiness, I must not be able to be compatible! How can I have the guards of the elves guarding the warriors?

It was Roger's instinct to be vigilant in times of peace. He thought deeply. If... when he was having sex with a woman in the future, he was bitten or stabbed by such a big bug on his butt, it was not a joke! Although the bug was not big, he stabbed the bed board just now with a needle! The fat man secretly measured his strength. If he had not gathered his mental strength to protect himself in advance, his fat meat would not be hard on the wooden board.

"This is so nonsense! I will never agree!" Roger said firmly.

"Master said it, this matter is settled!" Bone Dragon answered firmly.

Glygoli relaxed his breath and said, "Master, you know, when will the master give you a test? It's completely unsure. So I think, for your own good, you should pay more attention! You can't sleep too much."

"Go back and tell Fengyue! I can't allow it to do this! It's too nonsense!" Roger became more and more angry.

Gregory looked at Roger with embarrassment: "Master, Master, you should talk to the Master yourself!"

The fat man immediately burst into tears and blurted out subconsciously: "Nonsense! If I dare to say it, would I need you to pass the message?"

He suddenly woke up and turned red with a rare old face. A magician was afraid of his pet? If he said it, it would probably make people laugh.

But Gregory understood Roger's mood very well, which made the fat man less embarrassed.

"The master is always right. I dare not tell you what you say! Even if the message is passed, the master will definitely not change what he has decided. Instead of making the master angry, it is better to do as he does! This is also good for you, what do you think?"

Rogge was silent for a while, patted the bone dragon on the head and sighed.

Gregory was silent for a long time and sighed.
Chapter completed!