The parlor of Hearthglen Castle was filled with the aroma of food. The old knight in an apron brought plates of delicacies to the round table, like an experienced chef.

"Eat slowly, little Sam, no one will snatch it from you!" Tirion smiled and patted the death knight on the head.

Sam spit out a chicken bone and praised loudly, "Lord Fording, your craftsmanship is simply better than my father's!"

"Haha, what a smart young man!" Tirion laughed and sat down, picking up the knife and fork as well.

"I have to say...this is the best meal I've had in half a month," Roxas said vaguely with his mouth full of food and waving the mutton chops in his hand, "But sir,

The dust here is half a foot thick, why are there so many ingredients for you to cook?"

Tirion picked up a piece of bread and spread it with applesauce, "Because half a month ago, all the crusaders here had left, but they left behind a whole warehouse of supplies in a hurry."

"Leave!" Regan was shocked and stood up in disbelief, "Where can they go?"

Tirion frowned and looked at the people who had stopped their knives and forks, and said helplessly, "This impulse will be your fatal wound, my child."

"Especially when your status is enough to affect the emotions of others," the old knight waved his hand and motioned for Regan to sit down. "The departure of the Hearthglen Crusaders is nothing new. They were called by Abedis.

Gathered at the Hand of Tyr port, which is the newly built military port in the Eastern Plaguelands, all the Crusaders have left Azeroth by ship."

Regan calmed down, raised his glass and gestured to Tirion, "So where are they planning to go? Are they planning to go to Kalimdor to attack the tribe?"

"This joke is a bit cold, Regan Knight." Roxas couldn't find a napkin for a long time, so he had to wipe his mouth with his sleeve. "I think these fanatical guys have probably gone to Northrend, and only the undead there can make them."

They killed until they were weak"

Tirion nodded approvingly, "Reasonable analysis, and in fact they did go there. Now the only people in the Crusaders in Azeroth left in the monastery, but after the mysterious death of Commander Raynor, they

It won’t make any difference.”

"So this is why you just asked me to promise not to go to Isenlien?" Regan asked

"Of course, my son," Tirion returned, "there are enough troubles in Azeroth now. We must concentrate our efforts on dealing with the annoying things on this continent, and as for the dead man in Northern Xinjiang

King, leave it to the Crusaders to make trouble.”

Regen felt a little relieved and took a sip of the ale in his glass. "This is really an eventful time. The matter of Holy Light's Hope Chapel still needs to be investigated in detail. This time, even the Scarlet Crusaders came to join in the fun."

"Yes, yes, there is also the dead lich Kel'Thuzad. Even he can't stand being lonely and wanders around." Sam said angrily. He could not forget the enemy who turned himself into an undead.

"Kel'Thuzad?" Tirion's face condensed, "When did you meet him?"

"In Dustwallow Marsh, little Sam was transformed into a death knight by him," Sophie blinked in confusion, "Is there anything wrong? Lord Fordring"

"Forget it, it's not that important," Tirion's tense face relaxed, and he smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, "After all, he is getting old, and even his courage has become much weaker..."

"Why worry, Lord Fordring!" Roxas, who was munching at his desk, raised his head and said, "It doesn't matter whether he is a Lich or a Crusader, as long as the soldiers come to stop him, even the Burning Legion can't take advantage in front of the Alliance and Horde coalition forces.

Are you still afraid of clowns like them?"

"Well said, Roxas!" Regen raised his glass and greeted the orcs. "There are not many orcs as sane and brave as you. Drink this cup to the full! May you and I be like brothers in future battles.

Life and death depend on each other!"

Roxas swallowed the food in his mouth and raised his glass, "It's not just you and me. I hope that in the near future, all members of the Alliance and the Horde will be able to sit around and drink together like us!"

——Everyone drank from cup to cup until midnight. Even Sam was allowed to drink a glass of fruit wine. Except for Sophie, a woman who was not drunk, almost everyone was lying on the ground.

"Okay... you guys find your own room... and rest," Tirion drunkenly helped Roxus stand up. The orc had been drunk unconscious, "Sam, go to the... small house downstairs, that's Tyran.

My childhood room, beds and everything are still there..."

"As for you..." the old knight smiled mischievously, "I don't care, but there are not many rooms with beds in this castle... you may have to make do with it."

Tirion waved his hand, "Don't sleep too late at night...you still have work to do tomorrow..."

"Got it," Ragen waved his hand drowsily. The almost drunk knight didn't understand what Tirion meant at all.

"This idiot," Sophie pinched him secretly and said to Tirion angrily, "I don't need you to worry about it now. Lord Fordring, you should get yourself settled first!"

"Haha, what a shrewd little girl," Tirion staggered away while supporting the two drunk cats, "enjoy your night, young man!"

"Inexplicable old man," Sophie blushed and found a room at random, and helped the drunk Regen in. However, as soon as he walked in, the elf regretted it - Nuo Da's room only had a single bed.

Sophie threw Regan on the bed with difficulty, walked out and looked around. Unexpectedly, as Tirion said, there were really few rooms with beds, and most of them were shabby.

"Who are they? The food is well preserved, and the beds look like they have been looted by robbers!" Sophie kicked the crumbling bed angrily. From the whole floor, only the one looked decent.

Sophie walked back worriedly. In fact, she herself did not resist sleeping on the same bed with Ragen. In fact, the customs of the night elves were more conservative. Although the Star Children did not have the term "losing their virginity before marriage", the girls of the night elves

They all feel that only after a marriage blessed by Elune can the union with the lover be happy and complete.

"I'm almost worried to death. This guy is still sleeping so peacefully!" Sophie frowned and sat back on the bed, angrily looking at Ragen who was talking in his sleep, "I really don't know what I like about him."

"The eyebrows are a bit sparse, and the mouth is not very pretty," the elf pouted and scolded, but still gently stroked his lover's face with his hand, "The nose is okay, but the one in the clan who is more handsome than him is also scratched.

A lot”

"However, none of them are as brave and courageous as him," as if recalling the experience of Ironforge, a smile appeared on the elf's beautiful face, "and he is able to give up the most precious glory for me."

Sophie lay down gently and looked at Regan's sleeping form. "Maybe this is Elune's destiny, from the day he came to Darnassus."

After blowing out the candles on the table, the elf leaned on Regen's arm with contentment and slowly fell asleep.

——————————————————————————————————“咳咳,”不知过了多久,雷根被喉咙里一阵

Awakened by the unbearable burning pain, he sat up and groped for flint and candles, trying to get out of bed and pour a glass of water to quench his thirst.

"Huh?" His hand holding the edge of the bed slipped, and he seemed to have touched something like a silk scarf.

"Who left something here?" he muttered, grabbing a handful of unknown objects.

"Oops!" A girl's voice came from the quilt, "What are you doing? Stupid knight!"

Reagan watched in surprise as Sophie got out of the quilt, holding her long silky hair in his hand.

"What are you looking at? I have no place to sleep. Can't I just lie down here for a while?" Sophie suppressed her shyness and said confidently.

Regan swallowed his saliva and replied with wide eyes, "Of course it's no problem, but Sophie, I just discovered that you have the habit of sleeping naked."

"What?" Sophie moved her gaze down in confusion and was stunned for a long time.

"ah!!!"

Regan covered his ears helplessly. He knew that Tirion would definitely have new material to ridicule him tomorrow.

Sophie shrank back into bed like a frightened little rabbit, complaining with a bitter look on her face, "It's all your fault! After drinking, my whole body was as hot as a stove. I don't even remember when I took off my clothes."

of"

"Okay, it's all my fault, put your clothes on quickly, my dear"

Regen shrugged and turned his head. He also knew the hellish customs of elf girls, so he was very cooperative and prepared to see things out of sight and see things out of sight.

He waited silently for a while, but found that there was no sound of getting dressed behind him.

"how…"

Half of what he said was stuck in his throat, and he took a deep breath.

A pair of catkins wrapped around his wrists from behind, and the elf's warm body trembled and leaned against his back

"Legen, you...why don't you look at me..."

I don't know whether it was because of the cold or shyness, but there was an obvious tremor in Sophie's words, "I made the decision with great difficulty..."

Regan sighed slightly, gently held the elf's slender fingers, and turned his head to look at the pair of panicked eyes like little beasts.

"How do you want me to look at you, my love...my star"

Reagan kissed her eyelids gently and smiled mischievously, "I've always been watching you, including your action of throwing your clothes under the bed just now."

"Ah! You...you bad guy!" Sophie blushed and threw herself into his arms, but she exclaimed and was taken down on the bed by the evil-smiling knight...

"Wait... wait, Regan," Sophie, who was confused by the kiss, was awakened by the burning heat under her body and nervously pressed against her lover's strong chest.

"Can you... be gentle? I... I'm so scared..."

The elf begged with a tearful tone, and tears began to fill his beautiful big eyes.

"Be good, it's okay, it doesn't hurt at all"

Regen gently brushed away the tears from the corners of his lover's eyes, as if he were a strange uncle who deceived the little girl.

"Well, then you..."

Before the words could be spoken, Sophie suddenly raised her slender neck, her eyes lost focus and her mouth opened wide.

——Lei Gen, who was deep in the paradise, raised his head, sucked her long pointed ears, and worked hard, and the sensitivity of her upper and lower parts was attacked at the same time, making the elf who was experiencing it for the first time almost melted in this painful and beautiful touch.

Instinctively, she squeezed Regan's waist with her smooth legs, murmured and closed her eyes, enjoying the full devotion of her lover...

The white moonlight passes through the window softly and shines on the sweating knight. It seems to be Elune's belated blessing, and it is like the slight sigh of the moon god.
Chapter completed!