Chapter 31: Questions from the Queen of Witches for further reading]
Destiny makes me restless, I don't know whether this is good or bad!
——Lissandra
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"Look, look... what do I hear? The conspiracy ends in blood? Look, everyone, there is a clown here, a dreamer telling me that he wants to lead a revolution?!"
The night wind suddenly became slow, and the demon Ram who was spying on secrets looked at Swain, and his incarnation of the three-eyed crow let out a cry of unknown meaning, his tone full of ridicule!
Swain acted as if Ram didn't exist. He knew what this demon wanted, but he didn't care!
After closing the window and walking into the room, he walked around behind the desk, looked at the letters of appointment placed on the table, and then carefully put these things away.
"Sorry, maybe you can't understand my thoughts!" Swain looked at Ram, "I am a doer, and what I decide to do will be carried out to the end, no matter what the consequences are!"
Ram looked at Swain. Such a shocking thing could completely subvert a country's plans. This man looked like he decided what to eat for dinner so casually.
"I seem to feel something very interesting. Baby, let me participate in your plan, and I can also add a bright color to your plan. I can't wait to taste your failure!"
Ram controlled the crow and his voice became shrill.
"This doesn't seem to be part of our deal!" Swain tidied his desk with one hand, his tone unwavering.
"I can let you know what you want to know, and I will tell you some secrets, but how to do it and what to do is up to your own will."
Swain arranged his desk until it was pleasing to the eye. He meticulously held the badge in his hand with a woolen cloth, wiped it and kneaded it. "So the price is, when I wait for my plan to come to a successful conclusion, you will
Savor my destiny and then sit back and enjoy the fruits of it?"
"You don't seem to take the ancient demons seriously. You self-righteous Mr. Swain, it seems you don't know what you are about to face?"
Although I am in despair now, I am still an ancient demon, but Ram clearly feels that every tiny move of this man shows that he doesn't care about him.
He couldn't help but feel a little angry.
Swain remained indifferent. He had to take control of any contact he had with this demon and prevent him from seeing his true intentions.
Before the conversation between one person and one demon ended, heavy footsteps came from the corridor outside the room. Swain stopped what he was doing, and the crow on his shoulder also fell silent.
"Squeak~~"
The door was opened, and the tall man who walked in had a solemn and majestic face, and his whole person exuded the aura of blood.
"Welcome, Darius!" Swain looked at Darius, "Although you still have some questions in your mind, I think you will give me a chance to explain."
"I'm waiting, Swain!" Darius put down the ax in his hand, "The war on the northern front is about to start. I hope you won't make me think it's a waste of time!"
"Of course!" Swain's tone was still confident. He took out a map marked with various marks and placed it on the wooden table.
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"Aslan, the Witch Queen asked, is this the woman who made you eager to return to Noxus?"
Aslan took Tonya into the room assigned to her, and the priestess turned around and closed the door, looking at him with an inexplicable meaning in her tone.
"Witch Queen?" Aslan looked at Tonya, thinking in his mind what state she should be in now.
"Seeing that Aslan didn't speak, Tonya used her height advantage to push him against the door.
After a "click", the door lock was locked. There was no light in the room, but Aslan could clearly see Tonya's pupils, which exuded a faint blue luster.
Signal connection, Lissandra is online!
Tonya was used as a sacrifice, but before that she didn't have much of a human aura. Aslan even believed that she was a perfect ice model created by Lissandra using magic, a carrier that was exclusive to her.
As Lissandra comes again and again, her human qualities are gradually filled, and her emotions are gradually enriched.
Her figure is also becoming more and more curvy, which is completely the mature style that Aslan likes.
"I don't seem to see any value or merit in her, Aslan!" After Lissandra came online, she looked down at Aslan, "Or does her existence have special meaning to you?"
"My lady, I think we should look at this matter from a dialectical perspective. She is indeed very special to me."
"oh?!"
"Donia" raised her silky thighs, and locked all the movements of the man in her arms with one leg. Then she intertwined her fingers with Aslan's and intertwined them tightly. "Your words let me
I’m getting curious!”
"Dongnia"'s soft voice was charming, but also had a cold flavor: "You seem to like people older than you?"
Although his hobbies were discovered and one of his palms was held, Aslan still raised his other free hand, caressed the delicate skin of Tonya's neck, and lowered her head close to her.
She said softly from her earlobe:
"This should be due to your enlightenment on me. In the past ten, no, sixteen years, your figure has been lingering in my dreams countless times!"
"You are such an arrogant boy. My gift to you seems to have prevented you from understanding your position?!"
"Donia" also breathed quickly, "I cultivated you to be as attractive as honey and like a conspicuous flower, but your sun-like warmth, gentleness and elegance seem to be used elsewhere.
, and also attracted a lot of coveted eyes!”
"I am flattered by your care and expectations for me."
Aslan's hands went down Dongnia's back, and finally stopped on her tight | soft | soft butt | peaks, "If you can give me more care, maybe I can ignore those eyes.
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"Excessive!" Tonya and Aslan leaned closer together, her cheeks touching the side of his face, "You are so greedy!"
"Donia" took her hand out of Aslan's hand, and then hooked her arms around his neck, "When I first saw you, you were just a child. In the dream, I
When I hugged you... I never thought it would turn out like this!"
"Donia" gestured, "You make me feel a little embarrassed, even a little - embarrassed. You should respect me more, my little Aslan!"
At this moment, "Donia"'s eyes were watery, full of pleading that was hard to refuse, and her body was limp, looking extremely delicate.
But Aslan doesn't think Lissandra will really show her weakness!
This woman's qualities have never seemed to have anything to do with weakness. When she first extracted the magic power of the snowmen, Frozen Void Crack and her two sisters were very decisive!
Aslan could clearly see that her half-opened eyes were full of blurred moisture at this moment, and he whispered softly into her ear.
"Do you know the Black Rose? Witch Queen!"
Aslan's words made "Donia" immediately lose all the tenderness on her face!
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What do you think the relationship and status between Lissandra and Aslan should be?
A dream eater? A teacher? A nurturer or a tolerant?
After all, she and LeBlanc will occupy a larger part of the scene!
Then spiders and other things will come out!
Then, are there any follow-up readings? This chapter has been completed!