Chapter 153, Becoming the man behind the princess?
"Ho ho ha ha~ ha ha ha~ hee hee hee~ hee hee!"
"A kitten like you was born to be eaten by me, hehehe~"
"Resistance, resistance is useless!"
"mua~mua~mua~mua~"
Alice Searle grabbed the magic cat and nibbled on the cute kitten's face with her mouth, arrogant and twisted.
"Wow, can you eat... You Bing?" the magic cat named Yumi shouted aggrievedly.
The princess pinched Yumi's neck, and didn't care about the howling of the magic cat, and just kept rutting there.
Charlotte, who was standing outside, was holding back her laughter crazily. She covered her mouth with her hands and tugged on Aaron's sleeves, crying with laughter.
Aaron's face was full of dark lines. Although he wanted to laugh a little, his awareness of danger in times of peace soon made him realize that he had seen some shameful things!
But when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them out.
As soon as she said this, Alice Searle regretted it. This was not what she should have said, and she didn't know why it came out of nowhere.
Therefore, Iriselle always maintains a serious and cold attitude. A princess should not be like this under any circumstances.
After waiting for about half an hour, Aaron finally got the order to enter, while Charlotte was asked to continue waiting.
Aaron said in a deep voice, his voice was resolute, and the words he spoke hit Alice Sayre's heart like a heavy hammer!
The knight of the inner court pointed his index finger at the ground, pointed hard, and then pointed at the ceiling with such force that the wind was beating in the air: "My credit is your credit! And your fault is my responsibility! Your Highness,
Please rest assured, even if I die, I will not harm you and will carry out this creed meticulously to the end!"
"Your Highness, your faithful servant Aaron Salian wishes to see you."
"Alice, I'm coming!"
In the eyes of mortals, dragons may be creatures with weak fertility and always have to spend a lot of hard work to lay a dragon egg.
"Yes, Your Highness." Aaron gave the princess a final kiss on the back of her hand, bowed and left the hall.
Her burgundy eyes stared at Aaron, a little unkindly: "Mr. Salian, today is not the time for you to be on duty."
Ever since Charlotte started giving her silk stockings, she fell in love with the good gifts from her best friends. The feeling of wearing these stockings could be called unparalleled. After wearing them for the first time, Alice Searle felt like
The wonderful feeling of your lower body melting into an extremely soft and silky whirlpool.
After saying that, my father rushed into the battlefield without looking back, and eventually died together with the ancient red dragon.
"Don't die." The regent's voice was choked, and she shook her head vigorously: "Come back alive, and we can discuss the fiefdom. Remember, Aaron, living is the most important thing. This is not only for the kingdom, but also for Charlotte.
special."
The rich and refreshing body fragrance of the princess suddenly hit him. Aaron inhaled hard and said softly: "Your Highness, you smell so good!"
"Don't worry, Your Highness, if this war succeeds, then I will be your representative. If this war fails, then I will participate in the war in a private capacity."
"It's said that one general's achievements lead to the death of thousands of bones." Aaron nodded: "Your Highness is wise."
"I am the king of Cormyr. My children, you must remember that our royal family of Oberszil has never been the masters of the kingdom, but the people have chosen us to be kings. It is our responsibility to guard the kingdom and it is our duty to protect the people.
obligation."
But Irisel didn't feel any disgust in her heart, because his expressions were always so appropriate.
"My friends, what we want is to rule this country, not to rule a ruin." Manakorn raised his head, his eyes full of confidence and arrogance: "When I complete the restoration mission, I will be the hero of the kingdom.
With our identity back, our plan will be easier to implement!"
This man was staring at his legs and feet again.
This sister of mine...is really willful and innocent in a sense.
Alice Sel covered her face, which was still a little hot. She quickly calmed down, took the time to pick up the clothes she had prepared, and said in a deep voice: "Please wait outside for me to change."
In this case, Alice Searle's governing style is a typical charismatic leader, that is, extraordinary quality, personal charm, and inspiration.
"Sir, what should we do?" the subordinates standing at the foot of the steps asked: "Should we try to sabotage this operation?"
"Yes, my subordinate must come back alive." Aaron added: "It is also for His Highness."
Aaron knew Charlotte well. His sister had always been lively, romantic and energetic.
She sat on the chair, raised her long, slender white legs, hummed happily, picked up the black ultra-thin pearlescent silk that Charlotte gave her, and slowly put it on her snowy feet, looking at the black as stars
Such graceful light engulfed his feet and calves until it spread to the roots of his thighs.
Aaron, is it him again?
The cry outside immediately caused a commotion in the room.
Maybe it's because the ancient dragon's blood has just finished its estrus, but the princess has a vague feeling in her heart that she doesn't seem to be so restrained in front of Aaron?
Now, Aaron's figure overlaps with that of his father again.
Aaron swallowed slightly, and had to say that his sister's proposal was really exciting.
But after Aaron came in, Alice Searle tilted her body unnaturally and adjusted her skirt. One pair of beautiful black silk feet stretched forward and the other pulled back. The black silk toes were slightly raised and she was wearing red-soled high heels.
Her delicate body suddenly outlined extremely beautiful curves.
Aaron seemed hesitant, wondering whether he should obey Alice Sayre's order.
Seeing Aaron's eyes continuing to stay on her, Alice Searle, who had just experienced a special emotion, felt a sense of joy and complacency deep in her heart. After all, she was also a woman and needed people to affirm her charm.
Alice Searle wore a classic brown cashmere royal coat with a gray knitted sweater underneath. A pair of long legs wrapped in black translucent pearlescent pantyhose swayed under the skirt of the short skirt.
"Then we can smell each other?" Aaron was a little pushy.
She gazed at Aaron's firm expression infatuatedly, her flaming red lips slightly parted, but she didn't know how to express it.
Alice Sel, who was bathed in the blood of the ancient dragon, also encountered this kind of trouble.
"You are telling the truth, but have you ever thought about Cormyr's condition? After my father's death, the kingdom's national strength is extremely weak. I cannot bet the last wealth of the kingdom on this."
Such leaders always need to maintain their aloof image in the eyes of the public. They want the public to think that they have intelligence that is higher than that of ordinary people, and that they are considered to have supernatural, superhuman, or at least very special powers and abilities.
Alice's heart trembled, and the regent princess turned her face awkwardly: "Whatever you want."
Since then, Aaron has received everyone's permission to join the Battle of Arabelle in an official capacity.
"Step back." The regent princess unnaturally covered her belly with her hands. She let go of Aaron's big hand and signaled that Aaron could step back.
As soon as these words came out, Alice Serre could no longer control her expression.
If you pay attention, you will find that those who try to portray themselves as charismatic leaders will try their best to avoid showing too much body parts and showing unusual expressions. They always like to wear formal clothes and have facial expressions.
Either your expression is calm or you keep smiling. These are all ways to create a sense of mystery and superman for yourself.
"As long as I don't gamble, I won't lose. If I gamble in the future, Cormier will definitely win!"
Her skin was so fair that even the black pearl stockings couldn't cover it up, leaving looming white marks of temptation.
However, the dragons in the kingdom are actually not like this at all.
Thinking of this, Aaron took a few steps back helplessly. He took Charlotte's hand and asked her what was going on?
Alice Sayre would act weird like this.
He told Alice Searle everything about his meeting with Ms. Raul.
A pair of brand new black diamond-encrusted red-soled high heels perfectly accommodated her beautiful feet. The slender ankles, straight calves and the pearlescent reflection of the stockings formed a wonderful match. Looking at the exquisite makeup on her face, it gave Aaron a feeling of iceberg
The goddess occasionally reveals her stunning beauty.
The news that Viscount Salian planned to join the battle of Arabelle soon spread throughout Susaal.
Alice Sayre repeated her order, so Aaron finally stepped forward to hold her hand hanging in mid-air and held it tightly.
It is a blessing for the kingdom that Cormyr has such a regent who cares about all the people, but it is a pity that many people do not understand it.
"Oops, forget it Xia Lu, why did Aaron come suddenly?"
She found that the hand holding Aaron's hand seemed to have some strange energy flowing into her body. She could only rub the long black stocking legs under the long skirt secretly, and the toes covered with black stockings in the red-soled high heels.
It was lifted up stiffly for a while, and then subconsciously relaxed for a while.
Dragons are creatures that go into estrus regularly. Whether they are metal dragons on the good side or chromatic dragons on the evil side, they leave hundreds or even thousands of dragon eggs in their lives (even some may be found under the right circumstances).
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Alice Searle's original sad and lonely mood was immediately disturbed by Aaron's joke. She couldn't help laughing and patted him on the head angrily: "You guy! Don't you know that you are also very sad?"
Does it smell good?"
"Your Excellency? Why?" The subordinates obviously didn't understand.
The Princess Regent once joked about where Charlotte got it from, but the eldest lady said that it was independently developed by her and her brother in her magic workshop, and it was a special gift from Alice Sayre.
Princess Regent Mo Ran, like Ms. Raul, and Lucian Flag Officer, when Alice Sayre heard that Aaron had planned to officially join the war, she also subconsciously wanted to dissuade him.
Isn't it too damaging to Alice Sayre's image that she would do such a weird thing?
"It's the blood of the ancient dragon, the ancient dragon!" Charlotte tried her best to hold back her laughter, and the eldest lady whispered to Aaron about the problem with Alice Sayre.
He just...can't he see enough?
"No!" Manakorn shook his head violently. Benn's evil face showed a hint of caution. He thought and gave an answer: "We will also join the Liberation Army! Assist Ms. Raul to recapture Arabelle!"
In the secret mansion in the Triple Crown neighborhood.
"Now that you've thought about it, I don't have anything to say." Alice Searle sighed slightly. She arranged the ends of her golden hair with her fingers and nodded slightly: "Just go ahead and do it, Aaron.
Don’t forget that I am behind you.”
For a moment, her mind wavered and she felt a little shaky.
"Since we are bound to win, it is not gambling. I will not gamble with the citizens of Cormyr or the national destiny of the kingdom." Alice Searle sat in her seat and said calmly: "You know, Aaron
, Every time you gamble, no matter you win or lose, you have to pay the blood of the people. For me, it is gambling, but for them, it is the sacrifice of their lives!"
She gradually became addicted and felt uncomfortable without wearing it for a day.
I won't be assassinated by the Queen's Blade tomorrow, right?
I won't be sentenced for treason tomorrow just because I stepped into the palace with my right foot, right?
"Let's wait until you come back, Aaron. I'm waiting for your good news in the palace."
If it's less, it's not hot enough; if it's more, it's a little too aggressive.
The regent princess returned to her usual majestic expression. She arranged her clothes, rubbed her legs slightly, and prepared to call Aaron and others in.
Alice Searle murmured: "What a perfect time, Aaron Salian."
"Please come in."
For a moment, the princess seemed to see her father's final decisive action in the goblin war.
"But...Aaron, do you know? I am the regent of the kingdom, and I am the leader of the people. Since I took this position, I have always been trembling with fear, walking on thin ice, and facing an abyss. I know very well that I cannot act based on my own impulse.
"
To her surprise, Aaron did not answer the question. The knight in the inner court just bowed respectfully, not knowing whether it meant agreement or fear, and changed the topic: "Actually, Your Highness, Ms. Raul is more
Hope to get your support."
He refused Charlotte's request to go in directly, but took his sister to sit outside for half an hour before formally requesting an audience.
"I know." Alice Ser nodded, and the Queen Regent sighed: "I know that if I provide support to Millman-Laure's Arabelle Restoration Army, her hope of regaining her territory will be much greater.
"
But the eldest warlock lady named Charlotte is not kind in her heart.
As we all know, Alice Sayre has always presented herself as an iron-blooded dictator. She almost always makes decisions on most matters by herself, rarely asking for other people's opinions. At the same time, although her status as regent is generally justified, it is still somewhat tainted.
There are some shadows of a coup.
"...Thank you, Your Highness." Aaron said equally seriously: "When I go to participate in the war, please take care of yourself, Your Highness, and please don't forget that I will always be behind you!"
What she didn't notice was that as the high-waisted part of the black pantyhose clung to her lower abdomen, the pink-purple chaos pattern flashed slightly, and extremely weak energy once again took advantage of the gap, covering the waistband of the stockings with pearlescent luster.
On the skin underneath, a complex pink-purple voluptuous pattern can be faintly seen.
"Eradicate chaos, expand territory, bring order, and complete conquest!"
"Pfft~" The regent princess was amused by Aaron, and Alice Serre couldn't help but joked: "So, Lord Salian wants to be the man behind me?"
Manakorn-Anaheim, son of Bane, also received news that Aaron planned to join the Arabel Restoration Army.
She said no more, but stretched out her hand tremblingly, motioning for Aaron to come forward.
Even if Aaron is a charismatic guy, I will be stunned when I look at him!
However, Aaron's astonished eyes quickly faded away. He came today to tell Alice Sayre that he was about to join the Battle of Arabelle.
She has always admired her father. In her mind, her father Assan IV is the most perfect man in the world.
Her body also has a similar cycle to the dragon, with regular estrus, and because she is human, the estrus cycle is very short. Within this short period of time, her sanity will be taken away by the blood of the red dragon.
Overwhelmed by reproductive instincts.
"That's why I hope you, brother, will take Alice down hard!" Charlotte was still laughing. The eldest lady said that she had seen this scene many times, but she still laughed every time because she was usually serious and high-spirited.
It's really interesting that the cold Alice Searle behaves like this.
"Yes, that's why I decided to endure the humiliation. Ms. Raul took too many risks." Seeing that Aaron could understand her, Alice Searle narrowed her eyes and softened her expression: "It's a pity that she is such a person, and because of this
It is this kind of spirit that is valued by my father. I will not stop her, just like I will not stop you."
The majestic, cold and holy face of Alice Searle is inherently attractive, and paired with her usual dress, the charm of being half regent and half iceberg beauty emerges immediately.
"I can't help laughing at all!" These were the eldest lady's original words.
"This is also my father's wish!"
"Yes!" The people roared like thunder. They were all glorious Cormyrians and militant soldiers. The words of the Son of God simply spoke into their hearts.
The Anaheim family immediately began to make large-scale preparations to join the war.
The trumpet sound from the war is getting closer and closer.