Chapter 93 Chocolate Cream Puffs
The next day.
Anya Nightblade woke up slowly with a splitting headache.
"I am..." She had just regained consciousness from the fragment, and she was still a little confused about the situation.
She found herself lying in a fairly well-decorated living room, with a soft bed underneath her.
This is where?
Remembering that she came to visit Red Dragon yesterday, and then drank with him, and then, and then...
She tried hard to sort out the chaotic memories in her mind, and then sat up from the bed.
At the same time, the symptoms of nasal congestion caused by drinking were relieved immediately, and a strange smell rushed into the newly ventilated nose.
"What kind of smell is this?"
Anya frowned at the fishy smell she had never smelled before, and then she found that she was naked and only covered with a thin blanket.
A chill ran down her spine, Anya suddenly realized something and lifted the blanket.
It was as if lightning flashed through her mind. At this moment, she recalled everything before she lost consciousness yesterday.
A short moan almost escaped her throat, but she swallowed it back in time.
Once upon a time, a hero made a dragon drunk with wine, and then took the opportunity to kill the dragon, which became a classic legend among the bards.
Nowadays, a dark elf wants to recreate this legend, and then...
he gets drunk by the dragon, and then gets pouted by the dragon.
If such a thing could reach the mouths of bards, it would surely become a classic.
A classic joke.
At this time, in the living room on the sixth floor of the tower, Isabel laughed endlessly at the screen projected by [Watcher], and finally rolled over on the bed holding her stomach.
Damn red dragon!
Anya gritted her teeth, clenched the sheets and blankets with her hands, and the anger deep in her eyes was about to burst out.
I have decided that I will kill you when I get that book! !
But she controlled her expression in time, because she suddenly noticed a certain aura in the room - it was a demon statue, quietly waiting in the corner.
Seeing her getting up from the bed, the demon slowly stepped forward and saluted her: "Mistress, I am here to wait for you to wake up under the command of the master." "Where is Mr. Ganouen now?"
Anya thought about it. Thinking about it, he asked.
"Master has washed up first and is waiting for you in the restaurant. Do you need to take a shower and change clothes now?" the golem asked respectfully.
"That's so considerate." Anya controlled the muscles on her face to squeeze out a smile, "Then let me take a bath first."
"The hot water is ready, please!" The golem spread his hands in the direction of the bathroom.
Calm down, Anya, there's no way to change what happened. What's happened now, we can only swallow failure first and then rearrange things.
Anya tried hard to persuade herself to calm down.
Then Anya soaked in the large bathtub filled with water, tried to stretch her stiff body, and then couldn't help but help her waist.
No, don’t imagine it!
Anya tried her best to shake her head to avoid falling into uncontrollable nausea.
The memory after being drunk yesterday was basically washed away by the alcohol. Only the memory of the question and answer with the red dragon before passing out still remained in my mind.
Unexpectedly, that book actually has the power to protect against poisoning. It is basically impossible to make the red dragon lose consciousness through drugging or spells.
Red Dragon basically carries the book with him, so stealing it directly is a huge risk.
The only feasible solution is to find an opportunity to trick Red Dragon into handing the book into her hands.
Thinking in a positive direction, after this night, the red dragon has this relationship with her, so he should trust her more.
Then just confirm the degree of Red Dragon's trust in her and create an opportunity...
Oh yeah, that alternative might come in handy.
While thinking about it, she dried her body, put on her clothes, and walked out of the room to go to the dining room - after all, she couldn't keep Ganouen waiting for too long.
When going from the living room on the second floor to the dining room, you will pass by the corridor entrance. As soon as you get there, Anya can sense the scent of other people.
She immediately recognized the smell, and with a bit of displeasure, she turned her head and met Isbell's gaze as she walked slowly downstairs.
Isabel looked at her with a cold face, and she also looked at Isabel with a cold face.
The wood elves of late summer were once subjects of the same elven empire as the high elves of the Elemental Federation.
At that time, the race that the elves hated the most was the dark elves who had the same origin as them but followed different beliefs and paths.
The feud between the two sides can be traced back to their tribal times, but in the past thousand years, neither the wood elves nor the high elves have had any large-scale conflicts with the dark elves.
However, racial opposition brought about by historical origins has always existed, and this opposition is deeply rooted in their traditional concepts. In the eyes of elves, dark elves are cunning and evil. In the eyes of dark elves, elves are sanctimonious and pretentious.
When a dark elf and an elf meet, the most friendly way of communication is to ignore each other, and the first words will be sarcastic. As for fists, kicks, and even swords, that is considered normal.
The two of them looked at each other and checked their eyes. Both of them disliked each other very much.
"Huh, look at you, you had a great time last night, didn't you? Chocolate meringue cream puffs?" Isbell first spoke in a mocking tone.
Chocolate meringue cream puffs? What the hell is this guy talking about?
Anya didn't understand the metaphor, but she could tell that it was a taunt.
She thought quickly of a way to retaliate.
By the way, according to the intelligence, this elf has been trained by the red dragon. Judging from yesterday's performance, the same is true. Now he should be talking to her out of jealousy.
Then she put a smile on her lips: "Thanks to you, I am indeed very happy. What a pity. From today on, Ganouen will no longer need you. I remember how he described you, a woman as boring as wood. ?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt sick in her heart. Although it was to retaliate against the white-skinned elf for saying something against his will, she felt extremely uncomfortable just thinking about what happened yesterday.
Who would like to be fucked by a red dragon as much as you, white-skinned bitch!
To taunt the elf with this matter was tantamount to hurting the enemy by a thousand and hurting herself by eight hundred.
However, when she saw Isabel glaring at her, she found some psychological comfort.
"Remember it, I will be the hostess here from now on. It's better to clarify your own status." Anya said these words to Isbell and walked towards the restaurant.
Isabel watched Anya enter the restaurant with a look of reluctance, and immediately put away her expression and touched her face.
Performing is really not easy. Facing this dark elf, she couldn't help but laugh out loud several times.
By the way, this guy has a really strong psychological quality.
She originally came here specifically to see the other party's reaction, but she didn't expect that the dark elf had suffered such a big loss and could still pretend to be nonchalant.
Look at how you will cry when you are trained by Ganouen when you look back!
With such expectation, Isabel turned around and went back to the floor where she lived.
In the restaurant, Ganouen smiled meaningfully as soon as he saw Anya coming in: "You're here. How did you sleep last night? Did you dream of anything?" "Really..." Anya said with strong murderous
intent. Deep down in his heart, he pretended to be shy and avoided Ganouen's gaze, "You were too intense yesterday. I almost couldn't get up." "I'm sorry, sorry,
with your charm, it's really difficult." Keep it under control, I will be a little more restrained next time." Ganouen said and asked Anya to sit down, "Sit down and eat, it has been prepared for you." Do you want a next time
? Before that, I will definitely send you back to the west! !
Anya cursed fiercely in her heart and sat down with a smile. The golem quickly presented her with clear soup, white bread and fried mutton rolls.
But Anya did not move the tableware, but kept staring at Ganouen with a smile, and then solemnly called out: "My husband." "
Huh?" Ganouen stopped when he heard the title. The movement of bringing food in her mouth, "What's wrong? Suddenly..." "
Don't you like this title?" Anya put on an uneasy look, "I have entrusted my body and mind to you, you shouldn't not intend to Are you responsible for me?"
Ganouen raised his eyebrows, and then laughed: "Hahaha, how could it be? I can't bear to let go of a good woman like you. On the contrary, you want to run away from me now, but you have already No chance."
"That's great! I'm still thinking, what should I do if you dislike me?" Anya put her hand on her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't worry, I like you very much. From now on, you will be the mistress of my territory. During the time you live here, you can tell the demons here if you have any orders, and they will obey them." Gano En said, putting a large piece of meat into his mouth.
"Thank you husband for your trust." Anya responded happily.
Half of this happiness is true. It seems that what happened yesterday really made Red Dragon trust her. The plan of pouring wine into Red Dragon failed. She still has a chance to use the beauty trap to get the book. .
"Now that we have established a relationship, when will Dao Daofu be willing to come to Nitriland? My mother, the matron of the Night Blade family, must be looking forward to your arrival." Anya asked.
"I really want to, but...there are still some troubles in this territory that have not been resolved." Ganouen said with deep meaning.
"What are you worried about, husband, about the movements of the Principality of Xihe?" Anya heard what he meant.
"There is also the Dragon Spine Empire." Ganon added, "I'm sorry to say it, but I have been worried that I don't have a suitable intelligence source to understand the movements of these humans."
"Oh, if it's just such a small matter, let me share your worries." Anya raised the corner of her mouth.
(End of chapter)