Blasphemy: Test 5

Before dawn, a group of knights in bright armor left the city of Say and galloped towards Dresden, the capital of the principality in the northwest.

The cold wind that hit his face did not make Rogge curl up. Instead, he unbuttoned his collar and allowed the biting cold wind to penetrate freely into his clothes. He was so excited. A new magical path had opened in front of him. Although he had just set foot on it, and although he was not the only one who had walked on this path, after all, it was a path with not many The path that people have traveled.

Right now, all Rogge is thinking about is 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 time to think 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 the civilization of the south, he has the confidence to succeed in this circle Stir up a storm.

From time to time, concerned eyes fell on Rogge’s back. Rogge smiled slightly and turned back casually. Not far behind him, Adjani immediately blushed and turned her head away. Feng Die, who was following him, slightly twitched the corners of his mouth and turned his head to look elsewhere. Although her face shield with delicate flower branches covered most of her face, Rogge's sharp eyes still found that there was no blood at all on her lips.

The fat man turned his head back and smiled proudly. The fifty elf knights following him were once again selected from the eight hundred elf warriors, and they would execute their orders to the letter. Even Feng Die will not disobey. Never in his life had he had such joy in having everything under control!

Roger roared and galloped away. Dozens of elf knights followed closely.

Only a trail of smoke and dust was left.

Although the heavy snow has just stopped, all the snow on Dresden's Diliugen Avenue has been cleared away, revealing the neatly pieced bluestone slabs underneath. Two rows of tall arctic ice pines were planted on both sides of the avenue. In the severe cold, the dense needles had turned dark green. Instead of adding a lively atmosphere to the surrounding dark gray and brown tall buildings, this green only made the entire avenue more solemn and solemn.

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

In one of the magnificent mansions, Hilley was sitting in his luxurious living room, carefully reading the letter in his hand through crystal glasses. He is tall and thin, with his white hair neatly arranged. He wears three large, crude-looking rings on his left hand.

Across from the majestic old man, Will was sitting in a gorgeous gold-embroidered armchair.

The roaring fire is burning in the fireplace, and the living room is as warm as spring. But Will's forehead was covered with sweat, and his hands gripped the hem of his clothes tightly, his knuckles turning white from the exertion.

Will was very nervous. He was just a small civilian tax collector. In the strict-hierarchical Holy Alliance, the boundaries between civilians and nobles were very clear. Moreover, the Marquis of Hilley sitting in front of him was none other than A. One of the most powerful nobles in the Principality of Lei, he is the Minister of State who controls the government affairs of the Principality.

It is a great honor for Will, who has a humble status, to sit in front of the Marquis of Hilley. Will knew very well that this was not because of how important he was, but because of the letter in Hilley's hand.

Hilay read the two-page letter three times before raising his head and asking in an unhurried voice: "What does this great magician Rogge want to do for you?" If you are serving Grand Duke Tikrik, why did you come to me, a useless old man, first?”

Will quickly presented the words he had memorized in his heart: "Lord Rogge, the Hilley family is an ancient family that assisted the Tikrik family in establishing the Principality of Are, and it is an honor for him to have you as the introducer. ."

Hilai stroked his long beard, pondered for a moment, and then asked: "Master Rogge must be an amazing great magician to have a private elf guard. In the Holy Alliance, the status of a great magician is important. He is far higher than the little nobles like us in remote areas! If he directly asks to see the Grand Duke, he will also receive a grand reception."

"Lord Rogge said that although the Principality of Are is not big, the upper class society does not lack nobles with a long history and noble blood. To enter the social circle of nobles, a noble introducer is indispensable."

"Haha." Shilai laughed lowly, "Lord Rogge really thinks highly of this useless old man like me! Very good, please go back and tell Lord Rogge that I am very honored to have this opportunity to serve as This great magician was the introducer in the court and Dresden's high society. When he arrived in Dresden three days later, I thought there would be a welcome ceremony befitting his status."

Hilai personally sent Will out of the gate, and then he rode his horse and disappeared into the snow, and then turned back home.

A pale middle-aged man sent Will away with Shilai. It wasn’t until the heavy door slammed shut that he asked: "Father, given your status, if you want to send off the great magician Luo His character is fair enough. But he is a small tax official and a commoner. Is it worthy for you to brave the cold and send him out of the house? Besides, he hasn’t sent any gifts yet, which is very rude!"

"Jorgen, you are the deputy director of the Principality's Legal Affairs Department. You don't know what is happening in Earl Sholuk's territory, right?"

"You mean the demon resurrection incident that happened ten days ago? Now the news may have spread throughout the principality, no, even in the Holy Alliance. You know, the speed of rumors is beyond our imagination. I heard that It was this Rogge who subdued the ancient demon. Judging from the report, this demon was so powerful that it even destroyed most of the castle that Luck had been strengthening for hundreds of years! It’s unimaginable. I went to Luck this summer. Where is Earl Leke's territory! Earl Leke's castle is built of granite that is two feet long, half a foot thick!"

Xilai interrupted his son impatiently and said: "Apart from what was said in the report and what you saw yourself, didn't you see anything else? Use your brain more! Alas ."

Jorgen thought hard for a moment, but obviously, as a son of a noble family, wine and beauty were his strengths. It was beyond his ability to infer something new from the facts listed in the report and the analysis done.

"Ah, Father! I understand! You see, after Mr. Rogge sealed the demon, he actually let his elf warriors occupy the Say Castle, and he himself also lived in Count Lek's castle. He must want to take possession of the territory and wealth left by Luck, and hope that we can give him support! Aha! Father, this is not a trivial matter! He actually didn't send any gifts, what a stingy person! Maybe we should ask him for two elf slaves. I heard that every elf under him is of the highest quality! Maybe they will be more beautiful than the several elf slaves of Grand Duke Tikrik!"

Hilai let out a long sigh.

"Jorgen, it is true that he wants to occupy Luck's territory. Maybe he really wants to guard the devil's seal. In this case, it is a good thing for all of us. However, as powerful as him The magician has a guard composed of hundreds of elven warriors. This strength is really too strong for us in the Principality of Arei. No country will not welcome a powerful magician, and the Principality of Arei is no exception. . Of course, with the exception of our mortal enemy, the court magician Mr. Gnavara! This Mr. Rogge is obviously not an ordinary magician! Luck’s wealth is, for a high-level magician like him, It’s nothing. He has no need to covet this thing. Think about it, what will happen if such a powerful magician appears and plans to settle in the Principality of Are? My sworn enemies will definitely be there. I tried to win over him at the first time! But now he takes the initiative to ask me to be his recommender. This is simply a good thing falling from the sky! Jorgen, the kindness of a great magician is the best gift to us. !"

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

"When I was young, I traveled to the south and came into contact with the developed magical civilization in the south. Every magician has ambitions. But their ambitions are more about chasing powerful power rather than the secular world. In terms of wealth and power. The ambition of the great magician Rogge will never be limited to the Principality of Are. This country may be enough for a magician like Gnavara, but for a great magician who can seal the devil For a teacher, such a country is too small. When his eyes are focused on further goals, the trivial affairs of this remote small country will inevitably need people to take care of him. Therefore, his ambitions become more and more important. Big, for us, maybe it is a good thing. I only have a son like you. At such an old age, I am still worrying about the affairs of the principality. This is all for you! If I were not in my position once , how can you fight those old foxes? Now, if our family can get the support of the great magician Rogge, then I can retire with peace of mind."

Jorgen nodded pretending to understand.

Xilai sighed. He only hoped that his drunken and lascivious son could pass on the family in peace. The two grandsons are less than ten years old, and I am afraid that I will not be able to support them when they grow up.

The old man sat on the sofa brought from the south, thinking carefully. After a while, he ordered the carriage to be prepared, and as soon as Grand Duke Tiklik finished his lunch break, he was ready to meet the Grand Duke and arrange a welcome ceremony for the great magician Rogge.

When Rogge and his party stopped in a small town, it was still noon and they had just walked dozens of kilometers. He went straight to the largest inn in the town, booked it entirely, and 'invited' all the guests out at double the price. A six-person adventure team was obviously not happy with Rogge's domineering behavior, and they cursed and got into a fighting stance. But in the blink of an eye, they were knocked down by Feng Die one by one, thrown out of the inn door, and had to walk away in despair.

The arrival of dozens of elf knights caused a sensation in the entire town, and countless curious townspeople flocked in just to take a look at the legendary elves. Rogge deliberately let the townspeople see the beautiful faces of several elves before completely closing the door of the inn.

The fat man was not in a hurry to rush to Dresden. He needed to give the officials of the Principality of Are some time to react. He did not doubt that Xi Lai would reject his proposal. No one would refuse the goodwill of a great magician. Moreover, the great nobles of the Duke of Are were not just the Xi Lai family. If this old guy is ignorant, he still has several candidates!

Before that, he still had some preparation work to do.

As soon as Rogge sat down in the room, the door opened quietly, and Adjani flashed in. With a whoosh, her hot body fell into Rogge's arms.

Roger waved his hand, and a breeze closed the door.

The temperature in the room suddenly rose several degrees, and in a moment, Adjani was already naked and thrown on the bed by Rogge. Her skin was a little sickly pale, and her soft curves mixed with a sense of strength and femininity. As a shadow swordsman, she is considered plump among elves, but elves are naturally thin and pretty, so she still looks very slender. Only the round buttocks and a pair of long legs are full of strength.

Under the dim light, Adjani's **** 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 were gripping the sheets tightly, and her legs were twisted together, not daring to move. Like most elves, her **** are not very big and can only be grasped, but they are beautiful and straight.

She was not extremely beautiful, but her shyness at that moment was enough to charm everyone.

Rogg stared at her **** for a long time before gently holding her feet. Adjani's whole body trembled, and her fingers tightened their grip. Rogge's hands carefully moved up her legs, and slowly opened Adjani's twisted legs. He suddenly used his hands to spread Adjani's legs wide apart, almost forming a straight line. The mysterious and plump square inch was completely displayed in front of Rogge's eyes without any cover or reservation.

Adjani exclaimed, this posture was too embarrassing, and she felt Rogge's heavy breath spraying on her most tender and sensitive part, how could she bear it? She hurriedly sat up, trying to cover her shameless area, but Roger gently lifted her legs, and she fell back on the bed again. Rogge raised her legs high and kept touching and teasing her. Ajani's moans came out from her throat, and her skin was already dyed a bright pink.

Roger couldn't bear it any longer and pounced on her, filling her up heavily...

There was an inaudible sound of a tea cup breaking from next door. That's Fengdie's room.

Roger smiled proudly and suddenly increased his movements. Adjani's uncontrollable moans penetrated through the thin walls into Feng Die's room, echoing endlessly.

After a long time, Rogge climbed down from Adjani's body. She was already as limp as mud.

Adjani stretched out her arms lazily, hooked her arms around Rogge's neck, and fell into his arms. Rogge hugged her gently and whispered in her ear: "Adjani, there is something you can help me with..."

As Adjani listened, she was suddenly shocked and hurriedly replied: "Master Rogge... this, this matter is too... I can't do it!"

Roger's face changed a little, and he said coldly: "Is what you said about 'you can go to **** for me' false?" He put down Adjani and began to sit up and get dressed.

Adjani stood up in a hurry, hugged Rogge from behind, and said in a panic: "No! Sir Rogge! I didn't mean that... You know, this is really incompatible with the beliefs of our elves. I'm really embarrassed. I'm afraid..."

Rogg snorted coldly, blocking the words "can't do it" in her throat.

Adjani pressed her face tightly against Rogge's back, and a few crystal tears slipped quietly from her cheeks.

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

Rogg then turned from anger to joy, turned around, hugged Adjani, and kissed her heavily. Adjani moaned lowly and stretched out her arms to hook Rogge's neck.

She has left everything behind. Even if she has to go to **** tomorrow, it will be tomorrow.

After kissing Rogge goodbye, Adjani got dressed and quietly left Rogge's room.

No one except Feng Die and a few other guardian warriors knew about her affair with Rogge. Rogge also repeatedly told her not to tell anyone.

Rogg relaxed his body, fell on the bed, thought for a while, and suddenly laughed proudly. Although he treated Adjani badly, the physical strength of the twelfth-level shadow swordsman was definitely not bad, and now the fat man's body was full of fatigue after the battle. He tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became strange, and a small cloud of extremely light smoke quietly poured out. The room was suddenly filled with a mysterious buzzing sound, and a flying insect the size of a palm emerged from nowhere and circled slowly in the room.

It had four transparent thin wings on its back, and its body was apparently made of dense white bones, with a black, terrifying tail spine that was two inches long trailing behind it. Its head turned out to be a skull the size of a pigeon egg, with its mouth opening and closing constantly, and a little light flashing in its empty eye sockets.

It flew around the room twice before smelling the smell of flesh and blood.

The flying insect circled in a circle, folded its thin wings, and swooped down towards Rogge! The sharp tail spines thrust forward desperately, and small sharp claws protruded from the ends of the six thin legs!

The sleeping Rogge was having a good dream, dreaming that Feng Die had to succumb to his serial methods. He was beginning to take off his clothes and saw a pair of snow peaks about to be exposed. At this moment, he suddenly felt a severe cold! Before he could think about it carefully, Rogge turned over instinctively and fell from the bed to the ground.

With a splash to the ground, the flying insect's spikes pierced the place where Rogge was lying just now. The two-inch-long terrifying spikes almost pierced the bed board! It struggled for a while before pulling out the tail thorn, and flew towards Rogge very quickly.

Rogg was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, and all his sleepiness flew out of the sky. He raised the table and blocked it. The flying insect hit the table with a bang, but then circled in the air. The small skull had sharp teeth on it, and then bit fiercely at Rogge!

Fatty is now extremely experienced in combat, and after the initial panic has passed, he is no longer so flustered. What's more, this flying insect is a type of undead creature. Although it looks extremely terrifying, how can he, a necromancer, be afraid of undead creatures?

Rogg opened a light shield with his left hand to block it out. Then two magic arrays appeared in front of him, and ten enhanced magic missiles flew out in staggered directions, blasting the flying insect into bone powder.

This time the scare is no small matter! Unconsciously, Rogge was soaked in sweat. He wiped the cold sweat from his body and was no longer afraid. This inn had already been inspected by the elves. How could such a ferocious undead flying insect suddenly emerge? It stands to reason that these undead creatures can never escape the search of the natural eye of the elves. What's more, this flying insect is not fatal. It can be used to assassinate others. The assassination attempt on Rogge, who is thick-skinned and fleshy, will only cause some injuries at most.

But when he thought of its sharp teeth, sharp claws and terrifying tail spines that were incompatible with its body, Rogden suddenly felt the flesh on his body tightening! Just being given such a mouthful by this guy, this living sin is absolutely uncomfortable!

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

Feng Yue!

Roger couldn't help but feel angry. This Fengyue was so unreasonable! I have been working very hard to cultivate magic and spiritual power, and I have recently made a major breakthrough. After taking a break after a lot of sex, a flying insect is actually going to bite me? Even if it's just to improve your strength, there's no need to work so hard! ? Also, the breath of this little thing is very weak, and it is difficult to detect its existence without actively searching. Just now in his sleep, the fat man escaped by relying on his intuition, but intuition is, to put it bluntly, luck. The fat man didn't expect to have such keen intuition next time.

When did Feng Yue have such strange undead creatures under his command? Even Rogge, the necromancer, had never heard of it.

He began to call Gregory attentively.

Anyway, when calling Fengyue, only the bone dragon will come, and it will come only once after being called several times. Now Rogge simply started to call the bone dragon directly.

The room was so small that Grigory could only stay in it by curling up as much as possible, and the table was crushed. Rogge 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!" Rogge said angrily.

"This is what the master means. She is impatient to wait for you to improve your strength! The master said that you are in a very dangerous situation now and you must always beware of someone plotting against you. This kind of training is very helpful to improve your awareness of danger. Intuition." Gregory replied meekly. It knew that Rogge's power now overwhelmed it again. The smart Gregory has always been very submissive to the strong, not to mention the insidiousness and despicability of this strong man far beyond the bone dragon's imagination!

Roger was furious.

Doesn’t this mean that I won’t have a good night’s sleep every night from now on? !How can this work! For the sake of future happiness, this matter must not be accommodated! How could he be in any danger when he was protected by a group of elf guardian warriors?

It is Rogge’s instinct to be prepared for danger in times of peace. He thought deeply, what if... in the future, when he was having **** with a woman, he was bitten or stabbed **** the **** by such a big bug, that would be no joke! Although this insect is not big, the needle just penetrated the bed board! The fat man secretly measured his own strength. If he hadn't gathered his mental protection in advance, his fat body would never be as hard as a wooden board.

"This is too ridiculous! I will never agree!" Rogge said resolutely.

"The master said, this matter is settled!" Bone Dragon replied decisively.

Gregory softened his tone and said again: "Master's master, you know, it is completely unpredictable when the master will give you a test. So I thought, for your own good~IndoMTL.com~ You'd better pay more attention at ordinary times! Don't sleep too deeply."

"Go back and tell Fengyue! I will never allow it to do this! It's so ridiculous!" Rogge became increasingly angry.

Gregory looked at Rogge with great embarrassment: "Master's master, you'd better go and talk to the master yourself about this!"

The fat man immediately felt something in his heart, and subconsciously blurted out: "Nonsense! If I dare to speak, do you still need to pass on the message!"

He suddenly woke up and his face turned red for a rare moment. A magician is actually afraid of his own pet? If you tell anyone, I'm afraid people will laugh out loud.

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

"The master is always right. I dare not tell the master what you said! Even if the message is sent to the master, the master's decision will definitely not be changed. Rather than making the master angry, it is better to follow it. ! This is also good for you, what do you think?"

Roger was silent for a while, then patted the bone dragon's head and let out a long sigh.

Gregory was silent for a long time, and also let out a long sigh.