Infinite Heroes Seat

Renault Mograine, Sally Whitemane, the son and adopted daughter of Highlord Alexandros Mograine, are also small famous figures in the original history, of course not because they are worthy of talent. To the second-rate strength, but because of the "scandal" between them.

As the adopted daughter and son of the Ashbringer, Sally Whitemane and Renault Mograine grew up together as their childhood sweethearts and loved each other. But Alexandros was totally unacceptable that his son actually fell in love with his adopted daughter. He asked his son to strictly observe the knight’s ancient tenets of humility, honor, bravery, sacrifice, mercy, faith, honesty, and justice. He should treat women with respect. And politeness, and the knight only has the duty to protect the lady, and does not have the right to possess, so two people are not allowed to be together. In this regard, Renault is very angry. In addition, since he has been competitive since he was a child, he has never been praised by his father, but his younger brother Darion has always been loved by the latter, making Renault's hatred of his father even stronger. Finally, under the bewitching of the devil, Mograine killed his father with the Ashbringer while Mograine was exhausted in the battle against the natural disasters.

The demon in the previous life was Barnazar, but this time it was Varimathras.

After the Battle of Tyr’s Hand, because he personally picked out the two dreadlords and beheaded one to prevent the other from escaping, Mo Wen has established a lot of prestige in the Scarlet Crusade , So when he said that Alexandros died at the hands of his son, although the senior Scarlet Crusades were surprised, they finally chose to believe it, and everything was simple after that.

The natural disaster was in Lordaeron's base camp-Naxxramas, without Kel'Thuzad and other masters, was easily plugged by the blood elves and the Scarlet Crusade. Everyone had saved Mograine, who had become a death knight, and snatched back the fallen Ashbringer, and finally came to the Scarlet Monastery together.

Then the truth came to light. Facing the rebellious son, the angry soul of the old Mograine in the Ashbringer reappeared. Mentioned that the Ashbringer wanted revenge, and Renault collapsed on the spot, shouting hoarsely, ‘Father, I was wrong! I was really wrong! Please forgive me! ’Let everything be self-inflicted. By the way, Renault should have died in the hands of his father's souls, but Mo Wen stopped him, and the fallen Ashbringer was sealed. But this is not a good thing for Renault and Whitemane.

Imprisoned in the basement, Renault seemed to be in his early teens at this time. There were scars all over his body, and his face was as ugly as white paper. Although the body of Whiteman who was tied together was intact, he seemed to be breaking down, his eyes blank and weeping low.

"What happened to what I want you to do?"

Facing Mo Wen’s questioning, Varimathras nodded hurriedly, as if a dogleg flattery said: "Master, I have been torturing Renault over the past few days. Then let Whitemai. Yeah healed him, he hasn't stopped for almost a moment, look!" Varimathras walked to Renault's side and stretched out his hand. Revealing Renault's calf, - now a thick red line was rolled over there, completely in two colors with the surrounding flesh and blood. Terrifyingly hideous. "I chopped off his leg once, Whitemane didn't have enough mana. The scar was not completely healed, and—" he pointed to the scars on Renault's body. Varimathras showed off the achievements of the past few days to Mo Wen, his eyes full of triumph and excitement.

As demons, regardless of race, their brutality and bloodthirsty are all things inscribed in their bones, even the dreadlords clan known for their manipulating spirits.

"You two demons, the Holy Light will punish you!" As if provoked by Varimathras's behavior, Renault was still numb, but Whitemane had recovered and was brown. Staring at Mo Wen and Varimathras, he cursed fiercely.

"Little bitch, you are looking for death!"

When he was proud, he was interrupted. Varimathras' eyes flashed with a sharp look, and he reached out his hand and wanted to slap Whitemane.

But when his hand reached halfway, its movement stopped.

Because of its peripheral vision, Mo Wen was still sitting in the same place calmly, without any discomfort at all. Instead, he looked at Whitemane with interest, not knowing what he was thinking. Suddenly, a thought suddenly appeared in Varimathras's mind-this new master of his own wouldn't be attracted to this woman, right?

Indeed, by human standards, this silver-haired woman is a rare stunner. She is **** and charming. Without any movement, she has a natural charm. Her body is protruding forward and backward, and her two legs are long and white. It is obviously a very solemn priest's robe, but when worn on her, people can think of a bed at first glance, and at the second glance, they want to tear the clothes to pieces, pressing her under her body severely.

The two are imprisoned here together, but the new master only works on the man and heals the woman. If it is for torture and pleasure, there is no need to do this, and the two should take turns, unless- —The owner has taken a fancy to that woman and wants to make her surrender in this way.

In a short moment, Varimathras filled his mind with countless things, and put down his raised palm weakly, then turned around and slapped Renault severely.

"Asshole stuff!"

Snapped!

Half of Renault's face was swollen by the slap, but he himself still looked desolate, as if he was here with a bladder. There was no reaction at all. Instead, it was Whitemane. Anxious and angry, he kept calling to Varimathras.

"Stop! You devil, stop! Torture me if you want to torture, please let Renault go."

On the other side, Mo Wen also noticed Varimathras’s bizarre performance, but didn’t think much about it. Instead, he glanced at Whitemane, and then said calmly: “Varimasas, let them go. !"

Varimathras was taken aback. Although Renault and Whitemane had been tossed for a long time, they still retained some strength. Wouldn't you worry about the two making trouble if you let them go?

But then Varimathras thought about how his two elder brothers died and how he was easily subdued, so he didn't care much, —— this man and woman are worse than their own, if they dare to make trouble. , I am afraid the end will be even worse.

For the same reason, Whitemane seemed to understand. After being put down by Varimathras, she took a complicated look at Mo Wen, and then sat on the ground, helping Renault to begin to heal him with Holy Light. The injuries come.

As for Renault, there is no sign of improvement. Even if he was put down from the wall, he still remained silent. If Whiteman had not supported him, he would fall to the ground. Obviously he felt guilty about his father and how much he felt. The torture in the sky has already tortured this crusader to the point of losing his last vitality~www.readwn.com~ The whole person is numb.

"Renault, Renault, wake up, please, don't scare me!"

But while holding on to Renault, Whitemane did not give up, even though his eyes were full of tears, while the light in his hand kept on, while whispering.

"Sa, Sally"

It seemed that Whitemane's call evoked the last fond memories in Renault's heart. The latter's numb eyes gradually recovered a little light, and his fingers moved slightly.

"Renault!"

Whitemane was overjoyed when she saw this, but before she could smile, Mo Wen's indifferent voice rang again.

"Varimasas, kill that man!" (To be continued...)

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