Lone Wolf of the Freljord

"Ah..." Evelyn smiled bitterly, "God, even if you are a slave now, you are still so unlikable."

"I don't have the patience to play with you, I'll give you a minute." Morgana glanced at the wall clock in the room, "After a minute, I'll forcibly break through here."

"Can't we discuss it?" Evelyn still didn't give up, "Why don't you give me that thing, I'll go and say something nice to Rorschach and ask him to give you a certain degree of freedom, he is my child, or will he Listen to what I have to say."

"Forty seconds left." Morgana said.

"I can give you anything, what are you interested in? Jewelry? Wealth? Magic items? Trust me, I can bring you anything." Evelyn's voice was full of seduction.

"There are still twenty seconds." Morgana said.

"Really don't think about it? As long as you and I cooperate, the whole world is our plaything, even Rorschach can share with us, and we still..."

"Time is up." Morgana waved her hand, and the dark flames began to slam into the door.

"I tell you!" Evelyn said immediately.

The flame stopped in front of the door, and Morgana said, "Speak."

"Oh... it's really impossible for you brainless bastards." Evelyn scolded in a low voice, then crossed her hips and pointed at the **** in Morgana's hand, "Look carefully, it looks like what?"

Morgana observed what was in her hand for a long time, and then said to Evelyn, "I can't see it."

Evelyn's eyes widened in surprise: "Didn't you do it with Rorschach?"

"Done."

"Did you serve him with your mouth? Front and back?"

"I've used them all, and I've used them on hands, cleavage, armpits, knee sockets, inner thighs, inner calves, soles."

Morgana recalled carefully with a blank face, "I have already ordered all the body parts that can be used to clamp the Rorschach thing."

Evelyn was half jealous and half strange: "Rorschach really likes you... You have been developed into this by him, don't you understand?"

"Understand what?"

"That **** is exactly the same as Rorschach's!" Evelyn said with a headache.

"Really?" Morgana was a little surprised, "I didn't observe it carefully, so it was."

Evelyn was speechless, she had to start re-examining this **** who didn't know whether to be careful or careless.

"Why is this thing the same as Rorschach's?" Morgana asked while looking at the **** herself.

"Because I made it according to his one-to-one ratio, using very good materials, but it took me a lot of work." Evelyn said aggrievedly, "I like to use this thing to comfort myself at night, Rorschach after all

He's very busy, and he doesn't come to me every day. "

"Lie." Morgana said coldly, "Since that's the case, there's no need for you to put it in other women's bodies."

"I did this to choose a maid worthy of Rorschach." Evelyn explained, "There are many members of the House of Pleasure, but there has never been one who can withstand Rorschach's favor anytime, anywhere, so I use it to select people like that."

"This thing only has this function?"

"Strictly speaking, that's what it does."

Morgana stared at Evelyn.

She could sense that Evelyn was lying, but not completely, at least telling the truth. If Evelyn is a human, Morgana can use her divine fire that can directly burn her soul to force her to tell the truth, but Evelynn is a demon and will not be so easily forced to ask, and secondly, Morgana I also feel that I can't be completely hostile to Evelyn for the time being. At least she is still her master's mother. If the two sides really have a big conflict, the possibility of Rorschach helping Evelyn is still much higher than helping her.

Morgana didn't expect to force a cunning demon to reveal everything at once. Anyway, if the **** is in her hands, then she has the initiative.

Morgana's hands ignited, and the golden jade **** disappeared from her hands.

"Really won't you give it back to me?" Evelyn said disappointedly.

"We'll talk about it later." Morgana turned and walked towards the door. "It's time to go out. After a long time, it will make the master suspicious."

Evelyn was helpless, and the two tail thorns wrapped around Morgana for a while, and the clothes that she had just cut open tightly stayed on Morgana again.

Morgana pushed out the door.

"Don't even say thank you." The moment Morgana pushed open the door and left, Evelyn also changed back to Ser Catherine's appearance.

Seeing Morgana's disappearance, Evelyn smiled: "Have you caught my handle... well, that's interesting, the days to come are still long. Hehe..."

...

That night, in the dead of night, except for the guards standing guard outside the gate, everyone in the mansion slept.

Rorschach's room was not calm.

Morgana had just rested in her room for a while when she was ordered by Rorschach to come to his room.

Morgana found that she would be forcibly ordered by him no matter how far she was from Rorschach, but Morgana didn't need to sleep, so she came directly.

The purpose of Rorschach calling her here is also very simple. Rorschach injects his seeds into Morgana every day to achieve continuous control over Morgana.

Now, Morgana knelt between Rorschach's legs lying on the bed, serving him with her deep cleavage and tongue.

"It looks exactly like a dildo..." Morgana observed while licking.

Morgana is not the only one serving Rorschach tonight. In fact, Rorschach's desires seem endless. Morgana has never served him alone. Every time Rorschach will summon a group of women from the House of Pleasure. Served him, and the women were kneeling on the bed like Morgana, licking every part of Rorschach with their tongues.

"This guy is like this every day, is it a demon of lust?" Morgana couldn't help but guess.

But tonight's service is a bit special, because there is still one person.

Evelyn.

Evelyn changed back to her original appearance, resting her thigh on Rorschach's head, and put her **** into Rorschach's mouth, Rorschach sucked Evelyn's milk like a baby.

"Devils also have milk? Are demons also mammals? Are demons living creatures?" Morgana always felt that there were more and more mysteries.

As she thought about it, she felt like her mouth was full.

A lot of juice overflowed from Morgana's mouth and slid onto her breasts. The strange thing was that the viscous liquid didn't stick to it, but gurgled from her **** like extremely smooth drops of water. It slipped and fell on the faces of other women, but it didn't stick to Morgana at all.

Those women ate the liquid like sweets, and Evelyn looked at Morgana with interest: "I heard that your body cannot be sullied, and it seems that it is true now."

Morgana didn't answer, she remembered what Angel taught, she was using her tongue to clean up Rorschach's clone meticulously.

"Ah..." Rorschach let go of Evelyn's **** and sneered, "So what if you can't be tainted, you have to obey me, don't you think? Morgana."

"Yes, Master." Morgana said perfunctorily, "If this can satisfy your desire to conquer, Master, that's fine."

"Hehehehe." Evelyn smiled tenderly, "Rorschach, your little slave doesn't look very convinced."

"She will be convinced. Her body won't be stained, which doesn't mean the others won't." Rorschach said confidently, "Morgana, you are going to a place with me tomorrow."

"Where?"

"Army." Rorschach grinned, "I want you to help me by bewitching a person, or... a dragon."

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Demacia, it seems that an army is taming dragons.

- The Noxian War Mason Bulletin

Chapter 840: Shyvana's Dragon Guard

Jerick took back a large pile of mountain palm leaves and threw them into the big bonfire in front of him.

The leaves burnt in the campfire, giving off a peculiar smell that Jerick wanted to carry a little further downwind so they would be safe tonight.

"Still afraid?" A woman's voice rose from Jerick. It was a dark-skinned female soldier. She was wearing bright red armor like Jerick. She also held a large bundle of palm leaves and threw it into the fire. In the pile, sparks splattered in front of her breastplate, leaving no trace. .

"Yesenia?" Jerick said strangely, "Shouldn't you be resting now?"

"This smell is too strong, I can't sleep, so I'll help you." Yesenia shook her arm and punched Jerick's bright red breastplate, "Don't think too much, we're not done. Did you join this army only when you were enlightened?"

"Yeah..." Jerick bowed his head and said, "But I joined the Dragon Guard after I was ready to fight the giant dragon.

of... instead of..."

"It's meaningless to say those things now." Yesenia interrupted Jerick. "No matter what, she is now our comrade-in-arms and the person appointed by His Majesty the King and His Royal Highness. We must believe her."

Jerick knew that Yesenia was right, but knowing it was one thing, and being able to do it was another.

"Have you got enough palm leaves?" Another happy man's voice sounded. The two turned around and saw a chubby fat man.

"Anden, do you think this really works?" Jerick asked. "You can drive away the dragon by burning a bunch of leaves?"

Anden shook his beard: "Well...Although I have studied giant dragons all my life, this is the first time I heard that giant dragons hate the smell of palm leaves, but since she said that, there should be nothing wrong, after all She's a dragon herself."

Jerick was dumbfounded.

They are the Dragon Guards, a secret force that was formed not long ago by King Jarvan III and Prince Jarvan IV of Demacia, accusing them of helping Demacia eradicate the beasts that endanger national security.

Demacia has a pleasant climate and abundant resources, so it also attracts many beasts to live here, including many powerful magical creatures, the most typical of which is the dragon.

Demacia has been deeply harmed by dragons since its founding. These sensitive, irritable and powerful creatures find it difficult to coexist peacefully with humans. The two sides always get bigger as soon as they meet. The number of Demacians killed by dragons every year. No less than those killed by Noxian troops and Freljord raiders.

So when such a lofty team was established, Jerick signed up almost without thinking, even though he had been given the opportunity to enter the most elite force in Demacia, the Dreadnought Vanguard, but he still resolutely Abandoning a future of glory and adoration, opting to join this secret army that may never be made public.

The reason is very simple. Jerick's sister, uncle and good brother who grew up with him all died on the same end.

In the flames that the dragon breathes.

So Jerrick was very excited to get the chance to fight the dragon.

But he did not think carefully at the time, why such a lofty army would need to carry out

Confidential.

Because this army has a dragon as a member.

"Hey... I knew I would join the Fearless Pioneer..." Jerick has been regretting it every day recently. At least he went to the Fearless Pioneer, so he doesn't have to worry so much every day.

"Two hundred bundles of mountain palm leaves, are you ready?" A slightly hoarse female voice sounded.

Jerick's heart sank. He turned around and saw the woman standing behind him.

With blue-purple skin, crimson eyes, and the bright red armor attached to the body like dragon scales, no matter how you look at it, they are not human.

Even though he had known this woman for a long time, Jerick still dared not look her in the eye.

In the entire Dragon Guard unit, no one dared to look directly at the fierce beast that seemed to crush him.

Except for Andon

"Report sir Shyvana!" Anden stood up and reported, "According to the original plan, it's almost time! By the way, sir, do dragons really hate the smell of palm leaves?"

"Yes." Sylvana is used to asking various questions about Anden, who is very keen on studying giant dragons, "For giant dragons, this taste is as disgusting as rotten meat, dragons will not have this kind of A place to stay for a long time.”

"Then why don't you hate it, sir?" Anden took the notes and recorded it seriously, "You are also a dragon?"

Jerick really wanted to gag Andon's open mouth.

Shyvana was not angry: "I am half human and half dragon. I have some human habits and some dragon hair. It may be that my human part makes me less repulsive to this smell."

"Oh, oh, interesting idea. Mixing blood will change the habits inherited from the blood of both sides. I have learned and learned!" Anden was as happy as a child every time he acquired new knowledge about dragons.

Shyvana nodded, turned and left without saying a word.

Just when Jerick breathed a sigh of relief, Shyvana turned back: "Jerrick, remember to call at dawn tomorrow."

"Yes, sir," Jerick said.

He is the deputy commander of the Dragon Guard, second only to Shyvana. In fact, Shyvana has no experience in leading troops at all, and often asks Jerick for advice.

"Actually, I'm also a recruit..." Jerick complained in his heart.

"By the way, someone will send us logistical supplies tonight." Shyvana said, "Jerrick, Yesenia, you two go pick it up with me."

"Yes." The two replied in unison.

Most of the Dragon Guards were still collecting palm leaves in the forest, while Shyvana brought Jerick and Yesenia, and a group of logisticians to a hidden place in the forest, waiting for the arrival of the logisticians. .

Because the Dragon Guard is a secret army, although the entire army plus scouts and logistical troops has less than 300 people, the supply of supplies is still very troublesome, and the supply team has to secretly deliver supplies to them.

At midnight, the material team arrived.

The carriage stopped in front of the crowd, and a young man jumped out of the car and smiled at Shyvana:

How are you? Shyvana. "

Shyvana walked over and hugged the young man, "It's always nice to see you, Robert."

Jerrick knew the man, and he was the long-time supporter of Dragon Guard logistics, Robert of the Crown Guards.

A very ordinary, very hearty man who doesn't seem to have any scheming.

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