Lone Wolf of the Freljord

"I don't know, but it seems to be a rare beast brought back by Madam from a foreign country."

Seeing that the deaconess seemed really unclear, Lothar let her leave with a sigh in her heart.

Although the deaconess concealed it well, Lothar still noticed it, and the look in her eyes before she left—with pity.

"Okay, no matter what tricks you're going to play, I'll accompany you." Lothar took a deep breath, calmed the chill in his body, and opened the door with a calm expression.

The moment the door was opened, an unusually pleasant aroma caught Lothar.

Lothar had never smelled such a fragrance before. It seemed like a floral fragrance but it was clearer than a flower fragrance, and it seemed like an incense but it was colder than incense. The cold pain has also eased a little.

"You're here." Elise sat dignifiedly at a small table with only one chair.

Lothar's eyes were instantly captured by Elise. Although this beautiful woman was dignified, her dress was not at all dignified.

She was wearing a very close-fitting black tulle nightdress with a low neckline. There were only two thin straps on the shoulders to support the whole nightdress. Elise's two buds were looming through the gauze skirt. The hem of the nightgown was so short that Lothar wondered if it could cover what it was supposed to cover.

Elise did not wear shoes, but a pair of black silk slings over the knees. The quality of the black silk was extremely high, as thin as a cicada's wings, which fully showed Elise's perfect leg shape, even her lovely ten toes. It is also well-defined.

"Why are you standing there, come here quickly." Seeing Lothar standing still, Elise stood up with a tender smile, and took Lothar into the seat.

When Elise stood up, Lothar saw the true length of the hem of her nightgown—most of her buttocks were exposed, and the underwear that was supposed to be there...

"She's not wearing..." Lothar gritted her teeth secretly.

Elise gently pressed Lothar on the chair, and then told Lothar the answer why there was only one chair - she sat directly on Lothar's lap.

"Are you hungry? I prepared a lot of delicious food for you tonight." Elise wrapped her arms around Lothar's neck, her chest just touching the tip of Lothar's nose, and the rich fragrance of Elise's body filled Lothar's body. Sa's nose.

"Ms. Elise." Lothar tried his best to control his rationality, "We haven't known each other for a long time, will it be moving too fast?"

Elise gently kissed Lothar's forehead, and picked up the goblet in one hand, which was filled with clear liquid: "Love is not wine, it takes time to brew."

Elise bit the rim of the glass, raised her head and took a sip. She put the drink in her mouth, and her pink lips suddenly blocked Lothar's mouth, who was still trying to say something.

Something extremely sweet, and something quite soft, was poured into Lothar's mouth at the same time.

"What does this feel like..." Lothar felt unusually comfortable.

After a long time, Elise opened her mouth, and a bright silver thread was connected between the lips of the two.

"Love is fire, Luo Ji." Elis twisted the water snake's waist, and her two petals were upturned and she felt Lothar's hardness.

Elise smiled charmingly, her lips sliding from the corner of Lothar's mouth to her ear: "Once it burns, it won't stop."

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Love like wine is the sweetest, first taste or bitter, but the aftertaste is endless, no matter how many years have passed, it can still emit a more and more mellow fragrance.

Fire-like love is the most dangerous. It is addictive at first, but has endless troubles. After the short-lived passion is over, there is only a burning mess left.

——Excerpt from the Noxus **** novel "Mrs. Shar's Incest and Lonely Summer"

Chapter 147 Wine

Lothar felt strange.

It stands to reason that he should directly push away Elise, who was lingering on him, but since he entered this room, a faint smouldering anger has been smoldering in his lower abdomen.

The most incredible thing for Lothar is that the coldness on his body is actually not so painful, the blood flow is constantly accelerating, and the muscles make a comfortable sound. Lothar feels the "hot" feeling after a long time.

"What the **** happened to me..." Lothar's hand climbed up to Elise's twin peaks unconsciously, as if his body began to become strange since he smelled the strange fragrance in Elise's room.

The beauty in her arms was so delicious that she took the wine over and over and sent it to Lothar's mouth.

Lothar felt as if he had entered a charming and gentle village, and did not want to get out at all.

"It's really comfortable." Lothar hasn't felt so comfortable and relaxed for a long time since he got the True Ice Magic.

"No, I can't betray Ashe." Lothar's reason pulled him back, "Just play with Elise, pry some information out of her mouth, and click on her last step."

...

Elise looked at Lothar in surprise.

The fragrance arranged in her room is a fragrant fragrance that she personally prepared, and any man who smells it will be **** and unable to extricate himself.

Elise knew that Lothar was special. Like herself, he was "blessed" by the gods, and the dose to ordinary people was definitely not enough to make Lothar completely lose his mind.

So Elise also added a potion.

The wine she feeds Lothar contains a lot of love potion. This love potion is used by the Noxian army to breed large war beasts such as dragon lizards and giant elephants. Ordinary people are afraid that one drop is enough to have seven orifices. Bleed to death.

But Elise was still cold when she touched Lothar. Obviously, the mage has not completely let go of her guard, and the frost magic is still running.

Elise patiently kept feeding Lothar with wine, and at the same time teased him with her soft parts. She needed to let Lothar take the initiative to take off all guards and devote herself to her.

But knowing that the bottle is empty, Lothar still looks as usual on the surface. Although he has actively started to **** on Elise, this is not what Elise wants - she wants to let Lothar sink into her, and the two of them The relationship between them cannot be equal, only the queen and the servant.

She wanted Lothar to leave her.

"I'm done drinking, wait a minute, I'll go get another bottle." Elise planned to go to the wine cabinet in the room to get a few more bottles of wine. In order to prevent this from happening, she prepared quite a few bottles of this." special wine".

"Wait." Lothar hugged Elise with both hands, not letting her leave his thigh, "I have something to ask you."

"He can still speak normally..." Elise was a little surprised by Lothar's physique, but her face was filled with a satisfied smile, "That's right, this is the person who can match me."

"Ask, my dear." Elise pressed tightly against Lothar's chest, she had already pulled off his bathrobe, leaving only a nightdress so thin that she could barely ignore it. .

"Do you have any clue about Klaus?"

Elise noticed that Lothar didn't use honorifics to her, and raised her eyebrows lightly: "Why do you ask such a bad question?"

"There's no such thing as unpleasant scenery, does the patriarch of the Zaafan family still care about this kind of thing?" Lothar slapped Elise's double-strand with force a few times, causing the beauty to groan a few times.

"I still need to talk about emotions at this time." Elise slid her body on Lothar, irritating his sensitive parts, "How about you change the question, such as whether I look good under me?"

"Then can you tell me what the paintings on your wall are?" Losar didn't know why, and was very concerned about those gloomy paintings.

Elise's expression changed from charming to complicated in an instant. She took Lothar's hand, tucked it into the bottom of her skirt, and led it to explore the unknown territory: "It's nothing, it's just an island in the east."

"Your deacon said you go there every year for vacation, and there's something special there."

Elise breathed a few times, she had already touched the secret garden with Lothar's fingers: "Are you interested? Why don't I take you there."

"Take me there" Lothar always felt that Elise had something to say, but he didn't expect to get so much crucial information just by talking.

"Have you kept a pet?" Lothar gently pinched Elise's stamen, causing the beauty Hongxia to dye her body, "I heard the call of the beast when I came, what do you keep?"

"Oh, you heard that," Elise kissed Lothar's face. "It's my little cutie, and although it may scare you a little, it's actually a very quiet and shy child."

"Quiet" Lothar's ears moved, "but why do I keep hearing it calling?"

A hint of confusion flashed in Elise's eyes: "How did it keep telling you to hear?"

"I have good ears."

The fascination on Elise's face disappeared completely, she smiled apologetically at Lothar, went to the closet shelf and picked up a thick coat to cover her body: "I'm sorry, my pet may be there. What happened, I have to go and see."

Elise walked over to Lothar and gave him another deep, wet kiss: "Let's do something more comfortable when I get back."

Seeing the shadow of Elise leave, Lothar turned her attention to the wine cabinet.

"What kind of wine is this, why is it so comfortable to drink." Lothar saw that the wine cabinet was filled with the same wine as the table, and his face showed joy.

He took a bottle, uncorked it, and poured it directly into his mouth, regardless of the cumbersome aristocratic dogma Swain taught him about the "30 rituals of drinking."

"Ha..." Lothar let out a sigh of relief, "This is too cool, what kind of wine is this, Gragas, if he drinks it, he won't be crazy?"

Lothar felt warmth gushing out from his limbs, dispelling a lot of the cold in his body. Lothar hadn't felt this painless feeling in his body for a long time.

After taking a few sips, Lothar suddenly found that his lower body seemed to be unable to soften.

"Is it because of the woman Elise? She is indeed very attractive." Lothar didn't care, and thought it was Elise's influence.

"Be sure to ask Elise how this wine came from." Lothar poured three bottles into her stomach in a row, but still unfinished, she put a bottle in her bathrobe.

"Elise should have gone far, it's time to get down to business." Jiujin and Meilu didn't make Lothar forget his purpose-he wanted to find out the secrets of Elise, or the Zaafan family, if Being able to get very important information, Lothar can be regarded as a trump card in this imperial capital.

Even without telling Swain what he found.

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"Poor little Wiltz, he bet me he could take a sip of the aphrodisiac we used to breed the dragon lizards."

"Is he crazy? He really dares to drink that stuff?"

"He really drank."

"The result? Is he still alive?"

"His job just blew up. He's a jerk. He's now hanging in the corpse yard in front of the barracks, reminding those daring recruits."

- Anecdote of the Noxian Dragoons

Chapter 148 Blood

Lothar began to rummage through Elise's room. He moved very neatly. In a few minutes, he turned every corner of the room upside down, but he didn't find anything of value.

In the end, Lothar found only some very boldly cut underwear.

"Well..." Lothar pinched these underwear, the soft feel was very good, "Will it look good if Ashe wears this... But she doesn't seem to be suitable for black."

After returning everything to its original position and confirming that no flaws were revealed, Lothar turned his eyes to the door.

He walked out the door, the corridor outside was very dark, and there was no moonlight in the ground, only a faint red halo from the ground outside the window.

But it was enough for Lothar's eyes who had hunted in the dark for countless times.

He crouched down and saw an almost imperceptible depression in the carpet.

He sniffed, and the path of Elise's body scent through the air was like a clear thread forming in Lothar's mind.

"She went this way." Lothar followed.

Because he didn't know Elise's true strength, Lothar deliberately waited for Elise to leave for a while before tracing.

"Although she is beautiful and lecherous, Swain said that she has lived for hundreds of years, so it is better to be careful." Lothar silently walked through the corridor, as he thought, without encountering anyone.

The route that Elise has traveled is very complicated, with twists and turns all the way, Lothar also meticulously memorizes the path she has traveled, so as not to be unable to go back when the time comes.

Lothar wrinkled his nose. Apart from the faint scent left by Elise, he seemed to smell something else.

A hint of fishy sweet taste.

Lothar finally stopped at the end of a hall.

There is a huge mural on the wall of the hall, depicting graveyards, dry woods, ghost fires and ruins.

"It's this place again." Lothar looked at the mural, feeling as though he was being pressed by a boulder, a little breathless.

"It should be an illusion, I have never been to that place..." Lothar shook his head and focused his attention on finding Elise.

Elise's scent was cut off in this hall, but of course Elise herself couldn't evaporate out of thin air, she must have been hiding in some secret room.

Lothar searched carefully in the hall and finally found clues on the frescoes.

The fresco is painted with a tiny spider that is extremely difficult to detect. Unlike the rest of the fresco, the part of the spider is protruding, it is a small relief.

Lothar pressed down.

There was a dull sound of mechanical movement underfoot, and the ground in the center of the hall sank, turning into a staircase leading to the lower floor.

Lothar waited for a while, didn't hear Elise, and walked down the stairs.

The secret passage was so dark that he could not see his fingers. Lothar summoned an ice crystal and used reflections to provide a little brightness.

The secret passage is very long, and Lothar does not know where it leads, but it must be a secret related to the Zaafan family.

...

Elise's complexion was ashen, and her beautiful face was filled with fierceness.

In front of her was the corpse of a giant spider.

The spider's corpse fell everywhere, the bright red blood spread widely, and the eight eyes of the spider's head were looking at Elise.

"Who is it!" Elise let out a sharp howl, not at all like the voice that a delicate beauty like her should make. Judging from Elise's expression alone, she was already out of anger, "Who is it? Who killed you!"

Elise didn't mind the ugly appearance of the spider at all, and hugged its head tightly, her face was distorted, and her beautiful face was completely destroyed: "I will find the guy who killed you! Peel his skin. Come and be a hotbed for the other children!"

Elise's appearance began to change. The coat and nightdress on her body were torn apart, and the tight chitinous carapace appeared on her skin. A pair of stilettos stepped out from under her feet, and eight slender spider-leg-like spikes protruded from her. Extend behind.

Elise's fair skin contrasted sharply with her dark tight carapace, and her posture was both beautiful and terrifying at the same time.

Elise's chest rose and fell violently, trying her best to restrain the anger in her eyes: "No... He is still here at the moment, and he must be dead set on me tonight... But the murderer... Who the **** killed it..."

Elise looked down, and bright red blood began to flow through the high heels of her shoes.