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In the golden light of the sky, the hazy night turned into a dark night. The elf girls dragged the wolves and began to dance again. Infected by the enthusiasm of the elves, the protoss and witches who were very reserved at the beginning also gradually joined in. they.

It is very lively here, but it is rare and quiet in the woods across the stream. There is a long table with a few wooden stools, and bottles exuding a faint aroma of wine are scattered on the table. Cynthia, Olivia, Helen, Chelsea, and a few elders of the wolf tribe sat scattered around the table, with a map of the Staru Continent placed in the center.

"The ceremony has just ended, don't you guys go to rest for a while?" Helen picked up the cup in front of her, took a sip of the fruit wine, and said with a smile.

"Not in a hurry." Cynthia stretched out her hand to smooth the folded corners of the map, and the silvery white moonlight poured down on her body, giving her flawless facial features a hazy and dreamy feeling. "There are some things I have always wanted to discuss with Patriarch Helen. .”

Olivia had already told Helen about the fact that the Protoss wanted to take the Saker Plain from the hands of the Blood Race, and Helen was very happy to help, "About attacking Saker You should have already made a plan for the Er Plain."

Helen put down the cup in her hand, and then stretched out her hand to grope casually on the map, "I have brought the elite of the wolf clan, which will definitely help you capture the Saker Plain."

"The plan has already taken shape, and patriarch Helen is needed to complete it..." Cynthia's eyes suddenly shifted to Chelsea sitting in the corner, and said with a smile, "With the help of the Morgan witch clan."

Chelsea was taken aback by being named suddenly. This time the attack on the Saker Plain relied entirely on the power of the Protoss, Elves, and Wolves. She brought her people here just to do her part, and she can't be called a witch with her abilities. is "help".

Chelsea shook her head at Cynthia and said, "If you need us to do something, just say it."

Chelsea has always had no confidence in the witch clan. When they supported the elves last time, they successfully trapped a second-generation blood clan with a formation, which gave Chelsea some confidence, but with Anderson's betrayal and Garcia's witch temperament After a series of events such as big changes happened, Chelsea's heart that had just been opened was closed again.

"Do you remember the formation that trapped Adriatic last time in the elves?" Cynthia stood up, and pointed a few locations on the map with her slender, fair fingers, "I want you to find suitable ones in these places." Set up this magic circle at the position."

Chelsea glanced at the places she was pointing at, frowned and said, "The Buffalo is fine, but we don't have the godhead to activate it."

Godhead is hard to come by, and the temple has been destroyed a lot by the blood race, so it is too late to find Godhead now.

"I studied that formation carefully, and found a method that can be activated without a godhead." Cynthia didn't reveal too much what this method was, but she could hear from her words that she was very confident in this method, "The Saker Plain has a vast area, so there are many places to set up magic circles. You'd better set off as soon as possible. I'll ask Patriarch Helen to send someone to protect you."

Not only does it take time to set up the magic circle, but it also takes time to find a suitable location and avoid the eyeliner of the blood race.

So after the guardian ceremony, Cynthia asked Polly to find a quiet place to invite Helen and Chelsea to discuss the matter.

Since Cynthia said that there are other ways to start, Chelsea certainly has no objection. She looked up at the night and said with a blank expression: "We can start now." After she finished speaking, she looked at Helen.

Helen has been listening to their conversation quietly without interrupting, feeling Chelsea's gaze, she ordered to the elder of the wolf tribe next to her: "You personally lead people to protect the safety of the Morgen witches."

The elders around her had already told her about the locations Cynthia mentioned, and they were all on the outskirts of the Saker Plain and not in the central area, so there was no risk in setting up a few magic circles just to protect the witch.

It doesn't matter if they are unfortunately discovered by the blood race. Except for the protoss, few other races can understand the magic circles of the witches.

Chelsea followed the elders of the wolf clan to gather the clansmen. An elder sitting on the other side of Helen looked at Chelsea's petite back and frowned, "What use is the witch's magic circle to the second-generation blood clan?" Although she didn't do it on purpose, she said There is still the meaning of belittling witches.

"Don't underestimate witches." Cynthia sat back on the chair, propped her chin with both hands, and was looking at Chelsea's back, and said with a smile: "They are not as good as the wolf clan in terms of combat power, but they also have their own specialties." The protoss will also She wanted the magic circle, but in such a short time, only a witch could do it perfectly.

Helen has always admired Cynthia's attitude of treating witches and humans equally. She rubbed the cup in her hand, and suddenly thought of something, and asked: "By the way, last time Olivia sent a message saying that the witches released the darkness from the dark temple." God? What's going on here?"

"Witch Garcia dispelled an enchantment in the dark temple, and a person who called himself the dark god gave them a lot of spells and magic circles." Olivia glanced through the not so dense trees. Betty, who drank nectar with the elves, said lightly: "Witch Garcia's temperament changed drastically after she came into contact with her. After losing consciousness, her thoughts will still be filled with the dark god."

"This..." Helen didn't expect things to be so complicated. She frowned and thought for a while, then slowly shook her head, "Anyway, the people in the Dark Temple are definitely not Dark Gods."

As the main god, the dark god, how could he be trapped in his own temple by the barrier, so it is more reliable to have no news about the general.

"It is rumored that the two warriors next to the Dark God are very war-thirsty. Among them, the character of Spike is more low-key, and the blood demon is arrogant. If they appear on the Star Map Continent, the trouble they will cause may not be as much as There are fewer blood races."

The blood race has not yet been resolved, and now there is another potential danger.

"Warrior will be investigated after we drive out the blood race in the Saker Plain." Cynthia rested her chin on one hand, part of her long silver hair was hanging down on the table, she looked at Olivia opposite, somewhat Casually, "The enemies have to be cleaned up one by one."

In her opinion, the warlord is just a trouble, not a danger yet. The real danger will probably not appear until they drive out the Le Senbai clan and the Jimiqi clan.

After the ceremony, Cynthia didn't go to the world with Olivia just because of the magic circle. Now that Witch Morgan has set off under the protection of the wolves, her mind is alive again.

Cynthia's eyes were undisguised and very naked. Olivia, who was drinking nectar, noticed it immediately. She raised her eyes and looked at Cynthia. The other's burning eyes made her hand holding the cup shrink unconsciously. Tighten up.

Seeing that Olivia did not avoid her gaze, Cynthia's red lips curved slightly, she reached for the nectar bottle in front of Olivia, her fingers seemed to touch the back of her hand inadvertently, and stayed for a few moments on purpose. Second.

Olivia, who has long been accustomed to these tiny touches, didn't pay attention to Cynthia's touch at first, until... some thoughts that didn't belong to her flashed in her mind, making her straight waist slightly twitch. Stiff, the heat on his face suddenly rose.

She glared at Cynthia angrily, then put down her glass, and said in a low voice, "It's getting late, I'm going to tell Polly to arrange accommodation for everyone." She got up and left.

Cynthia looked at her back, chuckled, and found a reason to follow.

After Cynthia and Olivia left, there were only members of the wolf tribe left on the table. Hanni looked up at the night sky and asked doubtfully, "Is it already very late?"

The wolves are very energetic, they are not tired at all, and they don't need to rest.

Helen took the nectar bottle on the side and filled her own cup, shook her head at Hanni's words, smiled and said nothing.

Olivia's wooden house is in the deepest part of the forest, covered by layers of tree canopies, only a few rays of moonlight can shine down, but I don't know whether it is intentional or a coincidence, these few rays of moonlight all shine by the window, making the wood The figures in the house who were hugging and kissing were fully exposed.

The night in the elf territory is very cool, but the cabin is very hot.

Olivia was pushed against the wall by Cynthia. Her dress was already loose and loose. The biting force on the side of her neck made her waist soften unconsciously. She put her hand on Cynthia's shoulder On the ground, lowering his head slightly, his warm breath just blew in Cynthia's ear, "You were too messy just now."

"You're thinking about these things in the presence of so many people."

Cynthia raised her head on the side of Olivia's neck, pressed against her lips, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Olivia opened her mouth, but before she could think of a word, Cynthia seized the opportunity to kiss her.

Half of Olivia's long skirt was taken off, and the robe on Cynthia's body was completely unknowingly unknowingly. The moonlight outside the window illuminated a world. When Cynthia was kissing Olivia, her eyes swept down , Suddenly caught a glimpse of a green mark on her collarbone from the corner of her eye, she was taken aback for a moment, then let go of Olivia and looked down, realizing that it was not an illusion.

The imprint is just below her collarbone, and the light green shape looks a bit like the branches and leaves of the tree of life.

"Is this the guardian's mark?" Cynthia raised her hand to touch the mark, and had no memory of when Olivia put the mark on her.

She received the staff from Olivia, thinking that she had no interest in leaving the guardian mark on herself.

"It was cast before I gave you the staff." Olivia lightly touched the mark with her finger, and said in a low voice, "You are my guardian."

So, of course, leave her mark.

You are my guardian. These simple words are the most heart-warming words Cynthia has ever heard. She gently rubbed Olivia's waist with her hand, squeezed it a few times, and then pulled her over. To continue, a green vine quietly came in from the window and wrapped around Cynthia's wrist.

The hand around Olivia's waist was forced to let go, and Cynthia looked down at the vines on her wrist, her brows slightly raised.

Olivia was also a little surprised by the vines that came out uncontrollably. She controlled the vines and let go of Cynthia's wrist. She was about to explain that these vines came here by herself, but when she looked up, she saw that the clothes were loose and the ends of her eyes were loose. Cynthia, who was blushing slightly, suddenly froze.

The vines on her wrist were just released, but soon other vines came out and wrapped around her wrist. Cynthia raised her hand and tugged at the vines casually, but she gave up when she couldn't pull it off. She took a step back and leaned against the wall , raised her eyes to stare at Olivia, motioned her to lean over with her eyes, and said in a soft voice with a trace of teasing, "Her Majesty just said that I was messing around."

These vines obviously felt Olivia's emotions, so they ran out "uncontrollably".

She wasn't the only one who wanted to mess around.

Olivia: "..."

With so many vines as evidence, Olivia's rebuttal seemed untenable. She was silent for a while, wrapped her hands around Cynthia's waist, and kissed her lips actively.

It's not often for a beauty to offer a kiss on her own initiative. Cynthia slightly raised her head and responded tenderly. After the kiss was over, she leaned into Olivia's ear and said with a low smile, "Your Majesty even used the vines. Can I try the chain of light next time?" Her eyes swept over Olivia's hands suggestively.

Olivia glanced at her sideways, her cold and ethereal voice had a special charm in this atmosphere, "You can try it."

A plain and straightforward sentence sounds full of threats.

Cynthia laughed lowly. She used the power of light to control a vine and pulled Olivia to her body, then turned her head and kissed the corner of her lips, and said deliberately, "Then I will try next time."

Olivia was silent for a while, raised her right hand to stroke Cynthia's face, and blocked her lips again.

At this time, it is better not to let this protoss speak.

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