Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 372: Calia GET

When Duke said, "This is what I should do," the girl was confused.

The girl's mouth opened and closed slightly, silently shouting:

Duke.

I have been...

The girl's heart is like a willow branch swaying in the wind, wavering.

The thumping sound of the heartbeat was clearly audible, shaking the eardrums and the chest. My chest felt so uncomfortable, and the overflowing excitement was like a volcano about to erupt in my chest, as if it would tear my heart apart and break out in the next moment.

The air became dry without me noticing, and when I opened my mouth halfway it felt like a machine with a fixed angle, unable to open any further.

The slightly warm air invaded the lungs and was then exhaled, making the entire trachea and mouth feel like they were burning.

I was so shy, but my mind was urging me to take action.

Edmund Duke in front of him was the most outstanding young man of this generation in the ten countries of the alliance, the greatest hero, no one else. He was busy with all kinds of affairs, he was glorious and great, he was the hope of all mankind, if he gave up this opportunity to confess, perhaps he would never be able to wait for the next time.

Countless voices rushed into Calia's mind:

Speak up, Calia!

Take courage, Calia!

Aren't you determined to be like those girls in novels who have the courage to pursue their own love and grasp your own happiness?

He is the Duke of the Kingdom in the southern continent. Once the war is over, he will return to the southern continent! Your father, who wants to gain more territory for Lordaeron all day long, will not allow you to marry someone far away.

Even though she had the most impressive and glorious background in the entire continent, she knew very well that the identity of a princess that all women envied was not valued by Duke.

There is no deliberate flattery, no fear of keeping a distance, only a kind of peace.

It's a look that is neither humble nor overbearing, but gives people an extremely comfortable feeling.

This is what I want!

This kind of young hero is what I have been pursuing in my dreams countless times at midnight.

My heart once again shouted: Action! Calia!

Reason was driving Calia to take action, and then...

Calia mustered up every bit of courage in her body. She thought it was shouting, but it was actually the volume of her speaking.

"I...I...I...Can you let me be your follower?"

Oh my god! What a mess I said!

I should have said, 'Will you date me? '

But... it's so embarrassing! I can't say that!

Woo woo woo!

Calia cried, and the girl cried sadly in her heart.

Especially after seeing Duke's dazed expression, the girl felt so ashamed that she wanted to die.

What on earth did I say!?

Gritting his teeth, he squeezed out the last drop of courage in his body.

"I want to follow you around the world!"

Huh?

Something seems wrong?

Isn't this just the standard follower's speech?

I just need to say in a normal way that I like him!

Woo woo woo!

But Duke...

Duke was still keenly aware of Princess Calia's intentions. As a hardcore player who traveled through time before the 6.0 version of the game, Duke did not know that Princess Calia would become the most popular follower among players in the priest temple in the later timeline. This did not prevent Duke from improving his favorability towards Princess Calia.

Duke stared at Princess Calia:

The golden hair cascading down her back was tied into a unique bun, revealing her slender, ivory-white neck. Her cheeks were faintly flushed, and her serious and anxious expression gave people a sense of unreality, like a dream.

At this moment, Princess Calia showed her most girlish side, the kind of pure beauty that made all men's hearts beat fast and couldn't help but want to protect her. In addition, her every move exuded a noble and extraordinary temperament... This was a fatal temptation for any normal man.

"Huh!" After a brief moment of confusion, Duke's brain started working at high speed.

From an emotional and sensual point of view, hooking up with the famous Arthas sister, a genuine princess of noble descent, would undoubtedly satisfy any man's vanity.

Just imagine, if this former prince of the Kingdom of Lordaeron in history... this Lich King Arthas, who went into battle from the time he put on armor to the time he was defeated in Icecrown, and who had killed more than seventeen heroes including three kings and a blue dragon under his hammer and magic sword, and who had made the entire continent and even the entire world of Azeroth tremble, had to call Duke his brother-in-law.

Oh oh oh!

Just thinking about the sourness makes me orgasm.

Unfortunately, reason told Duke that this was looking for death.

Just as Duke couldn't touch Arthas now, he couldn't do anything to Princess Calia either. If the wheel of history couldn't be stopped, then now that the outcome of the Second World War at the Dark Gate was almost a foregone conclusion, then the Third World War was inevitable.

According to the original history, all investments within the territory of Lordaeron were destined to be wiped out under the fierce attack of the Scourge.

If you change a million gold coins into coins and throw them into the sea, at least it will create a huge splash. But if you invest in Lordaeron in any form, you are doomed to fail. Not from one street to the other, but directly to the center of the earth.

Thinking of this, Duke made a decision - he would accept the princess, but Lordaeron would not get a penny cheaper.

Duke shamelessly used Medivh's moral integrity. At this moment, Duke was possessed by a saint. He unknowingly possessed the most holy temperament and the greatest sentiment.

Duke's gentle smile, his eyes that seemed to absorb people's hearts, and his magnetic voice intoxicated the inexperienced Princess Calia.

"There are as many people who wish to become my followers as there are stars in the sky. What can you do, Calia?"

Princess Calia was sensitive to the fact that Duke did not use the words "Princess" or "Your Highness" which made her uncomfortable, but called her by her name more intimately. This was obviously a very common thing in people's daily lives, but it made Calia ecstatic.

"Can I call you Duke?"

Duke smiled and nodded.

"I, I am actually a mid-level discipline priest."

After that, Calia showed Duke her holy light. It was indeed an extremely pure holy light, and her training was quite high.

Duke was stunned.

Duke has a lot of younger brothers, including several future marshals and heroes. Some can fight and carry, some can eavesdrop on intelligence, and some can lead troops and act independently, but there is really no pure healing profession.

The priest hero who specializes in healing is a big breast! Big breast! Do you understand? A group of masters are fighting bloody battles in the front, and they are seriously injured and almost die. To come back to life, they often rely on the most critical mouthful of milk, oh, no, it is Strong Healing.

At this moment, Duke became more determined to kidnap Princess Calia.