Lord Ostia, start by capturing the Dark Elf Knight alive

She dared to bet that there were only a handful of people on this continent who could match him in certain skills.

Along with the appearance of the magic image, a red-haired big sister with a hot, sexy body, charming face and exuding hormones of desire appeared in the image. At this moment, she was wrapped in a loose-looking sacrificial robe, but because of her figure, the robe was worn like a tights.

Moreover, no matter who it is, one can clearly see that this red-haired sister does not seem to have the habit of wearing underwear, and the tight robe reveals everything.

In the magic image, the other party was obviously stunned for a moment, and then after seeing that it was Eleonora, he seemed to be relieved, and then he began to tease in a joking voice.

"Hey, isn't this our archbishop? How come you have time to contact me?"

"Could it be that you are old, you are craving for love, and you want to get married? Then you found that you don't know anything, so you came to me to ask how to use your obscene body to satisfy a man?"

"Oh my, you didn't refute it. Did I get it right?"

When she found that Eleonora did not refute her immediately, the red-haired sister who was lying down instantly became alert, as if she had seen some impossible miracle.

Family members, who understands, the 10,000-year-old spinster I know is getting married, is this reasonable? Is this credible?

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Eleonora's old face turned red after being told that by the red-haired older sister, and she subconsciously denied it three times in a row. However, the slightly flustered feeling in her tone, although it only appeared for a moment, was still caught by the other party.

"You're so anxious! You're actually anxious! I was right, right? Oh my, old woman, you've got this day coming!"

The red-haired sister sat up excitedly instantly, with the fire of gossip burning in her eyes. No woman would not be interested in gossip, and if there is, she must be a shemale.

"Natasha! I do have something to ask you, but please keep it confidential."

Eleonora knew very well that she had made a huge fool of herself today, but she had to do it. She could even imagine what the other party's expression would be when Odis's stick appeared in front of him and she asked him for a solution.

So, she said very seriously, "I owe you a favor for this matter."

"That's quite interesting. What's the matter? Tell me."

This time, the red-haired elder sister called Natasha was obviously more serious. Although the two of them disliked each other, it was precisely because of this that Natasha knew clearly that Eleonora was the type who was very serious about doing things and would never do favors easily.

"this......"

Eleonora opened her mouth, but didn't know how to start. After all, it was hard to say such things. But time was limited, so she hesitated for a moment and pulled Odis's body closer to the magic image.

What frightened Natasha first was Odysseus's stick, which was thicker than an ordinary woman's wrist. What made Natasha open her mouth even wider was the slightly raised dragon scales on it.

Chapter 340 It’s broken, it’s broken, the Archbishop is going to break down

When Natasha understood what Eleonora was going to do, she was stunned. No, are you saints always playing such a big game?

Two people, in the daytime, for people to see.

Bah, I turned off the lights!

Of course, this could not be said out loud. If she did, Natasha would feel like she might be hunted down. Being hunted down by two generations of saints was definitely not a pleasant feeling.

"So, you guys are afraid to move because of the dragon scales?"

"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter. How did you grow so big? If dragon scales are really like that in your body, there wouldn't be so many dragonborn."

"However, there is something wrong with this man. So, you guys listen to me."

"Yes, Eleonora, you go over there. Of course you should. If you don't do it, do you want Damocles, a little girl, to do it? You are so old now. If you miss this opportunity, I feel like you might be an old maid for the rest of your life."

It must be said that because of her bad relationship with Eleonora, Natasha's words were very venomous. Eleonora, who was constantly venomous by Natasha, felt that she was hardened, and her fists were hardened. When things here were over, she had to have a good talk with Natasha, the kind of talk with fists.

However, that is a matter for the future. Now she has to admit defeat and wait until Odis is rescued before dealing with anything else.

"You say, I do!"

Gritting her teeth, Eleonora uttered a few words with difficulty. Damocles on the side almost laughed out loud, but she held back. After all, there were only two people here, if it wasn't Eleonora, it would be herself.

She really had no experience, and looking at the thing that was thicker than her arm, she was very scared.

Archbishop, I'm sorry to have to inconvenience you this time.

"This person's body should be in an abnormally alert state. Normally, dragon scales won't be scraped back. Don't ask me how I know this. I was just a dragon knight for a few days."

"So what you need to do now is to stimulate his desire. Only in this way can you make him enter the mating instinct and calm down those scales that have exploded due to nervousness."

"Tsk tsk, I don't know where you got a man with dragon blood. I'm so envious of his size. The last time I encountered one was with that ogre, but it died after just a few days of playing."

Listening to Natasha's words, Damocles and Eleonora looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes. Although it was just a few words, this kind of play was somewhat shocking to their worldview.

"Now, reach down there. Do you see those two balls? Yes, those two."

"I didn't ask you to squeeze me. You have to be gentle, understand? Are you too stupid, old woman? If you can't do it, just use your mouth!"

"Yes, then move upward along that place, using the tip of your tongue. You know, the tip of your tongue? You must arouse his instincts. This is actually very easy. All descendants of dragon blood have strong desires, so it's not difficult to solve them!"

Under Natasha's instruction, Eleonora's face inevitably turned red. She suspected that the other party was trying to trick her, but she had no evidence.

However, although her actions were somewhat embarrassing, it must be said that Natasha was indeed an extremely experienced priestess of the god of love. She easily solved the problem that gave Eleonora and Damocles a huge headache.

"Okay, now hold that thing in place with your hands, and then use your tongue to check if there are any dragon scales that can be scraped backwards. Don't use your teeth, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted."

"Well, you did a great job. I didn't expect that you, a serious looking old woman, are actually so talented. Do you want to consider it and come to believe in the Flame Hair Lady?"

"What a pity! If it were me, I wouldn't let the dragon scales fall completely, leaving a tiny gap, which would make women feel great. But forget it for you, as rookies like you can't enjoy it!"

Natasha finished her complaints and then asked another question in a very suicidal way.

"I don't need to teach you from now on. You saints are said to be pure and innocent, but each one is more sultry than the other. What was the magic video that Eleonora watched at the beginning? You actually like those younger than you. Tsk tsk."

Eleonora turned off the magic image in an instant of embarrassment and then looked at Damocles beside her with a smile. That smile made Damocles, who had a black cloth covering his eyes, tremble all over. It's bad, it's bad, the archbishop is going to be in trouble.

"I, I didn't hear anything!"

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"Well, I'll show you a demonstration, and you'll just follow my way." Eleonora sighed, knowing that her reputation was ruined today, but she still wanted to make amends, and then said to Damocles: "When he wakes up, don't say that I was with him... Just say that you saved him."

"what?"

Damocles looked at the archbishop in front of him, somewhat puzzled.

"He and I shouldn't have done this. I did this for you, so that you can feel better."

"He said, 'Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you.' If I can't do it myself, but ask you to do it, I will feel uneasy."

After Eleonora finished speaking, she undressed in front of a man for the first time. She had a great figure. Although she was no longer a girl, her skin was still as delicate as a girl because of her strength.

Then, in front of Damocles' surprised eyes, Eleonora cast a lot of spells to restore and enhance body defense, and even injected a few magical buffs such as Bear's Toughness, Cat's Grace, and Bull's Strength.

"Archbishop, what are you doing?"

"The difference in physical strength between him and me is too great. If I don't use magic, I might be stabbed to death."

Eleonora explained helplessly, then looked at Damocles and said, "Wait, you'd better bless him. Although you are also a melee profession, you are far behind him."

"After all, the difference in strength is so great that doing such a thing is very dangerous. Think about Commander Claudia and her husband. Alas, I can only say that it is a tragedy."

“They don’t have any children yet.”

Damocles nodded mechanically. She had also heard about this incident. The husband of the legion commander was a civilian official, and he was almost killed by his wife on their wedding night...

This incident caused quite a stir on the mainland at the time, and also reduced the probability of marriage between female professionals and ordinary men.

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Chapter 341 This is an academic criticism

When Odis woke up, it was already the afternoon of the third day after the battle with the Black Queen. Half asleep and half awake, he only felt two huge mountains on the left and two huge mountains on the right pressing down on him. He was like the monkey under the Five Finger Mountain, struggling constantly but being suppressed.

Moreover, he could feel that there was a warm energy that was constantly nourishing his soul and body.

This allowed his severely injured mental power to recover. Moreover, his mental power, which was almost shattered due to the previous collision with the Black Queen, became more resilient and solid due to this injury.

Although still not as good as the Black Queen, next time I meet her I won't be as miserable as this time.

Subconsciously, Odis wanted to rub his eyes. He had only deduced that he was injured before, but he didn't know the follow-up. At this moment, he was still in an extremely confused state.

However, he did not raise his hand because it was pressed down. Odis was not unfamiliar with the heavy feeling, and he even reflexively closed his fingers slightly, grabbed it lightly, and weighed it at the same time.

However, the feel was a little strange, and it didn't seem to belong to any of the girls he was familiar with. It was about the same size as Amber, but softer and more elastic. It was about the same elasticity as Chloe, but much bigger. It was similar in softness to the twins Ramu and Rem, but Ram and Rem couldn't compare in size and elasticity.

If there was anyone who was closest to me, it would undoubtedly be my cheap mother-in-law, Mizuki Shiranui. But Mizuki Shiranui didn't come back with me, so who was this person lying next to me?

The hand feeling I have confirmed is not someone I am familiar with. Could it be that I have been picked up by someone? Wait, the black cloth is covering his eyes, he has a good figure, and his face is as beautiful as his own.

Oh no, I sat up in shock from my dying illness, and found that the dragon rider was actually me.

I was a dragon rider? No, no, this is not the martial arts novel next door, this is fantasy, illusion, all illusion!

After finding out that he was not being picked up by some strange creature, Odis was relieved and wanted to pull his hand out from under the young lady's plump breasts.

“Hmm…Hmm…”

As if she had noticed someone's hand moving around, Miss Damocles, who had fallen asleep due to exhaustion, woke up at this moment. She turned her head slightly and looked at Odis with a pair of ice-blue eyes. Her pupils were ice-blue but covered with a layer of white mist. She was born blind.

Even though he became a professional, he couldn't recover.

Because she was chosen by the goddess of justice Themis, even though this goddess was not actually in the system of human gods in this world, she was born to be chosen by this goddess. Even her name was given to her at the moment of her birth. The people around her knew that the child would be called this name the moment they saw her.

Even the blindfold and the Libra sword were imitations of the goddess. Of course, the sword was actually a gift from God, called the Sword of Damocles.

"Miss, although I am very sorry, I still need to ask, who are you?"

Odis looked around and found that he was actually in his own mansion. The scattered clothes and collapsed bed showed without a doubt that the battle last night seemed to be quite intense.

"My name is Damocles, the Sword Saint of the Holy See."

Damocles was silent for a few seconds, then spoke. He didn't say much, but simply explained his identity.

Hearing this name, Odis subconsciously looked up. Who among the time travelers has not heard of this name? He has heard of the reputation of the Sword Saint, but he is not sure about the other person's name.

Hearing this at this moment, I suddenly felt that I might, maybe, have met some powerful woman.

"So, where are we?"

"Necessary to save you."

Odis was silent for a few seconds, then spoke again.

"How long have I been in a coma?"

"Today is the third day."

"Archbishop Eleonora asked you to come?"

"Correct."

"She?"

"next door."

The conversation between the two was very concise, with the main point being that every question was answered without any dragging of words. We are all adults, and the atmosphere in the mainland is also very open. If you really pretend to know nothing at this time, that would be bullshit.

"Thank you. Um, could you please lift your chest a little? I'll take my hand out."

Damocles stared at Otis for a while and suddenly said something.

"How does it feel?"

Odis didn't answer immediately, but reached out very seriously and played with Miss Damocles's breasts in an academic way. His movements were very experienced, and he knew where to make the young lady feel comfortable but not disgusted.

Although he was a little shy and slightly afraid, Damocles did not move, but let Odis play with him. He was going to sleep anyway, so why should he be afraid of this? However, the feeling of the man's big hand caressing him was obviously different from when he was caressing himself. Damocles bit his lip to prevent himself from making any sound.

"It's pretty good. It's top-notch in terms of size and softness."

After playing with it, Odis gave his own evaluation. This was academic criticism, not intentional profiteering! This is academic research, do you understand research?

Facing the older sister who remained silent, Odis subconsciously added two more sentences.

“The color and the texture of the skin are also very good.”

"I see. It seems that you are quite satisfied with my body. Please give me your guidance in the future. When will we get married?"

Damocles said "oh" and then said something that made Odis' pupils shrink. What the hell, getting married? Good fellow, I now suspect that your Holy Kingdom is playing a big game.