Chapter 974 Tyrande’s Visit

What exactly is ORZ frustrated forward bend?

Jaina doesn't understand.

But she is a very studious and very smart student. Seeing Duke use his fingers imbued with golden holy light to draw the three very hieroglyphic characters ORZ in the dark sky, Jaina really understood it.

Unspeakable shyness surged out from the depths of her soul, igniting every inch of skin in her beautiful body, making every cell in her body excited with the expectation of the unknown.

Slowly turning her body, Jaina used her graceful posture to construct an ORZ that was uniquely styled by the Queen of Kul Tiras.

The blushing Jaina looked back and smiled. She should be cunning, but she was pretending to be cute, with an indescribable sense of innocence: "Teacher Duke, is that so? Is my training posture correct? If not If it’s correct, please correct me, teacher.”

Teacher Duke looked at the perfect curve, swallowed his saliva, and while helping to correct it, said: "It's wrong here. The legs need to be separated a little more, and then they need to be raised a little higher here so as not to block the view."

"Then what?"

"Don't move, why are you shaking all the time?" Duke asked knowingly.

"Isn't it because, teacher... you are interfering with the operation of my... magic circuit!?"

"That's not possible. You practice frost magic, so you must maintain a calm mind at all times."

Jaina gave Duke a hard look and let him do whatever he wanted. All in all, I have been waiting for fifteen years! A woman's fifteen most beautiful years are spent in loneliness and waiting, and she almost misses the shelf life of her youth. The only good thing is that I can finally give this treasure away before I turn thirty!

Gianna silently followed her heart, without being deliberate or pretentious.

When the magic circuit from Duke finally connected with hers, she cried, she smiled, put aside all her plans, didn't think about anything, and enjoyed and endured this experience that she thought would never come. It has been a storm for thirteen years.

During a long night, the two masters and apprentices conducted many kinds of magic experiments.

For example, the physical study of frictional heat generation.

For example, the magic flow experiment in the M-shaped posture.

It wasn't until the end of the long night that Jaina fell asleep from exhaustion with tears in her eyes.

The morning light appears.

Duke noticed that Gianna was staring at him strangely when she woke up early in the morning.

"What are you thinking about?" Duke smiled, a little curious.

Jaina's white jade fingers groped randomly on Duke's chest: "I wonder how long these days can last. Alas! Elves are so good, they don't have to worry about growing old at all. Human life is too short. Although it is short. She is beautiful, but when I think about how much of my remaining youth I have to compete with those heaven-defying beings who will not grow old for tens of thousands of years, I feel a little desperate!"

A pang of guilt washed over Duke.

"Gianna!"

"Um?"

"Promise to keep it a secret!"

"I swear I won't reveal any secrets about you!" As smart as she is, Gianna subconsciously felt that Duke was about to bring out something good, but she didn't know what it was?

"Actually... I saved Alexstrasza, Queen of the Red Dragon. Her Majesty the Queen gave me a small gift as a thank you gift. Well, it's the same kind of eternal thing as the night elves before..."

Duke spoke vaguely.

How could someone as smart as Gianna not know?

Gianna's expression is wonderful.

Before Duke's time travel, there was no shortage of women who spent half a month or more of their salary on cosmetics every month.

Which month does she buy less cosmetics? The dog eats whatever she eats.

If you buy too much, she will eat what the dog eats.

When it comes to Double Eleven or something like that, I might be ready to eat dogs that month.

Duke still underestimated the power of immortality and eternal youth to a beautiful and beauty-loving woman who was about to grow old.

Next, Jaina told him that she was actually a fire mage, and her ultimate move was [Fire of Passion]! Regardless of her injured body from last night's experiment, Jaina performed a great exercise in one breath, unlocking almost all postures, and then the two of them performed the experiment until they reached three poles a day.

noon……

Sylvanas looked at Jaina who was hiding under the quilt with only two clear and shy eyes, but did not dare to say a word, and then looked at Duke who was embarrassed.

"Hey, Duke, you are really good..."

"This...I..."

"Do you think Gianna would dare to snatch you away without my permission?" Queen Xi sat on the wardrobe, her long legs dangling: "I knew you couldn't let go of this relationship. , seeing that she is willing to die for you, I reluctantly agreed. Duke, I am not a jealous woman, but you have to stop in moderation."

"Uh, I understand, I..."

When Duke was about to say something, Vanessa knocked on the door: "Master, Lord Tyrande Whisperwind wishes to see you."

Duke is a bit strange, because he can become a dark pastor, and in order to avoid suspicion, he has essentially handed over the power of commander. After a short discussion, Turalyon was now the supreme commander of the Alliance in Kalimdor.

This can also be regarded as a great example for the older Mograine to make way for Turalyon in his prime.

If it were to encircle and suppress the Burning Legion entrenched in Felwood and other places, Tyrande should be looking for Turalyon, not him.

"Ask her to wait in the council chamber."

"No, please invite her to my mage tower. After all, the relationship between the night elves and the alliance is not particularly stable." Jaina was more thoughtful.

"You..." Duke couldn't help but glance down.

"Help me treat him!" Jaina gave Duke a hard look.

Fifteen minutes later, Duke, dressed in formal attire, and the two queens arrived at the lower level of the mage tower and met Tyrande, who was a little anxious.

"Welcome to Theramore. What can I do for Sir Whisperwind?"

There was deep exhaustion on Tyrande's delicate face. The destruction of hundreds of thousands of troops, the bombing of Mount Hyjal, the elimination of the remnants of the Burning Legion, the resettlement of refugees, and the disappearance of the dragon blessings due to the destruction of the World Tree. The night elves no longer have immortality and eternal youth. All these important things were weighing heavily on her slender shoulders, making her breathless.

The joy of victory that can still be seen in the league's top brass can hardly be seen on her face. After all, the Alliance could only worry about pension funds, while she had to worry about the future of the entire night elves.

"I came here this time to consult Duke Marcus, the Archmage..." Tyrande was halfway through his words when his expression suddenly changed: "Wait a minute, Sir, where are your elements?"

Duke smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, because at the last moment of killing Archimonde, I was cursed by the demon commander backlash. I finally managed to change the nature of the dark power he put into my body, but I'm afraid I can only be a human for the time being. Pastor."