Today's princess is still cute

The hem of the skirt only covered her thighs, which was an extremely bold outfit for Tina. Stared at by Cardinson's fiery gaze, she could only pull the hem of her skirt with a blushing face, trying to make it longer.

Seeing her cute and adorable appearance, Cardinson looked away, swallowed quietly, and said, "You are very cute tonight, Your Highness."

"Hmm" Tina's voice was not as loud as the wind coming in through the gaps in the window.

The famous sociologist and philosopher Woye Bujidao said: "There is no man who doesn't like women wearing stockings, and among these men, 90% like white stockings, and the remaining 10% are unwilling to admit that they like white stockings."

Tina's skin is very white, like a porcelain doll, and the white silk makes her clean temperament almost holy.

Of course, this is just Cardinson’s opinion. Although he is the Son of God, what he says is what he means.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Cardinson pinched her face.

Tina grabbed his hand, rubbed her face against his palm, and asked, "Why do you have to say thank you?"

The little princess has become accustomed to such intimate actions. She no longer blushes for a long time when there is physical contact like before. In the final analysis, it is because someone has instigated her and guided her well.

"I said I wanted to see what kind of clothes you wore, Your Highness, and you wore them for me to see. Isn't this something I should say thank you for?"

Cardinson pulled Tina to sit down at the desk, held her in his arms, and spoke softly.

Tina blinked her big eyes and said seriously: "Mr. Knight said so, and I did it. This is a matter of course, and I shouldn't thank him. Just like, Mr. Knight was so good to me, but he didn't let me say thank you."

Before she could finish her words, her eyes closed and the Son's lips were pressed against hers.

At first it was just a gentle exploration, then his tongue pried open her lips and teeth, boldly seeking the sweetness of the girl.

"Hmm" Tina made a slight nasal sound, grabbing the robe on Cardinson's chest with her small hands, but she had no strength, and her whole body hung on him like a koala.

From a biological point of view, kissing not only expresses and transmits intimacy and love, but also sends various powerful signals to our brain and body.

For example, the simplest one is - I just like this person.

In addition to the well-known phenylethylamine and dopamine, the most important one is the vasopressin secreted by the pituitary gland at the base of the brain.

When you love someone, you naturally want to kiss him/her. In the process, you will deepen your dependence on each other. Strictly speaking, this is a sincere ritual. We all desire romantic passion, but most people need more loyal and friendly love.

Tina was ignorant and completely passive when she kissed Cardinson for the first time. After so many nights of "training", she gradually got used to this process that made her body and mind feel happy.

For example, Tina would now respond lightly to Cardinson’s advances.

The two hugged each other, their bodies pressed tightly together. It had nothing to do with desire; it was just a way for the young couple to express their most ardent love.

At least they all enjoyed it very much.

Greed is greed after all, not lust. If what Cardinson holds in his hand are fragments of the law of lust, it is estimated that what follows will be scenes that are not suitable for children.

Two minutes passed like this, and when Tina was really about to cry, Cardinson let her go.

Looking at the thin silver thread pulled out from between his lips, Cardinson felt his heart beating very fast. Fortunately, he still had some reason and did not do anything to let down the Holy See, the Empire, or the general public.

"Bully me, Mr. Knight always bullies me."

Tina, with tears in her eyes, gently punched Cardinson's chest with her little fist, not daring to look up at him.

Cardinson asked shamelessly: "How did I bully you? If Your Highness doesn't like this, I won't do it again in the future."

How could he not like it? Doesn't he like everything he does?

How could Tina be a match for this villain? She was silenced before she could say a word. She just rubbed her head in his arms. This was the only way for the little princess to vent.

It's pitiful to see such a simple-minded princess. She doesn't know that this method will only arouse someone's animal desires even more.

"Ok?"

Tina's body suddenly froze.

"Oh, sorry." Cardinson quickly moved her out of his arms, sat next to her on the chair, and hurriedly pulled at his robe to cover up the embarrassment he had just made.

Tina's face was full of confusion, she had no idea what that thing was.

Cardinson's heart was pounding, and he was frantically activating the source energy stone in his body, letting the divine power suppress those hateful thoughts.

After all, it is divine power. It can suppress evil thoughts in a matter of minutes. However, if His Holiness the Pope knew that the Son of God used it in this way, he would probably start to worry about the future of the Holy See.

The two sat for a long time, and after they had calmed down their inner restlessness, they held hands and enjoyed the warmth and tranquility of the night.

"What is your highness painting tonight?" Cardinson began to change the subject. Tina was shy, and if Cardinson didn't speak after the kiss, she would never speak on her own initiative.

Tina rubbed her face to make the blush fade away a little, and said, "Mr. Knight."

"Ah?" Cardinson became interested all of a sudden and looked at the unfinished painting on the table. The moment he saw it, his eyes were filled with tears.

I never expected to see familiar things in another world!

how to say.

If Tina insisted that the thing that looked no different from a stick figure was him, he would admit it.

Tina didn't feel embarrassed at all. There were no conditions for her to learn painting before, and she just started today.

If you can draw a human figure, you will be considered successful.

"It's a very good painting. Look at the lines, the proportions, wow, it's quite a master's style!" Cardinson laughed and gave a thumbs up to praise.

Tina gently pinched his hand and said softly, "I know my drawing is not very good, but this is my first painting, so I wanted to draw Mr. Knight."

Hearing this, Cardinson turned around, kissed her on the cheek, and said, "After you finish the painting, can you give it to me?"

"Ah."

"But if you really want to learn how to paint, you can ask Captain Winnie for advice. I remember hearing from Grandpa Rong Ke that Captain Winnie's skills are very high. Do you remember the paintings in the corridor of our Knights' Camp? Several of them were painted by Captain Winnie."

"I see. Can Mr. Knight draw?"

"I know a little bit, so I can draw some simple drawings."

"I want to see."

"Okay," Cardinson, who doted on his wife, naturally had no reason to refuse. He immediately picked up a few pieces of white paper and drew a long-eared animal with the tip of his pen. "What is this?"

Tina chuckled and said, "Little rabbit."

"No, it's you."

Next, one person draws and one person guesses, and occasionally it is another person's turn to draw and the other person guesses.

The light shone quietly beside them, and their shadows were reflected on the wall. No matter how strong the wind was outside, it could not blow into this small house.

Tina turned her head to look at his handsome profile, her ink-black eyes full of love.

Maybe she didn't know the meaning of the word "love" yet, but at least, after seeing the rain of flowers all over the sky, she was completely captivated by the young man in front of her.

After going through three thousand ups and downs, only after meeting you did I realize the sweetness.

She would never meet anyone better than him. This was the knight she was destined to be to save everything.

"Mr. Knight."

"Hmm? What's wrong? Are you going to sleep? Then I'll tell you the story for tonight and then I'll go back."

"I like you."

"Idiot, haven't I said this many times? I like you too, Your Highness."

Chapter 151: Dark Moon Elves in the Frozen Forest

In the far north of the empire, there is a frozen forest.

On this vast northern border, there is a defense line that stretches for nearly ten thousand miles. It was named "Casor" by the founding emperor, which means hope.

For thousands of years, the Blue Empire has relied on this line of defense to block an endless stream of ferocious monsters.

The "Silver Hammer" fortress, as one of the three major fortresses on the Cassol defense line, is located on the far left and is also the closest to the Frozen Forest.

The blizzard rolling all over the sky was like an unimaginable giant beast shaking off its white hair. The sky was blocked by thick iron-gray clouds. The biting cold wind was like a long sword in the hands of a giant, blowing across the earth with a terrifying roar.

On the high wall of the fortress, two warriors wearing thick armor with several layers of thick cotton clothes and fur coats inside were huddled in the watchtower, shivering. They took off their gloves with great effort and put their red palms as close as possible to the dim brazier in the middle.

"Why is it so cold this year? I've been working in this damn place for almost five years, and this is the first time I've encountered such cold weather." The soldier on the left rubbed his eyelids that were not covered by the mask fiercely, and ice and cracked dead skin fell off.

The soldier on the right seemed to be frozen and his words were vague: "Five years? I've been here for ten years and it's never been this cold."

They had only been patrolling on the city wall for ten minutes when the two were blown unconscious by the cold wind. They ended their patrol early and returned to the watchtower to warm themselves by the fire.

Just a simple breath can make the nose feel as if blood is about to overflow and become unbearable.

The soldier on the left leaned against the wall, listening to the roar of the wind outside, muttering: "The charcoal is almost gone. In this kind of weather, it is impossible to organize people to go out and collect firewood. The roads are blocked everywhere. How long has it been since we contacted the other two fortresses? It's terrible. The magic arrays set up by the wizards are useless. Why did I come to a place like this to suffer?"

The soldier on the right took a breath, stretched his frozen legs, and said unhappily, "Because this is the best-paid Lionheart Regiment in the entire empire, because the money paid here every year can allow your two sons to attend the best civilian school in the city, and you can earn more merits by working here for ten years than you would in thirty years in the south!"

"Who says it's not? This is the pride of the empire, the Lionheart Legion." The soldier on the left was panting, and he took out a wine jug from under the brazier, shook it, unscrewed the lid and poured it into his mouth, then threw it to his companion next to him, "There is still one third left. This wine should be enough to keep us going until the shift change in an hour. Then we can go back to the hall, comfortably look at the crystal lamp, drink hot soup, and have a good sleep."

"I heard that the legion commander might come over to inspect the day after tomorrow. There will be new meat and wine. I am looking forward to it just thinking about it."

"After all, the New Year is only a few days away."

The two smiled at each other, finally having some hope in these terrible days.

There are now a total of eight watchtowers in the Silver Hammer Fortress, with two people on duty in each tower, six hours each time, two days on and two days off. After all, with such heavy snow, there is nothing else to do.

Like the previous patrol teams, they all retreated back to the fortress. Only the strong men who had reached the first level or above in each fortress could go out frequently to collect supplies and observe the dynamics of the frozen forest.

Now, the frozen forest is quiet, as if the animals also know that the current weather cannot cause any trouble, so those that need to hibernate are hibernating, trying their best to survive the winter.

Even the wolves, who used to be the most diligent in attacking the fortress, have become dormant.

Frozen forest.

There are countless legends about this forest lying between the empire and the endless frozen earth. The most famous one is that this was the last independent space left by the gods for the non-human races before they fell asleep.

There are endless terrifying monsters, criminals like the Dark Moon Elves, and even many vicious people wanted by the Empire hiding in it. It is not only a chaotic place full of filth and dirt, but also the most desperate cage.

According to preliminary research by the graduate school, there are more than 16,000 known species of animals and countless plant species in the forest covering an area of nearly 300,000 square kilometers.

This is the kingdom of God for sinners, this is the hell for repentant people, and this is the burial place for normal people.

For thousands of years, no one dared to claim to know the true secret of the Frozen Forest.

Even in the Fourth Calamity of later generations, no team could truly achieve a 100% dungeon exploration rate. There were many small dungeons and secret realms that were not open to the public and were not accessible to the version at that time.

As of now, the Frozen Forest is really not a good place.

In a forest covered with snow, a young man was walking through it at an extremely daring speed.

He had beautiful silver hair, a face with a kind of enchanting beauty, and a slender body. He jumped around in the forest like an agile leopard. In such cold weather, he was only wearing a not-too-thick fur robe, but he didn't feel cold at all.

Aliyah Darkmoon.

There are about a thousand pure-blooded Darkmoon elves in this world, and he is one of the eight hundred in the Frozen Forest. He is also a prince of the present day, and is given the honorable surname of Darkmoon.

No matter how small the number of people is, it does not affect his noble status.

For the elves who attach great importance to blood inheritance, the king is born a king, and the king's offspring will naturally be the future king.

After all, an elven woman with royal blood can only have one child in her lifetime, and the Dark Moon Elves attach great importance to loyalty and can only have one partner in their lifetime.

His father and mother are both of royal blood, so the right of inheritance is naturally in his hands.

At the age of only 25, he has already reached a human strength level close to the second level. Being immune to cold and heat is a normal thing for him. For Alia, severe cold is just a problem that can be solved by a slight movement of the body.

As the Dark Moon Elves, second only to the Sun Elves among the elves, their progress in cultivation far exceeds that of humans.

Alia is a contemporary genius who looks down upon all her peers.

Although they cannot possess source energy stones like humans and unleash the secrets of their profession, their unique Dark Moon mysticism allows them to basically crush humans of the same level when facing them.

No matter what, you are the guide of the demonic disaster three hundred years ago. If you don’t have some strength, how can hell look down on you?

Chapter 152 Winter is coming

Alia was traveling today because his father had issued an order, asking him to go to a place close to the frozen ground to take a look at the cause of the severe cold this year, and to hunt some prey so that those tribesmen who could not go out could also enjoy delicious meat. This was his responsibility as a member of the royal family.

The Frozen Forest is still very dangerous for him. After all, the top clans living here are not just the Dark Moon Elves. There are so many gold-level monsters, and if any one of them comes now, the prince will have to fight for his life.

Alia walked through the forest with an indifferent expression, her feet stepping on the thick snow without leaving any footprints, and her own breath was restrained to the extreme.

Heading north, there is endless frozen land.

No one knows what is north of the frozen land, but in the legends of the Dark Moon Elves, that is the end of the world and the gods are sleeping there. Unfortunately, for thousands of years, no matter how powerful the demigod is, he has been unable to cross the frozen land and find the truth.

A red-eyed snow snake sleeping in a snowdrift felt the approach of heat. As soon as it opened its scarlet vertical pupils, it met a pair of deep purple eyes. Before it could react, it was grabbed by the guy by the seven inches, and its head was crushed by a burst of force.

Alia picked up the snake corpse, which was as thick as his thigh. A strange force prompted the snake's blood to gush out without stopping. He drank the flowing snake blood in big gulps. By the time his stomach was full and the consumed energy was replenished, the poor red-eyed snow snake had turned into a mummy.