How can I not be controlled by someone as a sister?

The answer is to be a wife slave.

In this way, when someone asks the extremely embarrassing question "Are you a wife slave?", the answer is righteous:

"I'm a sister-in-law."

Aha, little chic is really clever.

The above content is Carlos' brain supplement for Heidandema on the ferry to Feathermoon Fortress.

From the scenic gate of Feralas, there is the lowland plain of Huanhu Lake controlled by the green dragon. Going straight to the south is the main road.

To the west, leading to the Feathermoon Fortress, to the east, straight to Ere'Thalas, which is the mysterious country described in the best-selling novel "Those Things The Holy Light Will Not Tell You" in the human world————Maul of Doom.

The same series of novels also include "Shadow of Binding", "The Cookbook of the Arcanist", "Garona: A Study of Stealth and Trick", "Dog and Frost Shock", "The Greatest Hunter Never Looks Back at the Explosion", " "The Green Dream of Cuckoo", "The Power of Holy Light" and "The Book of Beating".

Although Carlos does not know who the author of this set of best-selling novels is, he has read it.

And because his name appeared in the novel "Power of the Holy Light" and there was a plot of a strong man locking a man, Carlos privately sent the blade to the publishing house.

Keke, it's far away.

Lesorn is not a radical like Emerys, and coupled with Eranikus's matchmaking, the admiral of Feralas Guard House wants to treat Carlos with a good attitude.

So Carlos ordered a large group of troops to set up camp in the lowland plain near the road.

A professional expedition of about one hundred people went south to find a feasible way into the mountains, the scout team checked the road to Ere'Thalas east, and Carlos took a few of his guards to the seaside ferry.

Along the way, two naga with short eyes were slaughtered, and Carlos followed the way and found the night elves' coastal camp.

Feathermoon Fortress is located on a huge island on the sea, and there is no road connection with Feralas, and ships need to transit.

"stop!"

Although the night elves have more than 30 people stationed on the coast, they are still very nervous about the appearance of Carlos and his party.

On the contrary, the gang of holy bachelors under Carlos felt very nice about the costumes full of night elves, and couldn't help whistling.

Carlos first raised his hands, took two steps forward, and negotiated in his Elvish language that was full of Hillblad accent at ninety points of the written test.

"I am your General Shandris..."

After hearing Carlos name Shandris Feathermoon, the elves' bows and arrows dropped slightly.

"A friend of her husband Dan Dema."

The elves retargeted Carlos with their bows and arrows.

? ? ?

Carlos's face was full of black question marks.

what's the situation.

"Nonsense, the general has no husband!"

"The scum of Dan Dema is not worthy of the general!!"

"Dandelman's chopsticks don't have a sister!!!"

what's the situation! ! ! !

Is it better than an exclamation point, so will Carlos! ! ! ! !

Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, a night elf veteran put down his weapon and stood up, preventing Shandris Feathermoon's fans from continuing to discredit his general.

Signaling everyone to put down their weapons, she spoke.

"Sorry, let you watch the joke. Human, please show your identity."

Carlos relaxes his mind, this is to be done by business, easy to talk, easy to talk.

"I am Carlos Barov, King of Alterac Kingdom of the Alliance of Lordaeron, and I would like to see General Shandris Feathermoon."

"A king?"

The older female elf frowned, feeling that things seemed not simple.

"Then please wait a moment, my status does not seem to be enough to handle this matter, I need to report this matter to the general."

"No problem. Can we go to your camp to rest?"

"Yes, if you can accept our help in keeping the weapons."

"no problem."

Carlos didn't come to fight with the night elves, and agreed to this not excessive request.

As a result, the holy bachelors handed their weapons to the night elves one after another, and then showed their sweeping style.

Shame...

Carlos really wanted to pretend not to know these guys.

The sentinel of the coastal camp quickly dispatched their hands to cross the sea to the Feathermoon Fortress to report the situation, and Carlos talked with the night elf veteran.

The opposite is obviously night elves who have seen the world, or that there are too many old night elves. During the conversation, the situation of the night elves was completely overwritten, which made Carlos understand what Dandema is all about.

Simply put, there is no accident.

First of all, Dan Dema once participated in the battle of Black Duck Fortress and was divided into the identities of Jarod Shadowsong and Illidan's old ministry.

Secondly, Dan Dema rejected the Druid's way, which was not enough "man" in the eyes of the night elves.

Then, Shandris Feather Moon has gained popularity in the past three thousand years. She is a time idol of the heartthrob, and the fantasy object of many female elves.

In the end, it was the jealousy of other male elves of the same age that affected Dan Dema's sons and daughters, and the result was that Dan Dema's reputation was inexplicable.

Why would male elves of the same age be jealous of Dan Dema?

Carlos slightly asked Eight Trigrams.

You know, Shandris Feathermoon was only a child in the war that year. This marriage was appointed by Tyrande Fengyu. It shouldn't be.

As an insider, the female elf named Coryl Carter said with a weird face.

"The war that year was too tragic. For a long time, our night elves had an unbalanced male to female ratio. Dan Dema looked so handsome when he was young. So, you know."

"..."

Carlos was speechless, and the other female elves who listened to Eight Trigrams also showed incredible expressions.

"That sister is also called handsome?"

"Yeah, I still think Master Fandral Staghelm is much more stylish than Dan Dema."

"Those old guys are straight men with advanced cancer. They are fascinating in aesthetics. It's really ugly. Oh, Lord Collier, I didn't mean you..."

Hearing this, Carlos suddenly understood.

Dan Dema, it's not your fault, it's that the times have changed.

But the next revelation, Carlos suddenly felt that he was wrong and the world was right.

"And as Dan Dema's friend, you should know what he did in the human world a few years ago."

"uh-huh."

"After taking his sister back, Dandema is a celebrity in Darnassus."

"Appreciate further details."

"The specific process is not clear, but Dan Dema shouted at the main entrance of the Moon Temple that it's okay for my brother to marry you. That said, it was the day of worship at that time, and there were crowds of people."

"Scumbag!"

"Scum!"

"Oh, I want a brother like this too."

"Hey, shameless, thinking about spring."

Listening to the twittering voice, Carlos was lost in confusion.

It is said that the night elves are all old witches, what is the situation of these female archers? !

Corlier seemed to see the slight contempt in Carlos's eyes, and explained it in a rare way.

"Because of the military mobilization, these recruits have only grown up for nearly a thousand years, which makes you laugh."

Carlos asked thoughtfully.

"Not peaceful in the south?"

Corlier's complexion changed drastically, but soon returned to calm.

"Um."

Then chatting again, Carlos couldn't produce any valuable information.

About an hour later, the ferry returned to the camp on the coast, and Dandema gave Carlos a big hug.

"Dear friend, I want to kill you!"

"You are actually there!"

Carlos was also stunned.

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