Lone Wolf of the Freljord

"I love you the most." Lothar kissed Ashe's lips, "You haven't made up yet, I'll help you."

"Ah? No need." Ashe was dragged by Lothar to the dressing table, where Ashe was dazzled by dozens of bottles and jars, "Anivia, are these cosmetics? on the face?"

"More than that." Lothar sat next to Ashe, pointing to the two bottles, "This is for the breasts, it makes the **** look shiny and attractive, this is for the private parts, it makes it look more pink. , but also becomes firmer.”

Ashe was amazed that as a Freljord, these things were beyond her imagination: "Noxians are really creative."

"After all, the Noxian nobles are arrogant and lustful all day long, and their brains are enough to come up with these pleasures." Lothar sneered mercilessly, "But these things have real effects, do you want to use them?"

"Don't do it now..." I can see that Ashe is still interested, "Aren't you going to the dinner party soon?"

"Lotharosa!" Syndra suddenly came over at this time, and raised her chest to Lothar, "What do you think of this set?"

At this time, Syndra passed on a very slim black dress. She only prefers black or dark purple clothes. The clothes on the chest and thighs are meshed, which looks particularly tempting.

"It's very good-looking." Lothar took Syndra's hand, and did not hesitate to praise her, "My Syndra looks good in everything she wears, and her figure is too good."

Syndra couldn't resist compliments, especially Lothar's, and immediately collapsed into his arms.

"Mr. Lothar! And me!" Nami also came over shyly at this time.

Nami's body structure is special, and she has to change the human dress to wear it, but Nami is still suitable for the merman who wears nothing on her body, so she only wears some pearl gestures with the atmosphere of the sea, and her head is still on it. A coral-style tiara.

"Uh..." Lothar didn't know how to evaluate it, so he could only encourage, "It's beautiful."

Nami immediately smiled sweetly: "By the way, we have also changed Miss Diana's clothes!"

Everyone looked at Diana, only to see that Diana was covered with only a red ribbon.

There was really only a ribbon, wrapped around Diana's whole body for a few weeks. Although the key parts were covered, the exposure was too high, and it was difficult to match Diana's cold and aloof face.

Lothar pinched Syndra's face: "Who asked you to dress Diana like this?"

"It's not like a coincidence!" Syndra said indistinctly.

"Who else could it be if you weren't?" Lothar knew more about Syndra.

"Okay... it seems like..." Syndra didn't insist at all, and directly admitted.

Lothar stood up and helped Diana take off the ribbons: "You don't know how to resist."

"It's okay, it's interesting." Diana raised her hand and let Lothar strip herself naked.

Ashe and Syndra looked at each other. Although they had long known that Diana and Lothar had that kind of relationship, they still needed time to get used to it.

In the end, under the supervision of Lothar, the girls helped Diana choose a moon-white long dress, which matched Diana's temperament, elegant and mysterious.

Lothar looked at the girls in front of him with satisfaction. With the blessing of the dress, Ashe's dignified and elegant, Syndra's **** and glamorous, and Diana's mysterious and unpredictable are all vividly reflected. Of course, Nami is also very good. It shows the style of the sea, but the coral crown looks really weird.

Lothar admired the gestures of the girls: "I bet that if you were to show up at a public banquet in the Noxian aristocratic circle, the next day, countless bees and butterflies would invite you like crazy. Give the best gift."

"I don't want it." Syndra lay on Lothar's shoulder, "I just want your gift."

"I don't like to attract the attention of people who don't matter." Ashe was still not used to the tight waist of the dress, and was trying to adapt to the mirror, "Participate in such an exotic dinner once, it's good to have a long experience, don't play with things and get discouraged. .

Diana remained silent, leaning her back against the wall and closing her eyes.

Lothar glanced at the wall clock on the wall: "The dinner party starts in an hour, what are you going to do to pass the time?"

"I want to visit the interior of the Immortal Fortress," Ash said.

"Unfortunately, no." Lothar looked at his wife apologetically. "There are many Noxian military sites and secret institutions in the Immortal Fortress. Swain will not allow us to wander around."

"That's it, then forget it." Ashe was a little regretful, but she still understood things as a leader.

"I don't want to move anymore, I'm exhausted after playing all day." Syndra pestered Lothar, "Let's just play here for an hour, what are you talking about?"

"What are you playing?" Lothar looked at the cosmetics on the table and suddenly had an idea.

When he was in Noxus before, he had played a lot of lewd games with a certain beautiful female spider.

Now, he wants to test it on the girls.

"I'll help you make up." Rosa smiled.

"Makeup?" The girls looked at Lothar suspiciously. They were all people who didn't wear much makeup. Naturally, there is no makeup in a wild place like the Freljord. The barbarian girls should use some herbs to prevent the skin. Wrinkled and cracked, Syndra has been sealed for decades and has no concept of makeup. As a merman, Nami doesn’t even know what the word makeup means. Only Diana has some makeup on her face, but that’s also true. It's not a makeup of beauty, it's more a totem symbol with faith.

All women are naturally beautiful and don't really need makeup to improve their appearance, but they are still very interested in things they have never done before.

"This thing is called lipstick." Lothar picked up a lipstick pen. "When you apply it on your lips, you can change the color of your lips."

"I see." Ashe looked at these cosmetics with interest, thinking about whether Avarosa could produce something similar to trade with the southerners, "Can you just apply it on your lips?"

"Yes, but it's boring to paint it directly." Lothar grinned, "Noxus has a game with a name

It's called red lips. "

"Red lips?" The girls didn't know what they meant.

"I'll show it to you and you'll know." Lothar waved to Diana, who obediently came over to the dresser and sat down.

Lothar turned on the lipstick, but just when the girls thought he was going to help Diana put it on, Lothar turned on a switch on the lipstick.

The lipstick instantly deformed, and the complex mechanical structure spewed sparks that seemed to heat the wax column inside.

"This style of lipstick is very popular with Noxian nobles, and it was made from Piltover." Lothar

To the bewildered girls.

Soon, the wax column melted and turned into some kind of viscous red liquid.

Then Lothar started taking off his pants.

Under the stunned expressions of the girls, Lothar smeared the red liquid on the tip of his cock.

Then Lothar aimed at Diana's lips and filled Diana's lipstick with something of her own.

"Oh my God...this..." Syndra was stunned, her heart was first ignited with a raging fire of jealousy, and then she was attracted by this strange scene.

Diana raised her eyes without resisting, and obediently asked Lothar to apply lipstick to her lips. Diana's lips turned an attractive red, and Lothar just ran out of red wax on her body.

"Red lips are asking the man to help the woman put on lipstick like this." Lothar laughed. "Then the woman will thank the man."

Lothar nodded to Diana, Diana understood it, opened her mouth directly, swallowed something of Lothar, and began to swallow continuously.

The other three women were no strangers to this kind of thing, but Diana was new, and doing this kind of thing didn't match Diana's temperament at all. They couldn't help but stare blankly and couldn't say a word.

After a long time, with a cheerful growl, Lothar burst out in Diana's mouth.

Diana's throat twitched and she swallowed as much as she could, but some liquid still came out of her mouth.

After Lothar pulled it out, she reached out and spread the liquid evenly on Diana's lips, blending perfectly with her lipstick: "This lipstick is idiosyncratic, as long as it is mixed with a certain liquid, it can have a wonderful color."

As Lothar said, Diana's lips are now like dew-soaked petals, so tempting that people have the urge to go up and take a bite.

"Okay." Lothar then turned to look at the three girls, "Who is going to put on lipstick next?"

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Noxus, the paradise of sex.

- Quotations of the Prodigal Son

Chapter seven hundred and sixty-four talks between the two parties

"Welcome, all the beautiful ladies, to join this dinner party." Swain sat on the main seat, wearing a white dress that didn't match him at all, and addressed everyone.

The banquet was as promised by Swain, and there were no other people joining the party except Lothar. There was only a waitress standing behind Swain, in charge of translating, and pouring wine and refilling dishes for everyone.

Ashe and others didn't seem to like the extravagant dinner party style of Noxus, even the exotic flowers and china decorations on the table could attract their curiosity.

"Stop talking nonsense and serve the food." Lothar had no intention of being polite to Swain.

Swain was not annoyed, snapped his fingers, and the waitress beside him began to pour wine for everyone.

"You all come from different places," Swain explained with a smile. "So instead of preparing your home wine, I prepared a little Noxian Beaufort wine, I hope you like it."

Ashe smiled politely at Swain. Among the girls, Syndra and Nami were only interested in what was in the cup. Diana was still as lonely as always, as if she did not exist in this world. Only Ashe was there. Look at Swain, the supreme power in Noxus.

"Noxus... I heard that there has been a war with Winter's Claw..." Ashe thought to herself, her Avarosa tribe was located in the west of the Freljord, not far from Noxa. It's far away, so there's no direct conflict, but Sejuani's Winter's Claw is directly on the border with Noxus.

According to rumors, Noxus is a military country that is very keen on foreign expansion, and the Claw of Winter is notoriously bellicose, so Ashe has heard passing traveling merchants talk about Noxus every year since he was a child. The matter of the war between Xus and Winter's Claw.

Ashe's dream is to achieve the great unification of the Freljord, where the three tribes, the Avarossa, the Winter's Claw, and the Frost Guard, are no longer enemies of each other, but united.

This used to be an unattainable dream, but because of the appearance of Lothar, this dream is now possible. Ashe can't help thinking, if the Freljord is truly unified in the future, how to deal with Nok Sass?

Ashe felt that she might find the answer today, but there were not many opportunities to eat with the most powerful people in Noxus.

Just when Ashe was going to find a chance to ask the waitress to translate for him, communicate with Swain and ask him what he thinks about Freljord, Swain suddenly raised his hand and said: "The first dish ."

The appetizers came up, and the moment the lid was opened, all the girls' eyes lit up.

A smoked and snow-smoked duck breast with vinegar jelly and seasonal vegetables.

"Smoky grass is collected from the Freljord field, the duck meat is Ionian green duck, the seasonal vegetables are alpine ganoderma lucidum and deep sea seaweed, with Noxus classic vinegar Seasoning with jelly." The waitress introduced the dish to everyone in various languages ​​in a respectful tone.

Lothar couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and he looked at Swain: "You prepared it?"

Swain smiled slightly: "I just think that you are from all over the world, and it may not be to your taste to serve you with traditional Noxus dishes, so let the back kitchen prepare them with local characteristics."

"Thank you." Ashe had to admire Swain, and as a leader, she felt that she might have a lot to learn from Swain.

"You don't need to thank him, as the master, he should do it." Lothar didn't want to thank him at all, just picked up the knife and fork and ate it.

"Knife and fork..." Ashe looked at the tableware at hand with some embarrassment, she didn't know how to use it.

"Miss, please let me come." The waitress was very observant, she immediately came to Ashe, who couldn't eat with a knife and fork, and after helping her cut all the dishes, "Please eat with a fork. "

"Thank you." Ashe was surprised that she had never enjoyed this kind of service before.

"Sure enough, it's right to come out of the Freljord. You can see a lot of things." Ashe said, "I thought that Noxians were only warfighters."

Swain smiled and said: "I used to think that Freljord was a savage who drank blood, but now I see Miss Ashe, and I was surprised that Freljord still has such a beautiful fairy, whose identity is still Ava. Rosa's mother-in-law is truly a wonderful woman with both beauty and strength."

"Ah?" How did Ashe understand the flattery of Noxian nobles, and she didn't know how to respond for a while.

Lothar rolled his eyes: "Okay Swain, stop playing that glib drama, my wife can't, she just wants to ask you how you will treat the Freljord in the future."

Ashe immediately shook the embarrassment from her face, it was about her people, and she had to listen carefully to Swain's words.

Swain smiled at Ashe: "Personally, I'm not really interested in the land of Freljord. With all due respect, it's too cold and barren there."

Ashe nodded in agreement, every piece of land she saw after leaving the Freljord was much more fertile than her own homeland: "But such a barren land has produced the strongest warriors, the most determined people and The most enduring civilization."

"That's right." Swain took a light bite of the duck breast, "The Freljords are very difficult to fight, they are not as loose as the Shurimans, and they are not as tactical as the Demacians. , much less like the Ionians who have forgotten how to fight..."

Syndra raised her head with a hint of displeasure on her face. Although she hated Ionia herself, she felt resentful when others said Ionia was bad.

Lothar immediately spoke for Syndra and said to Swain, "Didn't the Ionians you despise give you a big defeat?"

Speaking of this, Swain did not have any displeasure on his face: "Indeed, it was the worst defeat in my life, but Noxians are not afraid of failure, they are afraid that failure will bring people down."

"How did you lose?" Nami, who had nothing to do after eating the appetizer, suddenly asked.

"I was defeated by a demon girl, a demon girl who was only fifteen years old." Swain looked at his severed arm, "She cut off this arm."

"Demon girl? What kind of person?" Nami asked again.

Syndra also listened. She had been sealed for decades. In fact, she didn't know much about what happened in Ionia.

"A Zanjia dancer girl named Irelia." Swain shook the wine glass gently. "She dances on the battlefield, the blade moves with her, beautiful, but also dangerous when I slow down. When she came, her arm had already been chopped off, and my army was devastated."

Lothar took a sip of red wine and said, "There are not many people who can beat you, but we are now discussing the issue of Freljord."

"Oh, I'm sorry, people can't help but recall the past when they are old." Swain apologized,

At the same time, the second dish was also served.

It's a soup with oxtail and tomato in it.

"It's a traditional Noxian oxtail soup with a little taste improvement and the addition of oysters."

The waitress introduced and added, "It's good for both men and women."

Lothar raised her eyebrows, said nothing, and started drinking.

"It's about the Freljord," Swain said. "Actually, I'm not alone. The Freljord has repeatedly plundered the northern borders of Noxus. The hatred has been deep, although recently For a few years, because Noxus' strategic focus is on Ionia, they won't split up to attack the Freljord, but after Ionia is completely captured by Noxus, I can't guarantee Frey. Eljord is not the next target."

Ash pondered for a while: "What if the Freljord side wants peace?"

"Then it depends on how much sincerity the Freljord can show." Swain smiled.

"It is absolutely impossible to surrender and cede territory." Ashe responded, "The confession is also, the Freljord only accepts equal exchanges."

"Let me tell you this, Mother of War Ashe." Swain chuckled, "So far, no country or power has been equal to Noxus, only places conquered by Noxus, and Unconquered place."