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Aynur

300 years before the arrival of (Al-Nahhas) junior Princess (Aynur), Princess of the kingdom of Kandor to regain the floral throne in the Roses City, after her uncle the emperor Behrouz usurped it, the witch Korra Kalak helps him, and faces the witch's curse, using her enchanted weapon (Soma).

Mafouz · 奇幻言情
分數不夠
67 Chs

For More Beaches

Rivers of greed and avarice streamed into the emperor's eyes with the Malishian Cat offer.

But the suicide squad must have already stormed the fortress from the west, and she herself had heard the muffled explosion of the gap in the walls, so how could she be honest with him and carry out his dream, unless she really did not intend this from the beginning? Suddenly he remembers Aynur's tricks... It must be a plan agreed upon between them. Munther warned him:

- "Milord, maybe it's another trick like the gold reserves trick."

- "shut up."

He said it wildly. He hated to go along with her, and he hated to listen to the captain of the Cavalry Corps, so he said to Postama nervously:

- "I don't trust Malishian Cats, I want to hear from her. She should promise to give me the water of wisdom and immortality, and then decide if I will pardon the rebellious Aynur."

(Wishtah) said contemptuously:

- "I do not take orders from a man."

Behrouz was angry, and Postama said:

"Let's make a compromise. What if she and I now go into the castle to make sure the princess is safe, then we can continue our discussion."

They had already spent time in discussion, allowing the battalion to reach the last checkpoints that Delgis pursued, and to make contact with the Melted-faced Assassin to tell him.

Dogs' lair.

There the assassin found a young lady dressed in a luxurious purple dress, hiding in a particular room, built under the dogs' lair, with a tunnel leading to the princely palace of Atur.

A young lady left beside her a special cat. A winged cat. His name is Crow.

A young lady who is not pessimistic about black-winged cats like the Kandorians.

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Postama whispered something to Wishtah they did not hear, as usual. Then she said:

"I want one of the princess's soldiers here with me to lead me among the castle buildings. How many of them have you captured?"

(Munther) said:

- "Only the leader of the war tribes, the rest were slaughtered completely."

Wishtah was angry at this brutality, and her anger appeared in the sound of her strong breathing. Her nervous movement in the place led to the trembling of the earth again due to its turmoil. At the same time, the soldiers took Farjoud out, handcuffed and wounded with several violent injuries, and smashed ribs, and he lost his weapon and armour, and his eyes were swollen from the vicious punches. which he received, he could hardly see his way.

Following Postama's instructions, she bent down and spread her hand on the surface of the earth, before Farjoud climbed up on her hand. He said:

- "I want one of their soldiers with me, to help me, I want him to take these restrictions off, and to lean on him, is there a volunteer?"

He said his last question out loud, and before even the quickest of their bravest could think to respond and volunteer, he (Abbas) exclaimed:

- "Me."

Everyone, including Behrouz himself, was amazed at the bravery of this little soldier, but Munther signalled him to go up with Farjoud, so the commander of the war tribes leaned on the boy's shoulder, and they climbed on the palm of Wishtah, who raised them to the large ivory platform on her shoulders, and Postama helped them, until they advanced to the scaffold directly under its stage, in two places designated for standing, and cohesion.

When the Wishtah went up they felt an unpleasant feeling, their stomachs quickly pulled down, and they almost vomited for this, and even Abbas did retch on the head of the negress, but Wishtah, who was accustomed to the droppings of gulls on the beaches, did not care about the pollution of her hair. She loved the coast because it was the only place she could bathe, and feel her weightlessness in the open sea.

Now she has to end the day alive, for more beaches.

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