"Where to start?"
Early the next morning, in such an early morning that I thought I was still dreaming with my eyes wide open, little ghost Xuan actually got up early.
Now, standing at the foot of the Crystal Tree, looking up at the huge thing in front of her that can cover the entire sky above her head, our Holy Lady seems to be quite troubled.
Based on my understanding of her, this huge crystal tree is now like a big house made of cakes in her eyes. Now she is just considering whether to start with the cake table decorated with fruits or choose that one. A big bed of cakes covered with sweet cream.
"Okay, let's start here."
After a moment, the little ghost decisively found the target, and then with a "click" and a happy expression, he bit towards the root of the crystal tree.
Before she could get closer, the next moment, I had already lifted the little saint up high.
"Let me go, let me go, you idiot. It's just a servant of this saint who dares to stop this saint's meal time."
"bump"
"Wow!!"
The little ghost obediently stopped struggling after enjoying the blow, looking at me up and down with the sharp eyes of an elite boxer in a gladiatorial arena. Trying to find a flaw that can deliver a fatal blow.
"I'm not interested in interrupting your meal time. But I definitely can't let you start eating from here."
I said indifferently, rubbing the little guy's face.
This idiot saint did it on purpose. She definitely did it on purpose. She actually wanted to eat it from the root of the Crystal Tree. Could it be that she planned to get the entire Crystal Tree and take it home to eat slowly? !
Leaving aside what the reaction of the elves will be, the biggest problem is Ru Ran carrying the crystal tree back. Not to mention me, even if the three demon gods came together, they would never be able to control this giant tree that is thousands of meters high and covers nearly one-twentieth of the entire inner city of the Elf King City with its tree canopy that is thousands of meters tall. Transported back to Rogge Camp.
So, just be obedient and eat on it. With the size and growth rate of the Crystal Tree, even ten more little ghosts can still have an endless supply.
No, if ten more little ghosts are added,
Eleven luminous bodies rushed over together using ghost body cannonballs, biting at themselves, complaining to themselves, and chewing diamonds at a high density. Just imagining this is enough to make my face look like this. The look of despair.
To me, this is definitely a more despairing thing than the arrival of the three demon gods in the first world.
"I don't want to eat from above. I finally got permission from Xiao Yalanlan. I don't want to be like yesterday. I don't want to eat secretly in the canopy."
The little ghost, who was holding me by the collar, struggled hard. He looked determined that he would rather die than obey.
You also know that what you did yesterday was stealing food.
"Why are you so insistent on starting from the roots? Isn't the crown of the tree the same? Look at those whirling leaves, like diamonds, emitting a beautiful light, and like wind elves, dancing, singing, and swaying in the breeze. Look at it. , what does this scene look like? What? Can’t you see it?! If you take a closer look, isn’t it like chicken legs and wings roasted to golden brown, waving to you? Now just fly up, and you can Your mouth will be full of oil when you chew it. It is not Panchi rice or Pengqi rice. You only need to fly up to get used to the rice, and you can enjoy an unparalleled meal. What are you still hesitating about? Act quickly!!"
"Haha drooling"
Instigated by Bu's sharp tongue. The little ghost stopped struggling and raised its head following my finger. His silver eyes were fixed on the leaves of the crystal tree that were constantly swaying in the wind, and he bit his fingers lightly, with the expression of a child seeing candy. A trace of crystal water flashed at the corner of his mouth.
Very good, the hypnosis was successful. Now in the eyes of the little ghost, those leaves may have really turned into golden chicken legs and wings.
Just when I was feeling a little proud. The little ghost in his hand suddenly started, as if the starfish was suddenly taken away from the eyes of a certain starfish girl, showing a startled expression like a small animal. Then continue to struggle.
"I don't want it, I don't want it. It tastes much better here than up there."
Huh? ! !
Is there still a taste difference between the crown and the roots? Is there such a thing in a field that I don't know about and have no interest in understanding at all? !
Is this the so-called generation gap in the food chain? It's like a shark can't understand why grass tastes so good to a cow.
“The taste shouldn’t be much different.
Feeling that the little ghost suddenly had an aura called "authority", I asked cautiously.
"The difference is like comparing the stew made by Xiao Fan and the stew made by Xiao Vilas." The little ghost stopped struggling and turned around. He gestured with his fingers towards me and said decisively.
It was such a vivid metaphor that made me understand the existence of that huge gap in an instant.
"Well, if that's the case, I won't stop you."
I gave up and sighed. I glanced at the little ghost showing a victorious posture, and secretly felt sad in my heart.
"But, think about it,
One, the factory is Crystal Tree Plaza. From time to time, elves and civilians would beg for help. If we saw it, guess what the consequences would be? "
After a pause, I imitated the tone of telling a ghost story, and whispered softly in the little ghost's ear with a ghostly and hoarse voice.
"What will happen to Yu Yihui?"
Obviously he is a ghost that is often used as material in ghost stories, but the little ghost has no immunity to ghost stories. He swallowed hard and asked calmly.
"Think about it, they will stop curiously and watch you eat, if there are only dozens or hundreds of people. That's nothing, but you know that this person's curiosity cannot be suppressed. Seeing a group of people gathered here , more people would come over to see what was going on, and then the number of people slowly increased from dozens to hundreds, then hundreds to thousands, and finally thousands to tens of thousands. , being watched by tens of thousands of people, can you still eat it calmly? Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes. Curiosity, surprise, and disbelief. That’s not all. Thinking about your appearance, there will definitely be stunning and lewd looks. Everything falls on you, just like there are countless hands tickling your body, aren't you afraid even if this happens?"
The five fingers were in a grasping shape. I looked at the little ghost with a sinister look and spoke word by word.
The golden body was trembling, as if it had really been stared at by tens of thousands of pairs of eyes. The little ghost showed a very troubled expression, and then looked at me, the culprit.
"Xiao Fan, you are such a bad guy."
Although I know that my words contain a lot of exaggeration and intimidation, such a thing is not impossible to happen. With the wisdom of the little ghost, I can definitely judge it, so think about Katana. Looking at the root of the tree regretfully, she gave up all her struggle.
"Good little fool, go up and eat. Even though I have permission from Yalandlan, it's not good to be seen, isn't it?"
Rubbing the little ghost's delicate hair, I gently kissed her dissatisfied pouty pink lips.
After thinking for a moment, the little ghost nodded heavily: "Okay, seeing as you are so sincere, I will just listen to you."
After saying that, under my watch, her light body flew up, not even half a distance away. Suddenly he turned around and looked at me angrily.
"Remember to pick me up, otherwise I won't go home."
"Heart is brilliant"
Angrily and amused, I grabbed her little Bai Zhe hand and kissed it gently.
"Your Highness the Saint, I will definitely come to greet you on time."
"Heehee heart"
Smirk a few times like a happy fool. Then. The little ghost Li Xuan stopped his smile and put on a serious face, showing a matter-of-fact expression. He snorted proudly at me before walking away.
Whether the root part is more delicious or the crown part is more delicious, or as the ghost said, there is the same gap between the two as the craftsmanship of Willas and I. This may be something only the little ghost knows. of. It is an eternal mystery to the world.
The only thing that is certain is that this ghost who is afraid of loneliness is becoming more and more subtle and diverse in his coquettish ways.
He looked up at the little ghost's leaving figure. I smiled and thought to myself, until the faintly glowing figure completely disappeared among the leaves, then I moved my eyes to another place.
There are only a few days left before leaving the elves. Although from the beginning, I did not intend to have any interaction with this cheap wife, I just came here with the mood of completing a mission.
However, the development of things is always unexpected. I never expected that my cheap wife, the Elf Queen who is worshiped by hundreds of millions of elves, would actually give me such a familiar and powerful sense of déjà vu. Even if you want to ignore it, you can't.
If you can't ignore it, then you should pay more attention to this relationship. Anyway, as Artoria, I may have many intersections with her in the future, but how long will it take? I'm afraid we have to wait until the moment when we launch a general attack on the forces of hell, ten years? Fifty years? a hundred years? Two hundred years? Or should we say five hundred years from now? Not even sure.
Before this period of time, it was impossible for me to spend too much time with Artoria, who was busy dealing with the huge internal affairs of the elves.
Therefore, as a souvenir for yourself, or to fulfill the responsibility of a husband, at least when he is by her side, it can bring some happiness to Artoria, making her feel that this wedding is not A simple cutscene.
Well, the plan begins.
I went to Yalandan first, with her smile or strong support. After finding Elder Leman and explaining, this respected elf elder patted me on the shoulder, with a kind smile that seemed to contain countless past events, and then said this to me.
"Artoria, I leave it to you."
After a while, I returned home. He pushed the study door open hard and smiled brightly under Artoria's doubtful eyes.
"Artoria, let's go out and play together!"
Looking like she was thinking, that golden hair started to spin in circles. Obviously, Artoria didn't understand the meaning of my words correctly and started to get into trouble.
"Just like the literal meaning, let's go out and hang out together."
While saying this matter-of-factly, I moved to the back of the chair, put my hands on her somewhat stiff shoulders, and massaged her heart for a moment, then from behind I lifted up this girl who didn't know how to cherish herself, and touched her delicate Bai Zhe's face. Bu gently said, "Wandering?"
Arturia's face felt a little hot when she suddenly received such affectionate treatment.
"Yeah, let's hang out together, that's what it means."
I took the opportunity to kiss her pretty blushing face, stretched out my hand and pointed straight at the door and said.
"There is such a rule in our alliance that newly married couples must spend their honeymoon trip, um. The so-called honeymoon means sweet and relaxing. Don't you want to let the newly married couple travel? Husband. Let’s wander outside alone.”
By the way, there is no such thing as honeymoon in Diablo, the above is just nonsense.
Although Artoria's character is too upright and stubborn, after a period of time, she becomes more mature. I also gradually mastered how to deal with Artoria.
It's very simple. You need to understand the truth first. Whether it's an exaggeration or even nonsense, you have to suppress Altosheya on the basis of truth first. Then she can't react for a while. As for what kind of excuse she uses, in fact It's not hard to find, just like what I just said.
do not forget. This is stupid in some areas of common sense. But there is a serious lack of it. As long as she grasps her blind spots of common sense, she can easily deceive her successfully, yes.
After completing the above steps, it's probably enough to be moved by emotion. Although Artoria's character is stubborn, she is not a cold-blooded person. The reason why she usually looks strict and cold-hearted is just because of the pressure of being a flying king. , so that she cannot have the slightest emotion.
This method is quite effective. No, Arturia began to waver. She looked at the pile of documents on the table and then at me. She was spinning at high speed and began to weigh the importance.
At this time, all he needed to do was add a feather to the scale to make Arturia completely fall to his side.
At my suggestion, Lyman walked in with two elf elders, slowly and with a smile.
"Elder Leman, why are you here?"
Artoria looked at the other party in surprise. Is there something urgent? Thinking of this, her pretty face that had just relaxed suddenly became serious, but Lyman's next words made her fall into distress again.
"Please forgive me for being rude, Your Highness the Queen. I heard all of your conversation just now outside. Indeed, as Your Highness the Prince said, your current status is not only a king, but also a wife, and you should fulfill it well. A wife’s duty is hers, is it possible that you have forgotten the vows you made on your wedding day?”
"Yes, I am unfamiliar with the place in the elves alone. Apart from Artoria, there is no one I can talk to. After the wedding, while Artoria stayed in the study to work, I had no choice but to A person is hiding alone in a damp and dark corner of the room, counting ants, how lonely it is."
As I spoke, I wiped the corners of my eyes. He said it in the sad and resentful tone of a sad husband who was ignored by his wife.
Lyman looked at me with wide eyes, stunned by my superb acting skills, but he knew it. Yesterday, when I was looking for the little ghost, I was caught red-handed by a few bastard adventurers, and then a dozen or so of them huddled under a tree, drinking swigs of ale. I devoured the barbecue and blew the cowhide for half an hour.
"Ahem, so as His Royal Highness the Prince said, as a wife, you have completely failed in your duties, Your Highness the Queen."
Lyman, who took a while to react under the constant hints from my eyes, echoed and continued.
"But these documents may be related to the life and death of the tribe."
Arturia's eyes became more and more shaken. But after taking a look at the documents on the desk, I still couldn't make up my mind.
"So here we are."
Lyman pointed at himself, then at the two elders behind him, and laughed.
"No, you all have your own tasks. How can I trouble you?"
Arturia shook her head, unknown to others. She knew very well that the responsibilities of these elders were no easier than her own, and were even much heavier.
The elves like to live in a quiet and scattered environment. There is also the danger of the virgin forest, which determines that these elders have to spend a busy day.
Just do the math. There are probably hundreds of millions of elves in the entire elves, and there are hundreds of thousands of villages. Assuming that one percent of the villages have incidents every day, there will be thousands of documents a day, depending on the importance of the task. , events are divided into five levels.
The first level of events requires the entire Elf clan to be summoned to discuss together. It is a matter of life and death for the entire clan, but this kind of thing may not happen once in ten thousand years.
The second level is major events that must be handed over to the experienced Arlandran and Artoria to personally witness.
The third level is for Arturia to deal with major matters.
The fourth level is small matters that elders can handle on their own.
The fifth level is trivial matters that can be postponed.
Therefore, the number of elven elders seems to be large, but they are also responsible for collecting all the events, and then dividing them into levels, and handing over the events above the third level to Artoria for processing. She also has to deal with matters of the fourth and fifth levels, which is actually much more laborious than Arturia.
So, know these Aalto's ya. How could they bother Elder Leman and the others to deal with their own share?
Doesn’t everyone have a monthly pass? It’s been a whole day and there’s not even one.”
