[Western Fantasy] The black-skinned elf also wants to hug the rich woman’s lap today

When Arnold returned to the hotel, he had completely missed dinner time. There were only a few adventurers dining in the front room. However, he still saw the familiar golden hair in the corner by the window, strode over and sat opposite.

There was a piece of well-cooked veal steak on the table in front of Alvin. However, he seemed to have no intention of eating anymore. The knife and fork were placed scrawledly on both sides of the plate. The steak had already cooled down and was no longer steaming.

Hearing the noise, he raised his eyes and said dryly, "I'm waiting for a verdict."

Arnold waved to the waiter and asked the waiter to bring him a curry chicken. Today, he made a lot of money relying on intelligence, and he could finally have a good meal. "Let me tell you the conclusion first. You can relax for the time being."

The captain suddenly felt like a shipwrecked sailor who had just been fished ashore. He let out all the air that was stuck in his throat. This move was so childish that he couldn't help but click his tongue.

The dwarf calmly forked a piece of golden potato. Well, it was soft, glutinous and thick, and it was indeed the taste he loved. Arnold talked about what he saw today while eating.

"Originally, the operator was unwilling to say something about 'Perimeter Tower only receives intelligence and does not trade intelligence', huh." Thinking of that arrogant face, Arnold couldn't help but frown, "Don't I know them well? , if they didn't do some small tricks, how could they do better than the 'Tangue' who specializes in intelligence in Gabu City. But this matter is not a secret, many people know it, and the witch has issued missions to many demon hunting groups. Of course. , the mission should be different.”

"It's not just our team?" Ivan confirmed again.

"Yes." Arnold took a spoonful of rice. Curry and onions were a perfect match. "Why are you so sensitive all of a sudden? I remember you were fine when you found out that our employer was the witch when you were picking flowers."

Ai Wen on the opposite side looked like he was relieved. He rubbed his eyes. The anxiety of the past few days had made him physically and mentally exhausted. He struggled to turn his translucent blue eyes, looked at Arnold, and then turned away, burying himself in the coming night.

"I just suddenly thought of a rumor. Although it is a bit too late, I only remembered these old things suddenly." He sighed deeply and blinked hard. Lowering his eyes, he used the spinel ring on his left index finger to massage his temples, "This is a long story, and you may have heard it at your age - the scandal about the emperor and the witch."

Arnold chewed rice grains, thought hard for a moment, and pulled out a piece of gossip from a bunch of old events, "'The Ridiculous King' and the witch he loved so much? This can be considered an old story from forty years ago. , is there any connection between them?"

Ivan felt his temples pulsing. He knew that maybe he was too sensitive, but when it came to some things... he had to be more cautious, "'Absurd King' Jonathan Hilgard, the previous emperor of the Holy Empire, loves beauty but not others. Jiang Shan aroused the dissatisfaction of the Holy See because of his constant entanglement with a witch, so that his second daughter, 'King Snake', who is now the queen, took away the throne."

Arnold pouted. What followed after the Queen ascended the throne was a "great purge" within the royal family, which was so shocking at the time that most people who have an impression of this period of history have forgotten how absurd and dramatic this seizure of power was. beginning.

He thought of Alvin's flowing golden hair, and had a guess in his mind.

The group leader did not ignore his observation, nor did he intend to hide his secrets. The honesty and tight-lippedness of dwarves is the consensus of all races on the continent. They are the most loyal friends and always know what needs to be hidden in their bellies.

"I suspect the same thing as you." He replied softly.

The dwarf's expression became serious, and almost immediately, he realized the crisis contained in it.

He reminded him, "After the queen came to the throne, she cleared out all her brothers and sisters. Two princes and a princess, including their children. In addition to the eldest princess who had previously contracted an illness and died, the only direct line recorded in the royal family's roster is the queen. One person. There are even rumors that because of the 'Great Purge', the Queen bore a blood debt, so it was difficult to have heirs, and the only surviving child was 'Porcelain Princess' Anne Roger."

Ai Wen resisted the stomach acid. Although he did not eat too much dinner, he inevitably felt nauseated in his stomach. She has been secretive since she was a child, the expenses that do not match the family title, the family's surprise at the Queen's whereabouts, her father's sudden coldness, and the letters that have not been answered for many years. All the mysteries weighed on his chest for a long time, leaving him deep in fear and doubt.

"Perhaps I think too much, but doubts force me to think more." He stared at a certain point on the table motionlessly, "There was a rumor... that the Queen's rebellion against the 'Absurd King' had the handiwork of a witch. "

"Although I don't know who is working with the Queen, there are no more than five witches living in the world." Ivan picked up the lemonade on the table and drank it. "This is a good thing, at least now it is ruled out. One."

"Aiwen." The dwarf kept a clear head, so his tone was a little urgent, "Stay away from the imperial city, especially the current imperial city, this is the best solution."

"Standing back because of timidity is not my style." The childishness of the boy has faded away. Although there is still cold sweat on the forehead of the golden young man, his blue eyes are as sharp and wild as a viper, "The time to hide is limited. . I will grow and crawl up the branches of the trees."

"When I grow up, I will grow up. I will stand upright in front of them and no longer need to be afraid."

"I will find my truth."

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Imperial City. Rainbow Palace. Rose Garden.

It was late at night, and the oversized full moon hung high in the night sky. It was frighteningly bright in this starless night. All the haziness and tenderness had faded away, and the sharp beam of light was almost dazzling.

She looked up. This moon is not like the moon, and this moonlight is not like moonlight. Through the transparent skylight of the glass greenhouse, the countless diamonds inlaid on the crown of the Bungar are shining brightly on the thin, almost snow-white curls.

She looked at the moon coldly, her thin lips pursed tightly, making her cheeks even paler.

When Zeeland found her, she was standing in a field of rock roses with her back to him. These quiet and crazy white flowers surrounded her, and the girl's rapidly growing body almost merged with them. She only wore a pure white silk dress, which fluttered with the night wind, like a ghost that was about to be blown away in the palace at night.

Perhaps she heard footsteps and turned around.

No matter how many times he has seen it, Zeelan's heart will tremble when he sees these eyes. What kind of eyes are these? There is a light-colored halo outside the light-colored irises, which makes her look arrogant, but her gaze is so powerful, which makes her pupils, originally full of light-colored mysterious aura, look like two bright white pearls. .

"Porcelain Princess" Anne Roger, stands here.

Every time at this time, Zeelan couldn't help but think too much. The Hilgard royal family is famous for its blond hair and blue eyes, just like their ancestors, the "golden python" who founded the country. Their descendants, both men and women, are powerful.

But the "Porcelain Princess", the Queen's old son and the only heir to the throne, is just like her title, slender and small, full of broken beauty. She is not dazzling gold, she is cold silver. But even so, her brilliance will not diminish, but will have a fatal attraction.

Anne Luojie frowned impatiently, never expecting that someone could be so disappointed late at night, but when she saw the visitor, she still suppressed her impatience and nodded slightly towards her knight, mentor, and one of her fiancé candidates. Greet him and politely invite him to sit down with you.

Zelan asked straight to the point, "What are you doing here so late?"

He almost heard her snort.

Anellojie's eyes wrapped around his body. If it had any substance, it was a creepy sight, as if everything about herself had been stripped away and displayed nakedly in her eyes.

"Are you interrogating me? Zeelan." She responded coldly, with an arrogance in her tone that could not be offended.

Zelan didn't want to argue with her, so he sat down and poured a cup of cold scented tea from the porcelain pot.

"It's rare to see you so angry when you're in a bad mood." He thought about it for a while, but couldn't guess the reason.

Because she is the "only one", the queen protects her daughter very well. Even some ministers have never seen the princess's true appearance. A girl's troubles will only revolve around Rainbow Palace. Maybe it's an adolescent girl throwing a tantrum? He couldn't understand it and wasn't willing to spend time trying to figure it out.

Annerogie sneered, but accepted his evaluation, snatched away his porcelain cup, and drank the tea in one gulp. When she put the empty porcelain cup back on the small table, she was completely the same as before - calm, cold, and rational. All her emotions were absorbed into her body. Once she became familiar with her, he would no longer be able to see her.

Anger seems like an illusion.

"I'm going out, Zeelan," she said.

This is a command. It is also a test.

Zeelan poured another cup of tea. He looked intently at the small moon in the tea cup.

Sure enough... What is the value of an empty porcelain cup? Only a porcelain cup filled with tea can be called truly beautiful.

If he was loyal to the Queen, then he should refuse, or temporarily shirk.

But he is not.

"Okay." He answered effortlessly, without even asking about the plan, meaning, or destination in advance.

Annerogie looked at the moon again.

This is indeed not the same moon. she thinks.

On the last moon, she had died.

What an irony...the person who thought he had mastered all the rules ended up dying inexplicably.

The angry flames burned quietly in his body. Her gaze is distant and penetrating.

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A drunken mercenary lost his proper manners and hugged him. The small black snake "Helios" entangled on the wrist was frightened and stuck its head out. Isaiah felt a headache and could only push the man away harder.

"You are so good-looking." The mercenary burped and leaned to the side. "You are handsome, beautiful, and rich. Your family is probably a noble."

He was snoring, and his last words were unclear, "In the past, young men like you would have been clamoring to marry a princess."

That was of course the old days.

The only orthodox princess in the royal family, "Porcelain Princess" Anne Roger, died in an assassination more than ten years ago.

——"Young Isaiah's Journey to Godhood"