Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

The phantom in the air gradually solidified over time, and the Mother Goddess appeared in front of Roja just like in the past, followed by the sound of tables and chairs moving.

After the Mother Goddess appeared, many ministers present stood up at the same time and bowed slightly to the Mother Goddess. And immediately stood up.

No, I don't understand the common sense of this era at all.

Thinking of this, the black-haired boy's heart tightened, and he calmly used his peripheral vision to copy Michelle's movement next to him, clenched his hands on his chest and bent down gently.

Although the girl did not mention this etiquette in the chat with Adoya before, Roja still understands the politeness of standing up and saluting when the master shows up, but what makes the boy a little puzzled is that when he does The moment this action was made, there was an imperceptible fluctuation in the direction of the Mother Goddess, and Michelle, who was not far away, widened her eyes with an ugly expression.

Um?what's the situation?

The unexpected reaction made the black-haired boy with his head down a little confused, but what he didn't know was that after seeing his salute, the mother goddess had already clenched her hand slightly, and her heart was very excited, and the reason was very simple, because Luo Ya actually didn't need to salute her.

King selection is the existence that granted crowns to various races in ancient times and signed a contract with the king of the race to supervise. Its special status was bestowed by Shia, and it is also Shia's closest subject. It has various preferential treatment and its status is also extremely high. .

When we meet normally, no matter how noble the existence is, the king can only bend slightly to choose the king, and the others must not blame him, because the only one who can make him salute is the original goddess Shia.

Could it be...he accepted me?

Looking at Roja who was leaning over to salute, such a thought flashed in the heart of the Mother Goddess. Her heart, which had been shaken by the firm opposition of Michelle and others, suddenly became firmer, and her gaze towards the boy became softer.

Sure enough, sure enough, he was just being deceived, as long as we talk about it, everything is still in time.

Under Roja's actions, the mother goddess was greatly encouraged, and the balance in her heart was further tilted towards the young man. However, on the other side, seeing such a mother god, Michelle became anxious and looked at the black-haired girl. The boy's eyes were full of vigilance.

The patriarch of the highland elves never imagined that his opponent, with such an identity, would be so cunning. He used etiquette to gain the favor of the mother god just by meeting him, and he was able to break the rules and lower his identity like this. It is also huge.

He must be removed, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!

Michelle, who made up her mind again, gritted her teeth, and after the mother goddess gave a slight nod, the saluting people also took their seats again. The dinner officially began, and the waiters stepped forward one by one, serving exclusive delicacies to the guests of various races.

While waiting for the food, Roja, who knew that too many words would be lost, did not take the initiative to speak. However, it seemed that it was because of the influence of the boy's unintentional behavior before. He looked up at the teenager and asked a question.

"Are you... still used to living here last night?"

"...Well, it's okay."

Facing the whispered inquiry of the Mother Goddess, Roja was a little surprised. After a pause, he gave a well-regulated answer. When he heard the boy's reply, the woman with black hair and golden pupils nodded, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

No matter how good the environment of the shrine tower is, and how perfect and considerate the service is, it still cannot change the fact that Roja is under house arrest. The mother goddess' question just now is testing the young man's attitude towards this, and judging from Roja's answer, He didn't seem to care much about it.

After such a short exchange, the dishes were served on the table one by one. Roja, who participated in this kind of multi-racial joint dinner for the first time, couldn't help but take a second look, and found that the full moon was outlined with blood on the plate of the blood race next to him. Most highland elves are vegetarian, and his meals are the same as those of the mother goddess.

The young man who discovered this couldn't help being a little surprised, and the explanation of the mother god also spread to his ears.

"Because I don't know your preferences, so you are the same as me, if you don't like..."

"No, I'm not dissatisfied, thank you for your hospitality."

"......Um."

Hearing Roja's answer, the woman with black hair and golden eyes seemed a little happy, and after a moment of silence, she nodded slightly in response.

The dinner party thus entered the stage of eating. With the appearance of various delicacies, the tense nerves of the guests present gradually relaxed, and they began to be attracted by the food. After the mother goddess said that they could talk freely, the table gradually became lively.

Conversations from different races sounded at the dining table, a little messy but not noisy. Everyone knew that they were not the protagonists of the dinner, so there was no pressure. They just paid attention to the movement of the host in front of them while talking. And the reason is very simple.

This kind of group dinner, dinner is not the main purpose, the most important part is to socialize, even if it is for etiquette, you must talk to the people around you, otherwise the people who are left out will be considered unwelcome people, so Luo People like Ya and others will definitely talk, and in fact, the black-haired boy at this time is indeed about to say something.

Roja didn't understand the banquet arrangements of this era, so he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to see the Mother God after the dinner, so he had to say what he wanted to say as soon as possible, so after a little hesitation, the black-haired boy raised his head and looked at took the theme.

"Master Goddess, I have something to tell you."

"Hey?"

The sudden conversation came from the boy's mouth, and the mother god who was thinking about how to ask Roja's thoughts was slightly startled, as if being greeted by a child she hadn't seen for a long time, and she seemed a little panicked. Seeing such a reaction, Roja Then he blinked strangely.

"Master Goddess?"

"No, nothing? What do you want to say?"

"What I want to say is that although some unpleasant things happened to us last night, I must clarify that everything that happened before was a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstand?"

Hearing Roja's words, the mother god's golden pupils lighted up slightly, and Michelle on the opposite side frowned deeply. The black-haired boy ignored the reaction of the elf patriarch, but continued:

"That's right, Mother Goddess, you thought I wanted to stay away from you and go to the Savior, but this is actually a misunderstanding. My neutral position has never changed. I just went to take refuge in its place last night at the invitation of my friends from the Angel Race. "

"Asylum...what's going on? Michelle."

Under Roja's explanation, which is completely different from the information he has learned, the mother goddess couldn't help but looked at the middle-aged elf on the other side in doubt, but Michelle, who provided the information, did not panic, but smiled coldly after hearing the words , his eyes fixed on the boy opposite him like a falcon.

"Dear Mother Goddess, I can assure you that there is nothing wrong with our information. Since Your Excellency the King Chosen said it was a misunderstanding, please let me ask a question. Who is the friend of the Angel Clan you mentioned? "

"Archangel Lamia."

Facing Michelle's questioning, Roja replied decisively, showing a candid attitude, but what he did not expect was that Michelle smiled after hearing his answer, and then stretched out his hand He put it in his pocket and slammed a document on the table.

"Snapped!"

Amid the crisp sound, Roja's golden pupils shrank slightly, and he intuitively felt that something was wrong, and Michelle's words followed.

"Archangel Lamia, this is really a familiar name, Mother Goddess, this is the information we have collected about Lamia all the time, we have sufficient evidence to show that Lamia is the savior among the angel clan The chess piece, and its role is to connect with the king-chosen in the name of neutrality!"

"!"

Under the accusation of Michelle's righteous words, the woman in the chief seat widened her eyes and looked at Roja in disbelief. At this time, the black-haired boy's face was as serious as water.