Chapter 734: An Unexpected Accident

"What is arrogant, a mere stupid Wu."

Beya muttered in the back, and when she saw that the other party was still cheeky, she waved to those nymphomaniac Roger archers with a suspicious wave, and her heart was even more resentful.

Those girls are also quite delicate and cute, why did they fall in love with such an ordinary stupid person? Could it be that the women of the alliance are so visionless? Knowing that he was Artoria's sister's husband, he dared to intervene sideways, humming, what a group of guys who don't know the height of the sky.

Beya didn't know what she was thinking at all, there were already subtle contradictions before and after, anger was burning in her heart, for the shameless female Rogge who shouted loudly below, if it weren't for her current identity and the important role she played, this hot-tempered elf beauty would definitely have to jump down and have a good discussion with those shameless women.

"Beya, don't forget your current mission."

Artoria, the flawless king, gently nodded to the cheering crowd below, bringing the elegance and nobility of the elves, as well as the solemnity that people can't look at directly, to everyone in the audience.

Taking advantage of the effort of turning her head, she reminded Beya behind her softly in a light tone, although her eyes did not look back from beginning to end, but what kind of character Artoria was, it was too simple for her to sense Beya's emotional fluctuations behind her.

"Yes...... Yes, Sister Artoria. ”

Unexpectedly, he was noticed by the queen just when he was angry, and he felt that Artoria and I couldn't admire it, Beya also hurriedly whispered, took a deep breath secretly, and readjusted the elegant posture and pace that had slightly deviated, showing her flawless side.

……

Ah, people can't look good, I didn't expect that these guys who usually pretend to be stupid in the bar did think of a good note.

While waving, I thought to myself.

In terms of numbers, although it is the second largest force in addition to the elves, but even so, the number of people on the alliance side is far less than one-tenth of the amount of those long-eared elves, but these guys have finally thought of a good attention, which is to concentrate their vitality, and put a group of people at intervals, wave after wave.

Although these voices are like a boat tossed in a storm in the cheers of the elves, which may be overturned and drowned at any time, our druids are not covered with ears, and can always find the voices of these enthusiastic fellows from the chaos, so that the expected feeling of neglect and isolation along the way does not appear as expected.

Man is a creature that can't live by himself.

Just when I was secretly satisfied with the current situation, and even relaxed, and forgot the glance that the super spirit prince had had before parting, the huge torso of the crystal tree gradually enlarged, and after nearly five kilometers of walking, it was almost the end of the road, and it seemed that it was a little too smooth.

Yes, it's too smooth, it's extremely unnatural, just think about it, you know, whether I'm or Artoria, we all have the kind of physique that can attract big and small troubles - sexuality, and now that two people are standing together, this kind of physique is - sexuality - the strength of the exertion, I'm afraid it's not as simple as one plus one, how can it be smooth sailing?

So, according to the genus-sex-bonus configuration of the two of us, at the moment near the end, there was a sudden commotion under the stage.

"Trist, you're ......"

The angry voices of several elven soldiers sounded, followed by a scream of chaos, and at the same time I looked at the source of the chaos, I glanced at Artoria lightly with my peripheral vision, and sure enough, those quiet eyes that seemed to be full of majesty did not show any surprise.

If there is no trouble, then it is called weird.

Comrade!!

For a moment, I felt a strong sense of resonance in my heart.

The crowd was approaching, and the last black shadow jumped high, and in the midst of everyone's astonished gaze, stood in front of Artoria and me, in front of Artoria and me, armed with a thin sword, dressed in silver armor, and a menacing way that I drove and this tree that I planted.

Of course, if the king of the mountain who robbed the road was as handsome as the super prince in front of him, I think it would be absolutely indispensable that there would be a noble lady who prepared an expensive dowry and frequently traveled to and from the robber-infested places waiting for his prince to come.

Well, after the joke is over, let's face it, to be honest, the current situation is not very good, don't forget where jì is here, don't forget how many people are watching around jì, don't forget what jì we are doing now.

At this sacred and solemn moment, if there is no good explanation for the arrogant actions of this super elite prince, in full view of everyone, the negative impact on the elven clan will definitely be ten times greater than the farce between the old drunkard and Mu Dwarf Winter Melon a few days ago, after all, that time can still be fooled with the lies of a strong sense of déjà vu set by a powerful group of people like a few people with a strong sense of déjà vu set by the migrant worker anime.

To describe it simply, to use two metaphors, one is like a sudden whim-tide one day to play a love action movie in front of the public and turn the sound to the maximum, and then the relevant equipment and hard disks were confiscated by the city management on charges of affecting the city's appearance, and the other is when the head of state was paraded, in the cheers of tens of thousands of people, a piece of cow dung was smashed on his sparse-sexual-sensual head.

Well, as the prince of the elves, I should also worry a little about the elves and my wife.

Glancing at the super-elf prince standing proudly in front of us, I set my eyes on Artoria.

"Trist."

The moment my gaze was on her, Artoria seemed to close her eyes slightly for a moment, and then reopened them, her turquoise-colored eyes flashing with a terrifying gaze, and she faintly called out the name of the super-elf prince.

"Yes, Her Royal Highness."

The moment Artoria opened her eyes and cast her unemotional gaze, Trist's hand couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he clenched his fist fiercely, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand lightly against his chest, and bowed gracefully and respectfully to his own king, revealing a shining smile that could blind the eyes of other men.

In normal times, his elegant and noble demeanor and smile would probably be exchanged for loud cheers from many elf women, but at this moment, the square of hundreds of thousands of people is quiet, and the pin drop can be heard, and any ordinary person knows how rude and disrespectful Trist is doing now.

"You seem to know what you're doing."

Artoria's tone was as light as water, but in those eyes as quiet as moonlight, there was a flickering chill of late autumn, gently closing her eyes, her mouth pursed slightly, this sudden chill made her original majesty expand a thousand times in an instant, just this momentum, made the air around her impetuous, and constantly swirled around Artoria, as if hoping to soothe the anger in her eyes.

It's dangerous, it's dangerous.

Standing next to Artoria and watching her white wedding dress flutter under the cyclone formed by the strong momentum, I was subtly relieved.

Although it is a short wedding skirt, the high platform is only one meter, and under the wedding skirt, there should be a structure like safety pants, so the guys standing in the audience, expecting the bastards who will be killed, rush home immediately and bury their heads in the quilt and cry.

Well, anyway, now is not the time to complain about this.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I know exactly what I'm doing."

Trist, who had endured the oppression of most of Artoria's majestic gaze and momentum, gritted his teeth, but he did not let out a single reluctantly-revealed-smile, and bowed gracefully again.

"Very well, Trist, I ask you, can you afford to bear the guilt for this?"

I don't know when, Artoria suddenly appeared in her hand a two-handed sword with a gold carved scabbard, holding it in one hand, pointing diagonally at Triste, still asking in her tone as light as water.

"Wait, Her Highness!!"

At this moment, dozens of voices sounded at the same time, and in the midst of countless pairs of surprised eyes, one figure after another jumped up one after another, standing next to Trist, looking nervously at Artoria's cold gaze.

"I see."

Gently lowering her sword, Artoria closed her eyes and sighed.

"Doesn't the law hold the people accountable? It was my negligence and fault that I was not able to stop it in advance. ”

"No, it's not Her Highness's fault."

As a loyal fan of the Queen, Trist said loudly as a matter of course, and then his sharp gaze fell on me, not only him, but the other hundreds of elves who jumped up also looked at him, with a bitter and hateful look, as if to say, look, you guy has troubled Her Royal Highness again.

Hey, do you mean...... It could have been my fault?!!

The corners of my mouth twitched slightly, at this time, it was not so much that my heart was full of anger that I had been wronged, but rather a sudden powerlessness, all over my body, and I didn't even have the strength to complain.

"Distinguished guests from afar, Your Excellency Fan from the Adventurer Alliance, please allow me, the leader of the Elven Young Guards, Trist, to extend my highest greetings to you."

This guy pretended to salute me, bah, it's not the first time I've seen you, I didn't have to be so polite last time? What a hypocritical child.

And what does this statement mean? Although at first glance they are very polite words, the word "guest" that is clenched from the other party's mouth clearly means in private that if you want to marry our Royal Highness, you will dream of where you will come and go.

Secretly disdainful of the super spirit prince, I had to show a hypocritical smile together, and nodded slightly to each other, the face of the alliance can't be lost, otherwise I immediately rushed up and peeled off this girl's new silk gloves.

"Your Excellency, this is not the first time we have met."

Trist asked, with a feel-good smile that had completely taken the initiative.

"Is that so? I'm sorry, but I don't really have any memory. ”

I replied with a smile that made this self-feeling super prince twitch at the corners of his mouth.

Although our IQ is mortal level, this mouth has been tempered by a long battle with the Tucao Holy Maiden, and how can a little guy like you compare to it.

"I take the liberty of asking a question, the last pair of gloves, Your Excellency should have already accepted it."

The super spirit prince is also clever, and when he saw that his words were not good, he immediately went straight to the topic and asked.

What the? Is this guy here to get those gloves back? From me, the third knocker of Rog?!!

In an instant, my gaze at the super spirit prince became sinister, whew, is that so? Want to challenge the prestige of my third knock? It's not a small amount of courage.

However, the last time I picked up the gloves, Beya and Tia could see it clearly, so no matter how thick my skin was, I couldn't say the word "no", so I could only nod with difficulty in following the opposite gaze.

However, don't think that this will be the way to get the gloves back, the real battle has just begun, looking at the super spirit prince with a happy face, I secretly sneered.

"That's fine, that means that Your Excellency has agreed to a duel with me!!"

Hey?

The unexpected stretch left me dumbfounded.

"Stupid Wu, accepting the other party's gloves is equivalent to agreeing to the battle provoked by the other party, you shouldn't know the rules of our elf clan."

Beya was reminded from behind me, and I turned around and nodded stiffly at her.

"You, you...... I thought you knew. ”

Beya's helpless scream sounded.

So that's the case, what a cunning guy who actually took advantage of the blind spot that I don't know the rules of the elves to create this battle.

Looking back, I smiled at the Super Spirit Prince, and my heart was full of depressed anger.

"Then please allow me to make an unreasonable request, Your Excellency, please allow me to verify here, as the future prince of the elven race, your strength and determination to protect Her Royal Highness the Queen."

After speaking, Trist raised the long sword in his hand majestically.

And his seemingly righteous and awe-inspiring tone, for the sake of Her Royal Highness, willing to be punished, stood up, and immediately won the support of many elves, especially those who shouted "Druid Wu Fan die", and the scene was chaotic for a while.

"Allow me, Arekos, to make such an unreasonable request to you."

"Allow me, xxxxx, also to ask you ......"

Driven by this commotion, the hundreds of elves behind Trist, as if they had gained great courage, finally broke free from Artoria's awe, stepped forward one by one, and loudly demanded a duel.

Oh, I'm still playing group fights!!