On weekdays, the wine-red cloak is always on her body, and the heroic woman girl is only wearing a thin silk pajamas at this time, and after fully investigating the girl's body parameters, the craftsmen of V.E company cut the fabric very decently, and the decent ones are a little excessive.

It is said to be pajamas, but in fact it is closer to a loose bathrobe. There is no button, only a two-finger-wide ribbon around the waist is tied to the waist, the translucent silk is close to the body, and under the backlight of the door, not only the body curve is outlined by the bone, but also the glossy skin underneath can be glimpsed in the haze, and even the areola and the lower abdomen with sparse hair. The design that is enough to make the teenage boy blush-faced and red-eared with the slightly plump body in development, Minerva at this moment can be said to be sensational to the extreme, and the young man who is just beginning to fall in love can't hold it at all in front of this scene.

Minerva lowered her head and approached the young man's back step by step, a subtle sour emptiness once again welled up from her chest, and her eyes were blurred by tears of indisputability, and she peeked at the side of the bed, unable to tell whether the back was strong or cowardly, only that the man was her husband, and that he was worthy of her flesh and tenderness.

There is no time to question and ponder such questions as giving up the most important chastity of a woman, whether you will be happy in the rest of your life, and whether this back is worth relying on, and so on, and these questions are purely superfluous in the face of the great righteousness of the state. Even with these questions, what could she do?

Born in the royal family, the corresponding responsibilities and fates were also born, and these coupled with the surrounding situation have already completed Minerva's character and life planning. His father told him that Roland would bring her happiness, and that the marriage would bring peace and prosperity to the country. Bringing peace and happiness to the people. The concubine agreed, and the people around her repeated the same words, telling Minerva that this was the only and absolute future she should meet, the ultimate happiness.

In the face of the truth that the whole world agrees with, what can a fragile woman do but accept?

"In the long night, I will ...... the boredom of sending Roland's classmates"

The undulating emotions stirred his mind, and his lips opened slightly for a long time. Finally make up your mind. Enlightened:

"Please...... Hold me. ”

Separating feelings such as shame, sorrow, and resentment from her thoughts, Minerva pressed her body against Roland's back, and the warm body temperature of the other party was transmitted from her chest and lower abdomen, and the smell of the other party was in her nasal cavity. The neighing of the fabric rubbing against it is the background sound. The shy voice of the young girl hissed in the ears of the teenager. The slightly trembling palm first hugged the other's chest, and then slid little by little towards the boy's lower abdomen......

"Please don't do that. ”

As soon as he grasped the slender white and tender hands, the young man did not look back. In a stern tone with a hint of pity, he said:

"Even though there is a marriage contract and the situation around me is not good, I still hope that you will ...... I beg your Highness Minerva not to do anything about herself. ”

"Zuo...... Practice?"

For the first time she heard someone use this word on herself, and inadvertently touched something that was sleeping in the depths of the princess's heart, she stammered and asked:

"You...... What are you talking about?"

"'I have to do this,' 'Everyone wants me to do this,' 'It's good for the country,' do you think so, and then use this as a reason for your existence and a basis for action?

The hand that was held trembled as if it had been stabbed, and it suddenly retracted, and Minerva looked at Roland's face turned sideways in a daze.

Yan Sù was a little unbearable, as if she was weeping and sobbing for others, Minerva's expression of pity for her as a royal daughter for the first time.

(Maybe she's trying her best in her own way, and I'm not qualified to say anything about this arrangement, but -)

Roland frowned, and Minerva's wavering face was reflected in her sad purple pupils.

Indeed, no matter the figure or the amorous dress, Minerva is impeccable, Chu Chu's pitiful appearance is easy to incite a man's lust, and at the moment when the delicate body with body fragrance sticks to himself, Roland's body also reacts very honestly.

But desire is one thing, and the current situation is completely unacceptable to Roland.

It may be impossible to criticize everyone, even Minerva herself, who regarded this marriage as reasonable, but Minerva herself did not have the slightest anger or sadness at the chastity and happiness of her life, and the fact that she herself was treated as a prop or object. Turning a blind eye to and not thinking about the predicament she might face in the future was a source of great sadness for Roland, especially in the context of his long-term strategic plan for Alfheim.

V.E and Alfheim have seriously considered coexisting with humans, and Li Lin has never made a plan to exterminate humans, and he has strictly prevented the spread of racial superiority and ultra-nationalism in case the ethnic conflict will one day become out of control. Given the right conditions, Alfheim did not want to engage in a brutal general war divided by race, with both sides fighting to the death, and reaching some form of compromise with humanity with which they could live with it.

But this is a prerequisite - Yalfheim must become the norm-maker and leading force in international relations, and become a "transcendent guide" above other races, and only by doing so can the elves be assured of coexisting with humans.

To paraphrase the more popular saying on the earth, it is to become a country with the status of the Blue Star Five hooligans, and it can't be a lame man like Niu Niu or a Gallic chicken, it must be a big-tailed hooligan who speaks effectively like Eagle Sauce and Black Rabbit!

This is unthinkable for human beings, who disdain to give the status of horses such as Hans Meow and Footpot Chicken to the elves, and let the elves become bald eagles who "command the 'United Nations Army' to open the whole world", or the Rabbit Pigodzilla who "wins the opening of the 'United Nations' films", or the fighting race of "the Tsar who first thinks of using nuclear bombs to plug leaks in oil fields and dig canals"?

As long as the brain is not burned out, no human being likes this idea.

There is no other way out than the dialogue between iron and blood.

The elves have long been aware of this, and the expansion of the defense force, the development and production of new weapons, and the improvement of blitzkrieg drills...... It's all about preparing for a military conversation with the human camp one day when the elves' demands are flatly refused.

"If you want the other party to listen to you carefully, you must speak kindly, and you must have a gun in your hand. At the same time, you have to let the other person know that you're not just scaring people, you're going to pull the trigger and send them on their way, so it's best to shoot a fool who doesn't have long eyes first, so that the other fools can be smarter. ”

When Roland was 6 years old, Li Lin wiped a shotgun disguised as an umbrella while explaining Alfheim's national policy. (To be continued......)

PS: Everyone's pro-ticket support, otherwise how can Roland exert his subjective kinetic energy!