Frightened and humiliated, the Centaur Lord, who had become extremely insensitive, was re-shackled after a little grooming and dressing to prevent the brute-powerful Centaur from suddenly rising up and hurting their Emperor.

At the same time, Artoria, the strongest warrior of the Norman Empire, and Sonya, the second assassin master of the Norman Empire, also accompanied the centaur lord to meet him.

It's just that what makes Randy a little dissatisfied is that although this girl looks nothing on the surface, she is greatly stimulated mentally and is not as radiant as she saw that night.

"How can you do this to Miss Printhia? She's a very important guest of mine, so hurry up and break his shackles. ”

"But Your Majesty, Centaur ......"

"Do you dare not listen to my orders?" Randy didn't say anything more, but took out his saber himself, cut off the wooden flail on the Centaur Lord's leg, snatched the key from the escort's hand, opened the shackles in her hand, and then untied the cloak behind his back and draped it over Princeia with a slight surprise.

"Your Royal Highness, I'm really sorry for letting you be wronged!" Randy is a natural actor, this will do sorry state, no need for any rehearsal at all, quickly adjust the state, Princia, who was a little stunned by Randy, slowly stretched her body, and looked at Randy in a daze, this can be called a handsome face that is unparalleled in the world, as well as a heartfelt expression of concern, and gentle comforting words.

All she had seen in the months had been malicious taunts, insults, and insults, and no one had ever treated her so tenderly, and Printhia could no longer hold back, and the sadness and panic that had accumulated over the months burst out like a broken faucet, as if Randy was the only person in the world who could help her, so she hugged Randy and lost her voice in his arms.

Randy was stunned for a moment, feeling that although such a development was unexpected, it was not necessarily a good thing, and made a slight gesture to let Artoria and several guard knights standing around all leave, and continued to comfort Printhia softly.

At that time, the Norman Queen was a little puzzled, although she had been numb to Randy's almost unlimited bringing the girl home recently, but for the half-humanoids, Artoria still had instinctive resistance, looking at Randy's movements and postures, she felt that Randy needed to see a psychiatrist.

"Look at him!"

Because Randy had already said that the centaur lord had used it before, and Artoria had also seen the toughness of the centaur army in the past few months, he still had a positive attitude towards Randy's behavior, just a little advice.

Sonia, who also sensed that something was wrong, walked out and turned her head again, and saw that Randy didn't make anything wrong, so she turned around and really left.

The Centaur Lord cried and cried like this, and fell into Randy's arms in a daze, almost pressing Randy down, which made Randy smile bitterly, if it was an ordinary girl, Randy with the strength of an elite-level warrior would naturally be able to hold her up in the posture of a princess, but for the centaur...... Although Printhia is small and delicate compared to the average centaur soldier, she definitely weighs more than three hundred pounds, and her body shape is not suitable for people to hold, so it is more appropriate to let Randy ride her.

Fortunately, centaurs have both human customs and horse habits, and when Randy was worried about the bed, he actually found that Printhia was actually sleeping standing up, and couldn't help but be very curious, and went around Printhia a few times, looked left and right, and found that there was basically no one here except Principia.

Randy crouched behind Printhia who was standing and sleeping, and lifted her skirt to observe her carefully......

Here's the **......

This is the urethra......

This should be the legendary XX......

Although the position is a little different, the shape is similar to that of humans, and it is smooth, not covered by body hair like human women, but revealing white skin, strange to say, most of Princia's lower body is covered with beautiful pale golden fur, which is very smooth and warm to the touch, and feels very good to the touch, except that there is no hair at all in this vicinity.

"If it's not the right size, I'll be embarrassed......"

“………………”

“………………”

Printhia gradually wakes up and feels that she had a very embarrassing dream, and then sees Randy's smiling face, and can't help but be even more embarrassed.

"You must be tired, it looks like you haven't had a good rest recently, the guest room is ready, you can use it at any time, come with me."

Randy naturally took Printhia's hand and walked out of the tent, making Principia blush, wanting to shake off Randy's hand, but looking at Randy's eyes so sincere, innocent and innocent without the slightest malice, he felt that he was suspicious of others like this, and what bad intentions he had were were like a crime.

Artoria didn't know where she went, there were some guards knights around, and there were many Norman soldiers busy in the distance, but these could be selectively ignored in the background, and at this moment Printhia looked at Randy intently, and felt that some feelings seemed to sprout in her heart.

"What? The other party is a human, and a Norman, and we are enemies. Printhia reminded herself, but her body was getting hotter and hotter, and she leaned towards Randy little by little, almost sticking to Randy, and at this time, Principia's stomach suddenly screamed.

"Maybe you'd like to eat something first!"

Randy chuckled and changed direction and headed towards his room, where several of the knights of the Guard guarding the door rode to the kitchen and ordered the palace chef to start cooking.

Because of the relationship with the guests, it is more hearty than usual.

is worthy of being Randy's most trusted knight, and his ability to observe words and emotions is top-notch, so Randy knows how to do it.

Randy managed to get Printhia into his room, having consulted books on centaur customs, and knew that centaurs usually eat on a low table that allows them to curl up their legs, a height of which is about the same height as a coffee table used by humans, and Randy is also very dedicated, like all high-ranking abductors, to make such furniture.

In fact, when it comes to the Centaur's daily necessities, Randy has prepared the best set for Printhea.

According to the customs and recipes of centaurs, their food is no different from the general grassland race, beef and mutton and dairy products, which is basically like this, so Randy deduced that there should be no problem with eating some other meat, and also carefully tested on other centaur prisoners of war, and devoured a lot of fried and fried chicken, duck and fish, and the next day the centaur prisoners of war were still alive, which also confirmed Randy's assertion.

Soon Randy pulls Printhia to his room, and Printhia notices that along the way, the eyes of people looking at her have become different, everyone bows very consciously, the male caresses his chest, and the female pulls up the corner of his skirt, all of them are sincerely afraid and honored.

Printhia quickly understood that they were not looking at herself, but at the man who was holding her hand beside her.

"Randy von Hoffmann?"

The centaur Junzu was in a trance and opened his mouth to say such a name.

Randy's heart thumped when he heard this, but his facial expression was as if nothing had happened.

I thought: This woman's IQ is not low, and she is not wearing any emperor-related clothes today, just ordinary aristocratic casual clothes.

Seeing that Randy didn't reply, neither agreed nor denied, as if she hadn't heard what she said, Printhia couldn't hold on to the person who was holding her hand at the moment, whether it was the emperor she had been thinking about and wanted to capture her alive.

When the two parties arrived at Randy's room, a servant soon brought a variety of fragrant and appetizing dishes, and Printhia looked at these delicacies that she couldn't even name, and was a little stunned, and heard Randy ask.

"Isn't this to your liking? I'm sorry, but I haven't done much research on the eating habits of centaurs. ”

"Nope! That's already good. ”

Recalling that in Krakow before, the other party actually fed herself the forage that the horses eat, Printhia hurriedly said this, raised the knife and fork in her hand and stretched out to a plate of chicken legs, and after eating a bite, she felt that it was delicious.

I haven't eaten well in the past few days, so I ate more, and the food is not very good-looking, and I was eating, and suddenly I thought of a person next to me, and I stood up suddenly.

"Don't worry about me, you can just eat your own." Randy said.

Printhia nodded, but her movements were noticeably smaller.

Seeing that Printhia was eating almost, Randy, who was leaning next to her, handed her tea to rinse her mouth, and took out another handkerchief to wipe the grease stains on Printhia's mouth, Printhia resisted a little, and finally let Randy fiddle, just looked at Randy intently, and involuntarily approached and lay on Randy's shoulder, and Randy also naturally hugged Printhia's neck and kissed it.

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After a buffer period of several months, Ayujie Khan has come to his senses.

Because of the Norman retreat, the two sides did not fight a few decent wars, and the low-intensity scouts did fight a few times, but usually no more than two hundred men, and the number of soldiers killed did not exceed double digits, and even the vast majority of soldiers, except for those who received orders to go out of the camp to patrol, gradually forgot that they were on the battlefield.

The Norman soldiers were a bit better, as there were all sorts of military training in place of games, and the centaur warriors were a bit idle.

"In this state, what should we do if the enemy suddenly attacks us?" Seeing that his own soldiers were becoming more and more scattered, and even small soldiers secretly left the barracks and disappeared into the swamp, Ayujie Khan began to worry, and the Norman army's feeling for people was that this kind of storm was coming, which was terrifying.

"Emperor Randy is definitely brewing some conspiracy, but what could it be?" Ayujie Khan racked his brains and couldn't figure out what Randy was thinking.

Of course, even if he killed Ayujie Khan, he couldn't imagine that Randy was trying to calculate his daughter.

No! In fact, he also thought of this point, taking his daughter as a hostage to threaten himself, but he didn't expect Randy to be so beastly and take advantage of it.

Randy had thoroughly wiped Printhia clean at this point, putting his arm around her shoulders and comforting her with love words, while his other hand groped around Printhea's body.

"So you want me to go and tell my father Khan to stop this war." Printhia also knew Randy's true identity at the moment, but it was nothing, and she was even very satisfied with it, as if a young and handsome, high-ranking and powerful man like Randy who could coax girls could not be found in the centaur tribe anyway.

Therefore, some people see ordinary, middle-aged men who are not welcomed in the place of origin, and immediately become a sought-after commodity after entering the grassland or Miaojiang, and feel very incomprehensible.

On the grassland, there are only men who are strong and rude, whose skin is dried by the strong wind, and who are tanned by the sun, who have a poor complexion because of their uneven diet, and who have too many legs and legs because they ride horses, who do not wear fancy clothes, who do not soak in hot springs and milk all day long, and who have white skin that comes out of them, and who have carefully cared for their faces, and who have delicate mouths of delicate words, and who have exquisite hearts.

Printhia leaned on Randy's shoulder, which wasn't too wide, but reliable, and listened to Randy say half-truths.

"Actually, I don't want to fight Bayern, can you help me?"

Let Printhia's last scruples be eliminated, after all, the fight between her mother's family and her mother-in-law's family is very nerve-wracking as a daughter-in-law, and now hearing Randy say this, Printhia happily agreed.

Printhia stayed in Randy's room for the night, and after much deliberation, when it was dawn, Randy showed Printhia the peace document that had already been drafted, as well as the treaty of friendship between the Norman Empire and the Oirat centaurs.

Speaking of which Printhia is not stupid, she naturally knows the importance of this kind of thing, although she feels that this is a little hurtful, but she still looks at it carefully, and secretly reminds herself that if there is anything wrong, you must point it out, but it turns out to be a little different from what Printhia imagined, this treaty seems to be very fair, it looks like two allies, not enemies, which makes Printhia surprised, and looks at the smiling Randy even more.

Unlike the Grand Duchy of Moscow's document of loss of power and humiliation, for the centaur tribe, Randy really really wants to win over, so the treaty is relatively very fair, and even for the development of the centaur tribe, it can also play a certain role in promoting, Randy believes that in this unfavorable situation, under such favorable conditions, coupled with the relationship between the only heir of the centaur tribe and Ayujie's love daughter, the centaur Khan will finally agree no matter how unwilling he is in his heart.

After breakfast in the morning, Printhia leaves her lover and walks towards the centaur camp with Randy's letter of state, promises, gifts filled with two wagons, and a beautiful self-portrait.

"Will she succeed?" Artoria silently appeared behind Randy and asked.

"Of course!"

Randy chuckled, looking full of confidence, and turned around to make out with Artoria, but saw Her Majesty's brows furrowed slightly, a little displeased, knowing that most of the things between herself and Principia were known to her, but it was not clear through which Artoria knew about it.

"You seem to be close to that centaur girl!" Artoria opened Randy's ill-intentioned arm and said.

"Almost! After all, I am such an attractive man, and it is only right to attract the attention of the opposite sex. ”

"Really?"

Artoria was very entangled in this matter, last night she was in the barracks to recuperate the soldiers, and she trained hard until late at night, because she was so excited that she didn't want to sleep, so she found some wine to drink by herself, and staggered to her room in the early morning, and then saw Randy take Printhia's hand and come out.

(End of chapter)