Chapter 765: Let's Go Play Together!

“……”

"Where do you start?"

Early the next morning, at an early morning moment when I thought I was still dreaming, the little ghost got up early.

Now, standing at the foot of the Crystal Tree, looking up at the behemoth that covered the entire sky overhead, our Highness looked troubled.

From what I knew of her, the huge crystal tree now looked like a big house made of cakes in her eyes, and now she was just thinking about whether to start with the fruit-decorated cake table or choose the cake bed coated with sweet-milk-oil.

"Okay, let's start here."

After a while, the little ghost decisively found the target, and then with an "ah~" sound, with a happy expression, he bit the root of the crystal tree slowly.

“……”

Before she could get closer, the next moment, I had lifted the little saintess up in the air.

"Let go of me, let go of me, stupid little fan~~, just a maid of this holy woman, and dare to stop this holy woman's meal time~~"

"Bump~~"

"Wow!!"

The little ghost, who had enjoyed a knife in his hand and obediently stopped struggling, looked me up and down with a sharp gaze like an elite boxer in the gladiatorial arena, trying to find a flaw that could deliver a fatal blow.

"I'm not interested in disturbing your meal time, but I definitely can't let you start eating here."

I said indifferently with the little guy's face.

This stupid saintess did it on purpose, definitely on purpose, right, she actually wanted to start eating from the root of the crystal tree, did she plan to knock down the whole crystal tree and take it home to eat it slowly?!

Leaving aside the reaction of the elven clan, the biggest problem is how to carry the crystal tree back, not to mention me, even if the three major demon gods come together, I don't want to carry this behemoth that is thousands of meters high and covers nearly one-twentieth of the inner city of the Elf King City back to the Rogue camp.

So, let's eat it obediently, with the size and growth rate of the Crystal Tree, even if there are ten more little ghosts, there will be an endless supply of energy.

No, add ten more little ghosts

Eleven luminaries rushed at me with ghostly shells, biting at themselves, complaining at themselves, gnawing on diamonds together, just imagining it was enough to make my face look desperate.

For me, this is definitely a more desperate thing than the real body of the three demon gods descending on the first world.

"I don't want to eat from above, I finally got permission from little Yalandran, so I don't want to eat in the canopy of trees secretly--touch-like like yesterday."

The little ghost who was carried by my collar struggled hard, looking determined to die.

“……”

You also know that yesterday's behavior was stealing.

"Why are you so obsessed with starting from the roots? Isn't the canopy the same? Look at the leaves of the trees, shining like diamonds, and like the spirits of the wind, dancing and singing in the breeze, swaying to their heart's content, you see, what does this scene look like? What the? Can't see it?! If you look closely, don't you look like chicken thighs and wings that are roasted to a golden brown color, beckoning to you? Now just fly up, you can gnaw on the mouth full of oil, not 9998 meters, not 998 kilometers, just fly up 998 meters, you can enjoy an incomparable meal, what are you hesitating about, hurry up!! ”

"Ha~~ (drooling)"

Under the encouragement of No's three-inch incorruptible tongue, the little ghost stopped struggling, and raised his head along my fingers, his silver-colored eyes fixed on the leaves of the crystal trees that were constantly swaying in the wind, and he bit his fingers lightly, with the expression of a child seeing candy, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a glimmer of water.

Well, the hypnosis was successful, and now in the eyes of the little ghost, those leaves may have really turned into golden chicken legs and wings.

Just as I was a little proud, the little ghost in my hand was startled, as if he had suddenly taken the starfish away from the eyes of some starfish girl, and showed a startled look like a small animal, and then continued to struggle.

"I don't want it, I don't want it, it's much better here than above."

Hey?!!

Is there a difference in taste between the crown and the roots? In a field that I don't know about, and I'm not interested in learning about at all, there is such a thing?!

Is this the so-called generation gap in the food chain? It's like a shark can't understand why grass tastes so good for cows.

"That smell shouldn't be much different."

Feeling that the little ghost suddenly had an aura called "authority", I asked cautiously.

"The difference is like comparing the stewed broth made by Xiaofan with the stewed meat braised made by Xiao Veras." The little ghost stopped struggling, turned around, and gestured his fingers at me.

“……”

It really made me understand the vivid metaphor of the huge chasm in an instant.

"Well, if that's the case, I won't stop you."

With a sigh of resignation, I glanced at the little ghost that showed a triumphant gesture and snickered in my heart.

"But, if you think about it, this is the Crystal Tree Square, and every now and then elven soldiers and civilians pass by, and if they see it, guess what the consequences will be?"

After a pause, I imitated the tone of a ghost story, and whispered softly in the little ghost's ear in a ghostly hoarse voice.

"What will happen?"

Obviously, he is a ghost who is often used in ghost stories, but he has no immunity to ghost stories, so he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty and asked calmly.

"If you think about it, they will stop curiously and watch you eat, if there are only dozens or hundreds of people, it is nothing, but you know that this person's curiosity is irrepressible, seeing a group of people gathered here, more people will come over to see what is going on, so, from dozens of people to hundreds of people, hundreds of people to thousands of people, thousands of people finally become tens of thousands, being watched by tens of thousands of people, can you still eat calmly? Tens of thousands of eyes, curious, surprised, incredible, this is not enough, think about your posture-color-, there will definitely be amazing, - obscene-evil eyes, all fall on you, just like there are countless hands tickling on the body, even if this kind of thing happens, are you not afraid? ”

With five fingers grasping, I looked at the little ghost with an eerie gaze and said word by word.

“……”

The whole body trembled, as if it had really been stared at by tens of thousands of pairs of eyes, and the little ghost - showed a very troubled expression, and then looked at me, the culprit.

"Xiaofan, you're really a big villain."

Although I knew that there were a lot of exaggerations and threats in my words, such a thing was not impossible, and with the wisdom of the little ghost, she would definitely be able to judge it, so, after thinking for a moment, she glanced at the roots of the tree with regret, and she still gave up all struggles.

"Good, little fool, go up and eat, although you have permission from Jalanderan, it's never good to be seen, isn't it?"

With the little ghost's delicate hair, I kissed her dissatisfied, pink lips.

After thinking for a moment, the little ghost nodded heavily: "Okay, for the sake of your sincerity, this holy woman will listen to you once." ”

After finishing speaking, under my eyes, her fluttering body flew up, and before she could fly half a distance from her body, she suddenly turned around and looked at me angrily.

"Remember to pick me up, or I won't be home."

"Yes~~Yes~~"

Angry and funny, I grabbed her little white hand and kissed it gently.

"Your Highness, I will definitely come to meet you on time."

"Hee-hee~~"

He smirked like a happy fool, and then the little ghost immediately retracted his smile, straightened his face, and snorted proudly at me before drifting away.

Whether the root part of the tree is better, or the crown part is more delicious, or as the little ghost says, there is a difference between the two, as I compare with Veras's craftsmanship, this may be known only to the little ghost, and it is a question of eternal mystery to the world.

The only thing that is certain is that this little ghost who is afraid of loneliness, and his coquettish and pestering kung fu is becoming more and more hidden and diverse.

Looking up at the departing figure of the little ghost, I smiled and thought to myself, knowing that the faintly glowing figure had completely disappeared between the leaves, so I moved my gaze to another place.

There are only a few days left until the day of leaving the elves, although from the beginning, I didn't plan to have anything to do with this cheap wife, but just came here with the same mood as completing the mission.

But things always develop unexpectedly, and I didn't expect that my cheap wife, the elven queen who worshiped hundreds of millions of elves, would give herself such a familiar and powerful sense of déjà vu that she couldn't ignore it if she wanted to.

If you can't ignore it, then pay attention to this relationship, anyway, as Artoria, I have a lot of intersections with her in the future, but how long will that be later? I'm afraid we will only have to wait until the moment when we launch a general assault on the forces of hell, ten years? Fifty years? A hundred years? Two hundred years? Or maybe 500 years from now? Maybe.

Before this time, it was impossible for me to have much time to intersect with Artoria, who was busy dealing with the affairs of the huge elven clan.

Therefore, when it is to leave a memorial for herself, or to fulfill the responsibility of a husband, at least when she is by her side, it can bring some happiness to Artoria and make her feel that this wedding is not a simple cutscene.

Well, the plan begins.

I went to Yalandran first, and after a smile or a strong support, I found Elder Lyman, and after some explanation, the respected Elven Elder patted me on the shoulder, and with a kind smile that seemed to imply countless past events, and then said something to me.

"Artoria, I'll leave it to you."

A moment later, I went home, pushed open the door of my study, and smiled brightly at Artoria's suspicious gaze.

"Artoria, let's hang out together!"

“……”-

As she thought about it, the blonde-haired hair began to spin in circles, and it was clear that Artoria had not understood what I meant by this and had begun to drill into the horns.

"It's literal, let's go out for a walk."

As I spoke, I moved to the back of the chair, pressed my hands on her stiff shoulders, massaged her distressed for a moment, and then hugged the king who didn't know how to cherish herself from behind, and gently rubbed it on her delicate and fair face.

"Shopping?"

Artoria, who suddenly received such affectionate treatment, had a slightly hot face.

"yes, let's hang out together, that's what it means."

I kissed her blushing face, and reached out to the door.

"There is such a rule in our alliance, newly married couples must spend their honeymoon trip, well, the so-called honeymoon is sweet and sweet, easy meaning, you don't want your newly married husband to wander outside alone."

By the way, there is no such thing as a honeymoon in Dark, and the above is purely lip service.

Although it is true that Artoria's personality is too upright and stubborn, after a period of time together, I have gradually mastered how to deal with Artoria.

It's very simple, whether it's exaggeration, or even a mouthful, you have to suppress Artoria on the big reason first, and then she can't react for a while, as for what kind of excuse to use, it's not hard to find, just like what I just said.

Don't forget, this stupid-mao-in some aspects of common sense, but Yan zhòng lacks, as long as she grasps her common sense blind spots, she can easily flicker success, En.

After the above steps are completed, it is probably almost the same to move again, although Artoria's sexual-personality is stubborn, but she is not a cold-blooded person, and the reason why she usually looks strict and cold is just because her identity as a [king] is pressed, so that she can't have the slightest emotion.

This method is quite effective, no, Artoria began to waver, looked at the mountains of Wen jiàn on the table, and then looked at me, and began to weigh the weight of the hair-hair-high-speed turn.

At this point, all it takes is a feather - - to add a feather - to the scale, and Artoria can completely fall to her side.

At my suggestion, Lyman walked in with the two elven elders and a slow smile.

"Elder Lyman, why are you here?"

Artoria looked at the other party with some surprise, could it be that there was something urgent? Thinking of this, her pretty face, which had just relaxed, immediately sank, but Lyman's next words made her fall into distress again.

"Please forgive me for being rude, Your Royal Highness, I heard all your conversations outside, and indeed as His Royal Highness said, your current status is not only a king, but also a wife, and you should fulfill your duties as a wife, is it possible, have you forgotten the vows you made on the wedding day?"

"Yes, I'm not familiar with the elves alone, except for Artoria, there is no one who can speak, after the wedding, Artoria, when you stay in the study to work, I have to hide alone in the room's damp dark corner and count ants, alas~~ lonely."

As I spoke, I wiped the corners of my eyes and said in a sad and complaining tone of a sad husband who was ignored by my wife.

Lyman stared at me with wide eyes, stunned by my prowess, but he knew that yesterday while looking for the little ghost, I had been caught by a couple of bastard adventurers, and then a dozen people gathered under the tree, gulping ale, eating barbecue, and blowing cowhide for half an hour.

"Ahem, so as His Royal Highness said, as part of the wife, you have completely derelicted your duty, Your Highness the Queen."

Under the constant hint in my eyes, Lyman, who had reacted for a while, echoed and continued.

"But these texts may be related to the life and death of the clan."

Artoria's gaze became more and more wavering, but she still couldn't grasp her mind when she glanced at Wen Jiàn on the desk.

"So here we are."

Lyman pointed at himself, then at the two elders behind him, and laughed.

"No, you also have your tasks, how can I trouble you?"

Artoria shook her head, others didn't know, but she knew very well that the duties of these elders were not easier than her own, and even much heavier.

The elven sexuality-like secluded diaspora and the danger of the primeval forest determine that these elders have to spend a busy day.

As long as you do the math, the entire elven race, there are probably hundreds of millions of elves, there are hundreds of thousands of villages, assuming that there are one percent of the number of events in the villages every day, there are thousands of texts in a day, and the events are divided into five levels according to the importance of the task.

The first-level event is a major event that must be convened to discuss with the entire elven race, and it is related to the life and death of the entire clan, but this kind of thing may not happen once in ten thousand years.

The second level is the heavy events that must be handed over to the experienced Arlanderan and Artoria themselves.

The third level is for Artoria's major affairs.

The fourth level is the small things that the elders can handle on their own.

The fifth level is some chicken-feather-garlic chores that can be delayed.

Therefore, the number of elven elders seems to be a lot, but they are also responsible for collecting all the events, and then dividing them into levels, handing over the events above the third level to Artoria for handling, and they themselves have to deal with the fourth and fifth level matters, which is actually much more laborious than Artoria.

So, knowing these Artoria, how could they bother Elder Lyman and them to dispose of their own share?