……

"I'm sorry, because of the willfulness of this king, I have embarrassed you."

In another space, Artoria stood up and gave a knightly salute to Akara and the would-be four-winged angel Gaiar.

Just now, when the two-winged angel referee Eriker was difficult to judge, Akara and Gaiar, who were the organizers of this martial arts competition, originally wanted to come forward, but were stopped by Artoria.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's King Aalto's power."

The cunning Akara seemed to have expected Artoria to do this, and he laughed at this time, and there was no surprise on his face.

A smile also appeared on his holy face, and he who had lived for thousands of years was probably not inferior to Akara in his shrewdness.

"What does King Aalto think of our family's final decision?"

A few chuckles, relaxing the apologetic look on Artoria's face, Akara then asked, Artoria's purpose for doing this couldn't be more obvious, and how could Akara not see it.

"To be honest, this king was a little surprised." Al. Tolia closed her eyes slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her beautiful and majestic face.

"Before I came, the king was worried that he was too ambitious to be recognized by the other elves, and as you all know, we elves have always disliked ambitious people, but now it seems that this king should be worried that he is too unambitious."

Artoria went straight to the point. The expression made Acala and Caiar laugh again.

After a pause, she opened her eyes, and those noble and majestic turquoise pupils fluttered. With a serious look.

"Again, for him, this king doesn't hate ......"

When she said this, Artoria's expression was solemn, as if she was in a . The figure of another time and space suddenly became taller and taller, just like the king of kings wearing armor and holding a sharp sword, sitting on a throne on a thousand huge steps, so powerful that he could not breathe and could only look up.

"Qiang—"

The crisp sound of drawing the sword resounded throughout the space, and even the Yarna Wu. The aura of holiness that was everywhere seemed to retreat a little under this voice, and Caiar's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze fell on the golden sword that Artoria had pulled out.

Hold the sword in your right hand and your left palm. Holding the sword holder, the tip of the sword is held straight up in front of the chest, which is the most formal knight's oath ceremony unique to the elves.

"I, the Elven Queen Artoria, hereby decide that in the war against the forces of hell, if the druid Wu Fan can always be the sword that cuts off the forces of hell, then I, Artoria, on behalf of the entire elven race, will be his strongest shield."

With that, Artoria raised her sword above her head, and the void slid straight down, giving a sense of unyielding determination before she re-sheathed it.

"Is Lord Akara satisfied with such an answer?" Gently closing her cloak, Artoria asked.

"Of course, this is a historic moment for you and me, and even for the entire Dark Continent, I, the old woman, represent the countless lives of the Dark Continent here, thank you King Alto."

As he spoke, Akara really stood up and bowed slightly.

"Where, Your Excellency Akara must not say that, as a member of the continent, this is the obligation of this king and the entire elven race." Artoria said solemnly, and then gave the two of them another knightly salute.

"If there is nothing else, please forgive this king for retiring first."

"Don't you wait to see the award ceremony and meet Wu Zhen?" Akara sighed in surprise.

"Don't be in a hurry, this king believes that in the near future, we will meet soon, don't you?"

Artoria smiled faintly, and as Akara and Gaiar watched, her figure faded into the darkness......

……

On the other hand, I didn't know that I had missed the opportunity to meet the cheap fiancée, and I was still talking and laughing with Veras.

"You've done a great job."

After I apologized sincerely, Sister Sharna stood at the distance of Veras, and said with a smile, her silhouette against the tree looking very arrogant.

"It's the so-called glory despite defeat." Linya clasped her hands together and smiled sweetly.

"Sir, are you tired? I'm hungry. ”

Veras asked softly as always, with her character, it didn't matter who won or lost the game, all she prayed in her heart was that I would be a little less injured.

"I'm sorry to worry you."

I stepped forward and hugged Veras tightly, in front of so many people, she immediately blushed with shame, but surprisingly she was not shy and struggled, but very quietly let me hug me, her nose trembled slightly, as if relieved, and she took a deep breath.

"And my little darling Sarah." After letting go of Veras, I hugged Sarah next to me and kissed her so hard that the little angel couldn't lift her head in shame for a while, and buried her pretty face in my arms.

Well? Little Jasmine, what are you doing there with a note?

When I looked back, I finally saw the petite figure of Princess Sanwu, hiding behind the old drunkards, waving the quills while brushing, and raising her head from time to time to fall on my face.

"This little bit seems to be curious about your current transformation and insight." The old drunkard leaned sideways and said nonchalantly.

"Huh?"

I subconsciously looked at myself, is it really that unusual?

The little ghost seemed to see my doubts, nodded vigorously, and said a very hurtful metaphor: "It's like turning from Omars to a white wolf." ”

Huh——?!!! Is the span that big? This is simply beyond the comparison between the amoeba protozoa and the Namek, then again, in the mind of your spit saint, my original image is so appropriate for Omas, the Indian Ah San who is full of funny and complaining points, I have much whiter skin than him, you bastard!!

After complaining in my heart, I gave a spit knife to the ghost's head.

"Really...... Like a father and daughter? ”

Veras covered her smile and smiled, and Sarah, on the side, also used her beautiful pupils like fire diamonds to look at me, and then at Princess Sanwu, and nodded her head thoughtfully.

"Is that so?"

Father, in fact, I thought about it during the game, it seems that everyone is on the same page, anyway, am I really that old?

Thinking about himself, he is almost thirty, although because of the identity of the transferee, his appearance has not changed much since he first came to the dark, and as expected, this young face should be able to maintain until he is fifty or sixty years old, and then he will gradually become a middle-aged uncle with the same melancholy vicissitudes of life as Carlos and them, and his eyes are full of mysterious charm and singing and crying stories.

Although this age is still a little early for an adventurer, it is not surprising that he has a lovely daughter, eh...... If you can ignore the age of the three-no princess.

Thinking about it like this, Daddy's aura couldn't help but flare up again, and he gently beckoned to Princess Sanwu and tried to say.

"Jasmine's daughter, come to Daddy's side."

After hearing this, the three-no princess who was brushing and recording seemed to have a big reaction, and she actually came back to her senses from the previous research mode that no one could disturb, raised her head, and her big bright yellow eyes were facing her, and she seemed to be able to detect a slight tremor in her silent gaze.

Under the curious gaze of everyone, after thinking for a moment, the little guy took a few steps forward without hurry, hugged me, and rubbed his face in his arms a few times.

"The host...... Father? ”

"Uh, this...... The host doesn't have to add it. I scratched my head embarrassedly and said, sure enough, I was still a little embarrassed to be called like this by Princess Sanwu.

"Actually, I used to think that when Xiaofan took care of Xiao Jasmine, he really had a father's taste, and it was the relationship between the master and the maid, and it was the kind of unclear relationship, which was really complicated." The little ghost shook his head helplessly.

"Relationships between people are inherently complex." I held my head high and decided to use my knowledge as a veteran to teach the little ghost a lesson.

"For example, you and I seem to be a wife and husband on the surface, but in fact you are just a slave girl I keep in captivity...... Other...... Don't bite! Bleeding! The wound that had finally healed had broken again! I'm just kidding, and didn't you say that yourself last time I was in Lugoin?!! ”

"Is that so? Have I ever said anything like that? ”

The little ghost finally let go, and as if he was a little unsatisfied, he licked his snow-white teeth, jumped off my head, and said suspiciously.

"Absolutely!!" I said it categorically.

"Even if this is the case, only I am allowed to say this kind of thing, for example, if I say that Xiao Fan is a stupid person, will you follow Xiao Fan?" The little ghost nodded as he taught.

“……”

How can it be replaced by her preaching, when it comes to articulate words, I am really no match for this little guy.

"Whew-"

At this moment, Princess Sanwu, who had been lying in my arms all the time, sniffed like a puppy and tried to smell her father from inside, and sighed slightly.

Do you still have any grievances against me? In addition to being a little bit like a maid in terms of cleaning and cooking and etiquette, why do I always think that the relationship between the two of us should be reversed, and I am her father and housekeeper?

The master has done this to the maid, what are you not satisfied with, bastard!

"Only...... Appearance. ”

Probably buried in my arms for a long time, this little guy is very cute with a red face, but the movements and tone are not cute at all, very cold head tilt, she said so, without a trace of nostalgia left my arms.

Huh-huh——?!! Am I just abandoned?

"What do you mean by that?"

I asked with tears streaming down my face, I admit, in fact, I really want little Jasmine to be able to call herself father once in a while, like Siruth and Echolu, this damn daddy aura, this damn daddy aura......

"Whew-"

Blushing, Princess Sanwu sighed indifferently again, as if she could see a big exclamation point coming out of her ruddy little mouth.

Then, she swiped something on the note in her hand and turned it around to face me.

It reads: What is seven hundred and seventy-seven times seven hundred and seventy-seven......

In fact, shouldn't I praise the three-no-princess who can write this slender and rounded math problem in two seconds? Could it be that the notes in her hand are a strangely shaped notebook?!!

Is it 777*777? That's really a product between what I can and can't do mental arithmetic for me, wait, give me ten seconds......

"Whew-"

Hey, I'm sighing too fast, it's only been less than two seconds, and I've just made the conclusion that I can calculate the result with my IQ in my heart, and I haven't started to calculate yet, can ordinary people really calculate the answer in two seconds? It's impossible, don't measure those ordinary human beings by your standards, stupid!!

"Wait, give me another twenty seconds...... No, ten seconds, ordinary people need this kind of time to calculate, right? ”

I hurriedly bargained, and asked for help from the Veras.

"Hah...... Haha, you're right, ...... It does take a little time. ”

Veras, who didn't know much about lying, chuckled in with a very fake puzzle, and then tilted her head slightly, subtly avoiding my distress gaze.

Silently withdrawing my gaze, I brushed over the faces of the little ghost, Sarah, and Linya.

“……”

Why do you turn your head, why do you all turn your head away, why don't you dare to look me in the eye? It's just that Linya and Little Ghost have received an elite education since childhood, and it's not surprising that Sarah has a shrewd mother to teach, but Veras, don't you dream of being an "ordinary" housewife? Shouldn't you be on the same side as me? Sure enough, I am the only one who needs to spend dozens of seconds to calculate the result in this family? Am I isolated?!!

"Okay, don't play tricks, quickly change back to your original stupidity, and you're about to start Luo."

The old drunkard next to him saw our family fighting and complaining to each other, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious, probably envious, but at this time he not only interrupted.

"If I could change back, I would have changed back a long time ago, and I can't control it now, so I will probably have to wait for the body to consume a certain amount of dù, so that the transformation effect will disappear automatically."

Hearing the old drunkard say this, I immediately said in frustration and helplessness, I changed but couldn't recover, probably I was the first case in history, so wouldn't I be able to get the title of "the most failed druid in history" again?

Thinking like this, even the subtle and unpleasant words in the old drunkard's words automatically ignored the past.

"Is that so? I've got a secret recipe to help you. The old drunkard smiled sinisterly.

"Oh? That's good... : No or no ......"

I subconsciously replied happily, and then suddenly remembered the old drunkard's character, and couldn't help but shiver, and hurriedly changed his words, but unfortunately it was too late, and my eyes were already black as soon as my head buzzed.

When I woke up, it didn't seem that much time had passed, and everyone was still in the competition space, even standing in the same place just now without moving.

"Look, I said it worked."

The triumphant voice of the old drunkard, which I heard dimly in my ears, immediately made me grit my teeth with hatred.

In my anger, I was about to collect the debt from the old drunkard, but she patted me vigorously on the shoulder and changed the subject.

"Boy, the award ceremony is about to begin, aren't you going to go and see it?"

"Huh? Isn't it just going to be held on stage? Where else to see? ”

According to the original view brought by the world, just like the Olympics, Carlos stood on the highest platform in the center, and he stood in the second position next to his right hand, and then the third Seattlek on his left hand, and the three of them stood in a row and looked up at the sunrise.

Thinking of the embarrassing scene in my mind, I asked stupidly.

"Stupid, how can the award ceremony be in a crowded place, don't you see that those adventurers have already started to leave?" The old drunkard struck me on the head in anger again.

"It's just an award ceremony, why do you want to be mysterious." I grumbled dissatisfied.

"That's always the rule, otherwise you complain to Akara or Tyrell, and besides, because the reward involves a private request, it is naturally impossible to say it in public."

"That's right."

I nodded my head in understanding, and compared my heart to heart, if I won by myself, it would be very embarrassing to say such a request as "please give me twenty perfect gems" in front of tens of thousands of adventurers.

"Isn't there a prize for the runner-up? Whatever you say, you should express it. I asked cheekily, only to be met with a cold slap from the old drunkard.

"Wu boy, there are only two kinds of adventurers in this world, do you know which two?"

I shook my head, the question was too broad.

"The living adventurers, and the dead adventurers."

It was as if the words that popped out of the old drunkard's teeth made me speechless, this answer was a bit too connotative, it didn't seem like I could discuss it with a stupid person like the old drunkard.

"Therefore, there are only two kinds of battles, winning, and losing, just like adventurers, winning, is equal to living, losing, is dead, what reward does a dead man expect?"

Well, although I know that the old drunkard said this to explain to me the cruelty of this world, and there is no malice, but I am still very unhappy that I was cursed to death for no reason.

"It's a private request, so let's go and see, will it be inappropriate."

The nature of gossip makes my eyes light up, and I can't wait to see what Carlos will ask for, but as a messenger representing love and justice, the necessary inner struggles and politeness still have to be done.

"Don't worry, I'm his teacher, so I naturally have this right, as for you, in fact, this championship should belong to you, it's not too much to go and see it."

The old drunkard tempted him, and it was clear that he was going to be weak and wanted to pull one more person into the water, but I still couldn't resist this temptation and followed.

"You guys wait here, we'll be back soon." I waved to the Villas, and chased after the old drunkard.