"She" looked at Frans behind Leia, Arthur shrugged: "Her name is Frans, she is my subordinate, my family's bodyguard arranged for me, is there any problem?"

"Nothing" shook his head, and Leia's slightly frowning brows also relaxed, as if she was a little afraid or disgusted with Frans, this elf girl sat in a corner, according to Arthur's eyes, this corner was the farthest and most remote place in Frans here. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What the hell is going on?"

Blinking, Arthur looked at Frans and asked in his heart.

Blinking innocently, Frans said he didn't know either.

Well, since even the party Frans didn't know, Arthur didn't bother to think about it, anyway, it was nothing to see Leia's reaction.

"Hello, Frans"

With a little crumb sticking to his mouth, Nofil greeted him warmly.

"Hello"

Frans stood behind Arthur and politely returned the salute.

Raising the plate in his hand, Arthur asked, "Nofer, where do you put the plate?"

"Plate" stared at the plate in Arthur's hand, Nofil tilted his head, then turned his head and asked, "Leia, where do you put the plate?"

"Plate" Leia thought for a moment and said, "The plate is in the kitchen at the third door on the right, Arthur, why are you asking this?"

Arthur took it for granted: "Of course it's washing dishes"

"Wash the dishes, Arthur will you wash the dishes"

Leia looked incredulous, but Arthur could also understand that the ten fingers did not touch the spring water was talking about people like Arthur, but as a traverser, an otaku, things like washing dishes, she would still do it, as an otaku, washing dishes, making instant noodles, washing clothes, making egg fried rice, playing on the computer, this has to be, like the otaku said on the Internet will only squat at home and play on the computer, which is slander, that is not an otaku, that is squatting at home.

"Of course I do, what, you think someone like me can't even wash a dish"

Holding the plate in his hand, Arthur smiled.

"Almost"

Nodding, Leia said truthfully.

As if hearing something interesting, Nofil raised his hand high, like a schoolboy rushing to answer a question: "Wash the dishes, Arthur, I'll wash it for you"

"Not allowed"

Before Arthur could speak, Leia preemptively rejected Nofil.

With a puffed face, Nofil asked unwillingly, "Why?"

"Just because my set of white porcelain plates bought from the eastern countries was washed and broken by you"

"Your plates were so crispy back then, you can't blame me"

Although it was said that Laia was a little weak-hearted, Nofil still held his head high and defended, but this was doomed to be useless, judging from Arthur's observation, not to mention the two people he had never seen, among the three of Lea, Bea and Nophil, Nophil can be said to have the lowest status.

After being rejected fiercely, Nofil muttered in a low voice, and had to lie down on the table in despair.

Shaking his head with a smile, Arthur picked up the plate, removed the empty plate from Leia and Nophil, and walked out of the living room.

Frans followed Arthur, and as Arthur's subordinate, bodyguard, it was a matter of course to follow Arthur.

As Arthur and Frans walked out of the living room, Leia looked at the door for a moment, then turned her head.

"Finor, do you feel something is wrong?"

"No, Leia, where are you pointing?"

Looking up from the table, Fino looked confused.

Frowning, Leia's long pointed ears instinctively trembled: "That Frans, do you think there is something wrong?"

"Frans" stared at Laiya's long ears, Finor had an urge to bite it every time, but Fenor knew that if he really bit it, then he was ready to be a humanoid dress, it was really unpleasant to be shot by an arrow and hang on the magic tower for a whole day, he resisted this impulse and thought about it carefully: "There is no problem, I only feel the fluctuation of the fighting qi in her body, she is a fifth-order warrior"

"Yes, could it be that I feel wrong" lowered her head, Leia always felt that something was wrong, as an elven archer, her sixth sense was very powerful, in her feelings, she always felt that there was something wrong with Frans, this was a very strange feeling, obviously it looked no different, but there was a sense of oppression, like the suppression of lower creatures by higher beings.

Looking at Leia, who was lost in thought, Nofil picked up a leftover fruit and smashed it over.

Instinctively catching the fruit, Leia glared at Nofil: "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I see that you want to drill the horns again, so let you sober up" blinked innocently, and the girl who looked a little cute reminded: "Leia, as an elf, sometimes why bother with a trivial matter, as a long-lived species, if you are like you, it is estimated that you will go crazy"

"Little things" pouted angrily: "I think in your eyes, except for the destruction of the world, it's a small matter."

"Hey, hey, hey" touched the back of his head, and Nofil Burmese smiled: "Of course, otherwise I'll be annoyed to death"

"What a lazy pig"

Looking at Nofil like this, Leia didn't bother to get to the bottom of it, maybe she just felt wrong.

Following the route that Leia had said, Arthur arrived at his destination in a few steps, and when he opened the door, Arthur was blinded by her twenty-four grams of pure gold.

"How obsessive-compulsive does it take to be like this?"

Looking around, Arthur felt that Bea must be a wife, and on the mainland, it was estimated that there would be many nobles rushing to ask her to go to his own house to be his wife. As for why Arthur would know that Bea was washing the dishes, this is just a simple reasoning.

After all, Nofil will definitely not, after all, who will use a person with a big grin and a criminal record, as for Leia, it is impossible, Arthur knows from some books that in addition to the dark elves, the elves have a kind of cleanliness, a kind of spiritual cleanliness, you let the elves kill people, but let them take out the garbage, wash dishes and the like, it is better to let them die, and it is because of such a cleanliness habit of the elves, there is such a saying in the Roland Continent: Find a human race as a wife, find an elf as a lover.

As for the other two, Arthur didn't think that the guy who didn't come home at night would wash the dishes, so there was only Bea left, and in terms of temperament and action, there was only Beya.

The room was neatly organized, not at all like a dishwashing place, more like a library, spotlessly clean.

"It seems that the owner of this place is a perfect person."

Frans, who was also looking at the room, smiled and exclaimed.

Thinking of Beya's appearance, whether it is temperament or appearance, it is indeed perfect, Arthur nodded approvingly.

After reading and finishing, Arthur took the plate and put it next to the sink and began to wash the dishes.

Although it has been a long time since he has done such a thing, Arthur is still not old with his sword, and he has become proficient in the movements in his hands without washing a few times.