The Elven King is not comparable to the scale of a human city, but it is magnificent in this primeval forest, and the shape is breathtaking.

Almost all of the buildings are built on large trees, forming a bizarre structure with multiple levels of upper and lower levels, dotted with cute little wooden ladders, and elaborate balustrades and terraces.

At the same time, in order to prevent fire, there are open vertical and horizontal isolation belts in the city, and dense water channels are built, and pressure rod sprinkler fire extinguishing devices stand on the bank.

All the work that requires fire is also carried out in these open spaces, including metallurgical forging and daily cooking.

The Queen's Palace, built on a huge tree, is not magnificent, but taller, more sophisticated, and more elegant.

If you climb up to the tree house in the rain, lean on the small terrace and drink a cup of tea, watch the white mist in the forest, and listen to the water droplets hitting the leaves, what a quiet and leisurely life!

Chang Le lay in the soft hammock, pretending to be dead with his eyes closed, but his soul vision still saw the surroundings clearly, and he couldn't help but admire in his heart, and even had a thought, if he completed all his wishes in the future, when it was time to retire, he might as well come to the elves to settle down.

At the same time, the crisp and pleasant conversation of the elf woman was constantly coming from next door.

Chang Le sighed again:

"The elf girls have a delicate appearance, a slender body, and they speak tactfully and softly as if they are singing, but unfortunately, their blood is green, resulting in a white and green complexion, like a zombie, and then again, it is also a very beautiful zombie!"

Queen Pantania was next door, asking Miraya about the whole thing, and although the mother and daughter were quiet, Chang Le could still hear them clearly.

Miraya started from the first time she met Chang Le in the dark cave, talking about being captured by the Necromantic Bird, Chang Le not only broke into the Demon Abyss alone to save her, but also controlled the Demon Dragon Clan in one fell swoop.

After that, Chang Le personally sent her home and flew together in a thrilling way, until she and Chang Le shared a necromantic bird and attacked the flying machinery of the Cayan people from the sky.

All kinds of strange twists and thrills, the queen was amazed.

As for Chang Le rushing into the sea of fire to save people and save the lives of thousands of elven warriors in the end, the queen saw it with her own eyes, and there is no need for Miraya to say more.

Chang Le listened to this, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The little elf princess is really helpful, and he renders all his credits in a rich way, even the battle of the Demon Abyss is said to have become a saving for her at the cost of her life, in fact, Chang Le broke into the Demon Abyss only for Wendy, and it was all a matter of easy work to save this girl.

Chang Le wants to establish a covenant, and he doesn't have to open his mouth, Miraya has long been turned into a lobbyist, desperately trying to get her mother to form an alliance with the Demon Dragon Clan,

The queen listened to the lobbying for a long time, and suddenly asked:

"Listen to your tone, are you in love with him?"

"No!" Miraya denied it without hesitation, lowering her voice after a moment and repeating, "There really is no ......"

Chang Le can imagine that this girl has two pale green touches on her face at the moment, and even her neck is green, and she is ashamed to be a little green man.

The queen seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and slowly muttered:

"It's good if you don't, you're still young, not old enough to get married. But if the two clans want to establish a covenant, it is better to marry, I only have two unmarried daughters, since you can't ......"

Miraya didn't wait for her mother to finish, and immediately said:

"Although I am still young and I don't want to marry him, but if it is for the benefit of the clan, I need to sacrifice ......"

Speaking of which, she still wants to marry, but she is too thin-skinned to admit it.

The queen immediately interrupted:

"You don't need to sacrifice, go, call your sister. ”

"Audasia? she's badly injured......"

"If you're seriously injured, you can't walk?

Miraya didn't want her sister to get involved in the marriage, but she didn't dare to disobey her mother's order, so she finally went out of the door, and the wooden ladder outside sounded softly, and the little princess's reluctant footsteps gradually faded away.

Then the queen came to Changle's room.

Chang Le also hurriedly restrained the smile on the corner of his mouth, still looking dying.

He brought a large army of necromantic cavalry, originally hoping to use force as the backing to fight for more favorable alliance conditions, but now it seems that it is difficult.

The queen's strength is too terrifying, except for Agnes in the state of Warcraft, Chang Le is the strongest person he has ever seen in his life, she and Agnes are opponents who can't be defeated no matter how much Chang Le calculates and how many artifacts he takes.

For such a person, since the threat of force is ineffective, it is better to move her, so although Chang Le has already returned to normal, he still continues to act to the end, after all, this injury is suffered by the elf race.

The queen snorted softly, but when she saw no response, she walked over to the hammock and reached out to press his chest.

After a few moments, she pleaded softly:

"Mr. Demon Dragon Patriarch, your heartbeat is very strong, it should be fine, if you are in good spirits, can you talk to me. ”

But if Chang Le woke up immediately at this time and talked to the queen energetically, he would inevitably ruin all his previous pretentiousness, so he snorted lightly, his eyes were still closed, and he only spit out a few words with difficulty:

"Female ...... Her Majesty ......"

The queen sighed:

"I'm so grateful to you for saving the lives of thousands of my people, but I don't know what to call you. ”

She paused, smiled and asked:

"Should I call you a brave warrior, or should I call you a venerable mage?, you must have a lot of secrets in you after you swung your sword to defeat the master of the war spirit, blew up the enemy on their backs with fireballs, and finally swept away the forest fires with ice storms. ”

With that, as if intending to explore Changle's secret, the queen reached out and unbuttoned his shirt, slid her fingers over his skin and caressed it, and then leaned down.

Chang Le could feel the queen's movements even with his eyes closed, and was shocked when he saw her burying her head in her chest:

"Does the queen want to ...... with me? She wants to repay the favor with a personal promise?"

However, the queen just twitched her nose and sniffed at the exposed part of Chang Le's chest, and straightened up:

"It's not a monster in human form, it's not some kind of strange orc, you're actually a human, it's even more incredible!"

And at this moment, Chang Le's sense of smell was also working at full strength, because as the queen approached and leaned over, a strange smell also surrounded him.

At this moment, Changle felt as if he had left his hut and was in a wonderful world, if I want to describe it accurately, it was about spring, in the drizzle, on the green grass full of wildflowers......

This is the breath of the Elven Queen!

So he couldn't help but open his eyes.

Chang Le had already seen the queen three times, the first time was thousands of meters away, the second time he only saw a flash of green light, and the third time he was in the smoke of the fire, anxious and too busy to take care of himself.

This time, he finally saw the queen's face clearly, and saw this poetic woman clearly!

The so-called "peerless beauty" is the pinnacle of the world, and it is difficult to find a second comparator.

Whether the queen is so beautiful that she is "peerless", Chang Le does not dare to make a conclusion, but one thing is very clear, if you want to describe her beauty, it is not limited to her appearance and figure, but also lies in her extraordinary temperament and peerless beauty, which cannot be done in ordinary words.

Seeing Chang Le's eyes open, the queen smiled slightly:

"It's good to wake up, what should I call you?"

Chang Le asked rhetorically:

"Can I call you a poet?"

The queen was stunned:

"How can I be a poet?"

"Because, to depict your beauty, ordinary language is not enough, only poetry, you are a woman like poetry!"

Chang Le really didn't mean flattery, it was completely from the heart.

The queen looked young and fresh, her actual age was over 100 years old, and she had many children, but she was still a little shy when she heard this, two blushes appeared on her face, and her smile was much shyer than just now:

"Mr. Demon Dragon Patriarch, you don't plan to lie down and talk to me all the time, do you?"

"Oh......" Chang Le got up in a slight trance, but because he was not familiar with the performance of the hammock, he suddenly lost his balance, and the whole person turned over, facing the floor and fell down in embarrassment.

"Beware!" the queen took a lightning step and reached out to catch Chang Le.

Chang Le also took advantage of the queen's support to bounce up quickly, and took a few steps back away from the other party, feeling that his face was hot.

He was afraid of physical contact with the queen, of course, not because of the other party's great strength and noble status, but in the face of such a beautiful temptation, lest the slightest negligence would fall into it.

You must not forget your original intention to seek an alliance from the elves in order to save Fanny!

After regaining consciousness a little, Chang Le saluted respectfully:

"The Patriarch of the Demon Dragon Clan, the Dark Magister Changsler, is honored to serve Her Majesty. ”

This is the line he has prepared for a long time, the elves respect magicians, and their dark talent has reached the fourth level with the support of the ring, which is the most suitable for facing the queen's identity.

As for the use of the name "Chang Sler", it is because Chang Le is not sure what the elves think of the untouchables, and using a pseudonym can avoid some possible trouble.

In fact, this is no longer a pseudonym, he spent a whole year in the military academy, and was intimately called "Chang Sler" by Fanny every day, and he has long been full of feelings for this name.

The queen was not surprised to hear the "dark mage", she had seen Changle release the fourth-order dark magic "Banshee Scream", and her expression was full of curiosity:

"You are a dark mage, but you are also a fire and ice mage, and you are also a fourth-order warrior!

The elf didn't need a chair, and the queen took a few steps back, sat straight on the blanket on the ground, and motioned for Changle to sit down and talk.

When she sat down, in order to avoid getting in the way of the pale green dress, her body turned slightly but quickly, causing the skirt to flutter, and only after she sat down slowly fell down, spreading a circle on the ground, like a blooming trumpet flower.

This dance-like gesture, together with his beautiful face and temperament, made Chang Le's heart jump again.

He could only restrain his mind and sit on the ground opposite the queen, his eyes lowered and only looked at the hem of the queen's skirt:

"My cultivation path is very peculiar, and it's hard to explain ......"

He didn't want others to know his secret, not to mention that as a "magic master", the more mysterious his background was, the more revered he became, so he said vaguely, and explained a few words and said nothing.

Then, glancing at the Queen's smiling eyes and her flushed cheeks, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze and asked a rhetorical question.

As the queen of the elves, why doesn't she look like green blood?

The queen's answer was very frank, she had human blood.

The reason for this has to start with the history of the elves.

The elves didn't appear out of nowhere, they were originally a branch of the northern Japanese orcs, so most of the elves still had green blood.

The reason why the "Japanese people" got their name is because of their green skin and green blood, which can draw energy from the sun, and the whole clan can survive for a long time even if they don't eat and only bask in the sun.

But the elves have been in the south for thousands of years, and they have to adapt to the dark jungle life, and their culture is quietly changing.

For example, the Japanese have a wide jaw, which represents strength and strength, and it also means that they can chew hard food, have a higher ability to survive, and can thrive in the bitter cold of the north.

The elves relied on their skill in archery, which made it relatively easy to hunt and did not need to get along with certain hard foods, so they turned to pointed jaws and slender bodies, the latter of which was more convenient for navigating the jungle.

The sunlight in the woodland is scarce, and the elves' complexion is gradually turning whiter, and only when Miraya is shy, and two pale green appear on her face, will remind people that the elves still have green blood.

But the elves even have a mind ten times smarter than the Japanese orcs, which cannot be explained by a simple "habit change".

The elven clan is actually the product of the fusion of the blood of the Japanese orcs and humans, and this is the case from the first generation of elves!

Even the name "elves" is one of their first human ancestors, chosen from human legends.

For thousands of years, the elves have been searching for a better bloodline and transforming their physique in order to become a truly powerful race. Although they were born from the Japanese people, they strongly despised the Japanese people and regarded them as "beasts".

When Chang Le heard this, he couldn't help but smile:

"I heard that some ethnographic scholars believe that people are monkeys, and as a result, they are scolded so bloody, and no one wants such ancestors. ”

"How can a man be a monkey? A scholar is stupid to be scratched by a monkey?"

The queen covered her mouth and smiled, then got up, motioned for Chang Le to follow her, and went to the window and pointed to the elven man walking below:

"For thousands of years, elven men are still very similar to the Japanese. ”

Elven men and women are indeed very different, men are more similar to the Japanese, large, strong, and it is said that the head is also stupid.

Elf women are all beautiful, although there are differences between them, but the lower limit is very clear, at least there are no ugly women, unlike human women, the beautiful can compete with the fairies, but the ugly ones are like female orangutans.

"It's similar to Meizu. Chang Le muttered to himself.

Lan Yue introduced that all the Meizu women in the Western Continent are beautiful, but their bloodlines refuse to merge with other races, and the children they have with orc men will only be pure and beautiful Meizu girls, and their sons will be 100% ugly orcs.

"The Magister is really knowledgeable, even the Meizu in the Western Continent has heard of it. ”

The queen's admiring gaze looked at him, and she no longer hid it.

The elves really have the blood of the Meizu clan, although the bloodline isolation ability of the Meizu is super strong, but in the journey of the elves to transform their own bloodline, I don't know which generation, it has indeed achieved a major success.

The queen looked into the distance and smiled:

"Since then, elf women have Meizu characteristics, beautiful, smart, and ......"

The queen didn't finish speaking, although Chang Le didn't say anything, she added in her heart:

Just like Meizu, the elf woman is particularly powerful in "that aspect", which makes men want to stop, and is used to one woman controlling many men, and the law of the elf kingdom clearly stipulates "polyandry".

With the stupid mind of the elf man, it is true that family affairs and state affairs cannot let them call the shots, just do coolies.

However, Chang Le glanced at the queen again, and felt that this matter was reasonable, even if it was a human man with a strong traditional concept, after seeing the queen, I am afraid that he would be willing to be a minister under the skirt and be one of her male favorites.

Thinking of this, his question finally blurted out:

"Your Majesty, your ...... Belch...... How many fathers does Miraya have?"

"Of course there is only one father, what do you want to ask?"

The queen probably understood what Chang Le really cared about, and continued to explain with a smile:

"Elves are polyandry, but women can only be close to one man per month, so as not to confuse the blood in the future. As a queen, I am also a peak war spirit, and my lifespan is almost unlimited, but at most there are only twelve men, and I can't do more. ”

Chang Le couldn't help but sigh, "at most twelve", that means "at the same time", and in terms of the queen's long life, I am afraid that there are countless men who have experienced it.

Knowing that elven customs are like this, and the queen has a large number of children, he is still a little sad that this poetically beautiful woman has had so many men. As a human man, this kind of psychology is hard to avoid.

"Why sigh?" said the Queen, looking at him with interest.

Chang Le was inconvenient to tell the truth, and replied with a wry smile:

"Those men are so pitiful, guarding a peerless beauty like you, you can't touch them for eleven months!"

The queen laughed, admitting that Chang Le had a point, but the twelve men were happy and had no resentment about it, and they didn't need his sympathy.

As she spoke, the queen's expression darkened.

The reason is very simple, fifteen years ago, a Cayan human war sect attacked, although the queen had reached the peak of the war spirit at the beginning, it was still difficult to resist in front of the war sect, although in the end the elf arrow rain forced the other party to be injured and retreat, but the queen's men all died to defend the queen.

"Since then, I have been a widow for fifteen years. ”

The queen looked sad and looked down at the elven royal capital from the window, reminiscing about the tragic battle.

"You can ...... You can renew your strings and remarry......" Chang Le naturally asked.

The queen shook her head and pointed to the elven males:

"I don't look down on these people, and the children born to them are at most just like Miraya. ”

"What's wrong with Miraya?" Chang Le couldn't help but feel sorry for his new friend, "Her archery skills are unparalleled in the world!"

"But that's about it. ”

The queen continued to explain in depth that the physical talent of the Japanese orcs was not suitable for cultivation, and the elves had also inherited this, and it was not completely impossible to cultivate, but it was difficult to get started, and it was slow to enter the realm.

Only the queen herself and Odesia, relying on the relatively strong human blood, can cultivate quickly and grow smoothly.

And Miraya is mainly based on the blood of elves, she has practiced for more than ten years, and now she is only a junior monk, and it is extremely difficult to absorb the source power, and the next breakthrough is not known when and what year, she can only fight with her natural strong physique, and her future achievements must be very limited.

"So, my next man, it has to be a human. ”

After the queen finished speaking, her eyes were a little shy, and she looked at Chang Le:

"And it must be strong, at least the war spirit, preferably ...... Preferably a Magister. ”