The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and a man appeared in front of him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the faint light of the bell tree in the distance, you can see that the comer is tall, wearing a dark green armor very close to his body, the same style of helmet is sandwiched under the left ribs, the right hand is pressed on the hilt of the sword hanging on the right waist, a thin green headband is tied on the forehead, the goose-yellow long hair is evenly draped over the shoulders, the eyes are narrow and long, the two lips are very thin, almost no blood, and the expression is cold, Chris can't help but be stunned, this is a delicate but slightly neutral face, and he can't help but go to the other party's chest/ The ministry glanced at it quickly, although the armor was metal, but there was a clear gender distinction, the front chest of the men's armor did not have two high bulges like the women's armor, and the person in front of him was wearing women's armor.

It's actually a woman?

The guards in front of him stood up and saluted, "Captain Styna." ”

"Hmm!" the tone was cold but the voice was soft, and his eyes didn't even glance at the guard, but he turned around on Chris, I don't know if it was an illusion, Klees seemed to see a hint of hostility in the eyes of the captain of the guard named Stiena.

As he passed by, Chris caught a glimpse of her short ears.

Half-elf.

Does she recognize me?

Where does this hostility come from?

Maybe it's because he doesn't resent the soul contract he signed with Pandis, but now this matter is no longer a secret among the elves, so he just let it go and don't need to pay attention to it.

The footsteps faded away, and Chris said casually, "This Stiena is..."

The guard replied in a reverent tone, "She is the commander of the guards in the palace, and she is the strongest of the younger generation. ”

Chris nodded, "You said she was the strongest?"

"Yes," the guard replied respectfully, "she is a rare Demon Swordsman, a high-level fire mage, and an eighth-level warrior. ”

Demon Martial Dual Cultivator?

Chris was slightly stunned, then relieved.

It seems that the Demon Swordsman should be the unique name of the Elf Clan's Demon Martial Dual Cultivator, so shouldn't he also be called the Demon Warrior?

As he was walking, a person stood up on a stone chair on the side of the road in front of him, and slowly walked in front of the two of them.

Under the light, the eyebrows of the visitor are picturesque, the eyes are smart, the pitch black is like ink, Ying Ying brings a burst of light in a blink of an eye, the golden curls are tied into a smart hairstyle, coiled on the top of the head, wearing a set of white evening dresses in human style, in the dim light, like a delicate Barbie doll.

"I've seen Her Royal Highness the Princess. ”

Yan Ya smiled at Chriss, and whispered to the guard, "You go back, I'll take the guests to the other courtyard." ”

"Yes!" the guards did not dare to object, bowed to the two of them separately, and left.

"Your Highness!" said Chris.

"Why do you call it that!" Yan Ya frowned unhappily, she walked lightly in front of Chris, she was much shorter than Chris, and looked at Kriss with a slight upward face, "Go, I'll take you there." ”

"Thank you, Yanya!"

"Well~ that's pretty much it!let's go!" Yan Ya happily walked to the front.

Seeing that Chris was slightly behind, he impatiently reached out and hooked his arm and pulled forward: "Oh, what are you doing walking so slowly?

Chrissy only felt that his elbow touched a soft part, and he wanted to pull his hand out silently, but he was grabbed tightly by Yanya: "Let's go, stop and do what?"

This girl is also quite material!

Chris could only keep up with Yanya's footsteps: "Yanya, why don't you sleep at such a late hour?"

"It's so early, so boring, I can't sleep. ”

"Your sister has gone to sleep!

"Hmph, I don't care, I can't sleep anyway. "You don't know how boring the nights are here." ”

This seems to be the same.

While walking with Pandis, Chris also noticed that the rest of the people did not know what to do except for the young men who would go out for a walk.

Yan Ya suddenly pulled Chris's arm tighter, so that the softness was more obvious, but she didn't seem to notice: "Otherwise, you can tell me some stories, right?"

Storytelling?This meeting, at home, often told a lot to my sister Irene, but how old is Erin, and how old are you?

Chris scratched his head, grimacing.

It's not difficult to tell a story, but the problem is that Yan Ya is a princess who has reached the marriageable age of human beings, and it is really inconvenient to be alone in the dead of night.

"Then tell me about your experience? This is okay! For example..."Yan Ya's eyes lit up, "By the way, let's talk about how you and my sister met! Yes, that's it!"

Chris sighed: "Princess Yanya, what about this, I think it would be better for your sister to say..."Seeing Yanya flattening her mouth dissatisfied, she hurriedly added, "It's really a little late today, I can invite you two sisters to chat together until late another day, so it's always okay." Why don't you set a time?"

"Count you as acquaintances, or don't I want you to be my brother-in-law!" Yan Ya didn't care about Chriss, rolled her eyes, tilted her head to herself and thought seriously, "Hmm~~ Then tomorrow, tomorrow night, how about tomorrow night?"

"Okay, you're up to the question!" Chris nodded.

Yaya happily dragged Chris by the arm.

The palace annex appeared in front of you.

It is a beautiful building, and outside the building, a stone elf statue stands quietly, dressed in tulle, holding a water bottle, and a thin white stream of water flows from the mouth of the bottle, pouring vertically into the pool below, splashing white mist. Next to the pool, there is a meadow that is trimmed as a mirror, and at the edge of the meadow, there is a lonely broad-leaved tree, the dense canopy of which shades the night stars from a bench under it, and the golden flowers bloom in a circle around the wide meadow, and then there are small purple flowers dotted in the green grass, and the breeze is gentle, and the air here carries a sweet fragrance.

It's a bit like osmanthus, Chris's favorite fragrance in his previous life, however, in this world, there are no osmanthus flowers.

"What kind of flower is this?" asked Chris.

"Yunque!" replied Yanya.

"What a strange name!"

She walked to the edge of the grass and bent down to stretch out her hand.

"Don't!" Chriss, who stopped her, "if you like it, you should let it stay on the branch and continue to smell it." ”

Yan Ya turned her head, and a strange look flashed in her eyes: "Okay." ”

Chris also bent down beside Yanya, approached the golden flower between his noses, closed his eyes and sniffed, and said in a low voice: "Yes, that's the smell." ”

The fragrance of osmanthus reminded him of all kinds of things in his previous life.

There was a faint tear in his eyes.

Yan Ya stood behind him and said quietly, "You are very different from other humans. (To be continued.) )