My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 047: Red Demon House Afternoon Tea Party

PS: Don't worry... Fantasy Township is just a branch line... seriously, you lose, you won't let Fantasy Township into Western Fantasy... it turns out my king is the main body!

“This lady, I hear you're in the neighborhood. Can we have a cup of tea and then talk about the past slowly?” Looking at the out-of-the-axillary witch, who was already completely stupid, Kerall grinned very gracefully and bowed to the girl in the sky and asked.

“Oh, what an educated man, unlike some fool.” As if the victor had looked at the outcast witch, he found that the outcast witch had not looked this way at all, relying on Kerall as if she were a piece of rotten meat that could not be thrown away.

She glanced at the out-of-axillary witch with dismay, and the vampire girl with the wings of the bat nodded gracefully and asked the gap monster.

“Well, it's better to be respectful," said the monster, who hid her strange smile with a fan. Her pure goal was just the teenager who seemed capable and like herself. She had no interest in anything else, because she was not old enough to be interested in these things.

It's just Lancelot, the unhappy idiot fairy and the idiot who has no idea what's going on.

“So this is fantasy country?” Kerall gently sipped a strange, but fragrant black tea and said to himself, looking slightly admirably at the name of Remilia? The silver-haired maid behind Scarlett's vampire girl said, “Very nice black tea, just the right craftsmanship and time, really nice maid. ”

A slight half bow: "No, you're too good. ”

“So by and large, I've learned," Kerall kissed a sip of black tea: “But it doesn't help much to solve the problem. ”

“Let's start with my source of magic, which was given to me by a magician named Merlin. Obviously, I can only cure, defend, and so-called magic, and attack magic. I refuse, but why can I come in? I'm still a fog, and my servant, based on the outbreak of Inelie, should have some kind of danger in this fantasy town that we don't know about.” Look behind you, Inélie said.

“No.” Inelie stepped out: “My outbreak is inevitable...”

“I have been fighting for almost 10 years... it is also the only time in the history of the organization, all I have had after so many years of fighting is the demonic smell of slow-moving apart from experience. I can no longer control the subtle demonic smell. A slightly higher intensity of the battle will make the demonic smell chaotic, but I have no idea why this riot will stop.” Inélie said.

She said that a lot of people in this room picked their eyebrows in 10 years, but when they heard the last one, most of them looked at the monsters with surprise at the gap.

“Purple, did you do it?” Knowing that purple possesses the power to control the realm, Remilia looks at the Gap Monster: Bayun Purple.

“Of course not. Otherwise I wouldn't be sitting here, bro. Tell me, where did your ability to control the world come from?” The fan blocks the look on her face and can only see the look on her eyes, making Keiral very uncomfortable to be used to micro-expressing people's hearts and minds.

“Did you say I sent Inélie back?” Keiral pointed at himself and asked strangely, "Of course, I watched all the time, no one touched her except you. ”

“Eh?” Kerall shouted out loud at Inélie and Atollis' index fingers. This behavior is unusual... Ooh... I want to eat it!

“Wait, that's not right! I didn't do anything when Inelie's evil spirits just broke out on over 120% of the awakening line! I didn't dare do anything to stimulate her to wake up early. I didn't dare to use healing magic. How can I say that?” Kerall reacted, very excited to ask.

“It depends on what you call demonic power.” With a purple smile and endless flair, like a black mamba, anyone who dares to offend her dignity and territory is poisoned to the ground within seconds.

“Inélie, show them.” Anyway, there are women here, and there is no risk of Inélie walking away, and Keiral let Inélie go very generously.

The hole just torn open by Kerall was ripped open again, and the slightly beating tumor came out, and Kerall was shocked, and the beating speed was already demonic!

Inélie gave a reassuring look, "My beats have been slightly flat with my heart rate since I just got back to normal, slower, but not much. ”

“What do you mean?” Bayun asked Purple.

“Too much!” Silver-haired maid fills in indignation: “How can they treat a girl like this!” Thanks to her ability to have enough time to look arrogant enough to be her sister's Inélie.

“Interesting.” Remilia touched her chin and her little face looked very funny, "give me a drop of your blood. ”

Without hesitation, Inélie pulled out her sword and drew it on her arm, a blunt move that allowed several people present to move simultaneously.

As if time had stopped for a moment, when Kerall hadn't fully reacted, the soaring blood was all in a glass, and Inélie's hands were tied with bandages and a small bow was squeezed on it, making it look very cozy.

“Excuse me.” A slight half bow, a silver-haired maid with an embarrassing divine colour on her long face, is too rude for the master's guests to use their abilities.

“Is it time?” Keiral looked at what happened less than a second ago and looked at the silver-haired maid with a glimmer of interest in her chin, but in an instant he understood the other person's abilities, no, he should have guessed them.

This intelligence makes the eight clouds of purple creeps of what is known as the Fantasy Fairy Sage, this intelligence... if it is the enemy, it will never show itself?

I didn't even feel the intent to kill in a moment.

Watching Remilia pour a glass of blood into her mouth, Atollis swallowed a sip quite nervously, and now this scene is too exciting for her, only nine years old.

She's not afraid of killing, but eating people is a little scary, even though it's just a low-grade “blood drink”.

“What do you say?” Looking at the vampire aristocrats with a slight mouth, Bayun and Keiral both asked eagerly.

“Hmm...” wipe the blood off the corner of your mouth with a white handkerchief and sink into Remilia's mouth. “It's not tasty. To be honest, it has a strange smell in it, but it's very nutritious. It shouldn't be human blood. ”

“Do you know which race it is?” Kerall quickly found the key to the problem.

“It's too complicated to find.” Remilia shook her head.

Keiral sighed with disappointment and smiled on his face: "So thank you very much for today's tea, we'll be rude first.” Keiral stood up and walked out the huge building door known as the Red Devil's Palace with the hands of Inélie and Atollis, who had lost their soul because of the phrase "not human blood”.

“Remy, what do you think?” The monster sage asks Miss Vampire.

“Which one do you mean?” Remilia smiled at the corner of her mouth, knowing what the advisor said.

“Of course it's that strange kid… I'm not interested in ordinary people.” Open the fan and cover yourself, the Monster Wise looks very wise.

“Humph, I agree... can you guess the guy with the ability to bloom in the blink of an eye... really want to taste what his blood tastes like?” Full of temptation, the little red tongue stretched out and licked her lips, and the two women who lived together for at least a thousand years laughed at each other.

“Humph...”