What Should I Do If I was Forced to Marry the Elf Queen

Two or three thick brown bread, one bacon, one red sausage, two dishes of white salt, one pot of bad wine, nothing more.

The tableware containing these rough foods is expensive celadon from the Eastern Empire... and the ornamentation of that table clearly bears some unique royal emblems.

I am more and more convinced that this is a good pirate ship...

As if noticed my strange gaze, the captain smiled and explained:

"This table and these utensils were obtained when I helped a royal ship in trouble. I rescued the nobles on that ship, so he gave the items salvaged from the wreckage as gifts. Me."

Hmm... Mr. Captain, no matter how you look at it, I don't think you will be helpful.

In other words, I am more concerned about how the royal ship was in trouble.

I think... most of it was sunk by you, right?

"Mr. Captain is really a kind and compassionate man."

I complimented against my will, and then sat down with Lilith.

Although the food in front of me is ordinary, it is considered a good treatment if I put it on an ocean-going ship.

After all, fresh food is difficult to preserve, so most of the time, seafarers and passengers fill their hunger with clear water and dry sailing biscuits.

In any case, bread and bacon are much better than the kind of dry food.

So I took a loaf of brown bread and cut two slices for Lilith and me.Then he generously dipped it on a salt dish, wrapped a piece of bacon and sent it into his mouth.

The captain paused his meal, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and looked at me with interest.

It was really a little hairy by the suspected philosopher's gaze, I couldn't help but ask:

"Mr. Captain has something to tell me?"

"Nothing, just very curious." The captain gay wiped his hands angrily and said, "Because I have never heard anyone use'compassionate' to describe me."

Isn't this taken for granted?

If even the pirates were compassionate, the world would have been peaceful...

But out of politeness, I still smiled reluctantly:

"Haha, Mr. Captain joked."

"How can I be joking?" The captain said, "Generally speaking, people like to call me'thug','robber','villain','executioner'...Oh! Yes, there is also 'Murderer'!"

Upon hearing this, Lilith and I looked at each other.

From the eyes of the other person, we read the same information unanimously-is it a pirate?

"Two kids, relax, relax."

He seemed to be aware of the vigilance in our eyes, he smiled and waved his hand:

"Those are all things before, and now I am a law-abiding subject working for Her Majesty..."

Then he cut a piece of red sausage with a knife and fork and put it into his mouth, chewing and saying:

"So, if I could hear the comments of'compassionate heart' from more people, I would be very happy."

In addition to speaking against your will like me, Mr. Captain, you should completely dispel this idea... After all, you are so hideous when you eat... Want someone to say that you are "compassionate"?

impossible.

But if you really want to change, there is no way out.

Thinking of this, I followed the tone of an old bastard and said maliciously:

"If Mr. Captain wants to change his image...I know a way. It's just that I don't know whether to say it or not..."

"Oh? What's your opinion, little brother? But it doesn't matter."

The captain really showed interest.

"If Mr. Captain is interested, you can go to New Nippori to visit Master Billy Harrington, the king of philosophers, I believe he will be able to help you out."

"The Philosopher King Billy Harrington?" The captain frowned and nodded. "It seems to have heard of it. It seems to be a good note... I just don't know if the master would like to see me?"

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Captain, are you good at wrestling?"

I asked with a smile.

"Well, I will be a little bit better, sometimes I will fall and play with the crew."

The captain nodded.

"That's good, because Billy Wang loves wrestling all his life, Mr. Captain only needs to do his best to accompany him to fall twice. I think the master will give him any advice."

Hmph, just your weak gay image... then wait for you to cry in the philosopher's **!

Do not worry!The master will make you into a drum, and you will definitely be able to **...ass♂we♂can...

42. The Polish Donkey (Part 2)

"Is that so? I understand."

The captain nodded seriously, as if he really remembered it.

After that, he lay on his back and smiled and said:

"Okay, stop talking. It's time to deal with what Mr. Lin told me."

After speaking, the captain clapped his hands.

Soon a sailor led a donkey into the captain's room.

"Mr. Captain, is this?"

I asked with some confusion.

"Don't worry, don't worry..." He patted the crew on the shoulder angrily, "Is my paint ready?"

"It's all up to you, your captain."

The crew hurriedly raised the red-painted wooden barrel in their hands.

"well."

The captain took the paint, and dipped it in a brush from nowhere, and then brushed a few big red characters on the donkey with fairy letters-"Polish stupid donkey".

After doing this, he pulled the donkey's rein and handed it to me.

"Mr. Captain? This is?"

Looking at the red-painted donkey in front of me, I asked confusedly.

"This is Mr. Lin's order, saying that you should take this donkey to the port of Antwerp. After a while, a guide will find you naturally."

"But, Polish idiot...what does this mean?"

Lilith asked suspiciously.

"I don't know... because I just followed Mr. Lin's instructions."

The captain shrugged innocently.

......

Ever since, after arriving at the port of Antwerp in the Union Province League.

Lilith and I waited here for an hour with a stupid donkey.

In this hour, apart from getting countless eyes, ridicules, and a certain merchant who came up to ask the donkey price...not even a single person came up to strike up a conversation.

Not to mention what the nickname is "Polish Stupid Donkey" guide.

There is nothing at all.

Now I even wonder if this stupid donkey is the guide sent to me by the old bastard.

I remember that when he was a child, he told me a story about "the old horse knows the way". It was about the army of a marquis of the east who got lost in the canyon, and finally got out of trouble under the leadership of an old horse.

You said that since this old horse can know the way... Isn't it also possible for a stupid donkey?

Thinking about this, I let go of the donkey's reins experimentally, to see if it could recognize the way to the Black Forest.

But the donkey just glanced at me strangely, then lowered his head to chew the weeds that had grown out of the seam, and had no intention of opening his hooves at all.

"Brother Tu...what are you doing?" Lilith said dissatisfiedly, "You are not afraid of the donkey running like this."

"If it ran away, that would be great." I told my sister about my reasoning, "From my judgment...this donkey is probably the guide sent by the old bastard."

"Guide? It?" There was an incredulous look on the little witch's face, "Brother Tu, are you sure this donkey recognizes the way to Hanshuang Mountain?"

"Maybe you know it? Anyway, I'll try it first..."

So, my dead horse communicated with the donkey like a living horse doctor:

"That donkey...Do you know the way to the Black Forest?"

The donkey ignored me and just stomped his hooves.

"If you know, just say it, because we are going to Frost Mountain..."

The donkey shook his head and yawned.

At this time, there was a sneer from the roadside:

"Hahaha, look there, someone is talking to the donkey!"

I follow the fame as a few sailors drinking on the roadside.

After seeing that I looked back, instead of constricting, they winked at me with more excitement:

"Hey! Whoever talks to the donkey, what did that animal say to you?"

"Come on! Give me two donkey calls!"

"Stop talking...hiccup...I bet that person must be drunk...hiccup...maybe he drinks more than the three of us!"

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha......"

This group of dead seals begging for life on the sea...what a fuss!Isn't it just talking to animals?What's so strange!It's so rare and weird!

I tell you!I used to talk to my dick when I couldn't sublimate in the basement!

At this moment, Lilith patted me on the shoulder, she covered her face and said:

"Brother, don't talk to the donkey...it's really shameful!"

"No, I want to say it!" I forcefully said, "Little master, I don't believe in this evil today!"

I don't believe that I am a magnificent supernatural player, and can't clean up a Polish stupid donkey in this area?

Thinking of this, I have begun to think about all the mental abilities that I have mastered.Want to use abilities to deal with the donkey.

But at this moment, a slightly hoarse female voice sounded in front of me.

"Excuse me, are you Master Lindentu Glamorgan?"

"Um... it's me."

I replied subconsciously, and then quickly turned around.

I saw a young woman wearing a white dress and carrying two long swords looking at me blankly.

The woman has a nice face, gray hair, and looks very capable.The only regret is that there is a vertical scar on the woman's left face.It looked like it was cut by some sharp weapon.

"you are?"

I shielded Lilith behind me and asked with some caution.

"I'm Teresia the demon hunter, and'Polish stupid donkey' is my nickname." The gray-haired woman said blankly. "My master'Livia's Piledriver' sent me here. He wants I will lead you to the Frost Mountains."

43. The Demon Hunter

"So you are the guide..." I looked at the Demon Hunter with some embarrassment, "Then... shall we set off now?"

Damn it, I didn't expect this "Polish stupid donkey" to really have someone...

Luckily, I just talked to the donkey...