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

"Thank you, no need." I took the key, took out a silver coin from my purse, and handed it to the boss. "Wait a minute, let someone go to the street and buy a set of clean clothes. If the child can wear it, take a shower. From the water..."

I pointed to Connie and gestured to the boss:

"By the way, bring something to eat, no brown bread, fresh meat."

"Ok...Guest....."

The boss's cloudy eyes revealed a little joy.

It seems that such a business has been gone for a long time.

Temporarily suppressing the doubts in my heart, I took Connie up the stairs to the top floor where the upper room was.

Open the door, and there is a fairly clean guest room in front of you. The windows are facing the street and the light is not bad...but that's all.Be regarded as the normal level of this type of hotel.

"come in."

I urged the lady beside me to walk into the room and observe her actions.

Surprisingly, this eldest lady from an extraordinary background did not express dissatisfaction with such a simple room as I expected, but calmly accepted everything in front of her.

This is completely inconsistent with the image of the spoiled eldest lady I expected.

But think about it... After all, this girl is covered with sewage, and she still thinks about the person who wants to fight with me.I even know how to use the oil on my body to routine me...

Replaced by the eldest ladies who are kept in deep boudoirs, wearing corsets and holding folding fans all day...The moment the sewage was splashed on her body, she was afraid that she fainted with fright.

It seems that this little Nizi is not simple, so pungent...

Is it the daughter of a certain Wuxun nobleman?

"Hello!"

Just as I was thinking about it, a voice of dissatisfaction came from Little Lori.

I saw that Connie had one hand stuck in her waist, and the other hand poked me twice in dissatisfaction.

"Get out! I'm going to take off my clothes!"

"Undress... undress?"

I didn't react for a while.

"The waiter hasn't brought hot water up yet, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

"No."

Connie shook her head like a rattle.

"I'm wet all over, and the clothes are all greasy. It's disgusting? How do you tell me to wear it?"

Little Lori raised the stained skirt and looked at me with disgust and said.

"But you don't have any clothes to change now?"

I still don't understand.

"But you also change your clothes now?"

"Anyway... take it off first... Anyway, when I'm alone..."

Having said this, Connie suddenly turned her face a little embarrassed, and her little white face was obviously slightly red.

It's okay to blush suddenly...

No no... Am I missing something, shouldn't it be?

"Wait... You don't want to be naked in the house..."

It suddenly dawned on me that I blurted out without thinking at all.

"Go to hell!"

At this moment, Connie's face was completely red.

"Get out! Get out! Get out! You are a pervert!"

Then he pushed me out of the room without any explanation, and slammed the door shut.

Don't say...this Nizi is really...a bit fierce.

There is a habit of being naked in the room.

This..... Where the hell is this wild boy!

Is she really the eldest lady of a noble family?

Hearing the sound of rustling and taking off my clothes from the room, my mind couldn't help but think of a body that has not yet fully developed under that long skirt...

and many more!Why would I think about this kind of thing?

I should only like the mature Fengyun's big sister!It's like Margaret and Elmesha...

As for the little girl on the washboard, I have no interest at all!

I'm not the kind of perverted old bastard, how can I be so perverted to the little girl?Right?

But why the more I do this, the more I can't restrain myself and want to fantasize about Connie's appearance without clothes...

Must be just curious...

Correct!Just curious!

I am not a lolicon, I am not a lolicon...

Thinking silently in my heart, I went down the stairs, ready to ask the innkeeper about Teresia.

According to the previous statement of the Demon Hunter, although this boss is just an ordinary person, he has deep friendship with many Demon Hunters.

So when passing through the port of Antwerp, witch hunters often like to live in this tuna hotel.

Although Teresia and I have agreed on the method of transmitting information.

But it is more convenient to ask the boss directly.

Because maybe my lady demon hunter is still around here, maybe?

Thinking of this, I came to the bar again.

At this moment, the boss was looking through the books sleepily under the dim candlelight.It looked like he would fall asleep at any time.

"Boss, I have something to ask you..."

"Ah.... Tell me the guest."

The boss took off the monocle on the bridge of his nose, turned his head slowly and said.

"Recently, have you ever seen a female demon hunter with gray hair and double swords..."

"Hush!"

Hearing the words Demon Hunter, the innkeeper's turbid eyes flashed a bright light, and he suddenly grabbed me and said with caution:

"Speak down... Go to the house and speak."

56. Teresia's Letter

Then the boss awoke the sleeping waitress and told her to close the door and hang up the closing sign.Then I ordered the doors and windows to be closed tightly, and then carefully led me into the storage room next to the wine cabinet.

Those of you who closed the storage room, the innkeeper lit a candle on the table, and then he stressed to me a little nervously:

"This guest, I think you just arrived in Antwerp today, right?"

"That's right... I just came by boat in the morning." I nodded, and asked in a puzzled way, "What? Is something wrong?"

"It's no wonder... you just arrived, and you don't know what happened in the city." The innkeeper nodded with a wry smile, and continued to exhort, "All in all... During your time in Antwerp, remember the guests. Don't mention anything related to the'witcher', the'magic', or even all magic-related topics to anyone...please remember that I am for your good."

"Can't mention anything related to magic? What happened to this...I remember that many magicians chose to settle in Antwerp before? Why now?"

Regarding the innkeeper's advice, I was completely confused.

Because in my impression, Antwerp, as one of the important ports in the northern part of the mainland, gathers goods from all over the world.Among them are precious magical materials brought from many remote savage lands.Therefore, in order to facilitate the purchase of potions nearby, many magicians in the Union Province set up their laboratories in this port city.

Although, because of some ancient superstitions, as well as the malicious smear of rival priests of the Holy See.In the eyes of many foolish people, the magician has always been a symbol of evil and ominousness.

But in Antwerp, a prosperous port city, people's minds are still much more open than inland.Most people respect those magicians who have mastered powerful power and profound knowledge, and will not harbor certain prejudices that are indelible.

But in just two months... how come there is so much noise, even the word "magic" is not even mentioned?

This is too strange.

"Oh... things have to start from last month."

The boss shook his head helplessly and said.

"At that time, a caravan brought back a [Wind withered Weed] from the desert of the Demon Territory... It is said that it was a magical medicine that can allow the disabled to re-grow severed limbs... So it didn't take long. , It was so expensive in the auction house."

"In the auction house, the Mage Association and the church people were arguing, and they all wanted to buy this wind withered grass.....In the end, I heard that the president of the association even had a fight with the archbishop...and even put the archbishop on the nose. Interrupted."

"After that, the archbishop whose nose was interrupted jumped in anger and yelled at the members of the Mage Association on the spot, saying that the magicians were all heretics and wanted to nail all members of the association to the cross and burn them to death!"

"What happened? The church really sent people to arrest all the mages?"

I frowned.

"Of course it is impossible. After all, the conflict between the Mage Association and the church is not a day or two....and I haven't seen who is doing what.....Everyone still thinks that it is just an angry statement from the archbishop... .. But who ever thought..."

Having said this, the innkeeper sighed and shook his head, saying:

"The next morning people found the body of the president of the association in the square... he was nailed to the cross and his whole person was charred!"

The innkeeper's eyes became frightened, he stared at me with incredible eyes and said:

"Mr... can you believe it? Mr. Chairman, he is a [Great Mage]! He was burned to death in such a simple way! It is terrible!"

Even the great magician was burned to death?

This is a bit bad...

Although the official attitude of the church has always been unfriendly to magicians, even the pope of the holy capital has not seen the brutal practice of burning magicians to death for more than 100 years.

A small local church here in Antwerp could do such a thing... and burn the great magician to death?Anyway...this is too incredible, right?

"What's next? Is the church doing this?"

"Who knows..." the innkeeper shook his head, "After that, the Mage Association's popularity ran to the church to settle accounts. As a result, the archbishop directly opened the enchantment of the church. Those wizards would not be able to enter the church for a while. Surrounded."

"As a result, by the next morning! The mages who besieged the church were all dead! They were all nailed to the cross, and they were spared around the church!"

"Is there any such thing?" My expression began to become serious, "Are they also burned to death?"

"No... Although their bodies were also scorched... but they looked more like they were split by lightning."

The innkeeper said with lingering fear.

"Stripped by lightning?!"

"Yes... it looks like that..." The boss nodded, "After that, the archbishop announced to the citizens that all the dead magicians were punished by the heavenly Father for blaspheming the gods. Order all magicians in the city to leave within one day...otherwise the gods will continue to punish them."

"Really punished by God?"

I asked in complete disbelief.

"I don't know..." the innkeeper shook his head, "but that night, it is said that many people saw red lightning in the city...After that, the church began to send people to close the city gates. Started searching for the members of the Mage Association. After a few days, the mage living in the city was almost dead....The rest of the people who were lucky enough to hold their lives also escaped..."

"In other words... now there is no magician in the city?"

"It's more than a magician!" The innkeeper sighed again, "At first, they were only people from the Mage Association...After that, herbalists, enchanters, and demon hunters... even understood one. All the people who used little magic were arrested and burned to death by them as members of the Mage Association....All those who attempted to resist, also disappeared inexplicably....Afterwards, they were found that the scorched body was nailed to the square. On the cross..."

"After tossing like this for more than a month, it becomes what you see. Now everyone in the city is in danger...no one dares to speak publicly about words related to magic...all afraid of being taught. Caught them and burned them..."

"Except for the merchants and sailors who are ready to hand over the goods...no one in Antwerp dared to take to the streets anymore. They were all afraid of being hit by that inexplicable divine penalty and being killed by lightning."

After speaking, the innkeeper sighed again, propped his head with his hands.

"So guests...for your own safety, don't talk about the Demon Hunter anymore!"

"Ok, I see....."

I nodded dejectedly.

In this way, Teresia will probably not be active in this area. If you want to find her, you may have to work hard...

But just then the innkeeper patted my hand and asked: