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

"So small...so light...the little hands are so fleshy...the eyes are so beautiful...like...like a porcelain doll!"

Eureka took my hand and played drunkenly.

"Unexpectedly.... There will be such pure elves in the world... It's incredible, it's unfair!"

Um... Miss, I wonder if you made a mistake?

In the eyes of most people in the world, elves are the endorsements of purity, kindness, and beauty...The dark elves, who are famous for their strays, are really just an exception...

"But... I like it... I really like it... I'm so jealous in my heart that I'm going crazy... But I can't help it if I like it! It's so strange!"

Miss Dark Elf's eyes became a little confused, and she began to kiss my fingers... from the tip of the finger to the back of the hand to the wrist.Without a trace of desire, it's like just appreciating a piece of art.

After rubbing her face against the palm of my hand a few times, Eureka raised her head and wrapped it around my shoulders.

She stared into my eyes and seemed to mutter to herself:

"Good Peugeot kid...I like it...I really like it..."

Then she closed her eyes and slightly pursed her lips to approach me.

Looking at the girl's delicate lips like petals, I should have greeted them as I always did and tasted her fragrance.

But I did not do that.

Just before the dark elf's lips were about to close to my cheek, I switched myself back to human form.

He hugged Eureka against the guest, stroked her back, and said:

"Okay.... Almost it will do, now is not the time to do this kind of thing."

The girl still kissed my cheek.

But it seemed that she had noticed the slightly rougher skin of human beings than elves, and Eureka opened her eyes instantly.

She pushed me away and said in dissatisfaction:

"Hey! Why did you suddenly change back? What are you doing so stingy!"

"If you like dolls so much, buy one yourself. I'm not your toy. It's hard to be fiddled with like that..."

I turned my face to avoid the girl's sight.

"Huh, don't you just kiss? It's really stingy..."

Eureka said with anger and resentment:

"After a few days, this master will make an alchemy puppet that looks exactly like you! Then he will kick you to the bed, and you will not be allowed to touch me again!"

"Anything...just do it if you have the ability."

I turned my back to the girl and pretended to say nonchalantly.

But in my heart, I did sigh silently.

Sorry, Eureka.

I know you are a good girl.

But for the first time as an elf, I cannot give it to you.

Because.... I've done too many things I'm sorry to Aisha.Especially with you...after.

Although I know, all this has no effect.

But even deceiving yourself.

I also want to keep the purity of this body...

Then he dedicated it to Aisha as a "half-elf, Carvey Lolson", a sinner.

Return the chastity that should belong to her intact to her.

Of course, as a "human Linden figure", I will always be loyal to your lover.

This point will not change.

.......

Early the next morning, after walking out of the hotel in the same outfit as yesterday.

Eureka and I quickly changed our looks in the carriage.

In order not to make my appearance too conspicuous, Eureka applied simple makeup to me.

Although it can't be said that there are any other changes.

But at least it will not make people mistakenly think that I am a girl.

After all... in this city, all beautiful girls have to wear black robes that only show their eyes...

Although I am indeed a pure man...but I don't want to get hurt by this kind of boring things and get into a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"Okay... what do you think?"

Eureka put away the eyeliner, took out a small mirror and placed it in front of me.

"Um... not bad."

Looking at the slightly weak young man in the mirror, I nodded in satisfaction.

Although this kind of dress still lacks a bit of masculinity, at least it seems to be considered a man, not a girl, at first glance.

For me, who has been "helping her" for most of my life, this level is completely sufficient.

"Okay, then stand up."

Eureka put away the makeup case, then took out a few mosaic glass shards of different colors from her pocket and handed it to me:

"This is a space beacon in disguise, you just need to stick it up when you are near the mosaic icon. Anyway, those things are everywhere in the church."

"No problem, just wrap it on me!"

I took the beacons and hid them in the lining of the robe.I opened the curtain and got ready to go out.

"Eh, wait, don't leave! And this one!"

Eureka pulled me from behind, then pulled out a pair of iron underwear from under the seat, and said:

"You have to put this on before you go out."

"Ah... it's not necessary..."

Looking at the disgusting iron guy, I instinctively rejected it.

"No need? You don't wear this, do you want to be caught by the aunt of the women's rebooting club as soon as you go out?"

The girl circled her hands and mocked in her usual mean tone:

"Can you go to the street and see for yourself? In Cologne, under the administration of rebooting education, men over the age of 12 must wear iron underwear....Lin Dengtu, look in the mirror and see you Is it like a seven or eight-year-old kid? Still not wearing..."

"OK then....."

I sighed and looked at the disgusting iron guy, staying silent for a long time.

In the end, in order to reduce unnecessary troubles, I resisted the nausea and put on iron panties.

Contrary to what I imagined, this iron panty called "Jie is a good treasure" is not bulky, on the contrary it can even be described as light.There is not much hindrance to people's actions after being worn on the body.

But in terms of design, it can be said to be very sophisticated.

It's just that the sound of the aircraft's collision between walking is still humiliating.Always remind myself that I am under the shackles of a shame prop.

After I was basically familiar with the way of walking wearing a ring as a good treasure, it looked less awkward.I walked out of the corner and walked towards the Cologne Cathedral in the center.

128. Reboot and sound

Perhaps because it is the first day of registration.

The registration office in front of the cathedral was very crowded, and only a few teenagers in twos and threes were in line.

Others stood at the corners, hesitating, seemingly hesitant.

It seems...People in Cologne are still generally skeptical of the concept of "choir without eunuchs".

Although the good treatment of the choir is undoubtedly, it is also attractive to the poor families in the city.

After all, there is only one lifeblood... It would be best if you can join the choir if you can keep it.

But... the church's use of castrations is a tradition that has been passed down hundreds of years ago. It is not easy to change it. It does not mean that Archbishop Friegan can decide by tapping his head.

Let’s just say the simplest point. If we don’t use castrations, what about those high-pitched and rounded parts of the hymn?The rough voice of an ordinary man can't sing such a sharp and graceful tune!

Of course... if you can find the feather singers in the demon domain, and the troubadours in the elves.Even if it is a man, it is not difficult to sing in that tone.

However, if inhuman creatures such as elves and demons were added to the choir, how holy would the song be sung?This is something that the church that emphasizes the purity of the human race will never tolerate.

Therefore, the use of castrations in the choir has become a practice in the eternal church.Over time, people equated the eunuch and the choir in their hearts.

Now suddenly someone comes out and says, "You don't need to be purified to join a choir." People feel like they feel like "pie falling in the sky", right?

Although I don't believe it very much, but I look forward to it.

But to me, it doesn’t really matter whether it’s true or not. I never thought about joining any choir anyway.

Go to the end of the line and line up, because there are only two or three people standing in front of me, so it is my turn soon.

The priest guarding the registration office is fat, and looks sickly with his eyelids raised.

Seeing me coming, he glanced at me, lifted the quill pen and dipped it in the ink, and asked in a vague tone:

"First name, last name, where do you live..."

"M... Mirko... lives in Pine Street..."

I lied about Mirko's name and the name of a slum street.

After all, this bastard has now become a loli, and there is indeed no small Dingding.Even if he joined the choir and became an eunuch, it was not entirely wronged.

"Oh....."

The priest nodded with his plump double chin, scribbled down Mirko's name and address on the booklet, and then asked:

"What about the last name? Who is the father?"

After asking this question again, the priest quickly shook his head, knocked his head, and said:

"Thinking too much, I shouldn't ask you this kind of question. How could the people on Pine Street have a surname? As for the father? Well... I don't know most of them."

It turns out that Pine Street is a gathering place for poor people who don’t even have a last name...

It seems that the address was reported correctly...After all, I really don't remember the name of Mirko's grandson.It is difficult for me to make up a surname now.Just save the trouble.

The priest randomly crossed out a line on the booklet with a feather pen, pointed at me with the tip of his feather, and said:

"Then, tell me which'crow' your old lady works under, right?"

"crow?"

I don’t know much about the meaning of these city slang words, so I just pretended to be a fool and said:

"My lord, I don't understand what you mean."

"That is to say, the person who collects protection money from your old mother... Forget it. Seeing your dull virtues, most of them can't answer. I still don't ask you... Anyway, it's nothing to remember. significance."

The priest impatiently inserted the quill back into the ink bottle, and waved at me in disgust.

"Go in, go in... the priests are waiting in the temple!"

Is this over?

I thought I had to check my virginity or something?

Thanks to me preparing so much!Isn't this all wasted?

Originally I wanted to ask a few more questions, but when I saw the priest's impatient look, I gave up this plan.Walked into the church through the side door beside the registration office.

But just when I stepped into the church with one foot.

Suddenly, I felt an invisible wave of magical power descend from the door decorated with angel relief and reformed towards my body.

Surprisingly, there is a surprise attack?

I was surprised, but immediately calmed down.Immediately before that magic power fell, he quickly switched his life form to a frost elf.