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

The world in my ears suddenly became pure.

Although the noise in the empty church still came from all directions.

But I still can't help myself, still immersed in the world shrouded in crazy love.

Elmesha's face appeared in front of her--

A peerless beauty that is full of love but hides a crazy killing intent.

The feeling of uniting the passionate and bitter cold opposition together is indescribable.....Only those who empathize with me can understand the fear, fear...and infatuation in my heart.

Slightly recovering from the mood of being crazy about love, I looked around.

At the sermon, the teenagers who had applied for the choir looked at me in a daze, their mouths grew and their eyes widened.I don't seem to believe that there are such songs in the world...

But compared to the judges sitting on the high platform, the performance of these teenagers is not surprising.

I saw that the judges who were still sitting in distress just now were all leaning on their seats, ecstatically immersed in the exaggeration.

One of the thin old men even closed his eyes, shaking his head and tapping with his hands, while humming "**** love..." in his mouth.

It's crazy... I didn't expect the song I picked at hand to be so contagious.

The judges of these rebooting teachings were shocked by the devil...It's really incredible.

It's no wonder that there is a word "sick" in the song's title, which sounds so magical and addictive.Isn’t it an infectious disease?Still like the plague, super powerful.

Huh.... I was a little worried that the singing would be too unpleasant and would be driven out by the rebooting teacher.

Unexpectedly, they made a big news by mistake and sang such a poisonous song?Judging from the intoxication of these judges, how can they be passed?

Thinking of this, I turned my eyes to the judges' bench and looked at them expectantly.

It seemed that because the judges' actions were so gross, the rebooting guards standing on both sides finally couldn't pass it.

One of the guards hesitantly coughed aside and coughed twice, only to find that the judges hadn't noticed, and finally gritted his teeth and walked up.He knocked hard on the table and said:

"Master judges, it's time to comment!"

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The sound of the guard hammering the table awakened the judges from the toxic tune of the song, and they opened their eyes suddenly.Looking around blankly.After noticing his actions, he sat up again in embarrassment.

But the thin judge still didn't realize it, and hummed and hummed "**** love..." until he was slapped on the shoulder by the old man beside him, and he stopped embarrassingly. Shame on yourself.

"Ahem, your excellency, the main judge... can announce the result..."

The judge sitting on the far left coughed twice and handed a note with his own opinions to the thin judge in the middle, and the others followed suit.

And the thin judge took out a pair of monocles from his arms and clamped them on the eye sockets, approached the table, and carefully looked at the contents of the note.

In the meantime, he raised his head several times to look to me, and he asked for advice, as if to look aside:

"Really... do you have to do this..."

"It's a pity...but it must be like this according to the regulations..."

"OK then....."

What? Is it because I sing so well, so do you want to give me a grand prize?

Haha.... That's great.

I am a little excited.

Although it was praised by cultists, I was still very happy.

You know... Since childhood, no one has ever praised me for singing.

No matter what it is, I follow my stepmother, Lilith, who slaps me on her nose all day, and the old bastard who thinks about making me wear women's clothes all day.....all are insensitive to listening to me singing.

Even my sister Margaret, who was tolerant of everything, heard my request of "Sister, listen to me sing a song".I will also touch my head gently, using the reason "Sister will go to the kitchen to cook/knit a sweater/the room needs to be cleaned, so I'm sorry I can't accompany the small picture". I absolutely don't want to listen. I sing a word.

For a while, the old bastard even slapped the shoulder solemnly and asked me "Do you know someone named Nobi Nobita?", because my singing reminded him of a fat tiger...

Because of this... I was depressed for a long time.

After all, Xiaoye, I am also half a Frost Elf anyway.The Frost Elf’s innate talent in singing, dancing and art is almost universally recognized.

As a half-blood of Frost Elves, how could I not even inherit any artistic talent that belongs to my mother?I never believe it.

But the truth is... Even if I switch to the elf form, singing is still very unpleasant.It's even worse than the old bastard's voice.

No matter how you practice, the end result is the same.

And this has become a question that has troubled me for many years... After knowing that my biological mother is the elf queen Melia, my doubts have become even worse.

Because at the annual New Year's ceremonies in Hanshuang Mountain, the king of the elves will personally sing the epics from ancient times to the present to please the ancestors.Since ancient epics had very high requirements on the singers, and the elven people’s requirements on this were extremely harsh and severe, there have even been cases in history that were driven out by the people because of mistakes in the singing process. The elf king who stepped down.

Therefore, if you want to be the elf king, it is impossible to sing badly.

Although I have not participated in the New Year festival of the elves, when Elmesha was happy, I heard her sing a few fragments of ancient epics. Such majestic, powerful and tragic music is by no means ordinary songs. The person is competent.

Besides, since my sister sings so well, as a sister... there is no reason why my mother's voice is bad!

Why is my son singing so bad?It's really puzzling...

Anyway... Whether you are a cult or an orthodox, come over and praise me!

Tell me how good I sing!fast!

I looked at the panel of judges expectantly, expecting him to quickly comment.

But the lean reboot believer hesitated again and again before finally proclaiming in a hesitant tone:

"This son has an excellent singing ability, and his voice is also natural...but it is quite indecent to sing obscene words and obscenities in the temple of the Father, and the lyrics are often involved in love. Love is suspected of blasphemy. So not I adopt..."

"Also.... The guards will take them down immediately and send them to the correctional center to reboot for one month!"

131. Wait a minute

After hearing the words "get it now", the look on my face solidified in an instant.

Damn it.... You have to catch it if you sing well, have you made a mistake?What is the truth?

Then again... I thought I could finally listen to people compliment me on singing!

Unexpectedly, you only said half a sentence!Half sentence!!

How much praise I will die?Bastard!

Obviously I was so intoxicated before!

Especially the thin one among you!Haven't you hummed to the rhythm of my singing before?How can you make such a fucking decision?

Is this worthy of your own conscience?

Thinking of this, I cast a questioning look on the thin judge.

Seeming to notice the look in my eyes, the thin judge shook his head, stretched out his hands helplessly, and made a very sorry expression to me.But still beckoned, motioning the guards to step forward and take me down.

At the judge's order, the guards who had been standing around the church immediately removed the iron-clad cone from his waist and walked toward me aggressively.

Seeing the soldiers crowding around in all directions, I suddenly became vigilant and prepared for battle.

Do you still want to go to war after a long time?

If I knew this a long time ago... I'll just rush in directly, and save these troubles.

Thinking of this, I put my right hand into my pocket, pinched the red wheel of fate, and prepared to take out weapons from the storage space to fight.

"Don't move, raise your hand!"

One of the guards rolled up his sleeves and yelled at me with an angry stare.

"Don't try to resist!"

Another guard holding a stick also threatened.

If it were an ordinary civilian teenager who was so intimidated in the crowd, I am afraid that he would have been so scared and captured it?

But, you don’t want to think about who I am, Xiaoye?

Just rely on the two green onions you rebooted to teach, still want to take me?

no way!

Thinking of this, I began to transfer the crimson psychic energy in my body, and continuously input the surging energy into my arms and palms, and I was always ready to take out the cheka and give a thunderous blow to the rebooting believer in front of me.

But at this moment when the sword is at a tense and the war is about to start.

A melodious voice suddenly sounded from the cathedral.

"Wait—"

Hearing this sound, everyone in the temple was instinctively stagnated, and then looked towards the place where the sound came from.

"It's the Messenger!"

A rebooting guard exclaimed.

Hearing what he said, the others also hurriedly put away their weapons, stood respectfully on the spot, and saluted the sound source.

Sir Courier?

Is that a big shot?

Thinking of this, I temporarily lifted the protection of psychic energy, but still held my hand on the red wheel, keeping a certain amount of vigilance.

Looking along the line of sight of the guards, I saw a woman dressed as a nun standing on the high platform on the third floor of the church.

The woman's face is painted with heavy makeup that is completely inconsistent with the identity of a nun, and it is puffed. It looks a bit like the "Nightingale" in the golden cave, but the color is not so gaudy.

Although because of heavy makeup, I can't see the woman's original face.But only from the facial features and eyebrows, it is probably still a delicate and pleasant person.

I just don't know why... I always feel that the contours of this woman's face are a little bit stiff, and there is a strange feeling.

Anyway... just watch the changes.

Thinking of this, I turned my eyes to the surroundings and watched their reactions.

I saw a few people on the judges' bench. Although they did not stand up and salute, their expressions became respectful.

In the end, the thin judges arched their hands and asked in a humble tone:

"I wonder if the messenger is here...what's your advice?"

The woman didn't even look at the judges, her eyes were still looking straight ahead, and she said in a non-emotional tone:

"On the oracle of Archbishop Friegan, pardon this boy."

Hearing the nun's answer, the judges' faces obviously hesitated.

"But... to sing such filthy songs that promote lust in the sacred church, according to the regulations, is to..."

A judge argued to the messenger, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the nun's aggressive speech.

"The archbishop just ordered: that young man has a voice like a natural sound, which is the key to'victory Lucifer' in spiritual warfare. So I order you not to embarrass him...Do you understand?"

"War... the key to victory over Lucifer?!"

When the'messenger' said such a description, the faces of the judges showed horror.

They stood up one after another, folded their hands together, and said very reverently towards the nun:

"If this is the case, then I will follow the Archbishop's oracles."

"well."

The'messenger' nodded, and finally no longer looked ahead, but turned his gaze to me, and said as kindly as possible:

"Lost Lamb, come here, and I will take you to the Archbishop Fleagan."

The reason why I want to say "as kind as possible" is because the nun's voice sounds very strange...at first glance it seems to be a bit pretentious, and her words are not at all emotional.But it was very stiff and awkward...The voice felt like it came from deliberately pressing down on his throat.Even the feeling of paleness and fatigue is very unnatural, not only appears pretentious, but when I listen carefully, my voice seems to tremble slightly.

All in all it is a fake.

Although it doesn't sound strange at first...but when I think about it, it is awkward. The more I think about it, the stranger it gets.

But it is such a person who makes all the rebooting believers in the room silent?It's so weird.....

Or is there anything special about her?

Although so far, I haven't noticed any psychic or magical fluctuations in that woman.