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

But... Maybe they have never met before, right?

Friegan how could he know Eureka?How would you know her name?

Isn't it a witchcraft?

Thinking of this, I felt nervous.Regardless of Constance's resistance, he forcibly hugged her and rushed down the stairs.

"Hey! Lindentu, you villain, let me go! I can go by myself!"

Little Lori thumped in my chest.

But at this time, I couldn't care about it anymore, just ran down the floor quickly, and then put the little Lolita aside and quickly said:

"You stand here and don't move! I'll see the situation!"

After that, I quickly stood by Eureka and looked at Friegan vigilantly:

"Frigan, stop me! I warn you not to mess around!"

But Eureka reached out and stopped me:

"No... Lindentu... not like that..."

She looked straight at Friegan, and walked forward two steps trembling slightly.

"Father.... Is it really you?"

The girl asked seemingly dazed and babbling.

"Yulia? You are Yulia..."

The cult leader also opened his eyes wide, his facial muscles twitched slightly, his fingers curled up into a ball, as if he was accumulating some power.

"It's me... father... Yulia... your daughter!"

Eureka took a step forward again and looked at Friegan with tears.

And the cult leader also leaned closer, studying the girl's face carefully.

"It's really true!" After a while, Friegan looked at the sky with a little bewilderment, and said in a pleasantly surprised and confused tone, "Oh... the merciful lord...I shouldn't Are you dreaming?"

"No... of course not..." Eureka could no longer hold back her tears and shook her head, "Dad... Yulia finally found you!"

"Yulia, my child!"

After speaking, the father and daughter hugged each other and wept bitterly.

I stood aside with a bewildered look, completely unclear of what was going on.

It looks like...Fregan, this old scumbag, is really Eureka's father?

My goodness... this world is really crazy.Actually even such a nonsense thing happened...

If it weren't for witnessing this scene of dog blood.

I would have thought that this was something made up by an eighteenth-rate novelist sitting in front of the screen with code words...

And this also verifies what the old bastard used to say to me, "Son, remember, this life is like a fucking hot chicken novel, you never know what idiot author will update tomorrow. ......"

Alas.... To be honest, if I really were a character in this novel.Then I will say nothing, and blow the head of the mentally retarded author!Don't look at what Jaguar stuff you write?

Why would there be countless beauties when someone else’s body shakes?Can all the harems still get along with each other?And I just want to save my life... Is it already so difficult without being hatched by Elmesa and Margaret?

It's so.... I don't know which plot came out of the brain.

As the protagonist, I not only can't beat my wife and even my sister... I am often bullied by them for various reasons, and I am always forced to wear women's clothing.

Just thinking about it, I feel ashamed!

Uuuu.... The baby feels bitter.

But... then again.If this Friegan is really Eureka's father...

So, didn't I just beat up the future old man?

Hmm.... I just slept with my daughter the night before... I beat my father-in-law to the point of being unable to take care of himself the next day...

I do this... Isn’t it a bit unkind?

But this can't be completely blamed on me... By the way, who could have thought in advance that this cult leader was actually Eureka's father?

Besides.... If it hadn't been for Friegan, the old bastard, to send someone to Eisen City to commit crimes, and even want to smash Eureka's alchemy workshop.Can there be such a mess today?

If you have to say it, that bastard is also wrong.

"Hi... Lindentu."

Just as my heart was ups and downs, little Lori pulled up my sleeve dissatisfiedly.

"It looks like... this big villain is your concubine's father?"

mistress?As for it so bad?

I don't know who taught her these words.

Ignoring Constance's words, I nodded stiffly and replied perfunctorily:

"Seems....."

"What does it mean?" Little Lolita glared at me unhappily, and then pursed her mouth, "Hmph...I doubt now...have you all colluded and came here to find out." I am happy."

"Are you colluding?"

After understanding what Constance meant, I shook my head dumbly.

"How come? I don't know the scum of rebooting teachings. Your imagination is too rich."

"What is impossible?"

Little Lori retorted displeasedly.

"You think... it was the woman's father who kidnapped me... now it's you who are here to save me again. Lindentu, if you want to say there is no relationship at all, I can't even know a word Believe!"

"The point... I didn't know there was such a thing before..."

I explained to Constance with a wry smile.

"You saw it just now.... I beat the cult leader just now, didn't I? If I knew he was Eureka's father..."

"You wouldn't dare to do that? Right?"

Little Lori's face was bulging, her eyes flashed with displeasure.

"Huh... I knew you must have a leg with that woman... For her, you actually want to let go of a villain like Friegan?"

Constance circled her arms, turned around very unhappy, and muttered softly.

"Obviously, he said before that he would help me vent my anger... and when the woman came, it became like this. Liar! Liar! Liar full of lies!"

After speaking, the girl stamped her feet in irritation.

"You can't say that... I just beat him up... didn't I just help you out?"

"It doesn't count!"

Little Lolita simply rejected my statement, and then stood aside and ignored me.

Looking at Constance's angry back, I scratched my head with a wry smile.

Think about it afterwards.Some things are not without signs...

In the earliest days, Eureka told me that her father was a wandering painter... and the works that were close to yellow pictures in the alchemy workshop were all left by her father." Masterpiece".I think of Eureka’s habit of “painting girls”, as well as the lifelike “philosophical works” I saw in the library today, as well as Flegan’s works.

Isn't all the answer ready?

Eighteen years ago..... The wandering painter Fleigen came to Ximu Town under the Frost Mountains. With his super desire, he conquered a dark elf woman who is famous for her sex, and even made her convinced. Own wife.

Later...Because Friegan's degree of metamorphosis far exceeded the dark elf's ability to bear, the unbearable dark elf resolutely put a green hat on her abusive husband, and then fled Frie with his daughter. root.

After that, Flegan, who was severely stimulated, founded the rebooting sect under the wrong instigation of the old bastard.As a daughter, Eureka has always mistakenly believed that her mother chose to betray because of the dark elf's nature, and lost her father.He has always been ashamed of "fallen blood"...and infinitely beautified his father's image in his heart.

This is probably the case...

149. Dare to ask who God has spared?

Eureka and Friegan had been crying for a long time before they finally calmed down a bit.

"Okay, Yulia...Dad is here...Dad will never leave you again."

The cult leader stroked his daughter's back, calming down with a slightly hoarse tone.

"Ok......"

The dark elf girl gave a soft hum, and finally left her father's embrace.

The rims of her eyes looked red, and there were crystal tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.But it can be seen that her mood has calmed down a lot.

Seeing that the "touching" father-daughter acquaintance has been basically completed, I walked up with a headache and patted Eureka's shoulder with concern:

"If you still feel uncomfortable, just cry out, it will feel better."

But what I was thinking in my heart was how I should explain to Eureka that her father is the leader of the rebooting sect...

"No...I am very happy in my heart...Lindentu...really happy."

The dark elf girl shook her head, but still threw her head into my arms, leaned her face on my shoulder, and said in a choked voice:

"Finally found my dad.... It feels like a dream... Uuuuu..."

After speaking, the girl sobbed lowly again.

Hmm... dreaming?

It is correct in a sense.

Because based on my superficial imagination, I probably never dreamed that this grandson Friegan was your father...

It's so fucking ridiculous...

I don't even know how to describe it...

You say.... In case Eureka waits and asks me, who made his dad such a virtue... How should I answer her?It hurts just thinking about it.

Just when I searched and thought about how to answer.

The voice of the dark elf girl rang in my ears.

"By the way... Where is Lindentu's cult leader Friegan?"

Eureka wiped her tears and looked at me with a little puzzlement.

She frowned, looked around, and asked:

"From the group of cultists, I asked that Friegan was in the library. Only then did I get in from the hall? Why didn't I see where the others were?"

I looked at Eureka with a complicated expression, and did not answer her question.

It seems that she has not thought about the possibility that the father who was crying with her just now is the root of Fleet...

where is it?

Far in the sky, close in front of you.

Hearing his daughter's question, Friegan's expression instantly stiffened.

I saw him who was still immersed in the pain of parting, and the expression on his face has quickly completed from "the sorrow of a middle-aged old man" to "When the old man next door steals someone, the suffering master came back and hid in the closet and found crawling inside. A poisonous spider the size of a washbasin, but didn't dare to scream "change."

"Speak, Lindentu, have you seen Friegan just now?"

Seeing that I hadn't spoken for a long time, the girl frowned and asked in confusion.Then he clenched his fan fist a little angrily, saying:

"This villain dared to catch Dad in his obscene cave! I won't let him go if I can't catch him!"

After speaking, the girl turned around and said to Friegan confidently:

"Don't worry, I will definitely catch that bastard to avenge you!"

Hearing his daughter's declaration, the cult leader's expression became horrified, and big beads of sweat emerged from his forehead.

Taking advantage of Eureka's back to him, Friegan kept begging me with a pleading look.

From the perspective of his lips, he seemed to want to say to me: "Please, don't tell Yulia."