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

It turns out I’m not at home...but in Professor Yang’s treatment facility...oh...it’s so disappointing...that’s the blame for eating so many things just now, but not at all. Full... Is it all fake?Woo.... What a pity.

At the same time as the memory went online, the feeling of hunger with an empty stomach also came at the same time.

I'm so hungry...I'm so hungry...

Come to think of it...except for a brief meal with Eureka in the hotel the morning before...I haven't eaten for almost three days...I also experienced that kind of intense battle in the middle. ...

If I don't eat anymore... I feel like I'm going to starve to death!

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh like to eat meat....want to eat noodle dumplings!

Wait.... Fen Dumpling...

If I just fell asleep on Sonya’s chest...that is to say, the two dough balls are actually...

amount.....

"Um...Master..."

At this moment, the dog mother unconsciously rolled over and put her snow-white thigh on my body.

Looking at the girl's ignorant sleeping face... I felt a sense of guilt inexplicably.

Ah...Although I did treat her...I have been coveting it for a long time...but it still feels a little bit...something to do such a horrible thing while other girls are asleep. ..it's not good?

It’s strange to say...Although I have signed a contract of slavery...but to be precise, I haven’t known this stupid dog for a few days...

Why did you kiss so naturally?It seems a bit strange...

When I was puzzled, the terms of the "Absolute Slavery Contract" suddenly appeared in my mind.

[Duty Nineteen: Both the master and the slave who conclude the contract have the obligation to have a good impression of each other, and have the obligation to have an intimate and close relationship...]

Hmm... Is it the effect of the bondage contract?

Fortunately, it was Sonya who signed the contract with me...If it was a devil like the Skeleton King or the Great Lich...well, the picture would be terrible...

Throwing aside the weird thoughts in my mind, I shook my head and looked around carefully.Seeing that most of the prisoners were still asleep, I hurriedly took this opportunity to take the dog mother back into the contract space.

No matter what... this is my "little dog"...so awesome **, I don't want others to see it too.

Put away Sonia.... I reluctantly got up from the straw bed.

Phew.... I'm still hungry... I'm hungry, and I feel like I can't move.

No matter what.... Anyway, give me something to eat!I can't take it anymore...really...

Even brown bread with sawdust...or the smelly North Sea salted fish...Anyway, I'm going to starve to death if I don't eat anything...

Thinking of this, I walked to the railing and knocked on the head of the chicken god who was sleeping in the corner:

"Hey...Uncle...When will these black-skinned dogs give us food?"

"Ah..... to eat...." The head of the chicken god opened his eyes blankly, "What is the hurry... You will know later..."

"Anyway, I haven't eaten anything for two days..."

36. Think about food and clothing (reward plus more)

Will you know later?Haven't eaten for three days?

Isn't this inconsistent?What do you mean by that?

The ambiguous statement of the God of Chicken God made me confused.

So I had to shook the half-sleeping Cock God leader again, and continued to ask:

"Uncle...you can tell when to start the meal, because I am really hungry..."

"Um... I can't tell you for a while..."

The Lord Chicken God yawned and closed his eyes.

"Anyway...it's still early, let me sleep for a while...little brother, if you are so capable...then you will definitely be able to grab food...uncle, I might still rely on you Now... Ah... I went to sleep..."

After speaking, the head of the god of chickens tilted his neck and leaned against the corner of the wall, drooling in the corner of his mouth and fell asleep.I didn't wake up no matter how I called, but kept snoring.

"Uncle...Uncle..."

Finally, I shook the head of the chicken god two more times. Seeing that his saliva was almost flowing to his chest, I had no choice but to give up my plan to wake him up.

Ask someone else...well...who do you call?

Sweeping his gaze to the surroundings, there was still a snoring sound in the dark cell. Most of the people imprisoned here were still immersed in their sleep, with no signs of being awake at all.

Sigh.... This is troublesome... or I will sleep again?Wake up when the meal is delivered.

Thinking about this, I sighed and lay on the thatch again, reluctantly closing my eyes.

But as soon as I lay down, the feeling of hungry came again, and my hungry stomach was grunting and grunting.

Alas... I am so hungry... I can't sleep at all!

This feeling of empty stomach is too uncomfortable, right?

But there is nothing to eat here...I can't eat straw, right?

I really hope I didn't wake up from my dream just now, so that I can eat big fish and meat all the time...and the fragrant dumplings.

By the way....Fun dumplings....Don't I still have Sonia?

Thinking of the sweet smell of milk in my dream... I suddenly had a bold idea...

Otherwise, how about I release the silly dog ​​to "wangmei quenches thirst"?Even if you sip it in your mouth, it's good....It can relieve the hunger in the belly.

I think...this is a feasible solution, but it is too horrible.

Really... Really so horrible...

But my stomach is also very hungry...what can I do?It would be nice if there was milk...

At this moment, my heart is very contradictory, my body is suffering from hunger, my mind is caught in a conflict between morality and reason, and I endure both mental and physical torture.

Just when the hungry will is about to occupy the high ground of thought, it drove me to do the ghost thing just before.

Suddenly, a thunderous violent drink sounded in my ears!

"what--"

This energetic shout made me jump out of bed.

Damn...what's wrong with this?Who is yelling in the morning?

Immediately afterwards, I saw the violent mage Jacob jumped up from the straw mattress in the opposite cell.With his muscular upper body naked, he leaned on the floor of the cell and did push-ups at a jaw-dropping speed.

By the way... I still use only one finger to support the ground.

The speed of the ups and downs is so fast that it can almost set off a gust of wind on the ground!

"...981, 982, 983...998, 999, 1000!"

Just listen, the violent mage shouted in a rough voice, and it didn't take long to do a full thousand push-ups on the ground!

Then, I saw Sir Jacob, sweating profusely, pressing a finger to the ground, supporting his body and jumping up.After moving his arm a few times, he moved again.Both speed and strength are amazing!

Seeing the violent wizard sweating like rain, I can't help but smack my tongue in secret.

Hmm...Although the magical power of this bad old man is indeed only at the level of Tier 6 catechumens...but the level of physical refinement has far surpassed the level of magical cultivation, reaching the seventh-order [Departure Knight] The pinnacle state.It's really surprising...I really doubt whether this product has found the wrong place and joined the Mage Association by mistake.

And... if you look at the speed and strength of his push-ups just now... don't say anything else, every time he "hehehe", he can definitely collapse his wife.As long as he is not a quick shooter...

You said... After I go back, should I also practice push-ups?Definitely can toss Eureka's little hooves and make her beg for mercy every day...but if you want to deal with Elmesha, this trick is probably not so effective...

For some reason, the hunger in my stomach deepened a bit as soon as I started thinking about it.

Huh.... It seems that the old bastard is justified, thinking about lust for food and clothing.It means that only when you are full do you have the strength to think about and do those unhealthy things.If you reverse the order and think about lust without food and clothing, it will only consume your energy and deepen your hunger...

Therefore, the most urgent problem now is to solve the problem of eating...

Thinking of this, I muttered "get up, hungry slave" in my heart, and got up from the thatch mat.With the last bit of strength on his body, he supported the iron bars of the cell to a position close to the corridor and shouted at the violent mage opposite:

"Sir Jacob! Sir Jacob!"

Because the old man's chanting voice was so loud that it completely overwhelmed my voice, so I called him several times, but the old man remained indifferent.

Knowing that he was doing sit-ups in this direction, I saw me leaning on the railing.

"Good morning, my envoy!"

The old muscular man said to me while doing sit-ups.

"You wake up so early, do you want to do morning exercises with the old man?"

Morning exercise?

I practice your grandma a hammer!

People are almost starving to death, still have the strength to accompany you to toss about?What a joke!

I thought everyone was like you, with muscles in my head, right?moron.

Although I was very dissatisfied, I still managed to squeeze a smile.

"Haha... no need..."

After two dry laughs, I immediately asked the most critical question:

"By the way...Sir Jacob...When will the gangsters who swear the rebels will come to give us food?"

"Dinner?"

The action of the Violent Mage stopped a bit.

He stretched out his hand, a little in the air on the side, and used magic to draw a clock.

"Um... it's only seven o'clock... it's still early... the'survival' game does not start until nine o'clock..."

"Nine o'clock? That means waiting two hours?"

I moaned in despair.

"But I'm really starving to death...whatever it is....Even hard brown bread like a rock is fine! Anyway, send it quickly!"

"No...sir...the black-skinned dogs are not so kind...they don't give us food...but hope we all kill each other!"

The Violent Mage stopped and said with a serious face.

"No food? Why does he keep us here if he doesn't deliver food? If you want to starve us to death, why not just have a good time!"

As soon as I heard the words no meal, I immediately became excited.

"No... Your Envoy... things are far more complicated than I described... In short, you will know later."

The Violent Mage shook his head somewhat complicatedly. He stopped his movement and said to me solemnly:

"Hope, you can break their conspiracy... and lead everyone out of here..."

37. Digging for Survival Battle Royale

Huh.... It seems that I fooled those two things yesterday. This stupid old man really believes that I am the special envoy of the Mage Association headquarters...

Yes, I do want to use your power to escape from prison.

But the body is the capital of the revolution, and I am starving to death now, OK!

If you are hungry and can't even move it...what's the jailbreak?It just collapses as soon as it gets halfway, OK?Oh.....

Thinking of this, I sighed again, leaning on the bars of the cell, and wailing:

"I don't care, I don't care... Don't talk to me about these useless things, I want to eat! I want to eat!"

"My envoy, stay safe and restless...but...but there is really no food in this cell..."

The Violent Mage explained awkwardly.

"Uuuuuu...I know...but I am really hungry too!"

I said weakly.

I haven’t eaten for almost three days.... If I don’t eat anything, I don’t feel like I don’t have to wait for El Mesa to kill me with a hatchet... I’ll starve myself...