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

"No! Of course not!"

The big decision chief held on to the door frame, panting heavily, and raised his head very hard:

"As the chief decision-maker, how can you allow you to mess around in the sacred decision-making meeting?"

He picked up his crutches from the ground with difficulty, and stood up supporting his body:

"Let's take a look.... If it weren't for my old man to arrive in time, this kind of absurd bill might have been passed under your coercion! Hmph... The Great Emperor Hanshuang, you would have thought about such a nonsense title. come out!"

"It's so troublesome..."

Elmesa muttered very unhappily, once again condensed a faint blue magic light cluster in her palm.

"In this case... then I have to ask my father to be quiet for a while!"

"Huh... Elmesha, if it wasn't because of your sudden attack just now, do you think my old man would really be recruited?"

The chief decision-maker looked at his daughter without showing any weakness, and clenched the crutches in his hands with both hands, his aura suddenly exploded:

"My old man is also a Tier 9 [initiator], even if Aisha is a legend, it is not so easy to clean up the old man!"

Grandpa said firmly with a face:

"Come on, El Mesa. If you want to turn the sacred conference hall into a battlefield, Dad, I don't mind staying with you to the end!"

For a while, the atmosphere in the discussion hall became tense again, and the eleven elders in the audience also showed nervous expressions.

And the diligent Elder Porut looked at the ceiling with eyes blankly and muttered to himself:

"Oh my God.... The chief decision-maker used force against the Elf King in the council...this...is this a coup? The last time this happened was [Silver Deer Rebellion] 3000 years ago It's time..."

really?It turns out that the last time this happened was when the chief decision-maker rebelled...

But look at how Elmesha and Grandpa look like...Although they look like monarchs and ministers, one of them is a father and the other is a daughter... Besides, grandpa is still the last elf king...

So...who is it that is countering?

Report to the Queen, the Supreme Emperor has rebelled?Or report the Supreme Emperor, that her Majesty the Queen rebelled?

No... No matter how you think about it, something is wrong, right?

Alas... Elmesha and Grandpa are also true, there should be a limit to nonsense, right?

In this way, neither father nor daughter was willing to show weakness for a while, staring at each other fiercely with murderous eyes.

After a stalemate, he looked at grandpa's firm and persistent gaze.

Elmesha shook her head helplessly, withdrawing the magic in her palm.

She covered her forehead and said tiredly:

"Alright, sir, father, if you have enough trouble, sit down quickly. Don't let the elders read the jokes."

"Huh! This is almost the same..."

Grandpa straightened his chest, and his wrinkled face was full of joy of victory.

He deliberately walked past the throne arrogantly. He gave me a stern look before returning to the speaker's seat.

Seeing grandpa's nonsensical behavior, Elmesha sighed again and weakly persuaded:

"My father... can't you just walk from the front obediently? Do you think you are naive?"

"why not?!"

He blushed when his daughter commented that he was a "childish" big decision-maker, but he straightened his chest and pretended to say strongly:

"One hundred years ago, this throne was still mine! What's wrong with the old man walking from the side?"

"Of course... of course, my dear father, you can do whatever you want..."

Elmesha's face was full of helpless expressions, and she waved her hand as if admitting her fate:

"So if you wish, Father, I will hold a council of 500 people now, so that the veterans can re-elect you as the Elf King."

"This...this..."

Grandpa was choked by El Mesa's words for a while, and couldn't speak for a long time.

But Elmesha's tone became aggressive from this. She stared at her grandfather's eyes and said every word:

"After this, no matter how long you want to sit on this throne, Father, can you?"

The chief decision-maker was speechless when asked by Elmesha. After a long time, he lowered his head in embarrassment, and said falteringly:

"This...this is something wrong...I'm sorry Aisha...Dad was a little gaffe just now..."

"Although Elder Nikolic is my father, you are right, but in the sacred decision-making meeting, please pay attention to the order of inferiority and inferiority. You should call me the female emperor!"

"Yes... Under the crown of the empress, she was old and rude just now."

Although a little reluctant, grandpa finally put his hand on his heart and bowed to Elmesha.

"Very well, Elder Nikolic."

Elmesha nodded, her expression seemed serious, but the excitement of the winner could not be concealed in her eyes.

Alas.... I didn't expect to see such a naughty side in Elmesha.... I would be complacent because I quarreled with my father and felt like a little girl.

But then again... Aisha is still very attractive like this.The more I look at it, the more I like it...The more I like it, the more I want her to get pregnant...

"I don't want it in the future, after seeing you doing such a gaffe in the sacred council hall...I hope you can reflect on yourself a little more, Secretary Nikolic!"

It seems that some of them are addicted to speaking. El Mesa deliberately called her grandfather by name, and deliberately added the name "Qing" which represents a subject.

The angry grandfather's teeth were itching, but he didn't dare to have an attack on the spot, so he had to repeatedly say:

"Yes, the lesson from the Empress's crown is that the old will definitely correct more."

After handling her grandfather's problem, Elmesha was in a much better mood. She looked at the elders looking at each other below the stage and continued:

"All right, Zhu Qing.... Then let me continue to discuss about the coronation ceremony of the'small picture'."

"Under the crown, wait a minute!"

But at this moment, Grandpa was still looking sullenly, but he raised his hand confidently.

"What's the matter, Secretary Nikolic?" Elmesa looked at the chief decision-maker a little impatiently. "Do you think that your appearance just now wasn't embarrassing enough?"

"The criticism of the female emperor's subordinates to the subordinates is naturally remembered by the old, but..."

Grandpa turned around, took out two parchment scrolls from his arms and shook them:

"Could you please explain...Why did the decision-making meeting receive two diplomatic notes from the Papal State and the Holy Doinchi Empire at the same time in just a few days?"

After speaking, grandpa spread out the two scrolls on the table at the same time, and the coat of arms of the Pope and Emperor Doinchi are clearly visible on the parchment.

Now, it was Elmesha's turn to be guilty.

She looked around and said:

"Um.... Regarding diplomatic matters... I remember which elder is in charge..."

"Hmph... Don't change the subject under the crown of the female emperor..." Grandpa shook his head and said confidently, "Please also explain to me, what is going on with the two exploding apocalyptic veins? "

23. Well said, but...

"They..... There is something wrong with the things of the Eternal Church, how does the lone know what is going on?"

Elmesha turned her face and explained somewhat unnaturally.

"Furthermore, although the peace treaty has been signed for now...but the Eternal Church has always wanted to destroy our elves' enemies...maybe...maybe this is their people who want to deliberately make excuses and plant Frame Yugu so that you can pick up the plane and start a war. Yes! That must be the case!"

"Oh...Is that so? The analysis under the crown of the empress is really reasonable, and I really admire the old man."

At this moment, grandpa's face showed the expression of winning.

He shook his head slowly and said:

"But under the noble crown... the old man seems to have never said that the matter of the Holy Veins of the Apocalypse is related to you, right?"

"This...this..."

Elmesa was speechless for a while, but she still insisted on maintaining her composure and said:

"You can guess what the scum of the Holy See will slander the lone in the letter without looking.... Anyway, it is nothing more than the clichés... I think with the judgment of the chief decision-maker, I should not believe them. Nonsense, right?"

"That female emperor is really an unexplored prophet! What she said is really methodical. If you didn't know what was written in this note, the old lady might really believe it!"

Seeing Elmesha's retreat, the expression on Grandpa's face became more and more proud.

"It's a pity that under the crown of my noble empress...Neither the Doinchi nor the Papal States have mentioned you a word. It just pointed out in a tactful tone that someone exploded in the Holy Veins of the Apocalypse At the scene, I witnessed a woman who was suspected of being a Frost Elf. So I asked us if there were any strong people of rank eight or above going out on the Frost Mountain recently."

"This...Is that so..."

The expression on Elmesha's face stagnated again, and even the palms of my hands that were tightly clasped with me began to sweat.

But she continued to deny the account:

"So what? Since there is no mention of gu in the letter, what does this matter have to do with gu? Did you ask the wrong person?"

"You asked the wrong person... Ha ha, the female emperor, the old man sees you as if you are not confessing!"

The smile on Grandpa's face suddenly abated, and both his tone and expression became aggressive:

"Trust me... Aisha, whether it's the old man or the elders present...Each of us hates the bandits of the Holy See who have destroyed our homes and killed our compatriots!"

"Although the war has passed for a full eighteen years...but that group of cross bandits trampled on our land, slaughtered our people, and insulted the shame of our women... still exists in the memory of the old man. In sight! This is an insoluble hatred, the old man will never forget!"

With that, the big decision chief clenched his fists, and the memory seemed to return to the bloody and cruel battlefield eighteen years ago.

"The old man wants that group of gangsters to pay their debts with blood more than anyone...every day I can’t wait to send troops to the south, smash down the holy capital, hang all the self-proclaimed justice clubs on the square, let them Taste the pain we suffered back then! But...now we can’t do it yet!”

Looking at El Mesa seriously, the chief decision-maker continued:

"In the battle of Frostfall Peak, Aisha, you killed sixty thousand crusaders with your own power... In the two-year war, the enemy we annihilated was even more than two hundred thousand... but...."

Having said this, Grandpa turned around and his expression became slumped:

"We also lost more than 20,000 elite fighters.... Most of them died. Those who survived by chance were mostly disabled for life. There are many more civilians who were invaded by the Crusaders. Slaughter, burned..."

"For human beings... the casualties of more than 200,000 million people seem to be a lot, but it only takes ten years...20 years at most to organize an army of the same size again and drive to the cold. Down the mountain!"

"But...what about us? The deaths and injuries of 20,000 elite fighters represent that the kingdom's 50 years and 100 years of accumulation have been wiped out! Tens of thousands of civilians have been killed and injured, let alone when they will recover!"

"Our thirteen clan of elves add up all the old, weak, sick, and disabled, and the population is no more than one million at most; but what about humans? The Doinchi Empire in the north alone has a population of more than ten million!"

"Even if, El Mesa, you can kill the pope and smash the holy capital with the help of the power; even if each of our soldiers can kill more than a dozen human soldiers... But the endless number of human beings, in the end It can still engulf us completely. When they use up all the adult elves in quantity, what awaits us is the subjugation of the nation!"

Grandpa's voice was deafening, and everyone present was silent.

Yes...Although the elves far surpass humans in terms of magic and psychic talents, lifespan and wisdom.

In terms of the low fertility of the elves, even if a couple of elves have worked hard for hundreds of years, they can never raise more than five children.

It takes nearly a hundred years for an elf child to fully grow up to adulthood.

But for an ordinary human couple... it is not a problem to have a few children, the only problem is whether they have enough income and food to feed them.

And these children, it only takes fifteen years to grow up... to become a fertile mother, or a soldier who can be called by the king to fight.

Although in front of a skilled elf warrior, a small group of human soldiers might not be opponents.

But in the face of overwhelming quantity, the individual quality advantage is also meaningless.

Although I can't be completely counted as an elf... nor can I be completely counted as a human being, or even a person in "this world" in a sense.

However, under this situation, I can't help but be infected by this heavy atmosphere.

But... if I were to consider this question... I think it's not completely impossible-that is to recognize the identity of the half-elf race.

As a race formed by the mixed blood of humans and elves, half-elves have only half the life span of ordinary elves, and their physical fitness and magic affinity are much weaker than pure blood elves.But it is still far stronger than human beings.

But the most important thing besides this is that the fertility of half-elf females is far stronger than that of pure-blooded elves, and even closer to humans.

Although it is not up to the level that a human mother can give birth to a child in October, it is also compared to the difficult fertility of pure blood elves.But it only takes five or six years to give birth to a newborn.

If the Elf United Kingdom can abandon the previous prejudices, recognize the identities of the half-elves, and bring millions of half-elves on the mainland under the rule... then the problem of the proliferation of the elves can basically be solved. Up.

Although there is still a problem of degraded bloodliness, it is not a category that I can consider.

At this moment, grandpa sighed and continued:

"So Aisha.... I understand that you hate those Holy See Clubs...but this is not the reason for your arrogance. We can be enemies of the Holy See, but not the entire human race. .... Our life span is much longer than that of human beings.... So we have to deal with the Holy See, we still have time to go and figure it out, do you understand?"