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

Because this is the most unfortunate story I have heard when I was young.

Everyone who was named Earl of Glamorgan had no good end...

But the premise is that the person who is made an earl has obtained the title from the hands of the king or superior.

If the title is obtained through inheritance, the end will be much better.

However, this historical cyclical law and curse were passed to my stepmother even if it was completely over.

After all, there is an old bastard who is fearless and fearless in Glamorgan, and there is an idiot who does not have eyes that dare to hit my house?

While thinking about it, El Mesa has pulled the sword from my shoulder and put it back on the tray.She held up the iron crown, put it on my head, and then took another look like the grandfather on the side.

Your Excellency, the depressed big decision chief, reluctantly picked up the cloak from the tray and put it on me.

"Get up, small picture."

At this time, Elmesha whispered to me.

After I stood up, she stretched out her hand and carefully fastened the strap of the cloak for me.Then I put a ring made of mithril and inlaid with blue gems on my hand.

"So, from now on, you will be the Duke of Late Night of the United Kingdom of the Elves."

Patting my shoulder, Elmesha said tenderly.

Hmm...what should I say at this time?

Shout long live?

Or is it to thank the country for its leadership...Thank you for CXXV's care?

Don't talk nonsense, then thank my wife...

So thinking, try to say in more formal terms:

"Then thank you for being crowned female emperor, I will definitely fulfill my duty..."

But at the beginning, Elmesha interrupted.

"What are you talking about? Small picture? What do you do so seriously, didn't I say not to call me the Empress?"

Aisha gave me an irritating look, then slapped me irritably.

Then he took off all the iron crown and cloak from my head, and threw it to the attendant who was aside.

"Okay, okay.... It's almost done. Let's take off this ring. It was originally made in a hurry, and it is very rough. I will ask them to make a good one later?"

I still think it's serious about entrusting a title...Is it so casual?

"Uh...that iron crown and cloak, is it alright for me to take it off so quickly?"

Looking at El Mesa's overly casual look, I asked with some worry.

"What a small picture, do you want to keep wearing those old and antique things? They were originally from the warehouse."

Elmesha blinked at me, and said amusedly.

"Huh? It came out of the warehouse?"

"Yeah.... Because occasionally there is a need for temporary knighthood, there are always such a few sets of things in the warehouse, which are not made hundreds of years ago. If you like the small picture, I will make it for you later. The new set is."

After speaking, El Mesa took my hand and announced to everyone:

"Then... elders, since the ceremony has been completed. Then let me know to prepare a banquet. This is a celebration for the Lord of the Night!"

31. Carnival

Surrounded by a group of elders and attendants, Elmesa and I left the council hall, walked down the high mountain, and prepared to go to the banquet hall.

But I don't know if the appearance of the empress shocked the elves too much.

Although several hours of meetings have passed, the number of people clustered under the mountain has not diminished in the slightest.

Seeing El Mesa appearing surrounded by a group of elders and attendants, a fierce cheer erupted from the crowd:

"Under the crown of the female emperor! Under the crown of the female emperor!"

Amidst the crowds, thousands of excited eyes were cast in the direction of Elmesa and me.Grandpa and the rest of the elders were sternly startled.

You know.... Elves are a quiet race, although they can sing and dance.But it is rarely like human beings, rude carnival, or yelling in the square.

Even in grand festivals and celebration gatherings, the performance of the elves can be called restraint.

Every move is full of joy, but it keeps its grace appropriately.This is the standard way of the elves, and also their image in the eyes of the world.

Therefore, in the elves' party.There will never be the noisy and chaotic scene of a human carnival, let alone a drunkard or a disheveled woman.

Because for the elves, it would be too rude if they gaffeed so far.

The noble elves should maintain their manners and rational thinking at all times.

At this time, most elves thought about their race.

But... at this moment, the elves who cheered enthusiastically under the steps were completely devoid of the elegance and reservedness of the past.

They shouted feverishly, crowded desperately in the direction of the steps, waved desperately in Elmesa's direction, and uttered enthusiastic and noisy cheers.

Although the words are far from being as rude as humans.

But their actions at this time were no different from those drunks who cheered for the actors and troubadours in the tavern.

No... this is not quite appropriate.

Because in addition to the endless enthusiasm of these elves, there is an indescribable piety and awe in their eyes.

It was like looking up at the gods, looking at El Mesa.

This is a kind of support and love from the heart, a kind of feeling that is completely free from any falsehood.

Because El Mesa is not only their monarch, their empress, but also the savior who saved all of them and the entire Elven Kingdom.

In most elves, her image is almost sacred.

Thinking of this, I can't help but sigh.

If... I mean, if these fanatical people see the scene where El Mesa and grandfather, father and daughter were slapped at the table and scolded and quarreled...the beautiful fantasy in their hearts would probably be shattered in an instant, right?

After all, no one is perfect.... There has never been a person as perfect as God in this world.And what many people believe is just the glamorous appearance of a certain person, or the part he deliberately showed in front of everyone.

Of course.... If it is specific to El Mesa, it is not that she herself wants to create a certain perfect image.

But.... There are so many beautiful fantasies that people give to her. Almost all the elves hope that their empress is a perfect woman like a goddess.

In addition, El Mesa's previous work was too low-key and mysterious, leaving too much room for the elves to imagine.

Therefore...under the collective creation of the people, the elves have created a flawless personality for their monarch in their hearts, and wishfully believe that this is the real empress, the real El Mesa .

That's why you showed such a fanatical expression, right?

Now even if someone tells them that the real El Mesa is not that kind of person, these fanatical elves will probably not believe it, and will even be extremely angry with the facts as a slander on the empress.

In the words of the old bastard.....This is the power of the brains.

But I don't care....After all, I should be happy to see El Mesa being so supported.

Because maybe someday I can get the light of my wife, fucking fans or something... Of course, the fans I’m talking about must be limited to elves with long legs and protruding legs. Other gays and The men are so rough.

Actually...just think about it...

If I dare to hook up the big sister and the little sister under Elmesha's nose, then I'm afraid I will die...

Generally speaking, for the current situation, my mentality is still very peaceful.

But Grandpa and the rest of the elders are completely different.

"Unexpectedly, the people of our race would love the female emperor so much!"

Elder Porut muttered to himself, then clenched his fists, his eyes shining with hope:

"Such a country with one mind is invincible. No matter how powerful the enemy is, as long as the female emperor leads us, the elves are invincible!"

Most of the other elders also hold this attitude.

Only grandpa stood aside in frustration and muttered to himself sourly:

"These are foolish people who just look at their faces...like the new and hate the old! Isn't that the little girl Aisha looks better? You support her like this. Hmph... Obviously the image of my old man was not bad when he was young. .... Why did I never see you welcome me like this when I was the Elf King?"

Listening to my grandpa's broken voice, I just felt a little funny and a little sad.

Alas.... In this sense, his old man is really pitiful... But it's also quite ridiculous. He actually eats his daughter's jealousy.

I obviously value my daughter so much in my heart...but at the same time I'm dying of jealousy.

Grandpa, he is also a contradictory person.

In this way, Elmesa and I waved to the crowd all the way, drove a road from the crowd surrounded by the attendant, and left the conference hall, while the other elders followed suit.

Because of these fanatical crowds, it took only more than ten minutes from the decision-making conference hall to the grand banquet hall, and it took us more than half an hour.

It was late at this time, it was almost dusk.

But thousands of elves still followed Elmesha and refused to leave.

So when she came to the banquet hall, El Mesa simply instructed the attendants to set up a bonfire on the square outside the banquet hall and distribute food and wine to treat these enthusiastic people.

In this way.... The inside and outside of the hall are finally connected into a sea of ​​carnival.

Although this banquet was held in the name of celebrating my knighthood...but now, it is more like a carnival because of the reception of the empress.

But to me, it doesn't matter.

As long as you have food to eat.

After all... I haven't had a serious meal for many days.

Every day, when kissing Elmesha, she sucks the body fluid from her mouth to maintain her strength.

Although the energy in the body fluid of the legendary powerhouse is enough to keep the body running, I can't ask for it to kiss El Mesa.

But...it feels a little weird to have an empty belly without eating for so many days.

In short, let's fill up your stomach first.

32. Banquet (monthly ticket plus more)

Although it was blocked by the crowd, it took us more time to finally reach the banquet hall.

However, delays for a while are not entirely bad.

Because, in this short period of twenty minutes, the chefs of the extremely efficient elves have already prepared some of the dishes and put them on the banquet.

To me who is hungry, there is nothing more tempting than steaming food.

Since the decision of the knighthood was relatively hurried, everything was also a temporary notice.

Therefore, in the huge banquet hall, the guests looked sparse.

In addition to Elmesa and I, as well as the elders in the decision-making meeting, only the chief officials of the departmental affairs departments, public officials above a certain level in Frostfall Peak, and elves with noble titles were called.There are also guests who have received notifications from outside.

Fortunately, the banquet of the elves does not have a large set of red tape procedures like in the human court.Various rules and etiquette have to be much simplified.

After the empress simply announced "the banquet began", the guests also ate or talked with each other.

Although most of the guests seemed more casual, the natural temperament of the elves gave the whole banquet hall an elegant atmosphere.

Without being bound by meaningless red tape, freedom is full of elegance and restraint everywhere.I think this is the cuteness of this ancient race of elves, right?

But what surprised me most was the dishes in front of me.

In the usual prejudice or one-sided impression of human beings, elves are creatures that only eat fruits and vegetables for a living. They admire nature, so they don't kill.

Of course, this kind of outrageous claim that has spread so widely in the human world is nothing more than a rumor.

The elves are undoubtedly carnivorous races.They live widely in forests and snow-capped mountains, and it is impossible for them to get enough calories only from vegetables and fruits.

In fact, the elves have had a hunting tradition since ancient times, and even the civil wars of the thirteen clans in the myth were all started because of the battle for the hunting grounds inside the Black Forest.

In the past few thousand years, the population base of the elves has increased by several orders of magnitude compared to the ancient and ancient times.Therefore, they began to imitate human beings and raised some animals as domestic animals.

However, compared to human beings like to add a lot of spices or salt to the dishes.The elves don't like this greasy smell.