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

"I didn't expect... I would be here and meet my grandma's former lover!"

The girl wore a gothic aristocratic dress, and her noble golden long hair was simple but capable. From head to toe, there was a noble elegance and calmness from the inside out.

And this noble girl... is the elder sister of Lindentu's childhood sweetheart, and the future heir of the Kingdom of Britain-Margaret!

Regarding the girl's words, the old speaker shook his head and laughed:

"Hahaha, I dare not be it! Your lord, you are joking, it's all from the past, it's not worth mentioning."

"Hehe...Father, as the former lover of the Queen of Britain, this kind of thing can't be taken lightly."

There was a hint of playfulness on Marguerite's face, she shook her head and said:

"Maybe, you are my father's biological father....Is my biological grandfather! Anyway, this kind of thing inside the court has never been less~"

Margaret did not have much affection for the grandfather who died before she was born...and had never been at peace with her grandma...On the contrary, she always heard of her from others. The story of the cowardly grandfather, who made concessions to the Duke of York, even afraid to protect his children.

Therefore, she didn't mind making a joke with him at all.

But for Margaret's joke, the old speaker obviously was not so acceptable.

"Cough cough cough cough... Your Highness, you still can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing..."

After coughing violently for a long time, he said so nonchalantly.

"Okay, okay... You can rest assured, old man, I just said casually, don't take it seriously."

Marguerite, who was successful in making fun of it, smiled happily.

But soon, her expression became serious again:

"But compared to this... I hope you can answer me honestly, how did you as the city-state speaker get assassinated in the street?"

7. Knife flying on the head of the picture

Hearing Margaret's question, the old speaker's expression became serious in an instant. He shook his head and said in a hoarse voice:

"His Royal Highness...I am very grateful to you for today's matter. If it weren't for your reminder from Your Highness, this old bone of mine might have been on the streets...but this matter is only our country's internal affairs, and it is very dangerous... I can't involve you in anyway."

Having said that, Dandolo's dissatisfied, wrinkled face showed a complex look.

"After all, you are Elizabeth's granddaughter...my old man will die if he dies, but if something happens to you...the old man will never forgive himself for the rest of his life."

"So, Margaret, you'd better not bother about this matter..."

Margaret was a little surprised at what the old speaker said.Obviously she did not expect that this grandma's young lover would still have such complicated emotions about the events of the year.For a moment, she seemed to feel a little family-like care from the blind old man.

This moved Margaret more or less.

You must know that the palace is a place where family affection is indifferent. In order to fight for the supreme power, the blood relatives of the family even do not hesitate to kill each other.Margaret, who has experienced court vendettas many times since she was a child, naturally has a deep understanding of this.

Therefore... the care from the "elders" of the old speaker is especially valuable to her.

"Never mind.... I just wanted to stay for a while, so I went to find brother Xiaotu... But for the sake of your love for grandma, I will help you once..."

Thinking of this in her heart, the corners of Margaret's lips curled up slightly.

She took a sip of the black tea in the cup and shook her head gracefully and said:

"Haha, old man, you are wrong about this... The point is not that I am grandmother's granddaughter... but that the second in line in Britain has an accident and will cause diplomatic disputes, right? , Is it really tricky?"

"Huh?" Hearing Margaret's "accusation", the look on the old speaker's face was taken aback for a while before he smiled, "Hahaha, if you didn't say anything, your lord, the old man almost forgot this! After all! Isn't your father almost a prince in seventy years? Hahahaha..."

"If your Excellency the Speaker ridicules my father in this way, I may protest to your government through diplomatic channels~"

Margaret smiled disapprovingly, and then solemnly said:

"Okay... old man, the man behind the assassins is the nobleman who opposed you renting the boat to the Crusaders, right?"

"His Royal Highness really has eyesight..." the old speaker sighed, "Although you already know, the old man still wants to advise you not to interfere in this matter, so as not to burn yourself..."

"Old man...maybe this?" Margaret smiled and shook her head. She stretched out a finger and shook it in front of her. "Say old man, do you want to kill those bastards? No one left. Kill all the land."

The girl's tone was brisk and calm, as if she was describing something simpler.

"It's not easy... I wonder what your highness meant?"

The expression of the old speaker was also moved by this. He seemed to be unable to imagine that a young girl talked about the killing so casually, so he added with some doubt:

"Are you joking again?"

"Of course it's not a joke, old man... the women of the Tudor family always do it."

Putting down the tea cup in her hand, the girl gave up her graceful posture. She leaned on the back of the chair with her legs folded, hugging her arms.Said very confidently:

"As long as the old man speaks...I will kill them all, no one is left."

"This....This....." The voice of the old speaker sounded a little shocked, and he asked in a trembling tone, "His Royal Highness...Margaret, you...You are really not kidding. ?"

"Of course it's not a joke, old man... it's just crushing some bugs, believe me, it's much simpler than you think!"

Margaret's expression was casual and relaxed... After experiencing cruel practice, killing was nothing more than a simple matter of eating and drinking to her.

"But...Margaret...political things are really not a trifle..."

The old speaker obviously still has some doubts.

"Oh... old man, it seems that if I don't come up with some practical things, you will never believe me."

Speaking of this, Margaret spread her hands helplessly:

"Just talk about it, old man, in your staff and guards, there are spies from each other."

"spy?"

Hearing this, the old speaker was shocked, and his mouth grew in surprise.

"Who? Who is the spy?"

"Since the old man, you want to know so much...then I have the right to give you this as a meeting gift~"

Marguerite smiled secretly. She snapped her fingers and said loudly:

"Tressia, do it!"

Then, only the sound of fierce fighting came from outside the door, but it subsided in a very short time.

"Don't kill me! Please! No... don't kill me... Guard! Guard! Someone is going to assassinate the Speaker, ah ah ah—"

After a screaming scream, the noise stopped abruptly.

Then there was a knock on the door.

Tuk tuk-

"His Royal Highness... has all been processed."

A calm female voice sounded from outside the door.

"come in."

In the old speaker's stunned expression, Margaret waved.

With a "crunch", the door opened.

I saw that a female demon hunter with gray hair and wearing a demon hunter's chain armor walked into the old speaker's bedroom with a head without expression.

The expression on that head was grim and frightened, maintaining a deadly look, and the witcher's long knife was still stained with blood.

"His Royal Highness... This is the first level of spies..."

The witcher held his head and saluted Margaret respectfully.

"Very good... just put it there..."

Margaret nodded calmly, and then ordered the demon hunter to put the head on the coffee table in the tray for refreshments.

The sound of "Boom--" and the sound of the head falling on the tray shocked the old speaker.

Although his eyes could not see anything, his "line of sight" was still facing the direction of the head, staring for a long time.Then he sighed and said:

"His Royal Highness's means.... I admire the old man! You deserve to be Elizabeth's granddaughter....The women of the Tudor family, all of them are heroes, and the old man is finally convinced... just..."

Having said that, Dandolo smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"This spy is the dark child that the old man deliberately left by his side in order to pass false information to them...but now..."

"It's okay...old man, now you don't need these complicated conspiracies...because I said, I will kill them all, nothing is left."

Marguerite smiled and shook her fingers.

8. Confusion (monthly ticket plus more)

At the same time, the abyss plane, the palace of loss of happiness.

In a secret training room under the palace grounds, the king of the abyss is sitting side by side in a magic circle engraved with complex magic patterns, and at every spell node of the magic circle, the corpse of a rank nine powerhouse is used for training. Human oil candles.

And the four walls of the training room are also covered with dense reliefs of beasts.

The hideous and terrifying expressions of the monsters, illuminated by the dark and swaying light of the oiled candles, seemed mysterious and unusual, making the atmosphere in the hall appear more suppressed and terrifying.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up in the almost completely closed underground darkroom!

In the whistling sound of the violent wind, the faint light on the human oil candle was overwhelmed, and it swayed weakly in the wind, but it was still not extinguished!

Then, I saw a ghostly fire light from above the head of the king of the abyss!

With the appearance of the Nether Fire, the blowing speed of the passive wind has become faster and faster!

Under the gust of wind, dozens of individual oil candles were blown to the side and fell on the trajectory of the magic pattern drawn by the magic circle with special materials.

In an instant, the flame on the candle ignited the combustible substance on the magic pattern!And spread quickly!Follow the magic pattern to ignite the entire magic circle!

Boom boom--

I saw the monstrous magic flames ignite from several directions at the same time, and burn towards the position where the king of the abyss sits in the middle of the circle!

At the moment when dozens of demon flames rushed to the king of the abyss at the same time, the nether light above the sky suddenly landed on the head of the king of the abyss, blending with the monstrous demon flame that was about to burn the body of the abyss king. !

The next moment, the light of the netherworld merged with the magic flame, and then suddenly disappeared into the air!

But at the moment they disappeared, the King of Abyss, sitting in the middle of the magic circle, suddenly opened his eyes!

"Cough cough cough..."

As soon as she opened her eyes, Veronica coughed violently, and then she fell to the ground with some pain while holding her chest.

Then, her breathing began to become rapid, and her fair and delicate skin began to show a charming blush with the ups and downs of the proud peaks, and the fine fragrance of sweat also leaked from her forehead and cheeks.

"Lin Dengtu...I will kill you! I...I must kill you!"

Veronica covered her chest with eyes blurred, and said intermittently...Although the voice was weak, it still contained deep resentment and killing intent.

But even so, her face was flushed, fucked, and panting at this time... but it was still inevitable that she added a bit of "coquetry" to her words at the moment.

This was the first sentence that the king of the abyss said after the spirit body returned to the body, and it was also her only and most urgent thought at this moment.

Although... just now in this world, she used Catherine's body.Therefore, even if something like that happened, Veronica was not damaged by Lindentu in the end, but she still kept her own ice and cleanness.

However, even so... when he was possessed by Catherine.... Lindentu’s actions and the joy that Catherine felt as a woman were still unreservedly passed on through the body’s senses. Veronica's soul.

Therefore...everything feels the same for Veronica...except that she is not using her body...

However, in fact, it was Veronica's soul that manipulated Catherine's body at the time, and all the touches were the same as her own body. Instead, Catherine's consciousness had been in a semi-dormant state, but instinctively a little excited. .

As a result, after Veronica's spirit body returned to her original body, the memory imprinted in her soul also affected her body that had not been touched at all!

Those parts that were kissed and touched by Lindentu while possessing Catherine... were also transmitted to his body through the memory in the soul!It feels... as if his body has been touched by that nasty little man!

Of course... Compared to these, what makes Veronica feel ashamed and indignant is that... the memories of Lindentu's infringement make her body feel happy!

"Damn! That damn little man! Something that should be slashed...I knew it...I knew it, this king should cut off his stuff once he caught him! "

Thinking of this, Veronica clamped her legs and gritted her teeth and said:

"Also...and that stupid nun...If it wasn't for her...how could this king be embarrassed by a human being?"

In fact...Veronica said this just to find another reason to excuse herself...

Because she knew very well that her resistance was only at the beginning...In the end, her irrational madness responded to the hateful little man in order to obtain the ultimate joy... .