"Bang bang ——" Several sounds, seven groups of **** flesh, were placed in front of me.

These are the seven heads of the head-water monster, and the next blow by Amludina-her unique shield attack plus the powerful power of the Emperor Wujian, the final result is this look.

When the raging energy storm came to a halt, the body of the water monster was already blurred under the big pit of the invisible bottom, and the dead could no longer die, and it was embarrassing for Amrudina, not dirty at all It turned out that from the group of flesh and blood, these seven barely recognizable heads were found.

Looking at Amrudina's blood-stained body (of course, all of them are blood of a monster), kneeling on one knee without a word in front of me, I touched my chin, glanced at the seven groups of flesh lying in front of me, and fell into Distressed.

These things... what should I do? Even if King Arthur and I are foodies, even if the head monster is stained with the blood of the dragon family, it becomes like a dragon crocodile, and it has an unexpected taste that is diametrically opposite to its appearance. I want to cook these sparse blood and mud mixtures. And to eat it, it still takes some unprecedented courage.

It is said that some hunters like to use their powerful prey heads. It was made into a specimen and mounted on the wall, but the thing in front of me didn't meet the standard at all, I won't say it. No one can tell if this is a head or a rotten flesh.

Throw it away, it seems to have lived up to Amludina's good intentions, and now I really want to slap the one who just said "Dedicate my head to me". It's nothing cool. What lines do you recite? Isn’t this asking for trouble?

"Cough, Amrudina, you did well."

Eyeball grunted several times. I still couldn't think of a good way to see Amrudina kneeling down. If I didn't say anything again, she was afraid that she would misunderstand my silence and express her dissatisfaction with her.

So he had to cough a few times and boasted the posture of His Royal Highness.

"These are the credits given to me by His Royal Highness. Amludina dared not take credit."

Seeing that I finally made a noise, Amrudina seemed relieved, her head lowered slightly and looked up at me. Quickly lowered again and responded loudly.

"No need to be humble, Amrudina." Reaching out to stop her from starting to say something, I took the Emperor Wudi sword, wiped it carefully, and continued.

"The king gave the knight glory and the knights fought to kill the enemy. This has been the case since ancient times. Amrudina, you have done what a knight should do. You are an excellent knight except the king. No one can deny this The facts, including within you."

It's too much to enter the theater, and I don't know where to see the lines, and blurted out.

"His Royal Highness..." Amrudina raised her head, her eyes gradually getting wet.

Well, the effect is good, although I don’t quite understand what I just said, but these lines look very powerful.

Watching Amrudina bit her lip tightly, she looked at her with tears in her eyes, and the admiring look was like a... a kitten who likes to be tired of the owner, and when I slipped, I couldn’t help but stretch out Going out, like pets, on her head, between the pale shows, touch and touch.

"Woo~~~~"

Although I immediately recovered, I regretted my impulsiveness, fearing that such a move would make Amrudina run away.

But unexpectedly, Amludina's reaction was quite, very interesting.

Suddenly, startled, and then, as if hypnotized, the clear eyes narrowed at once, and the tight bite of the lips could not help but loosened slightly, unable to restrain the sound of a very comfortable and tender from the throat. Yin, and the subtle movement of her subconsciously rubbing her head seemed to make my guess more convincing.

However, these complex changes, actions, and additions only lasted for less than two seconds, so short that it made me think that what I had just heard was an illusion.

Amludina's pretty face rose with a brush, red purple, like a pepper, her body trembling, as if tolerant, and then by the movement of lowering her head, I flicked my touch.

Finished... finished!

My eyes were dizzy, why did I suddenly be stupid, and at first glance, I saw that Amrudina looked like a pet just now, and she really regarded her as a pet and reached out her hand to touch her head, but she is a genius of the elf family, with a huge Her self-esteem and glory, her actions just now, are clearly an insult to her sense of dignity and glory as a knight.

This was miserable. Not only was the tall image that her heart accumulated, it was destroyed once, and it continued to decline negatively. Even if she was drawn at the opposite direction and pursued with a sword, it was not impossible.

The criminal history of the elders of the harem will also add a thick ink, with strong persuasive colors-the elder of the beast and the color of the heart is not dead, and the magical hand reaches out to the wife of his wife.

There is no better theme of gossip than this. If the protagonist is not myself, I may relish the fruit wine while listening to all the versions circulated in the wine.

"This... listen to me, Amrudina, this is... this is..." I felt that I had to pre-empt, so I panicked and explained.

But what should I say? Do you have to be honest, sorry Amrudina, I just saw you as a pet, and did this kind of thing on impulse, please forgive me.

Such a miserable death!

"Pro...His Prince..." Just when I stuttered and didn't know what excuse to make, Amrudina's shy voice suddenly sounded.

A careful look. She still knelt on one knee, lowered her head violently, and hid her bright red face.

Pause for a while. I was terrified. I was afraid that she would stand up next time. With the trembling gaze of holding up the hatchet, Amrudina made a noise again. Said in a shy voice lighter than before.

"Too...too sudden..."

"Sorry, I'm really sorry, Amrudina, I..."

I grabbed the back of my head. Why do you secretly hate yourself? At this time, the brain is messed up, and even an excuse is not found. Isn't it possible to talk to the old drunkards?

"His Royal Highness..." Amrudina took a slight breath, and it seemed that courage also followed this move, and she shouted a shy voice. It's a little louder than just now.

However, speaking these four words seemed to have consumed the courage she had just swelled up, even the original trace. It also disappeared, and the blush on Qiao's face not only did not subside, but the worse it became, the smoke almost came out.

The body shook steadily, and Amrudina seemed to be fighting, making a difficult decision (whether to consider using a hatchet or a chainsaw), and then paused for a long time before using a subtle voice than all the words just now. Whispered.

"If...if His Royal Highness likes...if I like...I...I don't care...as long as...Your Highness likes...I...I don't...do not hate..."

The voice was getting lower and lower, and then even my Druid's Clairvoyance. She couldn't hear what she said, but the words in front. It was enough to make me soberly aware of how to answer next.

"No, why not, rest assured, Amludina, such a rash act of rudeness, absolutely no next time!"

I am convinced that if at this time, I don’t know if I’m going to make a decision to push the boat, I nodded with a smile and said, "Ah, okay, okay, then your head will often touch me later."

The next second after the talk, a fruit knife will poke into my lower abdomen, and then break my belly-see how big the courage inside grows, so dare to provoke the dignity of a knight so brazenly And glory.

"Is... is it? It is so..." Amrudina whispered softly, although the voice was small, but it returned to normal.

This makes me believe that I chose the right one time.

It's just... why do you feel a little loss from the inside? I still hate my rude behavior just now, because I didn't choose a good boat route and let her hold the kitchen knife and chainsaw as she wished, so does the sound sound frustrated?

I shivered again.

"All in all, Amrudina, you did a good job this time and worked hard."

I tried to set aside the topic, and Amludina kneeled in front of me like this, it really made my heart awkward, much greater than that pitiful vanity, by this sentence, I faced Amludina, Stand in front of her, hand your right hand out, palm up, and put it in front of her-of course, this is definitely not touching your head this time.

It seems that it was the elven etiquette that Kane instilled in me, or where I have seen it in the book, I hope I remember it right, and I won't make jokes.

It seemed that Amrudina had responded, her head slightly pressed, raised her left hand respectfully, and put the small hand on my palm.

Then... well, gently lift up, like this.

I tried to do this, and Amrudina stood up, her head still lowered, until she straightened her body completely and took a step back before lifting her chin.

ng, it seems to be right.

"Fortunately, it's not humiliating, Your Highness, I..." Without saying a word, Amludina's body suddenly flickered, and then fell unconscious.

Uh, it's really fast.

Although it was a little unexpected, I had expected this situation long ago, and I took a step forward, and hugged her fallen body.

The first battle with the head water monster has already severely overdrawn physical strength. Then I was instigated by me and drank a bottle of physical potion. She could persist until she fainted. It was already Altman's will.

Behind him, King Arthur leaned out of my shoulders, glanced at Amrudina, then looked at me, with a weird look.

"Hey, hello, don't look at me with this creepy look, OK?" I shuddered.

"It's the stupid mount. I can't see it. It's quite qualified to be a **** stick." I ignored my protest. Little Arthur murmured to himself.

"What **** stick, I encourage people, don't you know. Do you know?"

I'm not happy anymore, what are these words, but I am a girl who walks on the edge of a cliff after giving birth to a frustration. Rescuing her back with great effort not only helped her to rekindle her fighting spirit, but also helped encourage her to wipe out her big enemy and found her lost confidence back. It took so much effort to get the title of magic stick?

"Encouragement and bewilderment are only one word away." King Arthur glanced at me disdainfully.

"Obviously, the two words are different..."

"Long-talking, long-winding, Ben Ang said the difference between the words, it's just the difference between the words." Before the words were finished, the angry little prince pierced with a sword and blossomed my forehead.

"Okay. If you say one word, one word, half a word." Covering his forehead, I felt that I would avoid the sharp edge temporarily, and remember this sword in Xiaohei Benli. Revenge slowly.

After being silent for a while, King Arthur suddenly said something that seemed completely unrelated to the topic just now.

"Altolia said, it is this stupid mount that has the qualification to become a king."

"Me?" Although I knew it for a long time, I couldn't help pointing at myself in surprise, then laughed three times.

"Ben Ang smiled for the first time when he heard this," he reacted to me. King Arthur seemed quite complacent.

I:"……"

This little guy is really unflattering.

"Then..."

Saying so. King Arthur jumped off his shoulders and began to circle around me. Looking up and down at me, it seemed as if I was picking fat.

"It's decided." She suddenly shouted squeamishly.

"What's the decision?" I got up from the coldness of my soul, and King Arthur looked at the decision I made, which was never good news.

"Ben Ang, is the first Ang on the mainland, right?" King Arthur asked.

"At least this is what the book says." I refuted it with determination, but I couldn't find strong evidence, so I could just do it willingly.

"From now on, it is up to me, the continent, to tune up this stupid useless arrogant and disobedient mount." Pointing at me with a sword, King Arthur said confidently.

"That's it?" I widened my eyes and looked at her incredulously.

Speaking of this determination, haven't you already made the decision, and have you put it into action? Although it has little effect.

I turned around and wanted to leave.

Then I heard that King Arthur pointed at me with a sword and continued to use her milky and milky voice.

"Jian Nai, tuned into a mount."

Oh oh oh! !

I suddenly heard the words of the bunker from the mouth of this little guy, and its shock was no less than the first time I heard the phrase "I'm going to be the man of One Piece".

"Mount King?" I turned around and couldn't help confirming it again.

"Yeah."

King Arthur held his hands on his hips and raised his chin high, and he thought of such a good name, so proud of it.

"How is it different from a mount?"

Although I don’t take it seriously for King Arthur’s little conspiracy, I think I still have to find out so that I can find some inspiration for her.

"It's very different. Mount Aonai is the king of the world."

Oh oh oh! !

I was shocked again~lightnovelpub.net~ even face paralysis, unable to speak for a long time, it took a while to return to normal.

"Sorry, let me first confirm that the so-called king of the world is a pile of cement pipes standing tall, holding a wooden sword, and announcing that to other children on the grass?"

I brought my image into the role of Fat Tiger and asked carefully.

"Fool, the king of the world is the king of the world." As a result, King Arthur jumped up and knocked his head hard.

Very good, I remember the little black book again, when playing in the water, a black hand under the foot suddenly pulls you down, please don't ask who it is.