Chapter 1,186: Head-covered and slapped with bricks in a deep alley

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This time it was really...how should I put it? I didn't expect that the thing Arturia wanted to give to her that she couldn't bear to say at that time turned out to be a four-cornered penis.

Slightly... no, it was a super god unfolding. It was like a living Gundam suddenly descended from the sky, appeared in front of me, looked down from a high position, pointed at me with a pulse laser sword and said, are you my master?

No, if you think too much, some common sense in your brain will be confused and collapsed...

Holding my head, which was swollen and dizzy, I took unsteady steps and walked down the stairs.

It's just past noon now, and there's still plenty of time before the bonfire dinner to be held in the evening, so we can prepare it for everyone, provided that these two guys, Little Jasmine and Jeluka, don't tear down the house.

What is Artoria's favorite food?

This profound question suddenly occurred to me.

I remember asking her before, and her answer was "As long as it's delicious, I won't eat it all. I have no weaknesses in all things related to eating." She was so majestic, full of confidence, and stood up

He answered with pride in his chest.

To say it was an accident is a bit unexpected, but considering Artoria's character, it seems to be a matter of course. All in all, this is a king who is not picky about food at all, as long as it tastes good.

However, although she is not picky about food, it does not mean that Arturia does not pay attention to what she eats. If I have to say it, this idiot is actually a big eater and a glutton. Eating is something she rarely does except saving the world and revitalizing the elves.

One of the few hobbies she has. Of course, this is just something I guessed from her every move. After all, every time she eats, she will unconsciously overflow with a feeling of exhaustion.

The satisfying and happy feeling when soaking in the hot spring.

Willas's craftsmanship should be able to satisfy her completely. I have tasted Kaluge's craftsmanship. Although it is good, it is not as good as Willas's. I believe that when the time comes, it will be highly praised by Artoria.

As for me, humph, don’t be scared. As my husband, of course I have to cook, and I want to challenge the super giant of the universe, the deep sea blue one-eyed piebald grilled whole octopus. In short, it means to cook the whole octopus.

Just put it on the rack and bake it.

While I was thinking this, I turned the corner of the stairs and suddenly a burst of wind woke me up.

Enemy attack!!

I raised the alarm in my heart, but my nerves didn't react. The attacker seemed to have used some magic trick to zoom in on the target instantly. At the same time, a familiar scream sounded above my head.

This crisp sound that makes people feel that it lacks training is...

After being stunned for a moment, I had already missed the last moment of defense, and my vision went dark!!

Could this be the legendary, deep-alley trick-or-treating style?

I have conceived in my mind countless times tactics to deal with old drunkards, Old Man Farah and a few other old men. Unexpectedly, before it was put into practice, others would use it on myself.

I just wanted to hold my head and yell "Don't slap me in the face", but I realized something was wrong.

The cover covering my head... the tight touch on my face was a bit too soft, as if it was made of some kind of super-high-end fabric that couldn't be bought even with money.

As for why I know, it's because the fabrics Veras usually makes for me are carefully selected as much as possible, and the soft and smooth texture on my face is more than twice as good as those fabrics.

Who on earth actually used such high-grade fabrics for the sacks used to cover other people’s heads? Aren’t the bricks and slabs that will be photographed later made of precious stones?

Could it be that this is the legendary imperial army's preferential treatment of prisoners?

As expected, the attacks that followed one after another did not come. Instead, a proud moan reached his ears.

I stood up wordlessly, touched the thing covering my head, grabbed it off, and took a look.

The first thing that catches the eye is a small cartoon bear head.

The field of vision slowly expanded, and the little cartoon bear head turned into a silk pure white cartoon bear penis.

"How about it, idiot Wu, it feels disgusting to be trapped by a penis embroidered with your own image. Now you can feel a little bit about how I felt when I took over this penis from Sister Alto."

Standing on the stairs, the little girl princess, Beja, looked at me condescendingly and raised her chin proudly.

"No...it's not so much that I feel disgusted when I'm wearing a vagina embroidered with my own image, but I feel more embarrassed when I'm wearing a girl's vagina on my head."

I couldn't find a suitable entry point for my complaint at the moment, so I could only answer Beiya's words honestly.

"You...what did you say?!"

It was not the expected answer. The smile on Beya's face immediately faded, revealing an angry expression.

"This...this is my Highness's penis. You should feel honored to be able to put it on your head. To say that it is embarrassing is really shameless!!"

"Oh, you also know it's your ***." I glanced at Beiya indifferently.

"Then I'll take it and put it on other men's heads. There will always be some perverts who will feel happy and honored. After all, this is the vagina of a noble princess of the elves, put it on their own heads.

, maybe there is some flavor...tsk tsk tsk."

"You, you, you...you big idiot, what a pervert, what do you want to do? How dare you want to use His Highness's vagina to...play with those disgusting and perverted grown men? I will kill you, I will definitely kill you.

you!!!"

After hearing what I said, Beiya's eyes suddenly shone with tears of anger, and she even felt like crying.

"If you're so disgusted, why do you want to put it on my head?"

When I saw that the fire was almost done, I stopped, otherwise I would be hunted down by a large group of elves.

Bea was stunned.

"I'm also what you call a grown man, so does it really matter if you put on your vagina?" Seeing her like this, I couldn't help but add to the anger.

"Ah, that's terrible!!" Beya reacted and immediately held her head and screamed.

"I was just thinking about how to get revenge on this idiot, but I didn't even think about this. I actually put my most private clothes on this guy's head... Wuwu~~~~"

Looking at Beiya squatting on the ground, moaning in agony, I fell into a state of speechlessness.

As Tia said this morning, this little princess of the Elf tribe is really...a fool sometimes.

"You should be happy. Fortunately, this piece of clothing is new and has not been worn. Otherwise, humph, it smells like the little elf princess... If it is auctioned, maybe even a hundred gems will be competing for it.

Grab it."

No, even if it has not been worn, it is more than this price if it is made by Arturia herself. Of course, I will not say such words.

Thinking like this, I proudly put the little *** in my hand on my finger and started spinning it.

Ah, no, could it be said that my current movements and expressions are quite abnormal?

"Pervert, you beast, my highness is going to do harm to the people today and get rid of you, the guy who pollutes the air."

Beiya, who was running wild, bared her teeth and claws, and rushed forward regardless of her own safety.

good chance.

The moment Beiya rushed towards her, I hit her head hard with the gun in my hand.

"Woo~wow~~What happened? You idiot, what did you do to His Highness?!"

Immediately, Beja, whose head was half covered, jumped straight onto the stair wall in front of me after I got out of the way, and there was a very heroic impact sound.

She used her hands and feet to take off the small breast covering on her head, and sat on the ground with her splayed figure spread out, covering her pretty red nose, with tears in her eyes, and staring at Beiya with wide eyes. She really wanted to put this

One scene was filmed.

Nominated as: It’s your own fault.

"Okay, no more fussing with you little girl. I'll go back and prepare for tonight's dinner. Remember to come on time, otherwise I won't wait for you."

As I walked, I waved to Beiya, who was left behind and stared at me.

"Wait, you idiot." Beja suddenly shouted.

"Why, haven't you learned your lesson? I'm telling you, wait until you grow taller..."

"Watch the fight!!"

Before he finished speaking, a punch with an iron tiger's finger landed on his stomach. It was indeed one of the two most taboo words for this little girl.

"Take it!"

With an irresistible command tone, Beja handed the thing in her hand to me, who was doing what only a Saint could do, half kneeling on the ground and covering his bloody abdomen with half-open eyes.

"ha?"

When I saw what Beiya handed over, I first touched my forehead, then reached out my hand and touched Beiya's forehead in front of me.

"What are you doing, you idiot? How can you touch His Highness's forehead casually?"

As a result, Beja immediately slapped her hand away angrily.

Not a dream.

I wiped my eyes again in disbelief, and looked at Beiya's little hand again, and then I was sure that she actually handed me her little vagina.

It is said that there is a rule in the Dark Continent. When you want to challenge your opponent, you should take off the gloves you are wearing and throw them coolly in front of your opponent.

Could it be that...this is a challenge rule unique to the elves?

In my mind, I simulated a scene like this: an elf warrior who wanted to challenge his opponent calmly and elegantly took off his pants, revealing his bare thighs, and then, without any hesitation,
To be continued...