Chapter 1,255 Yalandlan’s conspiracy

"Oh, it turns out to be this maid of integrity. (br> " Her purple hair is fluttering, she is as charming and beautiful as a purple elf in the wind, but her face is calm, serious, majestic, and her posture and laws are all regular and graceful, making it impossible for people to look directly at the elf.

The maid came over.

"Long time no see, my dear Prince of Beasts."

The other party stopped, held the delicate bamboo baskets in his hands together, and bowed slightly in a very natural manner, using words that did not violate the bounden duty of a maid.

"Don't think that by using a very natural tone and using honorifics, I can pretend that I didn't hear the word beast."

Without hesitation, he struck the slutty maid's purple bangs with a knife.

Once there were no passers-by around, this guy started to treat his calmness, solemnity, majesty, solemnity, and so on as a free gift of moral integrity, and jumped off the building to sell me. His sinister and venomous nature was undoubtedly revealed. He was really a shameless person.

A popular maid.

"I was touched by the Beast Prince and I'm going to get pregnant."

She held her forehead in an exaggerated manner, showing a delicate and tearful look after being bullied. Then her face changed, and a professional smile like the female host in a TV commercial filled her face, and she took a bottle of medicine.

The treasure is gently dragged on the palm of the hand.

"At this time, you only need to take the Duke of Beast brand expired contraceptive pills that are secretly made by Jeluka's ancestors, and you can eliminate all worries, no matter how you are touched."

"This brand sounds unreliable at all. I think eating it will make you pregnant for no reason, and only someone who has expired will buy it, stupid uncle!!"

Even though I know this guy is trying to sell his integrity, I still can't help complaining. It's so sad. Is it really like that damn Indian Asansuo? There is an unparalleled soul of an artist hidden in me, and Jeluka is the one who is hiding in the crowd.

Her ace partner of Qian Baidu?

All in all, I once again confiscated the contraceptive bottle from the contraceptive maid.

At this time, a pedestrian happened to come by the roadside. The guy's face immediately straightened up and he became extremely solemn and serious. Every lady, even the princess of the country, felt ashamed in front of her.

"Why didn't this guy take good care of Artoria? He ran out and wandered around."

With outsiders present, I could no longer play double act with Jeluka, so I took the lead to take the lead. The maid with purple hair and purple eyes turned back, holding the bamboo basket in her hand lightly, and followed quietly.

Such a well-behaved, obedient, quiet, stern, and beautiful maid attitude. Passers-by looked at it and showed envy in their eyes. However, this beautiful and fragrant elf maid showed such a submissive attitude that she seemed ready to do anything at any time.

What man wouldn't want her to warm his bed?

As a result, it was only after I took her back that I realized that the warm quilt I imagined in my heart was nothing like that. This unscrupulous maid would really burn down a fire general's quilt.

It's time to think about it. One day, I'll persuade Artoria to put this guy in a cardboard box and sell it on the street. Let's put a price tag of 1 gold coin.

If you buy it now, you will get a princess from the miko clan as a gift.

"Her Majesty the Queen is taking care of official business and I can't help her, so I went out to prepare dinner."

Jeluka shook the basket in her hand slightly, and she had plenty of reasons.

It's just... Although the reason is good, I would like to ask, are there any ingredients sold along the way to the North District that can be prepared for dinner? Could it be that Artoria's dinner today is braised squid?

Although I don't agree with Jeluka's excuse, I don't intend to reveal it. After all, she hates fighting and came to the North District, a place full of fighting and fighting spirit. There are only two reasons. One,

Capture the rare and unique ingredient Seattle Gram with a difficulty level of lv99. Secondly, you have to be stubborn and find excuses to see me.

"Stupid maid."

After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't help but feel the warm love in my heart. I reached behind and touched her forehead, which was slightly bowed in respect.

"Yes, Your Highness is right, Carolie is a stupid maid." Jeluka also responded to my words surprisingly docilely.

However, even if he showed his tender side, he still did not forget to hold his sister back. This guy is really...

Such a sinister maid is really cute.

"Those complicated things haven't been taken care of yet?" I coughed a few times and asked, hiding my face.

"Yes, it ended up taking many days."

Back to business, Jeluka's expression became serious.

"Although everything has been properly arranged before coming here, as the elves are so huge, there will always be some surprises, and it is still difficult to escape."

Recalling that when I went to Altria's door a few days ago, I saw her buried in a sea of ​​documents, and I couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"Everyone... has too much trust in Her Majesty the Queen."

Jeluka followed behind, and after a moment of silence, in front of the other elves, she, who was known as the Knight of Justice, actually sounded slightly complaining.

This emotion is not directed at Artoria, but others.

"Does trust lead to dependence?" Understanding Jeluka's meaning, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Indeed, even as an outsider, I can feel that Artoria's huge prestige among the elves makes everyone place their hope and future on her. At the same time, once something happens, the first

The only thing that comes to mind is that I hope she can solve it.

As a result, many matters that Artoria did not need to deal with at all, because they carried this heavy hope, and with Artoria's character, she would rather be busy herself than respond to the wishes of her people.

This is probably what Jeluka wanted to express.

"That's right, there is no need to bother Artoria to deal with some minor disputes." I pinched my beard lightly, narrowed my eyes slightly, and thought about it.

"Grandma Yalandlan, don't you have any hints?"

Jeluka shook her head.

It seems that Arlandlan also wants to test Artoria. Being serious in doing things is Artoria's strength, but it is also her weakness. How to solve the problem at hand is also what she must go through to become an excellent king.

obstacle.

"Perhaps, this time Grandma Yalandan asked Alto to bsp; "His Royal Highness is right." Rarely, Jeluka showed a look of approval.

"The alliance is no better than the elves. How did Grandma Akara handle it like this? In addition to cultivating a group of excellent team members, the team of prophets she created also played a major role." I slowly grasped the point.

Explain them one by one.

"Grandma Yalandlan, as Teacher Akara, the best prophet in the entire Dark Continent, there is actually no shortage of prophets around her that she can use. The key is how to use them, the profession of prophets, and their

The abilities are too special. If used properly, it is a sharp sword that can cut through thorns, but if it is not mastered properly, it may harm the entire race and even the continent."

"Absolutely."

As Arlandlan's personal maid, Jeluka's concise but clear answer with these four words undoubtedly confirmed what I said.

"So, when Grandma Arlandan asked Artoria to come over this time, she actually wanted to learn the alliance's management style. The Heart of the Sacred Tree she brought could be regarded as a tuition fee."

"There are no such expensive tuition fees in this world."

Jeluka followed unhurriedly, and the bamboo basket hanging in her hand made rustling sounds from time to time with her instructions, which was very cute and pleasant.

"Oh, why exactly?" I glanced behind me secretly and asked in surprise.

"Although I really want to respond to His Royal Highness the Prince's cliché, I just don't know if I don't know. I'm afraid only the First Elder himself knows the true intentions."

"Haha, there is no way to do it. It seems that we can only visit Grandma Yalandlan in person."

I don’t feel embarrassed that Jeluka’s intentions were revealed. She is also the intelligence leader of the elves, so of course she cannot be deceived by such level of clichés.

"However, it seems that Artoria has not been able to understand Arlandran's intentions."

"Probably." Jeluka was noncommittal.

"Although I was a little worried before, it doesn't matter now."

"Oh?" I couldn't help but turn around and look at her.

I found this guy's eyes fixed on me, those mysterious and deep purple pupils, with a hint of cunning in their seriousness.

"Your Highness the Prince knows, in fact it is the same."

Seeing that I couldn't react for a long time, she pursed her lips hard and tilted her head a little slyly.

"I?"

I pointed at myself, and after a while, it suddenly dawned on me.

"What a Jeluka. It turned out to be a spy sent by Grandma Yalandlan. How could she turn a blind eye so easily and let Kaluge follow her."

After I understood it, I couldn't help but pinch the maid's nose angrily and funnyly, and shook her head gently.

Although I wanted to be angry and cheer up my husband, I thought that although this unscrupulous maid came with Yalandlan's intentions, she was not taking this opportunity to get together with me.

Besides, Artoria is his wife, so helping her is considered his duty.

The old fox of Arlandlan was only paying attention, hoping that Artoria would wake up and learn to control the power of the prophet for her own use.

This time I sent Artoria over, firstly to deliver the Heart of the Holy Tree, secondly to learn something from the alliance’s grand Christmas Day, and thirdly, to hope that Artoria

During this time in the camp, during the process of observing Akara, we can discover the powerful and usable power of the prophet.

If possible, Yalandlan naturally hopes that Artoria can realize it on her own, so that it will be more profound.

However, as she knows Artoria better than anyone else, she can probably predict that Artoria may be arranged by the details of the God's Birthday and the upcoming journey to explore the fragments of the artifact.

, confuses the eyes and fails to see the in-depth elements of the success of this God’s birthday.

That's right, it's the nun church behind Akara, and the team of prophets she established with her own hands. They are actually the big gears in the operating machine of this grand God's birthday, and Artoria actually has no shortage of them.

The ability to turn gears, but he has not yet seen the function of these gears, and does not know how to dig and combine them himself. The result is that Akara only needs one point of force to lift a twelve-point heavy tool, while Al
To be continued...