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Chapter 1512 [Marilyn Monroe] Princess(1/2)

Wait, I have to calm down now, chaos can't solve any problems. Sanctuary

I got up from the ground and wiped the dirt off my face. I had a solemn look on my face, as if I was going to fight the three demons on the battlefield.

First of all, let's confirm whether they are dead or alive. Being dragged here by little King Arthur and the dead dog like this, but there is no movement at all, could it be that...

I swallowed hard, it was not good, if the princess of the miko tribe starved to death in the camp, even if it is not our responsibility, I am afraid we would never be able to live in peace with the miko tribe in the future.

Therefore, from a humanitarian perspective, it is better to confirm the life and death of the other party first.

I cautiously moved forward, picked up a branch from the ground, slowly and tremblingly stretched it out, and gave it a poke.

I poked my head, but there was no response.

I poked and poked, but there was no response.

Could it be that he really...has starved to death?

I had a look of horror on my face. Next, let’s try this place one last time.

I can't help it, who's to say it's an armpit-baring outfit? Sure enough, you will still notice it, and you can't help but set your target here.

So, I used a tree branch to poke her armpits, which were fair and delicate and full of the elasticity of girlish skin.

"Hmm~~~"

It was as if a start switch had been accidentally pushed. As soon as the branch fell down, there was a reaction from the other side.

Oh oh oh, is the start switch here? What should I do if it is Xiaojie's type of start switch? To poke or not to poke... It's not good, my moral integrity has begun to disappear again, and I really can't get close to this moral integrity.

Within a hundred kilometers of the miko!

I screamed and jumped away in panic.

Seeing my interesting reaction, little King Arthur tilted his head cutely, with little question marks constantly appearing on his forehead.

In short... In short, it has been confirmed that this guy has not starved to death, which is correct. He is a strong man after all, how could he starve to death so easily, right...

Before he could finish his thoughts, a huge gurgling sound came from the opponent's stomach, which made people feel that even a strong person with the level of the Three Demon Gods would starve to death.

"Mount, this guy seems to be starving." Little King Arthur looked at me with wide, bright eyes, showing an inquiry.

"Just leave it alone, I will notify her tribe to come and get her." Before she woke up, I decided to run away.

"Is your mount going to die without saving it?" Little King Arthur looked at me blankly, his pure eyes like a kind of judgment.

The dead dog also had a look of contempt on his face. This guy had completely forgotten who had the mercy to take him in so that he could avoid the fate of being preyed on or starve to death in the jungle and live so nourishingly? From now on, he will

Doesn’t it matter if the share of rations provided to you goes to the Red and White Princess?

"She is not an ordinary person. ("")" Because it was very troublesome to explain, I just muttered, then started my attitude of no-at, and bounced away the pure eyes of the little King Arthur and the contemptuous eyes of the dead dog, and said no matter what.

Take firm steps and leave.

Take firm steps...

Step away...

I'm going!

Hey, I'll keep going!

Bastard, what's going on?

I lowered my head and saw that at some point, a small hand had grabbed my cloak. It seemed slender, but it was surprisingly strong. Unless I was willing to tear the cloak sewn by Willas herself, it would be impossible to earn it.

open.

It’s over… it’s over!

"Gulu~~Gulu~~~~~~"

The opponent's stomach let out another loud scream. Miraculously, this scream actually formed several clear tones and reached our ears.

"Hungry~~~I'm so hungry~~~Please~~~ Anyone can help me~~~ give me something to eat~~~"

"Oh, you can actually speak with a hungry voice, that's amazing." Little King Arthur clapped his hands in wonder. This is something that even she, the first king of the continent, cannot do.

What are you amazed at, you stupid figure, you can’t even do this useless trick!!

I glared at her, turned around helplessly, squatted down, and kept poking her with the branch in my hand.

"Hey, are you still alive? Can you hear me? Your Highness the Princess of the Miko Clan."

It's a pity that she didn't move, only her stomach grumbled mentally. People who don't know may cry secretly. The princess of the shrine maiden tribe is so hungry that she is on the road. What kind of world is this? You see, even the closed

For thousands of years, the Horadric clan has been extremely short of resources. Their little princess can at least find some sandworm eggs, bark, scorpions, earthworms, etc. to satisfy her hunger...

No, it's actually very pitiful to think like this. I have to treat Tia more gently in the future.

Back to the topic, is there really a problem with the survival ability of this red and white one? It's early autumn now, and it's not winter when you can't even find grass roots. At least if you dig on the ground, you can still find a lot of earthworms. I'm not telling you that.

Wrong.

no solution anymore.

I searched around on my body, took out a piece of marinated barbecued meat from the oil paper wrapped in it, held it and shook it in front of her.

Oh oh oh, there is indeed a reaction!

As soon as the smell of meat came out, the hungry red and white one immediately trembled slightly, and then buried its face deeply on the ground. (In addition, this guy fell to the ground face down in a very heroic posture.

It is unknown whether it was caused when King Arthur was dragging it or whether it was originally like this.) Lifted up the church.

Clinging to the dirty mud, but revealing a beautiful dusty pearl-like tip of the nose, it kept twitching and slowly moved towards the dried meat slices.

This is really interesting.

The tremor in my heart exploded. Seeing that she was about to touch the meat, I raised my hand a little higher.

As a result, her face continued to rise, causing her upper body to float upright like a zombie.

When it was about to touch again, I raised my hand again, several times. After a while, I had raised my hand to the height of my shoulder, and our red and white princess also stood up completely, although her eyes

Still closed, looking like sleepwalking.

However, she is too short compared to me, and her shoulder height is already beyond her reach even if she stands up, unless she can jump up and bite the hook.

I thought this in my heart, but in my surprised eyes, this guy completely ignored gravity, floated like a little ghost, and continued to pursue the footsteps of the dried meat.

This is really... a fortress. Is the attraction of dried meat so great for her that it can ignore gravity?

Forget it, it seems that I lost this game.

If it could float, it would be useless no matter where I moved the dried meat, so I decided to end the game.

"Come on, this is delicious barbecued jerky. It's a limited edition that can only be purchased at one butcher shop in the entire Rogge camp. Do you want to eat it? Go ahead, hey~~~~"

After shaking the dried meat in front of the red and white princess's nose to let the fragrance penetrate deeper into her olfactory cells, I threw the dried meat in my hand far away.

I thought silently in my mind: Polly, go and pick up the flying saucer.

With a whoosh, the little hand holding the cloak loosened as I wished, and a girl wearing a red and white armpit-baring witch costume with a big bow tied on her head flew towards the direction where the dried meat was thrown.

Big aunt!!

I quickly picked up little King Arthur, breathed, turned around, started, charged up, and started, all in one go, as if this action had been honed for thousands of years.

But a little hand was faster than my movements that had been tempered for thousands of years, and grabbed the cloak again.

Looking back, I looked at the red and white princess who flew out with tears in her eyes. I didn't know when she fell back. She maintained her previous position again and fell to the ground. She only stretched out one hand to hold on to my cloak.

This is unscientific. Didn’t she go pick up dried meat just now?

As if seeing my inner doubts, the Red and White Princess's belly growled loudly again, conveying this meaning to me.

Are you a fool? Which is more important, a piece of dried meat or a mobile grain warehouse? This kind of thing is obvious.

Besides...

I saw this guy's other weak arm that had fallen down, slightly raised, and made a light move.

With a swish, the piece of dried meat flew out and fell on the grass. At her [call], it flew back and landed on the palm of her hand. Regardless of whether there was mud or dust on it, she popped it into her mouth.

plug.

Yes, I didn't use the wrong word. She did stuff it with a stuffer. She stuffed it directly into her throat and swallowed it. Even devouring it was not enough to describe this kind of eating. When the foodie ghost saint saw it, she would probably sigh to herself.

.

After the dried meat was in the stomach, the loud and loud sound of Gululu was nourished, and finally gradually died down. After a while, the red and white princess slowly opened her eyes.

"I'm saved. I thought I was really going to starve to death this time..." She let go of my cloak and sat up from the ground. She casually took out a cup from her hand, put it to her lips and drank.

Uh, no tea.

"It would be great if I could have something to drink at this time." He stared blankly at the empty cup for a moment, then suddenly let out a sigh and looked up at the sky, as if praying for a little rain.

But this sentence is clearly meant for me, you bastard!

I:"……"

If you are indifferent, you must pretend to be stupid at this time and do not understand what she means, and cannot easily jump into the pit.

"The shrine is about to close down." After one plan failed, another one came up, and the red and white princess played the emotional card.
To be continued...
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