"Marry a few more." Don Quixote fiddled with the small guitar hanging on his chest a few times, and asked with a smile, "I'm very curious, why, whether it's Lord Merlin or the Queen, you,
Do you want me to get engaged to the little princess?"
"It's very simple," Arthur Pandli tweaked his hair, "First of all, you are very strong and backed by the ruins of gods. Your future achievements will never be as low as possible, which is in line with the interests of the royal family, and
More importantly, Liya has fallen in love with you. I believe you also know that if the princess of the royal family cannot control real power, her ultimate destiny will only be a bargaining chip for marriage. I am her own sister, but I am even more British.
King, I need to find a balance between these two, so you, the one she likes and who is in the interests of the royal family, will meet my requirements."
"Ha~" Don Quixote chuckled a few times, "Mr. Queen, I understand your difficulties very much, but I don't think I can agree to you."
"Why?" Arthur Pandli seemed a little confused. "Our British national strength is at the forefront of the mainland, and I believe it is definitely worthy of your identity."
"It doesn't have nothing to do with that," Don Quixote waved his hand. "I don't like a troublesome life. If I become a prince, I will naturally have to pay the corresponding price. I still prefer a plain life."
"Plain?" King Arthur smiled suddenly, and his two white and slender hands crossed and placed them on his legs. "From the day you became the ring mage, it was destined that the plainness you expected was difficult to achieve.
.”
Don Quixote shrugged, that doesn't matter, "I will try my best to avoid trouble. As long as it doesn't involve me, I'm too lazy to care about it. In short, it's just low-key, low-key, and low-key, maybe one day.
"As he said that, Don Quixote shook his little guitar on his chest, "I will give up my study of magic, and maybe I can really become a bard."
"Is that?" Arthur Pandeli was a little surprised. Her feeling told her that the man in front of her was sincere. This made her shake her head slightly. Although this man has an enviable talent, he has
, unparalleled luck, but he lacks the heart of a strong man. In her opinion, maybe he can become a mid-level ring mage in this life.
However, Arthur Pandri looked at Don Quixote, who lowered his head and fiddled with "Ukulele". This man was really as Merlin said, and he would give people a sense of safety.
The feeling of easy-goingness is like a friend who has been familiar with for a long time. It makes people involuntarily feel good about him. Listening to the music he plays, Arthur Pandeli actually had a surname for a moment.
"Hiss~" The powerful soul of the Knight King made Arthur Pandeli suddenly wake up, because the half-elf's natural sensitivity to fluctuations made her realize that the man's soul was not emitting a sensation around all the time.
The stock is faint, almost undetectable fluctuations, and the range is very small. Basically, it is one or two meters away from the fluctuations emitted by the soul itself. This fluctuation is very regular, as if it is a good structure of spiritual energy.
Like spells.
Once this fluctuation comes into contact with your soul, it will inexplicably raise a hint of affection for this man. This affection is so natural, just like the person in front of you is an old friend who has not seen for many years.
It is not the particularity of one's own soul, but also the bloodline of a half-elves. It is impossible to find such very regular fluctuations.
"Psychic Spell?" Thinking of this, Arthur Pandeli narrowed his eyes slightly. "Is it targeting himself? No," Arthur Pandeli soon overturned the idea. The reason was very simple. He had a ring.
The mage, as long as his head is not sick, he will not use psychic spells on the Knight King, suppress the level of the soul level, and the Knight King's own high magic resistance will not make his spells have any effect, but according to the man's intelligence
He would never do such a thing that could arouse his hostility and be of no use, "Then, that is, this is a kind of ability he was born with, just like some people, born with
Just as good at winning people's favor."
"No wonder," Arthur Pandli suddenly thought, "With Liya's arrogant personality, she is so concerned about this man. Maybe this is the reason."
"Queen? King Arthur?" Don Quixote looked at Arthur Pandri with his eyes staring at him blankly, so he reached out and shook his hand in front of her, "What's wrong with you?"
"No, the music you played is very nice, and you become fascinated by listening."
"Haha, thank you for your praise."
Looking at Don Quixote who lowered his head to play "Ukulele", Arthur Pandli couldn't help but feel a little confused. This man is really a strange person, just like two different people, one
He was very calm and rational. The man she was familiar with whom she was fighting wits and courage, and the other one was the one in front of him. You can't tell that he was a ring mage who could dominate the continent, and seemed like an ordinary civilian.
, an ordinary bard, but such a man seems to be very charming.
"Hiss~" Arthur Pandeli frowned again, "This damn ability, even if he is the Knight King, he almost got hit twice. As a mage of the ring, does he not know at all about this annoying ability
Wait, this is it?" Arthur Pandri, who had recovered from calmness again, found that the surroundings were surrounded by people again, and they all looked at Don Quixote with anticipation, and some of these people were very
It looks familiar, and it is the person who came to listen to Don Quixote's storytelling in the morning.
"Cough~ Cough," Don Quixote did not expect that he just played another song he liked very much, but why did he attract so many people? But when people came, as a bard, he didn't tell stories.
It will be despised, so Don Quixote pretended to clear his throat and pretended to be ready to start telling stories, but his brain was already running wildly, "What are you talking about? Journey to the West? No, this involves
It’s impossible to tell the things that are gods, and they are too long. Romance of the Three Kingdoms? It’s nonsense. Dream of the Red Chamber? I haven’t seen it before.”
After wandering around, Don Quixote suddenly thought of a story, which is a story that even the Frost Lich likes to hear.
The so-called rescue is like putting out a fire. Before the blink of an eye, the small guitar in Don Quixote's hand immediately changed to a song style. If there were people on earth present, they would definitely be able to hear it. This is the "Singer Leslie Cheung, a famous singer in China,"
"A Chinese Ghost Story" naturally still doesn't understand Cantonese. There are still only tunes and no lyrics, but combined with Don Quixote's intentional use of spells to adjust the vocal cords into a slightly low and hoarse voice, the story is indeed more attractive
"At this most critical moment, Master Feiniao and Hongxia used the forbidden spell that had been constructed for a long time and directly hit the roots of the ancient tree that had already possessed wisdom, cutting off its connection with the ground,
Losing the endless power provided by the earth, finally the birds and master Hongxia. A fire lacked this ancient tree that had harmed countless people. That ancient tree, the wailings made before death were really miserable.
, However, this did not make the Asuka Master sympathize with him. The reason is very simple. After stealing the power of God, this ancient tree not only did not be grateful to the true God, but instead used the power given by God to slaughter humans, so it also
I deserve the end of today!”
"Brother, what happened to me? How about that ghost named Siio Qian?" Before Don Quixote could continue, the people around were a little anxious.
"Later," Don Quixote slowly played the music and said lightly, "After the ancient tree died, the ghosts controlled by it were free, and the merchant didn't mind at all.
Xi'io Qian's identity chose to be with her and lived happily ever after."
"Okay, everyone. The story is over, and I will only talk about this today." As he said that, Don Quixote picked up his hat and walked around everyone, putting his hat full of hats.
money.
"Huh? She looks like a queen," Don Quixote was counting money happily. Suddenly, a question came from the crowd. It was obvious that someone had met King Arthur. This was not surprising. In fact, as the queen,
During some important festivals or major events, they often come out to speak.
But Arthur Pandli frowned slightly. Obviously she didn't want her identity to be exposed. Otherwise, the queen would sit with a bard. If this was spread, she would probably become a nobleman from another country.
A joke.
"Ha~" Don Quixote reacted quickly. Arthur Pandri frowned, and Don Quixote waved his hand to the person who was a little confused, "This is the wife who is under the cusp, ah, wife."
As he said that, he gently patted Arthur Pandeli on the shoulder. Arthur Pandeli also lowered his head with a "blushed face" and stopped everyone from looking at his face.
"To be honest," said Don Quixote, as if he was used to it, he pulled Arthur Pandri's hand and placed it considerately on his own. "When I first met her, I almost thought so.
I was so scared that I knelt down. Oh my god, I just wonder if my friend is so generous? He actually introduced the Queen, and then looked carefully and found that he had just read it wrong. Because they were all half-elves, they might look a little
Like, so," Don Quixote said with some regret, "Just because of that meeting, my status at home has always been lower than hers, because every time I quarrel, I can't help but think of that
When we met, our legs became weak.”
"Haha!" Don Quixote's explanation made everyone present laugh. Don Quixote shifted everyone's attention from King Arthur's appearance to the division of family status through a few simple words.
At this time, who would still have the heart to care about what this woman looks like? Besides, the bard said that half-elves do have many similarities.
"Then everyone, let's take a step first. I've been talking here for a day and I'm going to go back for supper." As he said that, Don Quixote put the heavy hat full of coins on Arthur Pandli.
In his arms, he then took her hand and rushed out of the crowd. After a few breaths, he disappeared into the crowd.
"Tsk tsk," I don't know who was left there and laughed a few times, "This guy is such a blessing..."
"Haha~ I'm so lucky." The men around him continued. Everyone was adults and knew what this meant. Of course, the person under him looked like the Queen when he was in bed. So how good is this man?
A sense of accomplishment...
ps: Andromeda, Pegasus, White Bird, Draco, Kneeling vote t.t