The Elf Empire can actually be called the United Nations of Elf, because it is a huge country composed of the Light Elf Empire and the Dark Elf Empire, and the two elves between the two countries are also very friendly, unlike in the past.
The novels I read about Don Quixote say that light and darkness are opposites. This can be seen from the relationship between the queens of the two countries, Yulia and Vivian.
Obviously, after Yulia said that Vivian was a big bad guy, Don Quixote was still curious to find out about it from Ivan, and then he learned that Vivian was the queen of the dark elves, so the relationship between these two races
It goes without saying what the relationship is.
For example, at this moment, two people are sitting crowded together on a throne, giving people a very intimate feeling, but in fact, Don Quixote can collect discrete brain waves through his own field.
I feel Yulia’s embarrassment because Vivian
This move obviously lost the face of the royal family of the Elf Empire. Don Quixote didn't care much about it. Instead, he liked this dark elf who seemed to have an upright temperament. Of course, this kind of love was not the kind of love between men and women.
, but a kind of appreciation between people.
However, to be honest, the appearance of this dark elf is still in line with Don Quixote's aesthetics. His skin is darker than wheat, his hair is dark and tied into a ponytail, and he has two watery eyes.
, because this dark elf is wearing a top that only covers the chest area and a pair of shorts, almost most of the body is exposed.
That's why Don Quixote can get a glimpse of her figure, such as her faintly visible abdominal muscles, legs that look soft but possess powerful explosive power, and... very flat chest. This is also Don Quixote.
The only thing I feel a little regretful about is this. But this is normal. If
It is said that light elves are natural creatures of the legal system, so dark elves that can perfectly blend in the night are natural assassins. For assassins, breasts are simply a burden. After the survival of the fittest, dark elves with small breasts will be
Completely ruled the entire night elves.
"Your Excellency Don Quixote," Yulia stood up hurriedly when she saw Don Quixote come in. Obviously she didn't want to be embarrassed with this idiot, "Have you seen Pandel?"
"Well," Don Quixote stood in front of Yulia in an orderly manner, as if a junior meeting an elder. Obviously he was not familiar with Vivian. He always behaved like this in front of strangers.
, "I asked her to pack her things, so that she can save some time. I wonder why you asked me to come, aunt?"
"That's it, let me introduce it to you." Yulia turned around with some embarrassment. "This is another queen of the Elf Empire, Queen Vivian of the Night Elf. This time, she has something to ask you.
." Naturally, her embarrassment stems from what she said last year, Vivian is a big bad guy...
"Oh~" Don Quixote nodded, "So you are Queen Vivian."
"Have you heard of me, Your Majesty the Master?" Compared to Yulia, who has a soft voice, Vivian's voice sounds much tougher, or more lively, and the queen's reaction is in the audience.
In Quixote's eyes, he had the feeling that when he called the name of a cute puppy, the puppy ran up to him and waggled its tail.
From these performances, Don Quixote can already deduce that this dark elf queen has a very outgoing personality, which is exactly the opposite of Yulia. It is even said that she has a masculine side in her personality. As for her politeness, it is based on
There is something that requires this man and Don Quixote himself to be the mage of the realm. After all, in the world of Faerûn, the strong are respected. This is an iron law.
"Yes," Don Quixote looked at the Dark Elf Queen standing in front of him, who was about the same height as him. Don Quixote couldn't help but take a few steps back. It wasn't because of the body fragrance she exuded that he was shy. It was just Don Quixote.
Hede has a sense of self-protection and does not like to have too close contact with strangers. "Queen Yulia mentioned you to me before and said that you are her best friend."
"Really?" Vivian, who finally maintained a trace of the majesty of the queen, put her hands behind her back and held out her chest, which had nothing in it. She looked very calm, but the information transmitted from the soul wave contained a trace of
Joy, obviously very happy.
"Yes," Don Quixote bowed slightly and took a few steps back because the Elf Queen took a few steps forward. "I wonder what the Queen wants to see me for?"
"Do you hate me?" Two consecutive retreats made Vivian feel a little awkward, that is, this man seemed to be deliberately staying away from her, so her personality was as extroverted and lively as Don Quixote guessed.
When asked, this question sounded a bit embarrassing.
"Vivian!" Yulia on the side waved to the guards around her, and the elf guards left the tree house as if they understood. Obviously, they were already familiar with the temper of the dark elf queen.
.
"No," Don Quixote smiled slightly, and his domain was spread out silently. Of course, facing a powerful man at the level of a magic god, what Don Quixote chose was to let go of the inherent power in his soul.
After all, not every Eternal Knight King is Rommel, and they are never on guard against Don Quixote.
"Hypocritical human beings," Vivian, with her hands on her hips, was a little angry because she had such a straight temper and was considered an outlier among the dark elves, but inexplicably, she suddenly felt that this man was not that hateful after all.
Maybe her temper frightened him, but for the queen's sake, Vivian still curled her lips at Don Quixote, "Then why did you retreat?"
"It's such a talent that makes people love and hate at the same time." Through his own field, Don Quixote once again felt the fluctuation of Vivian's soul. His disgust just now was directly upgraded to the level of favorability. This sudden change
The changes in time can't help but make Don Quixote himself a little stunned. Apparently after becoming the mage of the field, his passive fluctuation seems to have become more powerful.
Of course, Don Quixote didn't want to add another woman for no reason. Especially such a troublesome woman. So he closed his aura of affinity by clicking here. "In terms of seniority, Queen Yulia is me.
My aunt, then you, who are also sisters, should also be considered my aunts, so naturally I have to respect you."
Although the halo has disappeared, the effect of the halo still exists. This feeling seems like two strangers need time and space to get familiar with each other, but Don Quixote's halo is abrupt.
I have eliminated this step. It goes directly to the relationship of good feelings and acquaintance. If you are a woman with a normal sexual orientation, you may get two more.
Love - get laid!
In fact, all the women around Don Quixote, even Kyle, who was in trouble with him, were tricked into sleeping with him in this way. After all, familiarity between opposite sexes will eventually lead to love, which is a common saying on earth.
, there is no friendship between men and women, it either stops at the beginning or ends in bed.
"You are right," Vivian reached out and pinched Don Quixote's face. It was really like an aunt playing with her nephew, but it could still be seen from the expression on her face.
She is no longer angry.
"I wonder what my aunt has to do with me?" Don Quixote didn't mind that he was being ravaged, because he was already accustomed to this kind of life, and for one thing, he had many friends and many paths.
He would not miss this opportunity to make friends with the Dark Elf Queen.
"Huh, that's a very friendly call." After sitting back on the throne that belonged to Yulia, Vivian took out a map and said, "Come here."
"Yes, Auntie," Don Quixote, who looked at each other and Yulia, both made helpless expressions, walked slowly to Vivian, "Is this a map of the Elf Empire?"
"Well," when it came to business, Vivian also put away her naughtiness and became serious, "I know that you are the leader of the United Nations of Char and the current Germanic Third Republic, so I hope you can
This is outside the Forest of Dark Elves," Vivian said, pointing to the circled place on the map, "Building a city is just a one-way trade with us Dark Elves."
"Isn't there the city of Samaras?" Don Quixote looked at Vivian with some suspicion, and said it in a less elegant way. He was a little puzzled by her behavior that was similar to taking off her pants and farting, "The supplies there should be
It’s so rich.”
"Have you seen light elves on the mainland? Have you seen dark elves? My dear nephew?"
Faced with Vivian's joking rhetorical question, Don Quixote shook his head after thinking for a moment. Indeed, it has been more than ten years since he came to the world of Faerun, and he has never seen a dark elf, even if
They were half-dark elves of mixed blood. Of course, there must be some on the mainland, but he had never seen them because they were too few.
"That's it, dark elves with personalities like your aunt and me," Vivian, who is familiar with her, said in a tone of relying on her elders, "I'm afraid I can count them on a few hands in the entire forest of dark elves. Most of them,
It can even be said that almost all dark elves don’t like to deal with creatures other than light elves, and they will never leave here in their lifetime, so for a lively place like Samaras, I
The people are very resistant, but as the number of dark elves increases, although the space is enough, food and other things are not so enough. Trading with the outside world is a necessary trend, but the old Jean You
Leia's people helped us transport supplies, and to be honest, I felt a little bit embarrassed about it, so I wanted to establish such a node in the Dark Elf Forest to avoid a lot of trouble."
"There's no problem with that," Don Quixote agreed happily. Whether it was because of making friends with this cheap aunt, or because of this enviable position similar to the regional general agent on earth, Don Quixote didn't have it.
Reason for refusal, "But, aunt, why did you choose me?"
"My dear nephew, you are the king behind two countries. After marrying Pandeli, there will be three. You are also the son-in-law of the Elf Empire. At the same time, you have also been praised by Yulia. Why do you think I have to go again?
Looking for someone else?"
"Don't worry, my aunt," Don Quixote grabbed Vivian's hand and kissed the back of her hand gently, "leave all this to your nephew."
"So, my dear nephew, what do you want? Although the trade itself will make you a profit, after all, it is you who helped the dark elves. We dark elves don't like to owe others favors."
"Request?" Don Quixote let go of Vivian's hand, scratched his head, and his eyes fell on Vivian again, "I heard that dark elves are born assassins, or in other words, they are lurking
Who?"
"Of course," Vivian turned sideways, crossed her legs, and her softly curved but explosive calves appeared in front of Don Quixote, "With the same strength, our dark elves' hiding ability is absolutely inferior.
It will be the strongest of any race, not chosen by God."
“Is this a talent or a form of training?”
"Inherited from the bloodline, no one else can learn it except the dark elves. Why, are you curious about this?"
"Well," Don Quixote nodded, "I think my aunt must have got some information about me from Aunt Yulia. I want to establish a Germanic Third Republic, but in fact you also know that in human
In this world, such a beautiful thing cannot exist. If those officials who have gained power have no one to supervise them, the so-called republic will be nothing more than a bubble."
"So you want to monitor everyone in power?"
"Absolutely, but, actually, I want to establish an intelligence organization to monitor what is happening in each area by area. This is more practical."
"That's it... Although the dark elves' stealth talents cannot be learned by non-dark elves, I can send a night assassin at the level of a great knight in the human world and let them teach your students the abilities of assassins. As for
In terms of concealment, I think you, a genius mage, can use a magic circle instead."
"That's fine," Don Quixote rolled his eyes, and Singed's cloning experiment flashed through his mind. Obviously, as long as a group of pure-blood dark elves are cloned and cultivated from an early age, the bloodline problem can be solved.
But he couldn't tell Vivian at the moment. First of all, he didn't know whether cloning the clone would violate the taboos of the dark elves, and then there was a relationship between two people.
Their relationship has not yet reached the level where they can share this secret. It is easy for him to choke to death if he eats a fat man in one bite, so Don Quixote's plan is to get closer and care more about Vivian when the trading city is established in the future.
, thinking about this matter again, he nodded when he thought of this, "If I am ready, I will inform your aunt. "
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Farewell means crying. Arthur Pandelei, who didn’t want Yulia to cry and didn’t want to cry herself, didn’t say goodbye to Yulia after all. Instead, she got directly into the Don Quixote airship and followed this man away from her.
's second home.
On the airship, Don Quixote was holding a token from an Elf Queen given to him by Vivian. The name sounded loud, but in fact, when Don Quixote asked for a token as his subordinate
When she came here to build the city's foundation, the jumper queen actually took off her shoes and gave them to Don Quixote. The scene at that time was so embarrassing that he even wondered if Vivian knew about it.
I am a foot control or something...
In the end, Yulia's explanation made him somewhat relieved, because dark elves are born assassins, so a good pair of shoes is life to them. Naturally, being able to give away their beloved shoes is enough to prove it.
Half of Vivian's trust in Don Quixote comes from Yulia, and the other half comes from Don Quixote's passive talent.
"I can feel that there are at least three legendary level secrets superimposed in this shoe," Don Quixote sighed for a long time. "One blow will kill you, and you can escape thousands of miles away. If the race participates in the world of Faerûn,
I don’t know how many people will die from their daggers.”
"You are a dead foot control," Arthur Pandel, who was far away from Don Quixote, pinched his nose, "I finally know why you always scratched the soles of my feet before. Let me tell you, even if you wash your hands, a
Don’t even think about touching me for a month!”
"..."(To be continued...)
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