Diablo Destruction

"Why are you so arrogant? You are just a simple idiot Wu."

Beya in the back was muttering, and she felt even more unhappy when she saw that the other party was still shameless, and (at least she thought so) waved to those nymphomaniac Rogge archers in a serious manner.

Those girls were pretty and cute, so why did they fall in love with such an ordinary fool? Could it be said that all women in the alliance have no vision? They knew clearly that he was Artoria's sister's husband, but they still dared to interfere. Hehe, they are really a group of guys who don't know the boundaries of heaven and earth.

Beya didn't know what she was thinking at all. Subtle contradictions had appeared before and after. Anger was burning in her heart. For those shameless female Rogge who were shouting loudly below, if she wasn't so proud of her current identity and the roles she played, The important character, this hot-tempered elf beauty, must definitely jump off and have a serious discussion with those shameless women.

"Beya, don't forget your current mission."

Arturia, the perfect king, gently nodded to the cheering crowd below, bringing the elegance and nobility of the elves, as well as the majesty that makes people unable to look directly, to everyone in the audience. Wherever those clear and tranquil green eyes passed by, the audience in the audience just felt like a spring breeze, feeling a sense of honor and pride from the bottom of their hearts, and they cheered even harder.

As soon as she turned her head, she reminded Beiya softly behind her in a calm tone. Although her eyes never looked back from the beginning to the end, what kind of person was Arturia? She wanted to sense Beiya behind her. Ya's mood swings were too simple for her.

"Yes...yes, Sister Artoria."

Unexpectedly, the queen noticed that I had just become angry. Feeling that Arturia was incompetent and admiring her, Beja also hurriedly responded in a low voice, secretly took a deep breath, and readjusted the slight deviation. Elegant posture and steps show your flawless side.

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Yeah, people should not be judged by their appearance. Unexpectedly, these guys who usually act stupid in the bar did come up with a good idea.

As I waved, I slowly thought to myself.

In terms of numbers, although it is the second largest force after the elves, but even so, the number of people in the alliance is far less than one-tenth of those long-eared elves. However, these guys have a good idea. The focus is to concentrate your energy and put a group of people at a certain distance, one after another.

Although these sounds in the cheers of the elves are like a small boat bumping in a storm, which may be overturned and drowned at any time, our druid's ears are not covered and can always separate these sounds from the chaos. The voices of the enthusiastic guys were found, and the expected feeling of neglect and isolation did not appear as expected along the way.

Human beings are indeed creatures that cannot survive alone.

Just when I was secretly satisfied with the current situation, even relaxed, and put aside the parting glance of the super fine prince, the huge trunk of the Crystal Tree gradually enlarged, and after walking down nearly five kilometers, now We are almost reaching the end, and everything seems to be going too smoothly.

Yes, it was so smooth, so smooth that it was extremely unnatural. Just think about it and you will know that both I and Artoria have the kind of physical attributes that can attract troubles of all sizes. Now the two of us stand together. , the intensity of exerting this kind of physical attribute is probably not as simple as one plus one. How can it be smooth sailing?

Therefore, according to the attribute bonus configuration of the two of us, at the moment when the end was approaching, a commotion suddenly broke out below the stage.

"Drizzt, you..."

The angry voices of several elven soldiers sounded, followed by riotous screams. At the same time, I focused my eyes on the source of the commotion. I glanced at Artoria gently with my peripheral vision. Sure enough, those eyes seemed to be full of majestic tranquility. There was no look of surprise in her eyes. From the previous conversation, I concluded that this was not her confidence that she had mastered everything, but a habit of attracting troublesome physiques to herself.

If there is no trouble, that would be weird.

Comrade! !

For a moment, I felt a strong resonance in my heart.

The commotion of the crowd gradually approached, and the last black shadow jumped up high. Under everyone's surprised eyes, he stood in the wedding aisle, in front of Arturia and I, holding a rapier and wearing silver armor. I opened this road, I planted this tree.

Of course, if the mountain kings who robbed him were as handsome as the super-elegant prince in front of him, I think there would definitely be noble ladies who would prepare expensive dowries and frequently travel to places where bandits roam, waiting for their prince to come.

Okay, after all the joking, let's face reality. To be honest, the current situation is not very good. Don't forget where we are, don't forget how many people are watching around us, and don't forget what we are doing now.

At this sacred and solemn moment, if there is no good explanation for the presumptuous behavior of this super-elegant prince, it will definitely have a negative impact on the elves in full view of the public than the old drunkard and Mu Dwarf Donggua did a few days ago. The impact of that farce would be ten and a hundred times greater. After all, it could still be used at that time. In a strong group, there will always be a few people with eccentric personalities, who have a strong sense of deja vu as set in the migrant worker anime. Lies get past it.

To describe it simply, let’s use two metaphors. One is like playing a love action movie on a whim one day in public with the sound turned up to the maximum, and then the relevant equipment and hard drives were confiscated by the urban management on charges of affecting the appearance of the city. The other is like playing a love action movie in public. When the head of state was patrolling, amidst the cheers of tens of thousands of people, a piece of cow dung was smashed on his head with a sparse and sexy 28-part hairdo. You can think of any serious ones with your toes.

Well, as the prince of the elves, I should be a little worried about the elves and my wife.

After taking a look at the super-elegant prince standing proudly in front of us, I set my sights on Artoria.

"Drizzt."

The moment I looked at her, Artoria seemed to have closed her eyes gently for a moment. Then she opened them again, with a fearful look in her green eyes, and she let out a faint cry. The name of Prince Jing.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The moment Arturia opened her eyes and cast her unemotional gaze over her, Drizzt's hands couldn't help but tremble slightly. He clenched his fist hard, put one hand behind his back, and placed the other hand gently on his chest. He bowed respectfully to his Wang Yaya and showed a shining smile that could blind other men's eyes.

Normally, his elegant and noble demeanor and smile would have elicited loud cheers from many elven women, but at this moment, the square filled with hundreds of thousands of people was completely quiet, and you could hear a needle drop. Ordinary people know how disrespectful and disrespectful what Drizzt is doing now.

"You seem to already know what you are doing now."

Arturia's tone was as calm as water, but in her eyes as quiet as moonlight, there was a chill of late autumn. She closed her eyes gently and pursed her mouth slightly. This sudden chill , causing her original majesty to expand thousands of times in an instant. This momentum alone made the surrounding air impetuous and fearful, constantly spinning around Artoria, as if hoping to soothe her. The anger welling up in her eyes.

Good risk, good risk.

Standing next to Arturia, I breathed a subtle sigh of relief as I watched her graceful figure with the skirt of her white wedding dress flying under the whirlwind formed by her strong momentum.

Although the skirt of the wedding dress is short, the height of the platform is only one meter, and there should be a structure similar to safety pants under the skirt of the wedding dress. Therefore, the guys standing in the audience are expecting some bastards who will kill them. Go home and cry under the quilt immediately.

Well, by the way, now is not the time to complain about this.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I know exactly what I am doing."

Drizzt, who had endured most of the pressure from Artoria's majestic gaze and aura, gritted his teeth, but forced a smile without giving in, and bowed elegantly again.

"Very well, Drizzt. Let me ask you, can you afford the responsibility for this?"

I don't know when, a two-handed sword with a golden engraved scabbard suddenly appeared in Artoria's hand. She held it with one hand and pointed it diagonally at Drizzt. She still asked in her calm tone.

"Wait, Your Highness the Queen!!"

At this moment, dozens of voices sounded at the same time, and among countless pairs of surprised eyes, figures jumped up one after another, standing next to Drizzt, nervously accepting Artoria's cold gaze. .

"So that's it."

Gently putting down the sword, Artoria closed her eyes and sighed.

"Doesn't the law punish everyone? This was my negligence and fault. I failed to prevent it in advance."

"No, this is not Her Majesty's fault."

As a loyal fan of the Queen, Drizzt naturally said loudly, and then his sharp eyes fell on me. He was not the only one, but the other hundreds of elves who jumped up also looked over, with a look of bitterness and hatred. The look seemed to say, look, you have troubled Her Majesty the Queen again.

Hey——, could it be said that... this could be my fault? ! !

The corners of my mouth twitched slightly, but at this moment, instead of being filled with the anger of being wronged, it was better to say that I felt a sudden weakness that spread all over my body, and I no longer even had the strength to complain.

"Your distinguished guest from afar, Your Excellency Fan from the Adventurer Alliance, please allow me, Drizzt, the leader of the young elf guards, to extend my highest greetings to you."

Super fine prince, this guy pretended to salute me. Bah, bah, bah, it’s not the first time I’ve met you. You weren’t so polite last time? What a hypocritical child.

And what does this statement mean? Although at first glance they are very polite words, from the word "guest" that the other party bites tightly in his mouth, the private meaning is clearly that he wants to marry our Queen, dreaming, come and go. Bar.

Secretly scorning the super fine prince, I had to show a false smile and nodded slightly in greeting to the other party. The alliance must not lose face, otherwise I would immediately rush up and peel off this girl's new pair of silk gloves.

"Your Excellency, this is probably not the first time we have met."

Drizzt asked with a self-satisfied smile that showed he was completely in control.

"Is that so? Sorry, I really don't have much memory."

I responded with a smile that made this super fine prince feel good about himself, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

Although my IQ is at the level of a mortal, this mouth is the result of long-term battles with the Tucao Saint. How can a little guy like you be able to compare with it.

"I would like to ask a question. Your Excellency Fan should have accepted the pair of gloves from last time."

The super-smart prince was also quite clever. When he saw that he was not good at talking, he immediately went straight to the topic and asked.

What? Is this guy here to get those gloves back? From me, Rogge’s third knocker? ! !

For a moment, the look I looked at the super fine prince became sinister, "Huh, is that so?" Do you want to challenge my prestige as the third door knocker? You are quite courageous.

However, Beja and Tia saw clearly the scene of picking up the gloves last time, so no matter how thick-skinned I am, I can't say the word "no" and can only follow the opposite direction. eyes, and nodded with difficulty.

However, don't think that you can get the gloves back smoothly. The real battle has just begun. Looking at the happy-looking super-skilled prince, I sneered secretly.

"That's good, that means Sir Fan has agreed to a duel with me!!"

Huh?

The unexpected stretch made me dumbfounded.

"Idiot Wu, accepting the opponent's gloves is equivalent to agreeing to the fight provoked by the opponent. You must not know the rules of our elves."

Bea's reminder came from behind me, I turned around and nodded stiffly towards her.

"You, you...I thought you knew."

Beja's helpless screams sounded.

It turns out that this is the case, what a cunning guy, he actually took advantage of my blind spot of not knowing the rules of the elves to create this battle.

Looking back, I smiled at the super fine prince, my heart filled with depressed anger.

"Then please allow me to make an unreasonable request. Your Excellency, please allow me to verify here that as the future prince of the elves, you have the strength and determination to protect Her Royal Highness the Queen."

After finishing speaking, Drizzt raised the sword in his hand majestically.

And his seemingly upright and awe-inspiring tone of standing up for Her Majesty the Queen and being willing to be punished immediately won over many elves, especially those who shouted "Druid Wu Fan, go to hell". With the support of male elves, the scene once became chaotic.

"Also please allow me, Arekos, to make such an unreasonable request to you."

"Please allow me, xxxxx, to ask you..."

Driven by this commotion, the hundreds of elves behind Drizzt seemed to have gained great courage. They finally broke away from Artoria's awe and stepped forward one by one, loudly demanding a duel. .

Me, I still fight in groups! !