Why does the princess wear a skirt [Western Fantasy]

"Is that so?" Cook smiled, his eyes getting darker and darker, and then he said slowly: "Then... just return the flowers I sent a few days ago. Flowers that never fade can witness eternal love." Love, if you're not the one I'm looking for, it doesn't mean anything to me to have flowers by your side."

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Leslie almost couldn't help slapping the gem flower in the orc's face!

It's really shameless, it's obviously his flowers, and now they're all returned to their original owners, yet they can still say such a thing!Of course, even if it doesn't belong to him, if you send it away, you still have the face to ask back?

This guy is much more annoying than he imagined!

Thinking of this, the angry fake elf uttered a few monotonous syllables forcefully with a cold face: "Not yet."

Why do you have to return something you took with your ability!

What's more, this was his flower in the first place!Although I have witnessed his sad past, as long as it is worth money, I will never allow myself to abandon this little flower!

Hearing this, the orc raised the corners of his lips, and with a little teasing in his eyes, he walked slowly towards the elf and said, "In this case, you agree to be my lover? Let the eternal flower Come to witness our beautiful love?"

"Dream!" Leslie replied indifferently.

If it weren't for taking a few steps back, maybe it would be a little bit better than the opponent in terms of momentum.

"If you don't want to agree, please return the eternal flower to me. It was left by a very important friend to me. Coincidentally, he is also called Leslie."

Cook still smiled faintly, and continued to walk towards his boy who did not want to admit his identity.

Looking at Leslie who followed him back and forth, the smile in his eyes could not be suppressed. It was the joy of reunion, and also the joy and excitement of finding the love that had been lost in memory.

Feeling that he would not be able to walk in front of the other party if he continued like this, he stopped and shot his eyes like sharp arrows at the eyes of the elf not far away from him that had not changed over the years, and continued to say: "Are you really Don't you know me?"

"No, I don't want to, I don't know."

Leslie said three 'no's very firmly and quickly.

As long as he doesn't nod his head and deny it, I believe the orcs in front of him can't do anything about him!

But this seems to be too crazy, and it always feels unsafe. If the opponent goes crazy, he will definitely not be able to beat the opponent without the undead and skeletons!

So, feeling threatened, Leslie quickly turned around and ran to the brave man, and hid behind the brave man and the princess very cleverly, so as to block the orc's eyes that were sticking to him like a flame.

I have to say, standing behind the brave man, I really feel much safer psychologically!After all, this is a legendary figure who can block dragons with one hand and defeat the entire dragon clan with one sword!He is just a little fake elf, a little necromancer. In this critical moment, such a reliable brave teammate is very much needed to save him!

Leslie who hid was indeed relaxed, but his teammates were not very happy.

They were looking forward to some stories from Leslie to open their eyes!Why did you hide at the most critical and important time?Didn't you have a very hard temper at the beginning?It became too fast, so fast that they had no defense at all...

This is not at all in line with the spirit of the brave team to overcome difficulties!

Tsk, disappointed!

Cook, who saw Leslie's movements, squinted his eyes and smiled. Just as he was about to say something, his hands were hung by a familiar weight.

Then came the chirping voices of the younger siblings who pretended to be well-behaved but still kept chattering.

"Brother, who are they?"

"Is it the team of the brave? I heard that they came to the clan as guests?"

"I think I saw Eddie."

"He looks like Eddie, am I wrong?"

While talking, the two little orcs opened their round eyes and looked at the brave team curiously.

The acting skills can be said to be very good, even better than Princess Irene.

"I'm Eddie, your eyes are getting worse and worse, you can't even recognize me!"

Seeing the familiar figure, Eddie quickly ran to Cook and greeted his friends whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"It's really Eddie!"

"Why is your hair a different color? We almost didn't recognize it."

"Why are you here alone? Who are they?"

The little orc cubs who had let go of their brother's arms still had innocent smiles on their faces, and they all gathered in front of Eddie, waiting for Eddie to jump down with every word and every trap.

Sure enough, Eddie puffed up his chest when he heard this, and said in a very majestic manner: "They are brave, and so am I! I joined the team of brave, let me introduce you..."

The two little orcs successfully achieved their goal, with stars shining in their eyes. Following Eddie, they quickly rushed to the front of the brave man and the princess. They started their pursuit of beautiful things in a cute and cute way. happiness.

Ah, such a good-looking human being, if I look at it a few times a day, I feel that there is endless energy in my body!

Of course, the little orc who longed for beauty did not miss the other members of the brave team. Whether it is the beautiful fake elf Leslie or the muscular real elf Garcia, they can say as much as they can, beautiful things There are too few, and they don't pick, not at all.

A few lively kids chatted non-stop with each other, and the atmosphere became lively and harmonious in an instant.

Until everyone moved to the stone hall for dining, it was still lively, even though most of the excitement belonged to Eddie and the two little orcs.

In order not to endure the torture of the orcs, Leslie tried his best to get in between his teammates and sit down.

Even if the seat was crowded by more than a little bit, he was satisfied to be surrounded by the hero and the princess surrounded by love.

I was finally able to have a quiet meal, no more annoying voices from orcs, and no more annoying knocking on the door. It was really gratifying to have tears in my eyes.

Happily, he was forking a piece of meat and putting it into his mouth, when the familiar voice sounded in the distance, scaring him into thinking that Cook had come over again.

"Congratulations on passing the real test of the gods. I wonder if you have the honor to take a look at the rewards for passing the test."

With a smile on his face, Cook performed the millennium courtesy, waiting to explain to the brave team how to use those rewards.

However, the brave team looked at each other for a long time without giving him an answer.

"We didn't get a reward." Bishop told the truth indifferently, he was not interested in rewards or anything.

The other members of the brave team had weird expressions on their faces.

It can't be said that because they are too good, they don't have the so-called rewards, right?

Is it wrong to be strong?

Well, it's not that they are strong, but Bishop's credit.

Cook was slightly stunned when he heard this, not quite understanding what kind of development this was.

He didn't continue to struggle for too long, then changed the subject, and politely asked about what he had seen and heard about the brave team on the way. Both behavior and demeanor had the aura of a patriarch, and he couldn't see the appearance of walking close to the elves these days.

The meal was almost used up, and the chat was over, and the brave team proposed to continue the journey.

As the patriarch, Cook politely persuaded him to stay, and said a few decent farewell words very formally. Although his eyes were still on the elf from time to time, he didn't say anything or do anything.

Such a "peace of mind" patriarch disappointed many orcs who planned to watch a good show, and also disappointed the unspeakable expectations of the brave team.

Nothing happened until the orcs bid farewell to the brave team.

It's as calm as the calm before the storm.

Leslie, who left the orc clan, was extremely upset. He couldn't explain why, but he felt his chest was very uncomfortable.

It's all the blame on that damned Cook, if he hadn't met him, there wouldn't be so many troubles!

This restless mood lasted until the evening.

When the brave team began to look for a stable place to release their 'little house', a familiar orc stood in front of their monster.

When Leslie saw this annoying guy, the anger in his heart suddenly rushed to his head, and he opened his mouth in a hurry: "What are you doing here?"

"Pursue the love I've missed for hundreds of years."

The tall orc smiled and looked at the elf riding against the light against the monster.

His boy's temper is getting worse and worse.

Eileen, who took out the fruit early, gnawed the fruit with relish, and watched the play with relish. She didn't forget to stuff a sweet fruit into her lover's mouth, and enjoyed eating the fruit and listening to the story together.

He said that these two must have some secrets that cannot be revealed!Leaving aside the fierce pursuit of the orc patriarch at the beginning, even Leslie's expression today, as if he was out of love in a cold war, can make him come up with several scripts in his mind!Especially when Leslie dislikes the poor and loves the rich and abandons the down-and-out orcs for many years, he finds out that the other party is actually the patriarch of a certain clan, with a suitable personality and a reasonable plot!As for the facts, I believe it will not take long to know everything.

Tsk, I missed hundreds of years of love!

It just sounds beautiful, of course, his love with Bishop is much more beautiful!

The fake princess and the fake brave, the prince and the devil, no matter what you say, you have to be emotional!