Why does the princess wear a skirt [Western Fantasy]

"leave here!"

"You are not welcome here!"

"Leave now!"

The menacing villagers held various objects that could be used as weapons in their hands, and one even rushed out holding a pan.

They drove these foreigners away loudly, and waved the 'weapons' in their hands from time to time, looking very annoying.

The brave team with powerful force couldn't compete with these villagers, so they were driven out step by step.

In order to prevent outsiders from intruding into the village at night, the middle-aged villagers even began to threaten them harshly.

In the darkness, the snow covered the knees of every member of the brave team, and the shoulders were gradually wet by the cold wind and snow. They were very miserable and pitiful as they were threatened by more than a dozen villagers pointing at 'weapons'.

And the poor brave team is facing the situation of being driven further away by the villagers.

Just as they were being forced back step by step by the fierce villagers, a familiar figure suddenly burst out from behind them.

The short animal-skin boy stopped in front of the villagers, gesticulating with his hands.

His mouth opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, and his face was flushed with anxiety.

One of the tall and strong villagers saw the appearance of the animal skin boy, and passed the oil lamp on his hand to the front. After seeing the boy's face clearly, his complexion eased a lot, and the fierceness on his face changed into a slightly gentle expression, and said: " It’s you, what’s the matter? Speak slowly, we’re listening.”

Hearing this, the skin boy's face softened a little, his hands were still gesticulating, and he felt that he was not expressing clearly, so he took out the potion in his arms, pointed at the brave team behind him and opened his mouth, holding back for a long time, still Still those few simple words: "Change, medicine."

Worried that the villagers would still stop him, the young man thought for a while, put a bottle of medicine in his hand into the hands of the villagers who were talking to him, and continued: "Change."

The tall villager should also be able to talk in the village. He first pushed the potion that the boy stuffed into his hand back into the skin boy's arms, and then put the oil lamp forward with a frown. Check out these strangers.

I found that these people looked very good, except that the animal skins on their bodies were rough, but they were still neat, and they had women and children.

After thinking about it, he said to these people, "Do you want to stay for one night?"

"Yes, we're staying overnight."

Bishop patted the snow off Irene's shoulders, then looked at the villager who was speaking, and replied politely.

It was already so dark that it was not practical to find other places to rest.

As for the 'house' given by the dwarf king, it might be difficult to operate in such a snowy night.Who knows whether the door of the house faces up or down.It's better to borrow it for one night first, and then try it slowly when you have time during the day.

"It's okay to stay for one night, but you have to leave here tomorrow, and you have to give us two bottles of medicine that can quickly heal wounds in exchange." When saying this, the expression of the villagers changed back to a fierce look, and they paused for a moment , Then said: "Of course, if you don't want to, then leave here immediately!"

Bishop nodded and replied, "No problem."

After finishing speaking, he signaled Eddie to make the potion quickly.

Eddie, who had the opportunity to prepare the potion twice in one day, was very happy, and forgot that the villagers had expelled them before.

As a strong-armed dragon, he was not afraid of such a small amount of wind and snow, so he threw the animal skin on the ground, touched the bottle at his waist, and fiddled with it.Then he quickly walked up to the villagers, handed over the three bottles of medicine in his hand, and said with a smile: "I made one more bottle, so that the wound can be treated more thoroughly. The blue one is used first, and then the green one. If the wound Split it again, and finally use the purple one, mix it with a drop or two into half a bowl of water..."

Eddie, who was nagging non-stop, was very proud of a pharmacist. He opened his mouth and couldn't stop. He just wanted to explain more carefully and comprehensively.

The villagers were still skeptical about the potion that the young boy tossed out, but after hearing these words, they gave up their thoughts. The expressions on everyone's faces became more and more gentle, and one villager even threw the beast that was thrown on the snow. He picked up the skin, patted it clean, and put the animal skin on the little pharmacist again.

And the villager who just stood up to speak sniffed the potion in his hand, and after making sure that the smell was similar to the one he had used before, he put the potion away for the villagers next to him. He said, "Then come in with us."

After finishing speaking, he didn't rush to the village. He first told the animal-skin boy to be careful on the road, and then watched the animal-skin boy leave before taking the strangers back to the village.

It didn't take long for the brave team, surrounded by a dozen tall and middle-aged male villagers, to be sent to a remote house in the village.

These villagers didn't have many bad intentions, they were just wary of these few foreigners.

But since people have been allowed to come in and live there, there is no reason to make people hungry. Some hot water and food should be delivered, after all, they also accepted the three bottles of medicine for wound healing.

Lighting the oil lamps in the house, the villagers realized how outstanding these strangers looked, so outstanding that they were different from anyone they had ever seen before!

In the process of delivering hot water and food, it is inevitable that there will be conversations.

Perhaps seeing that these outsiders did not look like bad guys and were very elegant and polite, or perhaps because of the face of those bottles of medicine, the villagers couldn't help but chat with them a few more words.

After learning that they were just passing by here, and it was the first time they came here.Looking at the beautiful woman quietly drinking hot water and the lively and cute little pharmacist, the villagers also kindly warned a few words.

It turned out that bad guys who abducted children and women often appeared on this snowy mountain.Because the village has lost two children and one woman, the villagers are so unanimously xenophobic.

Just say a few simple words, and then let these outsiders look after the children and women, and the villagers all left.

They can't even take care of themselves, how can they help others?

"The thieves here are terrible. They even steal children and women."

Eddie, who half understood, was so emotional, thinking that a dragon egg in the clan was stolen by birds and beasts before, and after searching for a long time, he finally found the dragon cub who could only learn how to sing from birds and beasts. The patriarch and the others were furious.

Erin, who was sitting next to Eddie, just shook her head slightly when she heard this, but didn't continue to explain.

There are too many dark and cruel things in this world, and what Eddie thinks is only the best result.

At this moment, he somewhat understood why the Seta Continent needed brave men.

Perhaps what is needed is not a brave man, but a light that can drive away darkness, and the expectation of light.Once every thousand years, it is just to make those darkness fearful, and to prevent the darkness from making a comeback.Therefore, the brave will symbolize hope and light!

Princess Irene suddenly realized that she glanced at Bishop from the corner of her eye, and then suddenly remembered that this year's brave man is the great devil in the abyss.

Let the devil bring light and hope to the world, I don't know who came up with this idea, it's really... so talented, it's even better than the devil's understanding.

Maybe it was because Irene's gaze was too strong, Bishop turned his head slightly, and met that gaze directly.

After thinking about it, he took out something from the space ring, clenched it into a fist, stretched it out in front of Irene, and turned it up.

I saw a small red fruit in the big palm, which looked very juicy.

Eileen looked at this extremely old routine and fell silent.

But he still stretched out his hand, picked up the fruit in Bishop's palm that Jerry usually used to feed monsters, washed it with water magic, and passed it to his mouth.

The sweet taste spread in the mouth instantly, but it didn't stay for long.

After thinking about it, he looked at Bishop and said, "Is there any more?"

"Yes." Bishop smiled lightly, took out all the fruits in the space ring, squeezed to sit beside Irene, and the two began to eat the fruits quietly.

At this time, the room was extremely quiet, and the other teammates of the brave team did not speak, and a fruity fragrance mixed with sweet love began to pervade the not-so-large living room.

Seeing the brave man and the princess eating the little red fruit so happily, Jerry wanted to taste one too.It's a pity that Garcia stopped him and pulled him back to the assigned room.

And Eddie and Leslie are much more interesting. The former wants to give his princess and the brave time to brew love, and the latter... plans to warm his elf skin quickly so that the beauty can be more attached to him !After all, the poor necromancer can no longer afford the price of a new skin, so he can only take good care of this perfect appearance!

The brave man and the princess had no way of knowing what the teammates were thinking. They only knew that when they looked up after eating the fruit, they could no longer see the rest of their partners.

The cold wind outside the house roared strangely, making terrifying noises one after another.

"Let's go to bed too."

Irene, who had been frozen for a whole day, couldn't wait any longer. She was so cold that she just wanted to get into bed quickly, so she hurriedly made an invitation-like sound to Bishop.

Bishop, who had successfully learned "understanding lovers" from the book, nodded and agreed directly. He also saw that Irene's complexion was not very good, and he really needed to rest early.

So, the two walked into the small room and saw a bare bed.

Fortunately, this is not a problem.

Irene first spread several large furry cloaks in her space ring on the bed, then took out three quilts and pillows from her uncle's house, put one on, and he and Bishop each covered one, and then put on the top The head is covered with a plush cloak again!

The soft and warm bed just appeared!

The tired princess didn't think about elegance any more, regardless of whether she was dirty or not, she simply used magic to make a few sheets of cloth, changed into a warm little nightdress for herself, and climbed onto the bed neatly.

Erin hadn't closed her eyes yet.

As soon as the cold wind poured into the bed, another person got into it.

Helplessly, he poked the other person's chest with his arm, and said, "Your quilt is another one. If two people cover one, the wind will leak in."

After hearing this, Bishop thought for a moment, hugged Irene in his arms, and said, "This way there won't be any wind blowing in."

……

Irene, who was suddenly surrounded by warmth, fell silent, his rejection stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

There's no way, this damn love temperature is too good, he can't bear it, and he can't refuse it.

I just thought about secretly warming it up, and then ruthlessly refused to push it away, who knew that the thought of refusing would disappear completely as it warmed up!

Her eyes were getting heavier and heavier, but Irene still felt very cold, and her head was covered with warmth, which further brought out the coldness of her feet.

In a daze, he couldn't help moving his cold feet, and couldn't help sticking them to the heat source.Soon, it was posted on the warm and somewhat soft stove, warming him into dreamland.

Bishop, whose thigh was covered with cold feet, felt helpless, gently rubbing Irene's curly golden hair, and then closed his eyes.

The cold wind accompanied by heavy snow outside the window whistled strangely, but it couldn't blow into the room that was only separated by a wall.

At this time, the brave man and the princess are leaning on each other, bringing each other the true temperature of love that may be called love in the cold night.