Why does the princess wear a skirt [Western Fantasy]

Fortunately, his goal was achieved. Although there was a little accident in the process, and he was recognized by the elf high priest, he was still very satisfied in the end, and his friends didn't know who he was!And also got the opportunity to chat with old friends, even if the content of the discussion is very imperfect, he is still very happy!

From the moment he and his sister threw themselves into the darkness, Garcia already knew that he would never be able to return to the elves, nor would he be able to sit down and happily chat and sing with his elves.For this decision, neither he nor his sister regretted it. Darkness is their philosophy and their yearning.But the same, they are all sad, sad those things they have to give up.

Therefore, he is really happy to be able to go back to Yvenona and communicate with his elf companions again.

Even if it is to wear this... this really ugly headgear, the dark elves are willing.

Thinking of this, Garcia's mood quickly improved.

Seeing that the hood had been reduced to ashes in the firelight, he solemnly placed the leaf in his palm at the place closest to his heart with a smile on his lips.

This is a symbol of the friendship of the elves. Although it is of no use to him, it is the proof that he has returned to Yvenona.

Of course, so was the ugly headgear, but it was so ugly that he couldn't keep it anymore.

The brave team just looked at their teammate Great Swordsman quietly.

Watching the corners of his mouth suddenly grinning when he took off the hood and burned it down and looked at the fire, his face changed from anger to joy, and his eyes were suddenly tender.They were silent and didn't express any opinions. They could only guess that the teammate Great Swordsman might be delirious from the anger of those elves.

But there is no way, they really don't know how to comfort them.After all, the headgear is really ugly, even they don't really want to talk to their partners wearing the headgear, so it's hard for those elves who love beauty to communicate with the big swordsman, even if it's an 'ugly thing', at least Willing to deal with it.

And there are also great magicians and princesses who know Garcia's true identity in the team.

The great magician Jerry has been with the great swordsman for many years, and of course he knows the longing for Yvenona and his fellows in his heart, and understands that Garcia is really happy now.

But that's not what the princess thought. To be precise, Irene didn't think about Garcia's mood. He was thinking about another thing now.

Since elves yearn for beauty and hate ugliness, the question arises, why do elves who hate ugliness suddenly surround Garcia, even if they want to look directly at the terrible ugliness, they have to say a few words to Garcia?And Garcia's attitude at that time was not good, and it could even be said to be a bit bad.

How could that beautiful and proud elf be willing to continue the conversation?

there is only one truth.

This truth is a bit cruel to Garcia, who thinks she is very beautiful.

As an empathetic partner, Irene thought it best not to say it.

Let the great swordsman continue to immerse himself in the dream that he was not recognized, and be happy and happy.Sometimes not knowing is also a kind of happiness!

Soon, Garcia, who was in a happy mood immersed in his own world, came back to his senses and tried his best to press down the corners of his mouth, pretending that nothing happened.

And the rest of the brave team also worked hard to cooperate with his performance, did not ask more questions and tried their best to forget about this incident. Although they couldn't forget the strangely shaped hood for a while, they still had to save face.

The brave team got on their exclusive Warcraft mounts again.

After waiting for Irene to take out the prophecy magic book and determine the position of the abyss, the journey began.

However, Evnona's forest is too dense, and the trees grow densely. The huge monster is just stuck in the trees, unable to move or break free...

The great magician Jerry can only try his best to get his Warcraft partner back into the teleportation array.

The brave team who lost their mounts could only move slowly and firmly towards the abyss with the efforts of their own legs as they did at the beginning!

Fortunately, there are not many shrubs blocking the way in Evnona, even the vines are quietly wrapped around the trees, quietly showing its beauty.

Such a forest is not difficult to walk, perhaps because of the favor of the goddess of nature, it is even much smoother than many large roads.It is not uncomfortable to walk in such a place, and you can still enjoy the mystery and beauty exuded by Eve Nonna.

But that's only for other people.

For Princess Irene whose legs were already shaking, this was a disaster.

He knew that he didn't look like a man who was strong, responsible and able to bear hardships and stand hard work.

But he still had to roar loudly in his heart!

This is really exhausting!Both legs are going to be useless!He is just a princess who is delicate, why should he bear this pain again!

In his previous life, his beautiful country Huaxia once had such a famous saying that it is easy to go from frugal to extravagant and difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.

It was so true, when there was no monster mount to enjoy, he followed the brave man across mountains and mountains with his legs, and found the rest of his companions!Although I was tired at the time, I was not so unbearable!It doesn't look like now, after walking for half a day, his steps are already unsteady, and his body is on the verge of falling.

Irene, who was sweating profusely, gritted her teeth and moved her steps with difficulty, trying to keep up with the teammates in front of her.

It's enough to complain about something in his mind a few times, he is still a man in essence, he still has to learn to bear this pain silently.

Seeing Eddie not far away climbing to the tree to pick fruit with a smile on his face, the princess sighed slightly in her heart, and then continued to lift that heavy leg.

Alas, who made him just a human being!It's not that he is too weak, it's that his teammates are too strong!Walking for a long time without taking a breath, I can't bear it personally!

Just when Irene was silently looking for an excuse, her legs were suddenly separated from her body, and her body was suspended in the air at the same time!

Responding quickly, he quickly wrapped his hands around the brave man's neck, met those light green eyes as deep as the starry sky, and blinked.

"Rest awhile."

Bishop looked at Irene helplessly, and after speaking, he turned his gaze to the road ahead, holding his treasure in his arms, so he had to walk more steadily.

He really couldn't see the other party's exhausted and uncomfortable appearance and refused to speak out, so he could only use this method.

The delicate little lover is sometimes a little stubborn, which makes him feel a little distressed.

Irene, who was hugged by the princess, was a little embarrassed.

He is a big man, and he has to rely on Bishop to carry him on the way. Thinking about it, it's a little... strange.

But as a delicate princess, he still enjoyed this sudden princess hug with a bit of uneasiness.

There is no way, he really can't walk anymore, and he doesn't even have the strength to speak.In addition, the fruit that he ate at the elves at noon had already been digested, and he was so exhausted that he was walking on his legs that he didn't want to eat anything, and he was afraid that he would never be able to walk again if he stopped, so he just Can be so difficult next to.

Maybe it's because I didn't eat meat at noon, so I'm so tired...

While thinking about it, the exhausted Princess Irene just fell asleep on the chest of the brave Bishop.

He was really tired, so tired that no movement from the outside could wake him up.

It wasn't until the princess had almost recovered and slept soundly that the princess slowly woke up.

Before opening his eyes, he heard the howling of wolves surrounding him.

The princess was so shocked that she quickly wanted to stand up, but she moved too much, and her head bumped into something hard. When she opened her eyes, she realized that it was Bishop's chin.

Just as he was about to apologize, he suddenly heard unusual wind noises and felt the impacting magic waves around him.

Looking around, Irene was completely awake now!

There's no way they can't wake up, they are all surrounded by wolves, and if they don't wake up, they will be treated as a meal for these wolves or worse.

"Put me down!"

Irene patted Bishop and said excitedly.

If you don't run away quickly when you encounter these difficult things, you must be prepared for a fierce battle.

Bishop wasn't listening to her lover's nonsense.

It would be safer for the delicate little lover to lie in his arms, and he felt that other places were dangerous no matter what.

So he switched hands and changed his movements. He half-carried Irene on his shoulder with one hand, patted the other's round buttocks, and said, "Don't make trouble, be good, it's about to be settled."

……

In an instant, Erin fell silent.

Then began to struggle violently!The damned Bishop slapped his ass!

If it wasn't an emergency, he would have drawn out his long sword and had a duel between men!

Facing the struggling lover, Bishop was still very calm. Not only did he stabilize his figure, he slapped that elastic buttocks with a 'crack'.

It felt so good that he couldn't help patting it again and again, trying to calm his lover down.

"You put me down! You..."

Elegant princesses never swear, that's because the ferocious wolves have already attacked them when they are about to swear.

Now Irene didn't dare to struggle anymore, and obediently stayed on the shoulder that was pressed against her stomach.

I don't know if they fall and kill the wolf princesses surrounding them, but they will definitely be bitten beyond recognition!

For the sake of safety and life, he should stop struggling.

The person on the shoulder no longer struggled, and Bishop could only reluctantly retract the hand that was pressing on the round part.

After firmly embracing the delicate lover with one hand, he drew out the sword in the stone at his waist, and swung the sword towards the wolves and beasts who were staring at him.

With one knife and one head, he also used the same posture to slash the oncoming magic, and his steps were very easy.

At this time, Irene was not as relaxed as Bishop.

He looked at the wolf beast in front of him, who was looking at it, and was about to jump up and give him such a bite.

With his stomach pressed against his face, he was expressionless and preemptive, waving his hand with the middle-level ice blade magic, piercing that vicious guy's forehead.

The princess was in a very unhappy mood, and her eyes swished and swished all over the wolves squeezing behind Bishop.

The magic of various departments in the hands is constantly displayed.

That's what happened in the blink of an eye, wolves were skinned by wind blades, buried by earthen walls, dark rotting corpses, drowned in water...and scorched.

Although those wolves didn't die on the spot, such an attack made Irene feel a lot better, and the corners of her mouth curled into a smile.

Oh, slap his ass?This is the end!