Why does the princess wear a skirt [Western Fantasy]

"My lover has been waiting for me in Yvenona, I can't let him wait too long." Veranika half covered her cheeks, staring at the direction of the elf forest, her moist blue eyes The book is full of anticipation, but also rippling with the longing for the lovers who have not seen each other for a long time.

Her lover is a strict elf high priest who doesn't like to laugh. It took a full hundred years for her beauty to stir up the peaceful lake in the other's heart.Then they spent every day happily, even if they only talked a few words every day, they could still reminisce all night and be happy all day.

It's a pity that later, she realized the mystery of the great darkness, and the darkness is always stirring her heart and soul.In pursuit of that ideal, she threw herself into the darkness, which gave her a mysterious all-black complexion.Darkness is what she longs for, and she has never regretted throwing herself into darkness.However, this mysterious black is not what she likes, even if it is a gift from the darkness, she cannot accept it!

Dark skin is really not in line with Veronica's aesthetics!

Even she couldn't bear it, so how could she like her lover who pursued perfection!Therefore, Veronica has never seen her lover since she plunged into darkness.

Between the two elves in love, not only darkness and nature are blocked, but also many other small thoughts that are difficult to explain clearly.

At this moment, Veronica, whose complexion had temporarily turned white under the magic spell, had already figured it out.

Not only because she has got rid of her dark complexion, but also because of the greeting about her lover that her dear brother brought her.

It also represents their agreement on love under the holy tree of elves.

Thinking of this, the beautiful elf's smile is even sweeter, and the atmosphere of happiness is rippling all over her body.

When she regained her senses, she noticed the silence in the small bar, and quickly waved her hand and said, "What do I tell you so much, but you don't know what love is. Come on, let me reunite with my lover in a few days and have a toast." !"

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Everyone who heard this silently picked up their wine glasses, and silently raised their glasses to Veronica.

Afterwards, they who didn't know how to love quickly drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

The taste of wine reverberating in the mouth is not only sour but also a bit bitter, like the damn love that neither of them had.

Even the hero and the princess who have a false and beautiful love are surrounded by bitterness.

But the brave man doesn't want to experience this kind of sourness and bitterness. He doesn't think he belongs to what the female elf said, "I don't know what love is".

So, amidst the silent drinking, he quickly snatched the wine glass that the princess next to him was half drinking, put it to his mouth and drank it down.After finishing drinking, he pushed the milk specially ordered for the princess on the table and said, "If you can't drink it, don't drink it. Try this."

Suddenly, the bar became quieter.

The mercenaries stopped drinking, and then quickly refilled their glasses, trying to dilute the sorrow of not having love in their hearts with fine wine.

Even the elf Veronica, who was recalling the beautiful past with her lover, smiled a little stiffly, and she also felt the sour taste of love, in this sour wine!

Only the rest of the brave team members looked normal, as if they didn't notice the actions of the brave and the princess.

They have long been used to it, so used to it that they can ignore it with a smile, what is this sourness?It's not like I haven't seen anything more sour and bitter!Isn't it just a glass of beer and a glass of milk?Not a big deal!

In the end, it was Veronica who broke the sour silence.

She stood up and looked at her mercenary teammates, and said, "Since you're in the bar, relax, you're exhausted today, I'll pay for the drinks!"

Before the words fell, as soon as the "drink money" was spoken, the small bar returned to the usual noise, which was also mixed with many weird screams from excitement.

The only thing that was still quiet was the small corner where the brave men were sitting, and it didn't look too quiet under the background of various sounds around.

The brave team ate their dinner silently, drank their wine or milk, and then watched the beautiful elf drinking while sticking to Garcia's body with a smile and stroking Jerry's fluffy hair. boring.

When they were full, the elf attached to Garcia's body had already pinched Garcia's cheeks crazily, squinted his rippling eyes, and chattered endlessly in Elvish language with a smile.

Just when the elf was talking vigorously, he suddenly stopped, then supported his head, and began to look at the brave team.

After a long time, the frowning Veronica cast a small sound-proofing spell on her table, then turned her gaze straight to Bishop, and said, "If I remember correctly, my dear brother, That is Garcia, he told me that you are a brave man. So, is it the one I thought of, the brave man with the sword in the stone?"

"Yes." Hearing this, Bishop habitually put on his polite gentlemanly smile, and nodded as he did every time he was asked.

Perhaps, the most famous one is not the brave man, but the sword in the stone that every brave man will have.

After all, almost everyone recognizes the brave by the sword, not the sword by the brave.

"Hero."

Veranika nodded, and gently patted her reddish cheek with the hand supporting her head.

After thinking for a long time, I opened my mouth and continued: "I seem to have secretly taken something about the brave from my lover, but suddenly I can't remember it."

It's been too long since I left my lover.

It's been so long that only thoughts are left in her mind, and as for other less important things, she can't remember them very well.

Garcia, who has a very good memory, didn't need to recall, and said directly to his dear sister: "When we left the elves before, the high priest once told us that the blueprints left by the brave were thrown to the dark ones and taken away. "

When he heard this, he felt something was wrong.But I didn't expect it to be related to my sister.

After all, there are not many people who can steal things from the elves. Even the elves cannot touch anything under the eyes of the high priest and the queen, let alone this kind of map that sounds important.

But now that I think about it, I am still too naive, how can things between lovers be called stealing!In my dear sister's parlance, that's called 'take it quietly'.

"The blueprint? Let me look for it."

The half-drunk elf searched hard in the space ring.

Before it was time to drink a glass of wine, he took out dozens of maps.

She looked blankly at the wastepaper-like things on the table, continued to support her head with one hand, and picked up a piece of parchment on the table with the other hand and said: "The map is here, is it this one? It looks It looks more refined."

"No."

Garcia didn't even look at it, and rummaged through other maps on the desktop.

Soon, I found the simplest and most broken map that looked like waste paper.

He said to his dear sister, "It's this one."

Veronica glanced at the map that looked like a child's scribbles, and looked away without interest.

Picking up the wine glass, he took a few sips and said, "That's it? It doesn't look like it has anything to do with the brave. Well, I'll give you the map. Be careful on the road, and look forward to your return journey."

After speaking, he raised his wine glass and finished it in one gulp.

The team of brave men who got new clues was very face-saving and drank with the beautiful elf.

It wasn't until late at night that the bar owner started to chase people away, and everyone returned to the hotel next door in droves.

The after effects of drinking alcohol are great.

It was reflected in the brave team who slept collectively until noon the next day.

After waking up, they originally wanted to say goodbye to Veronica, but they didn't expect that the elf who pursued love left the town early, leaving only one note after another written in the common language of Seta.

Hearing the endless complaints from the mercenary team next door, and watching the team trying to find the leader rush towards the elf forest, the brave team also started to set off in the direction of the abyss.

There is nothing that can stop the brave team, and there is nothing that can make them change direction, even if it is relatives, friends or something else.

There is only one destination for them, and that is the abyss.

On the way, the brave team started the process of being recognized, entrusted to solve troubles, and finally entertained by residents.

If those commissions were not looking for kittens to chase away the feeding sparrows and helping to move the furniture, maybe the heroes would be happier.

The brave team, who had been trapped by various small troubles for several days, had no choice but to start their days of wearing cloaks.

However, the weather is too hot, and the delicate human princess can't bear the heavy and sultry cloak, and the rest of the teammates also dislike the white cloak, which looks too bright and strange, and they all ask to change it. Decide.Under the suggestion of teammates, it was finally changed to cover the sword in the stone at the waist of the brave with a black cloth.

As for the big troubles that the residents have to entrust the brave, I believe that as long as they have eyes and ears, they will be able to tell the difference.Before again, it is better to be an ordinary traveler.

In this way, the Brave Squad finally started their life of going in and out of various small towns easily.

No longer surrounded by enthusiasm, they thought it was wonderful!

Even with a small house that can be lived in, the brave team still has to enter villages or towns occasionally.If you always eat dry bread and roast meat, you will get tired, and you still have to try something else.

Although it cost a lot of money, except for the poor Leslie, the other teammates in the team are extremely rich.

On this day, the brave team who came to a small village planned to buy some simple seasonings.

With three monster mounts, their daily consumption is still very huge.

However, they had just approached the town when they were stopped by an old woman who looked very stern and even had her hair neatly coiled.

The old lady also brought a huge and vicious dog, and she was staring at them covetously.

The old woman folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen and stared at Bishop. The light in her eyes slowly dimmed until she finished sizing up the young man carefully.

This is a brave man, not a brave man.

Not the brave man in the original trajectory of fate.

Although he was aware of this fact, he still gave an elegant half salute to the brave team and said, "Brave, you are here. I have been waiting for a long, long time."