Chapter 507 He Is Gay

Perhaps it is true as Lillea said, the elves are a fairly equal and harmonious nation. At least, when I stood facing the Elf Queen, no one stood up and shouted at me sternly, "You are so presumptuous, I met the elves." The Queen still doesn't kneel down' and so on.

However, before my idea took shape, the naked reality shattered it completely.

"The Elf Queen has arrived!"

With a long and powerful shout, the real Elf Queen turned in from the other side of the hall. She was more noble and luxurious than the woman sitting on the wicker chair. Every step she took was so noble and firm. , as if silently telling his noble origin.

The Elf Queen walked to the wicker chair and chuckled: "Dear sister, I want to receive guests from far away. Stop messing around and get down quickly."

Oh, it turns out she is the sister of the Elf Queen, the princess of the Elf clan?

Standing next to the Elf Queen, one of the old women walked over quickly and said respectfully: "Your Highness, please cooperate with me, okay?"

After seeing this scene, to be honest, I was a little confused.

Judging from the Elf Queen's sister, she should be quite old, maybe around thirty, but she behaves like a child. No matter how the Elf Queen persuades her, she always stays on the wicker chair and refuses to move.

I felt like laughing, but I had to take the occasion into consideration, so I had to hold it in.

You know, the feeling of suppressing laughter is very painful. By now, I already feel a dull pain in my stomach.

Even though the Elf Queen and several old ladies around her tried to persuade her until her mouth went dry, the Queen's sister refused to give him any face.

Finally, in desperation, the Elf Queen chose to give up.

With a smile on her face, she slowly walked down the high platform step by step. The Elf Queen led many old ladies to come to us. While looking at me, one of the old ladies stood up and said sternly: "I haven't met the Elf Queen yet. Don’t kneel!”

The corners of my eyes twitched, and I really wanted to slap her away, but I was afraid that she would drag me to touch porcelain, so I spread my hands and said, "Didn't I say that the elves value equality and don't force others to do things they don't like? Why? Why do you ask me to kneel down?"

The old lady obviously didn't expect someone to talk to her like this. She pointed at my nose and said angrily: "You are outrageous, you are outrageous, someone is here!"

Four guards came from both sides.

The old lady pointed at me and ordered: "Kick him out!"

The guards did not move, but kept looking at the Elf Queen.

The Elf Queen smiled and said, "Okay, let's all go back."

After saying that, he turned to the old lady and said: "Elder, please calm down first. This young man is my specially invited guest. You don't want to be like young people."

The old lady seemed to be very obedient to the Elf Queen's advice. Seeing her trying to persuade her, she just snorted and gave up.

The four guards also returned to their respective positions very well.

"Are you An Xiaoyi?" the Elf Queen asked.

I nodded: "You must be the Elf Queen."

The Elf Queen smiled slightly and said: "You must already know the reason for inviting you here this time."

I said 'hmm' and said: "I heard what Lilea said, but I don't quite understand why you insist on arranging for me to compete with the first female warrior. You know, the battle between me and Achilles was nothing at all." It’s not even a battle, it was purely a one-sided attack by him, and I know that he definitely didn’t fight me seriously, and he didn’t even use half of his strength.”

"Half?" The Elf Queen committed the elven clan's unique habit of fussing over every word.

"Hey, this is an adjective. What I want to express is that he defeated me without any effort at all."

"That's it." The Elf Queen nodded.

"Now that I've made it clear, do I still need to compete with the first female warrior?" I asked with a sense of luck.

"Of course," the Elf Queen said, "You still have to discuss things. This is something that has been decided and cannot be changed."

A black line instantly climbed up my forehead: The elves are indeed a nation that doesn't know how to adapt.

"Okay, okay" I spread my hands helplessly: "When will the fight start?"

"Are you ready?" the Elf Queen asked.

"I'm always with you," I said.

The Elf Queen nodded and asked the old woman beside her, "Is Emily back?"

"I'm back," the old woman said respectfully, "I'm resting in my room."

"Well, you call her over and tell her that the person you want to spar with has arrived."

"yes."

The old woman responded and hurriedly retreated.

The Elf Queen said: "Do you need to prepare anything else?"

I shook my head: "No need."

As soon as he said this, he suddenly felt something was wrong, so he added: "Oh, by the way, you'd better tell your female warrior not to cut off my left guard during the fight. If you have to, If you attack the left gauntlet, it’s best to cut off my left arm as well.”

As soon as I said this, the people kneeling around me became agitated. Phoenix was especially agitated and even started to pull my trouser legs.

"Why is this?" The Elf Queen was very puzzled.

"Personal privacy is not disclosed," I said, "and this is entirely for your own good."

The Elf Queen smiled and said: "It's just a competition, it shouldn't be so cruel."

However, her smile was a bit forced. It seemed that the first female warrior was the type who would definitely use her full strength once she made a move.

After a while, the old woman hurried back to the main hall, followed behind her by a female warrior wearing light armor.

Everyone around me turned back curiously, wanting to take a look at the honor of the first female warrior. However, when they saw it, they couldn't help but exclaimed.

There are generally two types of faces that can make people exclaim, one is so ugly that they can't bear to look at it, and the other is so beautiful that they don't want to look away.

The first female warrior is undoubtedly the latter.

Her beauty can no longer be described in words. She has a figure that is as beautiful as a friend, a face that is so delicate that it almost becomes a work of art, and that silver hair that is like a silver waterfall.

I dare to say that except for Phoenix's absolute advantage, any woman present will be defeated by the aura she emits, and any man will be impressed by her charm.

No, except Godot, he is gay.

While admiring the appearance of the first female warrior, I suddenly seemed to remember something.

She. It’s her. It’s her!

My eyes widened, and my whole body seemed to be frozen, motionless.

The first female warrior seemed to sense that my astonished eyes were different from other greedy expressions. She also turned to look at me. After looking at each other for a few seconds, she also let out a soft cry: Huh?