Chapter 725-Chapter 726 Reasons for Recognition

"Really, that stupid idiot Wu~~!!"

After the banquet, under the night illuminated by crystal light, Beja walked alone among the quiet jungle paths, kicking the gravel on the ground and muttering to herself.

"He's always [ahaha], giggling non-stop, and staring at those beautiful dancers lustfully. How can a man like this be worthy of Artoria sister? I heard that guy has three wives.

Yes, he is indeed a pervert."

Sure enough, this matter still needs to be considered, at least let the alliance find a better candidate.

Beiya thought angrily as she kicked an innocent little stone away from her feet.

During the banquet, she kept giggling and ignored His Highness's words. She must have been thinking about sister Artoria's marriage. She must have been so happy that she forgot all about it. Men are all virtuous!!

"who?!"

Suddenly, Beya raised her head suddenly, and there was a small dagger in her hand. Her eyes were fixed on the opposite side of the rustling grass.

"Well done, Beja."

The voice coming from the opposite side had a feminine crispness and grace, but it gave people a deeper feeling because it revealed the king's momentum and majesty.

"Sister Artoria!!"

Beja screamed with joy, put away her dagger and went forward.

This voice is unique in the entire elves... no, in the entire Dark Continent. No one can imitate it. Maybe the voice can be imitated, but the momentum contained in it, emanating from the soul, is that

As soon as you hear it, you will picture in your mind the outline of the heroic figure of an independent king holding a sword, but no one can imitate it.

The moment Beiya came up to meet her, a figure slowly walked out of the depths of the jungle. The moment she appeared, the Crystal Tree seemed to be moved and cheered for her, scattering countless light spots on the figure, making the original figure

The dark outlines light up.

The silver-white armor outlines the perfect curves unique to women. Her long golden hair is tied up. Those green eyes are deeper and more beautiful than any emerald agate. The contours of her face and delicate facial features are illuminated by countless light spots.

Below, it exudes the beauty of a breathtaking pure white halo.

However, the first impression she gives people is not that she is one of the best among the naturally beautiful elves, but that beauty that comes from her petite female body, from her green eyes, and

In his solemn expression, there was a powerful aura exuding from the silver-white armor, gauntlets and iron boots.

It is a unique personality charm formed by a mixture of strength, will, self-confidence and identity. In the eyes of the elves, she is their proud king. In the eyes of the enemy, she is not too tall and wears silver-white armor.

The elf queen is like a steel mountain. The aura of power she exudes is extremely powerful, and the firm will she possesses cannot confuse even Belial.

"Beya, you are very alert."

The Elf Queen, Artoria, stretched out her hand covered with a silver-white gauntlet, gently caressed Beja's head as she came up to her, and showed a gentle smile. In fact, she was not much taller than Beja, and she was probably only older at most.

He is a few years old, but this kind of behavior is natural and not awkward at all.

"But don't worry, as long as I am here, I will risk my life and glory to protect the royal city with this sword, and I will never let the elves here be harmed."

The king of the elves raised the golden sword in his hand high and said solemnly.

"Well, with Sister Artoria here, I'm not worried about being in danger at all. I was just thinking about something and was suddenly startled."

Beja looked at the beautiful and majestic Queen of the Elf with admiration, and complained in her heart that it was all the fault of that idiot Wu. How could such an idiot be worthy of Sister Artoria?

"By the way, Beja, have the representatives of the alliance arrived? Can you take me to their residence? I want to express my apology in person."

After a pause, Artoria spoke.

"I was delayed by some things on the way. Not only did I not greet the guests from afar in person, I also failed to catch up with the banquet. This is my dereliction of duty."

"It's already getting so late. It's not too late to go tomorrow. Don't worry, that kind of fool won't get angry because of this."

Bea whispered softly.

"Beja!"

There was a seriousness in Artoria's tone.

"I don't remember teaching you to do something reckless because others won't mind."

"Yes, Sister Artoria." Beja lowered her head dejectedly like a punished puppy.

If you listen carefully, you will find that many of Beja's movements, tone of voice, and even the faint power exuding from her body are somewhat similar to Artoria's, but the difference between the two is too far, just like a small grass and a towering flower.

Compared with the big tree, Beiya can only be regarded as a little kid imitating adults.

"Well, that's good to know. Then, could you please lead the way?"

Seeing that Bea seemed to realize her confidant's mistake, Arturia couldn't help but smile. At first glance, the roles the two of them were in could really make people mistakenly think that they were in a mother-daughter relationship.

"By the way, Sister Artoria, what happened to hold you back again? Didn't you promise that you would be back before evening?"

Along the way, under the light of the Crystal Tree, Beja discovered that Artoria's armor and the blue dress inside the armor were stained with a lot of grass roots and dew. Although she was not injured, she was not injured.

It looked like he had been wandering around deep in the forest for a long time.

As for why the word "again" was used, only Beiya knew clearly.

"Yes."

While walking at a precise pace, Artoria raised her head slightly and looked at the crystal tree flashing above her head. The white light on the crystal tree in turn reflected on her face.

The outline is covered with a faint layer of holy light, looking like a goddess in the forest. Beya, who is a woman and has outstanding appearance among the elves, can't help but look at it, and is surprised by what is happening in front of her.

The beauty is deeply breathtaking.

"Originally, according to the plan, I could come back before evening, but..."

After a pause, Artoria said with Bea's dumbfounded expression.

"However, when passing through the village of Erasmus, I received news from the villagers there that a group of stai beasts had taken a fancy to their orchards and had stolen them many times. If this continues, the village will not have the materials to make wine.

Even food is no longer guaranteed, the Styrian beasts are too alert, and the soldiers there can't do anything to them."

"So Artoria-san just needs to take action, right?"

Beja was quite speechless at this time.

Her Royal Highness the Queen is good at everything, her character, appearance and abilities are all perfect. However, her character is a little bad. She encounters some accidents, big or small, every time she goes out. This is a secret recognized by the top elf clan.

"The group of Styrian beasts were quite clever. I chased them for a long time before driving them out of the village. They probably won't go back to cause trouble."

After saying that, Artoria smiled and nodded with satisfaction. She was obviously happy for this result and for the elven villagers.

"Then……"

And then!!

Beja looked far away.

"Then I encountered a large dwarf tribe. Since it was not far from several nearby villages, it was a great threat, so I had to take action to eliminate them all. It took me a while to catch up with the dwarfs who were fleeing."

"Ha...haha, is that right? Sister Artoria is really amazing." Beya forced out a smile.

"No, this is my fault. It seems that we should increase the patrol intensity. If it were not discovered in time this time, the dwarf tribe would not know what damage it would cause to the surrounding villages."

"Yes...yes ha."

Seeing the meticulous look on Artoria's face, Beja felt a deep sense of powerlessness in her heart.

Although these things should be done, sister Queen, have you never thought about why you are the only one who encounters these trivial things that seem to suddenly pop out of the cracks in the rocks every time you go out?

"And finally..."

It turns out there is still the end!!

At this time, Beja could not say anything, so she could only cast the blurry tears flickering in the corners of her eyes on the crown of the huge crystal tree.

"Yes, after wiping out the dwarf tribe, I originally thought that if I hurried as hard as I could, I would still be able to show up at the banquet and apologize to the representatives of the alliance, but before I had gone far, I suddenly heard a burst of crying."

"Did you meet a lost child?"

A drop of weak tears slowly fell from Beiya's white face.

"You guessed it right." Artoria nodded approvingly.

"Because this is the 223rd time, Sister Artoria, that you have met a lost child." Beja felt a shaky feeling after saying this number.

"223 times? Although I remember there were many times, I didn't expect this number to be already there. Why are so many children getting lost? It seems that we need to prepare more notices for those parents."

Arturia, the king of the elves, gently raised her chin with a thoughtful expression.

No, why have I never met a lost child? I think it is more appropriate to find the reason for this problem from you, Sister Artoria.

A rather harsh comment flashed through Beja's mind.

"This time it was a very young girl. For some unknown reason, she unexpectedly ventured into the depths of the forest. She did not know the name of the village where she lived, nor did she know the names of her parents. I only remembered a few.

The name of my playmate. Thanks to this clue, I finally sent her back after visiting several nearby villages."

As we all know, the elves are a group of casual guys. To put it simply, they set up camps everywhere. There may be hundreds of villages in a small area at the same time. Even if you know the name of the village, it is not easy to find it, let alone the village where you don’t even have a name.

I know, so although Artoria said it lightly, she must have put a lot of thought into it.

"I understand, thank you for your hard work, Sister Artoria."

Seeing that there were some grass clippings on the silver-white armor, the blue battle skirt, and even the beautiful long golden hair coiled on her head. For some reason, Beiya, who was so weak, suddenly showed a knowing look.
To be continued...