After swallowing it, the little fox pointed to the fruit scone in his hand with a subtle expression and asked.

"How do you know it's marked on it? It does say [for adventurers only], but you can't tell that there is also discrimination among the elves." I shook my head and sighed.

"How many...have you eaten?"

The little fox's eyes suddenly showed a trace of pity for some reason.

"It's not like you just left me alone. I haven't had a good meal since last night, so I just bought twelve tickets in one go. Now I only have this one left. No, give it all."

You."

He took the fruit scone from my hand and ate the remaining half with cute little mouthfuls. The little fox wiped his bright red lips with a handkerchief and looked over with more pity.

"Is there any...is there any problem?"

I vaguely noticed something from her subtle expression, and asked a little panicked.

"In order to make the fruit scone more delicious, we put a seasoning called dorocao on it."

"So, that's why it tastes better than regular fruit scones? Dolomites are so great."

I sighed with emotion. I didn't expect that a small piece of grass could change the taste drastically. This world is really amazing.

"Tora grass is a laxative."

The next moment, the little fox said something that made me break out in a cold sweat.

"Ordinary people can't eat it. Only adventurers have no problem with their physiques. That's why it says [Only for adventurers]. This is common sense."

Yes, I'm really sorry for my lack of common sense.

"Then, since he is an adventurer, there should be no problem, right? Didn't you just eat too?"

"Generally speaking, there is no problem, but if you eat too much..."

Having said this, the little fox showed a subtle smile, and the words that followed were self-explanatory.

"Is there...is there any way?"

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but I suddenly felt like my words were weighing heavily, and my voice was trembling as I looked at the little fox.

"Yep."

The little fox gently tapped his delicate lips with his slender index finger, using an extremely seductive movement, and said to me charmingly.

"Great, what can I do?" At this moment, the little fox exuded the light of a goddess in my eyes.

"Take these."

Taking out a thick stack of paper and placing it in my dazed hand, the little fox stepped lightly and left his sight with a series of touching laughter.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!

Maybe the middle-aged man who sells fruit scones, who looks like a kind-hearted man, is actually a senior magician who is jealous of my marriage to Artoria. It's terrible, it's terrible.

In an instant, the elves became synonymous with assassins in my mind. Maybe when I was in the toilet just now, my life was already hanging by a thread. No, maybe the three or four-year-old elf kid next to me looked over from time to time.

The next moment, he would take out a dagger from his clothes and stab me.

I walked along suspiciously, and finally, I came to the gathering place of people, which seemed to be a large public square in the Elf King City.

"Bad guy, here, here~~!!"

Not far away, the little fox was in a slightly secluded position, wagging its tail and waving to me, but the others had long since disappeared. It seemed that they had already squeezed in to watch the show, and she was the only one who stayed here specially.

Come down and wait for yourself.

It can be seen from this that although the little fox is a bit harsh, the little fox is actually very good to him, and Tianhu's infatuation is not adulterated at all.

"Little fox, you are the best to me."

I strode forward, held the little fox in my arms and gave him a kiss. I said with great emotion.

"Bad guy, let go~~"

She was unexpectedly hugged and said something like this. For a moment, Lucia didn't know whether to struggle shyly or proudly puff out her chest and say, "It's good that you know, you'll have to work hard to pay it back in the future."

Yes, after a while, he struggled slightly with a slightly red face, whispered in a voice as thin as a mosquito's moan, closed his eyelashes, and took a deep breath of contentment.

After kissing and whispering softly, and taking this rare opportunity to vent the thoughts I had accumulated over the past few months, I took the little fox and looked in the direction of the crowded square.

"What happened?"

I asked while squeezing in the crowd and carefully protecting the little fox in my arms, determined not to let other guys take advantage of it.

"It seems like your alliance caused the trouble, right?"

The little fox asked in a tone of "I should ask you this".

"What?"

At this time, with the druid's good vision, I finally discovered that the familiar figures in the center of the crowd were not the old drunkard and Muradin, but together with several other alliance adventurers (perhaps they were attracted by these two old men).

The poor guy (the poor guy who was doing hard labor) was doing something unknown, and the crowd erupted from time to time with excited voices from the elves.

After closing the distance, the chaotic voices in the crowd finally became clear.

"I know that everyone is dissatisfied with the marriage between the Alliance and your Highness the Queen, but there is nothing we can do about it. In order for the two races to coexist peacefully and friendly again, this is the simplest way. Your Highness the Queen, with her own

a matter determined by his will.”

The sharp voice of the old drunkard came from the crowd.

Huh?

Is this really coming from the mouth of an old drunkard? Are you sure there are no auditory hallucinations?

I dug my ears hard, and for a moment I even had doubts about my hearing organs.
Chapter completed!