"Fan, is this something unspeakable?"

Artoria is stupid, but also keenly aware of the predicament I am currently in.

"This...ahem, Artoria, it doesn't matter even if you don't know about this kind of thing."

I coughed desperately and explained, and Lyman's sharp gaze in front seemed to soften a lot with these words.

"Fan, I don't agree with what you said. No matter what kind of knowledge it is, even if it is evil and filthy, it is necessary for a leader to know it. Maybe it will come in handy one day, for example.

Fan, it doesn’t matter if you don’t know this kind of thing, but isn’t it precisely because of it that adventurers can relax?”

"Yeah, haha...ahaha..."

Feeling that the hidden sight in front of me became sharp again, I couldn't help but giggle and perform the sacred ritual of raising my head at 45 degrees, because if I didn't do this, the inner cow would well up from my eye sockets.

"However, if you feel embarrassed, that's all."

Arturia sighed and seemed to give up the inquiry with regret.

Thank you, thank you for your belated understanding.

I felt the pressure around me disappear in vain, and finally a flash of water flashed from the corner of my eyes. I was like a prisoner wearing a prison uniform, with his limbs and neck tightly bound by iron chains and shackles, kneeling on the execution ground waiting for the executioner's machete to fall.

, I felt the same as when I suddenly heard the faint sound of horse hooves coming from outside the execution ground, followed by a loud shout of "Save the man under the knife".

"Women's Street? Is it literally a street where all residents are women? Men are prohibited from entering? But why should men be prohibited from entering? This does not make much sense. Is there something deeper?

What does it mean? It seems that my knowledge is still too shallow, and I don’t even have this kind of common sense knowledge (probably judging from the fact that all alliance adventurers, including women, understand this, it is common sense knowledge)

It’s clear, it seems we need to investigate further.”

Don't investigate, you bastard! There is a lot of common sense knowledge you don't know, go and investigate other knowledge for me, you bastard!!

Hearing Artoria's gentle murmur, Elder Lyman and I's originally relaxed expressions turned pale at the same time, and we communicated with each other with our eyes in a very hidden way.

"Elder Fan, this is all caused by you, please hurry up and find a solution."

Elder Lehmann conveyed this message with an indifferent look, like that of a dead Taoist friend but not a poor Taoist.

"She is the king of your elves. Shouldn't it be the most important mission of you older generation to guide her to the right path and become an excellent king?"

I responded to the other person's gaze with an attitude not to be outdone.

"It's as if you are not the prince of our elves and the husband of Her Royal Highness the Queen. Isn't it the most basic responsibility of a husband to avoid letting his beloved pure wife come into contact with filthy things?"

Elder Lehmann is indeed an old fox, and the reasons he gives are more than enough, but to say something like this...

"Elder Lehman, you are totally wrong to think this way. Every man is a forbidden fruit that makes a girl as pure as an angel fall, and husbands are no exception. The only difference is that the husband only allows his wife to fall for him."

As an old bachelor, do you understand my seemingly profound argument, but it is actually just nonsense? Can you understand it? Wow hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha——!!

"What did you say?!"

Sure enough, Elder Lyman showed a surprised look. This is the sorrow of a bachelor, alas!

"Women's Street...Women's Street..."

Arturia was still muttering in her mouth, and her brain, which concealed powerful natural attributes, did not seem to consider giving up trying to figure out this problem herself.

In such a delicate atmosphere, Elder Lyman soon took us to the elven arena. After passing through a majestic stone wall about ten meters high, our eyes suddenly opened up.

What appears in front of us is a huge circular sunken platform in the style of a Western fighting arena. It is like art. The entire circular platform is sunken in a spiral manner. These spiral stairs are probably the auditorium. Below is a huge

On a hard stone flat ground, there is a square arena on the flat ground. It looks like it is more than 100,000 square meters, which is barely enough for two pseudo-field masters to toss around in it.

Of course, the most concerning thing is the magic circle that vaguely appears on the edge of the ring and on the entire ring. Although these magic lines that flicker with faint brilliance from time to time, looking down from a high place, will inevitably dazzle a magic novice like me, but the light

Based on the adventurer's judgment of the strength of the energy, one can feel that the protective capabilities of the entire arena are very strong, even stronger than the huge arena set up by the Angels during the tournaments in the past.

From this point, it can be seen that the elves' attainments in magic are indeed not insignificant, at least they are far beyond the reach of the current alliance.

After arriving at the destination, Elder Lyman and I finally gave up the confrontation. To be honest, we both knew very well that if we could make Artoria give up thinking about what Women's Street is, we wouldn't mind bothering ourselves.

But just because I knew I couldn't, I pinned my last glimmer of hope on the other party.

Without a good reason, if Artoria was really so easy to persuade, she wouldn't be that stupid king with a straight-forward way of thinking.

"Just below, look, representatives of various races and Drizzt have been waiting there for a long time."

Elder Lyman pointed below and said proudly, the arena in front of him is also a masterpiece that the elves are proud of.

Following his hand, sure enough, there were figures in twos and threes gathered at the seats near the ring. It was representatives of various races and the hundreds of elven warriors led by Drizzt, who were a few steps ahead of us.

, are already waiting below for the battle to begin.

…

On the high stone wall surrounding the arena, if you look carefully, there seems to be a small black spot in a position with the widest vision, sitting on the edge of the stone wall, and its aura seems to be integrated with the entire stone wall. Without looking at it with the naked eye,

No one would notice that there was anyone here, but who would notice this remote angle?

Black Spot is sitting on the high stone wall, observing the activities of the arena below from a high position. If you zoom in closer, you will find that Black Spot is wearing an Amazon-style outfit with a red cloak, and a small wine bottle hanging in his hand.

With a carefree posture, he half-leaned on the edge of the stone wall, squinting his eyes and looking drunkenly at the ring below.

"Oh my, isn't this the captain? It's rare for you to be interested in visiting our elves."

Faint footsteps sounded from behind, obviously from the top of the gravel-covered stone wall, but the footsteps sounded like down-to-earth feet, heavy and light, giving people an ethereal and uncertain feeling that could not be captured with ears.

Glancing back casually from the corner of his eye, the old drunkard once again set his sights below the ring.

Standing behind her is a tall elf wearing a red shorts and black inner armor with silver lines. It is slightly different from the slender, noble and elegant style of ordinary elves. This person has brown skin and has one head.

The handsome elf with short white hair, slender and strong physique, his arrogant smile, cold eyes, and slender figure full of power, gives people the impression that he is like a gorgeous and graceful sword - a sharp edge full of strings.

longbow.

What people are a little concerned about is the red short jacket. At first glance, it looks a bit like the style of Kasha's red cloak. But if you look carefully, you will easily find that this is a quite artistic suit.

The shape and aesthetics, to put it simply, it is a quite coquettish jacket.

If someone who knows Drizzt is present, I am afraid they will find that the face of the male elf in front of them is somewhat similar to Drizzt. The difference is the more mature and steady temperament and eyes, and the cold curl at the corner of the mouth.

He always seems to have a touch of irony that sees through the vicissitudes of the world, and he is a more charming man than Drizzt can compare to now.

Of course, the most disturbing thing is the word "Captain". What is the relationship between him and Kasha? Or should I say, this man exudes a powerful aura, and you can tell at a glance that he is not someone who claims to be a semi-qualified adventurer.

People's current strength can compete with powerful male elves. What is involved in that long, long time ago, when Kasha was said to have been glorious?

…

As soon as I walked down the spiral passage, I encountered a smiling fox that had been waiting in the passage for a long time. Thanks to this little fox, teammates Malagby, Kurt and White Wolf could also do it.

I participated in this large-scale onlooker, but after sensing the dangerous aura emanating from the little fox, these three ruthless guys abandoned me and pretended to go to discuss the matter with the Smiling Prince.

"Hey, isn't this your noble Highness Lucia the Sky Fox?"

I secretly despised these three guys. The atmosphere in front of me was a bit subtle, and I rolled my eyes. I couldn't help but say hello in a slightly exaggerated tone, hoping to attract other people's attention, so that this little fox's behavior

Be more restrained.

It's a pity that it failed. Needless to say, the White Wolf and the Smiling Prince and those guys. Kane, who arrived at some time, was even more happy that I had some unclear relationship with this little sky fox.

Mu Aodonggua only had wine in his eyes, and the evil group named Drizzt was sitting in the corner in a group, facing the wall in dejection and reflecting, not in the mood to focus his attention here at all.

Hey - where is the old drunkard? Why didn't I see her? Forget it, she was probably on the road again and was attracted by the aroma of wine coming from nowhere. Anyway, even if she was here, she would only be causing trouble.

, it would be better not to come, it would be better not to come.

Ah, Elder Lyman seemed to have been dragged to chat by Kane. Where did Artoria go? I looked left and right but couldn't find the conspicuous figure in a wedding dress. I became more and more confused.

"Ah, one day is like three autumns after not seeing him, right? He has only been missing for a while, and he is already looking around anxiously. Our Elder Fan is really affectionate."

The way I looked around absent-mindedly seemed to make the little fox's anger reach the critical point. He said to me in a crisp voice with gritted teeth, and the big brown tail behind his butt was swaying wildly and wildly like a tornado,

I left a series of afterimages in the sky that frightened me, probably to suppress the urge to pounce on me and bite me hard.

"Where, am I not checking the enemy's situation and want to have a good talk with our Lady Lucia?"

Wiping the cold sweat on my forehead, I took a step back and said, although this little fox is cunning, calm, and has a strong sense of responsibility, and probably won't do anything that would make the fox tribe ashamed, Elder Mamaga also said,

Tianhu has always been infatuated. If it was about love, he would not necessarily do anything ridiculous, such as pounce on me and bite me on such occasions, or even rob me...

"Hmph, you bad guy, your mouth is getting sharper and sharper. Only the devil will believe you!!"

The little fox delicately crossed her chest with both hands. This posture made the plumpness of her chest become a close-up in my eyes, and then she hummed heavily, but at least the speed of the fox's tail slowed down.

"Hmph, you look so lustful. Let me tell you, that Elf Queen possesses a set of artifacts from the Elf clan. You bad guy, you might be chased like Stymon later."

Oh, are you caring about me?

I was so moved that my eyes welled up with tears. This little fox was good at everything. She just had to be a little bit tougher, and it took a lot of twists and turns to get proper care into her mouth. But if you can accept this tiring attribute, it would be so cute.

"I'm telling you, if you lose to that Elf Queen, don't expect me to spare you."

"Yes, yes, whatever Lady Lucia says, it will be so."

Deeply attracted by the charm of the little fox, I kept nodding my head like this.

After getting my answer, the little fox showed a complicated and subtle expression. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head heavily.

"No, you better lose, you bad guy. Just lose."

"..."
To be continued...