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"Bang, bang, bang -" after several sounds, seven bloody lumps of flesh were placed in front of me.

These are the seven heads of the six-headed water monster. Amrudina's final blow - her unique shield attack combined with the powerful power of the Emperor Sword, the final result is this.

When the raging energy storm subsided, at the bottom of the huge pit with invisible bottom, the six-headed water monster's body had already been turned into a ball of blood and flesh. It could not be more dead, and it was not easy for Amrudina. It was not at all.

It was too dirty, but I actually found these seven heads that were almost unrecognizable from the mass of flesh and blood.

Seeing Amrudina covered in blood (of course all the blood of the six-headed water monster), kneeling on one knee in front of me without saying a word, I touched my chin and glanced at the seven balls placed in front of me.

Flesh and blood, fell into distress.

What should I do with these things? Even if little King Arthur and I are foodies, even if the six-headed water monster may have a trace of dragon blood, making it become like a dragon crocodile, with unexpected deliciousness that is completely opposite to its appearance. If you want

It still requires some unprecedented courage to cook and eat these pulpy mixtures of flesh and blood.

It is said that some hunters like to make the heads of the powerful prey they hunt into specimens and mount them on the wall, but this thing in front of them does not meet the standards at all. I won’t tell you. No one can tell whether it is a head or a piece of junk.

Meat.

Throw it away. It seems that I have failed Amrudina's kindness again. Now I really want to slap myself who just said "Give me your head". There is nothing cool about it. What lines are you reciting? This is not self-indulgence.

Looking for trouble?

"Ahem, Amrudina, you did a good job."

I rolled my eyes several times. I still couldn't think of any good solution. Seeing Amrudina kneeling there, if I remained silent, she would probably misunderstand my silence again and express my dissatisfaction with her.

Satisfied.

So, I had no choice but to cough a few times and boast in a serious manner like His Royal Highness.

"This is all due to the sword His Highness gave me. Amrudina dare not take credit."

Seeing that I finally spoke out, Amrudina seemed to be relieved. She raised her lowered head slightly and glanced at me. Then she quickly lowered her head and responded loudly.

"There is no need to be self-effacing, Amrudina." I stretched out my hand to stop her from saying anything. I took the Martial Emperor Sword, wiped it carefully, and continued.

"The king bestows honor on the knights, and the knights fight bravely to kill the enemy. This has been the case since ancient times. Amrudina, you have done what a knight should do. You are an excellent knight. No one can deny this except the king.

The facts, including you."

I was so caught up in the drama that I suddenly blurted out the lines I saw from nowhere.

"Your Highness... Your Highness..." Amrudina raised her head, her eyes gradually becoming moist.

Well, the effect is quite good. Although I don’t quite understand what I just expressed, these lines look very powerful.

Seeing Amrudina biting her lips and looking at her with tears in her eyes, her eyes of respect and admiration were like a...a kitten that likes to get tired of its owner. My hands slipped for a moment and I couldn't help but stretch out my hand.

He reached out and touched her head, like a pet, between her pale hair.

"Uh-huh~~~~"

Although I came to my senses immediately, I regretted my impulsiveness and was afraid that my actions would make Amrudina go berserk.

But unexpectedly, Amrudina's reaction was quite, quite interesting.

First he was stunned and startled, and then, as if he was hypnotized, his clear eyes suddenly narrowed, his tightly bitten lips could not help but loosen slightly, and he could not suppress a sound that seemed to be very comfortable from his throat.

Groaning, and the small movement of her subconsciously rubbing her head seemed to make my guess more convincing.

However, these complex changes and actions only lasted less than two seconds, which was so short that I felt that maybe what I just saw and heard were all illusions.

Amrudina's pretty face suddenly turned red, as red as a purple pepper, and her delicate body was trembling constantly, as if she was trying to hold back something, and then she dodged my touch on the head by lowering her head.

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It’s over… it’s over!

My eyes were so frightened that I suddenly felt stupid. At first glance, I felt that Amrudina looked like a pet just now, so I really regarded her as a pet and reached out to touch her head. She is a genius of the elf family.

She has great self-esteem and honor, and her actions just now were clearly an insult to her dignity and honor as a knight.

This was terrible. Not only was the tall image she had built up in her mind completely destroyed, but it was also declining continuously. Even if she drew her sword and chased him with a sword, it was not impossible.

The sinful history of the harem elders will also add a strong and persuasive color here - the beast elder is obsessed with lust, and his evil hand reaches out to the genius and stunning knight girl under his wife.

There is no better subject for gossip than this. If the protagonist was not myself, I might have listened to all the versions circulated in the bar while sipping the fruit wine with relish.

"Well...listen to me, Amrudina, this is...this is..." I felt that I had to take a preemptive strike, so I explained in a panic.

But what should I say? Do I have to tell the truth, I'm sorry, Amrudina, I just saw you as a pet and did such a thing in the heat of the moment. Please forgive me.

You will definitely die more miserably like this!

"Dear...His Royal Highness..." Just when I was stammering, not knowing what excuse to make, Amrudina's shy voice, as thin as a mosquito's moan, suddenly sounded.

She took a cautious look. She still knelt down on one knee, lowered her head, and hid her pretty red face.

After a long pause. I was terrified, fearing that she would stand up next moment and look at her with trembling eyes holding the hatchet high, before Amrudina spoke again. She spoke in a softer and shy voice than before.

"Too...too sudden..."

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, Amrudina, I..."

I scratched the back of my head. I secretly hated myself for why my brain was so messed up at this moment, and I couldn't even find an excuse. Isn't it normal that I could have a lot of fun with old drunkards and those guys?

"Your Highness the Prince..." Amrudina took a slight breath, and it seemed that her courage was plucked up with this move. Her shy voice was a little louder than before.

However, saying these four words seemed to have exhausted the courage she had just mustered up, and even the trace of it disappeared. The blush on her pretty face not only did not subside, but became more intense.

Smoke is coming out.

Her delicate body was constantly trembling. Amrudina seemed to be in a battle between heaven and man, making some difficult decision (was she considering using a hatchet or a chainsaw?). She paused like this for a long time, and then spoke more delicately than all the words she just said.

The voice whispered.

"If...if His Highness the Prince likes...likes...I...I don't care...as long as...as long as His Highness likes...I...I don't...don't hate..."

The voice became lower and lower, and finally even my druid's clairvoyance couldn't hear what she was saying, but the previous words were enough to make me clearly aware of how to answer next.

"No, how could it happen? Don't worry, Amrudina, there will never be a next time for such a reckless and extremely rude move!"

I firmly believe that if at this time, you make a blind decision, nod with a smile and say, "Ah, okay, okay, then let me touch your head often from now on."

The next second after I finish speaking, a fruit knife will be stabbed into my lower abdomen, and then my belly will be broken open - let’s see how courageous the person inside is to dare to provoke the dignity of a knight so unscrupulously.

and glory.

"Yes...is it? That's right..." Amrudina muttered in response. Although her voice was small, it returned to normal.

This makes me more confident that I made the right choice for once.

But... why do I feel a slight sense of loss from inside? It’s because I’m still hating my rude behavior just now, because I didn’t choose the boat route well and let her hold the kitchen knife and chainsaw as she wished, so the sound sounded

Do you feel more lost?

I trembled again.

"In short, Amrudina, you did a good job this time, thank you for your hard work."

I tried to put aside the topic, and Amrudina kneeling in front of me like this really made me feel awkward, far greater than my pitiful vanity. With these words, I faced Amrudina

, stood in front of her, handed out his right hand, palm up, and placed it in front of her - of course, this time it was definitely not a head-touch.

It seems that it was the elven etiquette that Kane instilled in me, or I read it in a book somewhere. I hope I remember it correctly and it won't make a joke.

It seemed that Amrudina had reacted. She pressed her head slightly, raised her head respectfully and put her left hand on my palm.

Then...well, gently lift it up, like this.

I tried to do this, and Amrudina stood up with her head still lowered. She didn't lift her chin until she stood upright completely, took a step back.

Bingo, it seems I was right.

"Fortunately, Your Highness, I..." Before she could finish her words, Amrudina's body suddenly swayed, and then she fell unconscious.

Well, it happened really fast.

Although it was a bit unexpected, I had already expected this situation, so I stepped forward without hesitation and hugged her fallen body.

The first battle with the six-headed water monster had already severely exhausted her physical strength. Then, at my instigation, she drank a bottle of stamina potion. She was able to persist until now without fainting. She already had the willpower of Ultraman.

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Behind me, little King Arthur poked his head out from my shoulder, glanced at Amrudina, and then looked at me with a strange look in his eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't look at me with such creepy eyes, okay?" I shuddered.

"It's this stupid mount. You can't tell, but it's quite qualified to be a magician." He ignored my protest. Little King Arthur muttered to himself.

"What kind of magic stick is this? I'm trying to encourage people, do you know? Do you know?"

I was even more unhappy. What are these words? I was a girl who had thoughts of committing suicide in frustration and was walking on the edge of the cliff. I tried my best to save her and not only regained her fighting spirit.

, and also helped and encouraged her to eliminate her biggest enemy and regain her lost confidence. After so much effort, she got the title of a magic stick?

"There is only one word difference between encouraging and bewitching." Little King Arthur glanced at me disdainfully.
To be continued...