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"Mila, it's you, when did you come back?" Turning back and looking at the female knight kneeling in front of her, Arturia showed a bright smile.

That is the smile that only appears when you see your closest friends,

"I just came back after being summoned by His Majesty. I am willing to help Your Majesty solve your problems."

The female knight named Milas lowered her head again, and her long soft chestnut hair slid down her fair and sexy neck, making her look indescribably charming.

"Although I didn't summon you, it was indeed the right time for you to come back." Arturia nodded meticulously and responded with a smile.

"Miras, you are the twelve knights that our elves are proud of, and you are also one of the top ten singers. I would like to ask for your opinion."

Saying this, she came to the desk, looked at the neat stacks of petitions placed on it, and sighed.

"Come and take a look. There are so many petitions and we can't ignore them."

The female knight stood up, raised her head, revealing an alluring face, with a charming and sweet smile, which made people feel mature, steady and gentle, but if you have keen intuition, you can also learn from it.

I sensed a hint of cunning and knew that the gentle and mature female knight in front of me was not as harmless as she seemed.

"It is indeed an unprecedented weight. Our lovely tribesmen are really impatient for the Elf Festival." Seeing the petitions piled on the desk, the female knight named Milas looked very surprised, but the expression on her face

His sweet and steady smile never changed at all. He sighed like this.

"Apart from you, Mira, who else is coming back?"

"Sorry, Your Majesty, I am the only one who is back for the time being. Everyone is in a critical period."

"No, I'm the one who should be sorry. I disturbed your important training and can't even handle this matter. It seems I'm still not mature enough." Shaking her head, Artoria took a few steps towards the window.

Looking outside.

"Mira, now that you are back to help me, I have an idea."

"Your Majesty, please give me an order. No matter what the order is, Mira will risk her life to complete it." Taking a step forward, Mira gently pressed her palms on her towering chest and performed a solemn knight's salute.

"I don't plan to postpone the Elf Festival. Mira, you will lead the singers. Arrange the program. Grandma Yalandlan will host the Elf Festival, so I can feel at ease."

"No problem, but what about you, Your Majesty?"

"I went to the border to fight with the soldiers. As a king, I can only take the lead at this time to convince the soldiers." Arturia said solemnly and majesticly.

"Your Majesty is famous." Milas hesitated and asked with respect and admiration for Arturia's petite body and the great back.

"However, the elf festival has always been presided over by the queen..."

"There will always be times when exceptions are made." Artoria waved her hand, indicating that there was no need for further advice.

"Mira, please, please give me a helping hand."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Faced with such a decisive Queen, Milas knelt down on one knee again and accepted the order.

"Then, please step back first and go see Grandma Yalandlan. She will be very happy to see you come back, and so will Jeluka. However, Jeluka went to the border with Fan, so you can temporarily

Can’t see her.”

"Is that little girl Jeluka? I haven't seen her for a while. I wonder if her fear of men has gotten better."

When she mentioned a certain pornographic maid, Milas showed an interesting and sparkling look, as if a playful child had found a fun toy.

"You will be surprised, she has changed a lot." Arturia said this, without any idea that she was adding fuel to the fire.

"It's a pity that Lucy isn't here. I really wish I could get together with the two sisters." When she mentioned her younger sister, Carolie, Milas changed her playful tone, and there was a hint of admiration in her gentle and kind eyes.

Among the Twelve Knights, the Colgate sisters are also one of the youngest, but Colgate is able to maintain her strength among the Twelve Inheritors in the little private time she has left while serving Artoria.

For the second position, one can imagine how much effort she put in behind the scenes. She is definitely the hardest working person among the twelve people.

As for the laziest one, unfortunately, it is her timid and incompetent sister Jeluka. It seems that the weight of the two people's efforts has been shouldered by Jaluki alone. Of course, she has shouldered the entire elves.

Jeluka has the important task of being the intelligence leader. In a sense, her importance and the gold content of her work are not inferior to any of the successors of the Twelve Knights.

"Also, I want to meet His Highness the Prince, a man who can be recognized by His Majesty. I am really curious about what kind of head and six arms he has."

"Fan is just an ordinary person." Artoria smiled faintly, looked at the soft light shining through the window, and murmured in a low voice.

"An ordinary person worthy of everyone's respect, an ordinary person who can become a king."

"I really didn't expect...to see His Majesty smile like this."

Milas, who had always maintained a steady and charming smile, her face that remained unmoved even when she saw the mountains of petitions, finally showed surprise, and her inner curiosity became even stronger.

"Oh, what kind of smile is that?" Arturia tilted her head slightly and looked at her loyal knight. The golden hair on her forehead was spinning in circles, seeming to turn into a question mark shape.

"Happy, satisfied, in love, sweet, like a smile soaked in a honey pot." Milas said exaggeratedly.

"Do you...want to see my smile like this?"

Artoria, who lacked any common sense, did not seem to notice the knight's teasing. Instead, she continued talking to herself.

It's over, it seems that His Majesty is really completely obsessed with that human man.

Seeing this scene, Milas had the urge to cover her face.

That king who was as dazzling as the sun in the sky, majestic, unattainable, and made people admire and obey him, turned into a girl in love. If it were a few years ago, Milas would not have believed it.

"Of course." Suppressing her inner surprise and curiosity, Milas looked at Wang with firm and sure eyes.

"Although I don't know what kind of man the prince is, I can guarantee with the honor of knights that any man will be moved by your majesty's smile just now."

"Really? Very good, um. As a mortal wife, I should do this. This is a wife's duty."

A faint blush quickly flashed across her cheeks, and Arturia quickly showed a serious look, as if she wanted to hide something, and said this openly.

Milas suppressed her laughter and looked at Artoria quietly, sighing in her heart and feeling strong regret.

Your Majesty has really changed a lot, from the king who knew nothing about emotions to a very feminine king. It's such a pity that I haven't been able to witness this change with my own eyes in the elves in the past few years.

process.

"Mira, go ahead and meet Grandma Arlandan. I'll confirm the specific date of the Elf Festival first." With that said, Arturia returned to the desk and sat down.

"As you command, my Majesty." After slowly backing away from Artoria's study, Milas took a big step forward. She couldn't wait any longer.

Your Majesty has changed so much, but what about the others? What kind of changes has His Highness the Prince brought to the elves? Milas can't wait to witness it with her own eyes.

"Ah, I found Jeluka." What a coincidence. Milas was just thinking about this. At the next corner, she saw the beautiful purple-haired maid uniform. She couldn't help but exclaimed happily and clasped her hands together.

, showing a friendly smile.

"...!!" But at the same time, Jeluka, who also discovered the other party, was not at all confused by the gentleness of a wife exuding from the other party. She let out an uncontrollable scream and protected something behind her.

Things, like a mouse seeing a cat, turn around and run away.

"Long time no see, Jeluka. When did you become so outspoken? You feel shy even when you see your sister."

There was a huge gap in strength. Milas appeared in front of Jeluka in the blink of an eye, causing Jeluka to turn around and run away, and ran directly into her arms.

"Oh, did you want to act coquettishly in my sister's arms? What a cute guy." Milas smiled and hugged Jeluka, gently stroking her long purple hair.

"Woo!" He let out a mournful cry, and Jeluka jumped away, then coughed several times, and his eyes became majestic and serious.

"Sister Milas, long time no see. I am Kaluge, not that idiot... ahem, not that beautiful and lovely sister."

"Oh, really? It turns out to be Colgate." With a long and charming voice, Milas looked up and down at Jeluka who was trying to stay calm with her smiling eyes.

"Didn't you go to the border with His Highness the Prince? So His Highness is back too? That's great. I've always wanted to see him."

"I...I won't let you see me!" The stingy, jealous and pornographic maid blurted out as she looked at the feminine and charming Milas, her heart tightened and she felt sour.

"Huh?" Milasi's eyes widened, and the steady and sweet smile on her face was broken again.

She was so keen that she naturally noticed Jeluka's strange reaction. The information contained in it was much more interesting than her pretending to be her sister.

Doesn't she have male phobia? Because of this, she arranged for Caroline to serve His Royal Highness, isn't that so? Could it be that she thought wrong?

Recalling what Her Majesty the Queen said just now, she also said that Jeluka has changed a lot, could it be...

"Hmm." Milas seemed to want to get to know the other person again, and looked up and down again, her eyes full of penetrating power, as if she wanted to peek into the other person's heart.

"Why...why are you looking at me like this?" Jeluka became nervous and took a step back with a guilty conscience.

"Forget it. We still have to go to Grandma Yalandlan's place, so let's forget it this time, but then again..." Her eyes turned slightly and fell behind Jeluka.

From the beginning, I was very concerned about the protective [thing] behind her.

"Who is the little girl behind you? I've never seen her before." Milas asked curiously.

"It has nothing to do with...this has nothing to do with Sister Mira." Jeluka felt nervous. Even more nervous, like a hen protecting its chicks, she spread her hands and tried her best to shield her behind.

"Mom...who is it?"

The frightened Xiao Heitan, who was hiding tightly behind Jeluka, pulled on his mother's clothes and asked in a low voice.

"Mom...Mom?" Although Xiao Heitan's voice was low, it could not be concealed from Milasi's ears. She was stunned.

"Yes... so what? Can't I be a mother?" Jeluka raised her head, feeling a little proud.

"Are you married? Who is your father? Could it be that His Highness the Prince?" Milas' mind was a little confused and she blurted out several questions.
To be continued...