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"I have explained to it for a long time that you will cooperate sincerely regardless of the past grudges. However, the fat-headed fish just didn't believe it. It felt that I was lying to it. It even suffered from paranoia. It thought that I was using a conspiracy to lure it over and kill it in one fell swoop.

, in exchange for your trust."

"After all, I have a criminal record." I didn't hold my mouth shut for a moment and told the truth. I quickly blocked my mouth with a big steamed bun and covered most of my face. I quickly glanced at the Spider Demon God from the corner of my eye and muttered silently in my heart.

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The truth is not scary, whoever is angry will be embarrassed.

After all, the Spider Demon God is also a veteran victim. He has endured hundreds of hardships and sins by sneaking into the Dark Continent. Recalling the thick stack of files compiled by Kane, it is simply a dance of blood and tears. Tragedy and misfortune fly together.

Tens of thousands of soldiers were invincible and slaughtered for thousands of miles. Only the last seriously injured archer was left. Unyieldingly, he shot the last weak arrow, which happened to pass through the heavy shield wall and steel armor, and fell among millions of people.

It hit your balls.

Such a level of misfortune made Feini cry.

The level of sadness is not much different from the third test that Artoria just experienced. Apart from anything else, without a certain amount of calmness and health, she would have been pissed to death by herself, even if she tried hard.

He pulled out his own eight legs and nailed himself to the cross, but he was still angry.

How could I have become such a planter?!

In short, what I want to express is that the Spider Demon God is very good at maintaining his health and can keep his composure. Even if Ma Feini and I, together with Shuang Na and Gott as substitutes, all come together, we probably won’t be able to make him feel anything.

waves.

He is so patient and forbearing, just like... a spider waiting for its prey to hit its web.

As expected, listening to your words is as good as listening to your words.

Sure enough, Miss Spider didn't change her expression and just muttered.

"That's strategy, strategy."

"Ahem, that is to say, Si...that guy from Fat-headed Fish already suspects that Niutou's death is related to you?" I quickly brought the topic back on track as it slipped into the abyss.

"I'm not boasting, any demon god is extremely difficult to deal with. We have existed longer than the Seven Giants today, and we have countless ways to save our lives. Therefore, even if our strength is not as good as the Seven Giants, from the side,

Even the Seven Giants can't do anything to us. As you can see, even things like Fathead Fish are only sealed and imprisoned. Therefore, the death of Niutou will naturally cause a storm. Unfortunately, I happen to be...

I am known for my intrigues and my strength is decent. If I am the only one who can harm Niutou, it is natural for everyone to doubt me. If I were a fat-headed fish, I would definitely not be the target of suspicion."

Everything Miss Spider said was reasonable and made me nod repeatedly, but having said that, I always felt that she seemed to look down on the devil. She was like a school bully to the tail of a crane, and she was full of ridicule, which made me feel a little pitiful.

He doesn't look like a demon anymore.

Miss Spider seemed to have something more to say, so I suddenly raised my hand and changed into a "wait a moment" gesture.

Although it may be a little late to complain now, but...

Five fingers formed into iron claws, and they tightly clamped the back of Crystal's head, trying to pretend that a caterpillar had crawled all the way from the outside along the corner of the wall, through the window gap, and then wriggled along the floor around the table legs and onto the dining table, and was about to crawl to the dinner basket.

Like a cannonball, it hit the pornographic maid hard.

"The steamed buns you made are so big, do you want to feed the pigs? They are too big, they are bigger than half my face!"

With an expressionless expression, she swung the rolling pin and knocked the crystal away. After watching her turn into a meteor and disappear out of the window, Jeluka calmly explained.

"What's wrong? This is a traditional standard Elf [Royal] style breakfast."

"Do you think I haven't eaten the traditional standard elf royal style breakfast? This is obviously an enhanced version of the traditional standard. Although it was big before, it is obviously not that big. Although Artoria has a big appetite, I don't allow you to do this.

Insult her!"

"It's like this, Your Highness, it used to be like this." At this time, the maid showed some expression, but it was not shame, but sadness, and the tears squeezed out of the corners of her eyes were like a parting scene in a drama.

Highlight one word, exaggerated.

"But, Your Majesty, she... Your Majesty, she has grown up after a hundred years of dreaming!"

"Have you grown up?" I subconsciously touched my hard and strong chest, first made a normal arc, and then made a bigger arc. Then I felt that my thinking was wrong, and I quickly coughed a few times to remediate it.

"Oh, yes... yes, Artoria's strength has indeed grown."

"No, it's about appetite."

I:"……"

Jeluka: "..."

Arturia, who had just stepped into the living room with one leg, maintained the independent posture of the golden rooster, and just paused in the air, like a stone sculpture. The smile evoked by the aroma of breakfast after waking up from a big dream has not yet faded from her face.

The atmosphere was frozen like this for several seconds.

The stone sculpture finally moved. Arturia silently retracted her leg, stretched out as if nothing had happened, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and passed by the living room in a daze, went to the toilet, and after a while rubbed her sleepy eyes, turned back and returned to the room.

, no more sound.

It seemed like she really just came out to use the toilet.

If only the scene just now could be paired with a BGM of Adoo's hoarse music, it would be a truly famous scene.

[Go, go, go, go! Go comfort Artoria, you bastard, look what bastard words you said, you want her who has endured hundreds of years of suffering in dreams, at this time

Are you going dark?! Go and apologize to me! Apologize to me!】

I grabbed the maid's shoulder and swung it wildly. My anxious eyes were bloodshot and about to burst out of my eyes.

[I don’t want it, I don’t want it, I don’t want it! I’m just telling the truth. I’m not wrong. It’s obviously the idiot prince’s fault. It’s the idiot prince’s behavior that was so rude and hurt His Majesty’s (young) fragile body and mind! 】

The maidservant with tears in her eyes shook her head desperately. She lost her usual calmness. She obviously knew that if she didn't handle it well at this time, she would become a sinner of the elves. How could she let herself take the blame alone?

Got it!

While trying to shirk responsibility, we did not give up using our brains and found a way at the same time.

As long as Artoria is full.

The root of all troubles is hunger, well... for my king, this is probably true.

Just deliver the extra-large basket of PLUS steamed buns to Artoria's room...

Looking back, there were only a few empty baskets swinging on the long dining table, and a large figure lying on her back on the dining table, her belly bulging like a pregnant woman's crystal.

Jeluka's and I's eyes both darkened, and then both lit up.

Found the real culprit who hurt Artoria!

It's you!

If Artoria turns black, it's all Crystal's fault!

I nodded to Jeluka. She understood. She stepped forward and pinched the flesh of the back of Crystal's neck and picked it up. Crystal was so full that she couldn't even struggle. She just gave a satisfying burp, as if to say, you can do whatever you want.

, I’m full anyway.

Very good, I want to tie her up. If anything happens to Artoria, I will sacrifice the crystal to the sky.

Witty and perfect.

After dealing with this major diplomatic incident that could lead to the collapse of the alliance, I pretended that nothing happened and sat down again. Coincidentally, Miss Spider seemed to think it was no big deal and showed quite calmness about the incident just now.

Immediately I felt like I had met each other so late.

"That was..." The thing had already happened, and it was impossible to pretend that she hadn't seen it. Out of politeness, Miss Spider asked politely.

I thought to myself, this devil’s family is really rich.

"Oh, Artoria, my wife." I responded casually.

Sure enough, the relationship in this family seems to be quite complicated, so it would be better to keep it under control, Miss Spider secretly thought.

"Identity is the Elf Queen."

"..."

Seeing the calm look on Miss Spider's face, as if I was not talking to her about the noble Queen Artoria, but the ordinary singer Willas, I couldn't help but secretly admire, this person is indeed someone who can do great things.

, worth handing over.

If there were any steamed buns left, I might not be able to resist offering a plate, lighting three sticks of incense, and marrying Jinlan on the spot.

Hell is too dangerous, and allies are too stretched. Otherwise...it's better to go back to the abyss and continue to be a local bully.

Miss Spider, with a smile as quiet and elegant as a violet, lowered her head slightly and took a sip of milk tea to hide her calm expression without any flaws, thinking to herself.

This alliance, pills...
Chapter completed!