The sacred right side of a certain comic

"Hey, please be gentle, it hurts me to death!"

On the dragon carriage, Priscilla was sitting on the back of a soft chair. This proud girl who always strictly demands herself with perfect aristocratic etiquette lost her image at this time. Perhaps she felt that there was no point in maintaining her image in front of Roy. , she was almost lying on a chair in the carriage, her thick black and red dress was stained with mud, and she looked very embarrassed, which was completely inconsistent with the perfect appearance that Priscilla had always shown in front of others..

Priscilla straightened one of her legs, and the light red stockings were taken off, revealing a delicate and small jade foot. The jade feet were snow-white, with blue veins on the back of the foot, and the toes were stained The dark red nail polish looked like a passionate blooming rose, but you could see a patch of redness and swelling on her delicate and slender ankles.

When she faced the evil elves before, Priscilla was so angry that she didn't pay attention to her manners at all. , coupled with excessive force, although the evil spirit was eliminated with one strike of the 'Sword of Light', she also sprained her foot in the short distance she ran forward, and her boots splashed on the grassy road. The mud she raised also stained her gorgeous long skirt.

Roy held the weak and boneless snow feet, gently rubbed the red and swollen areas for her, and gloated:"……There are no magicians here who are good at 'water attribute' magic. You'd better endure the pain and return to the capital to find a magician to help you heal."

Finding a magician to treat injuries is an unimaginable luxury for ordinary civilians, but for nobles like Priscilla, it is just daily life.

Roy certainly has the ability to heal Priscilla. , but he just wanted to see the embarrassment and anger of this proud woman.

Priscilla also knew this, she frowned coldly and said:"……Are you just here to watch my jokes?"

"What does this have to do with me? Isn’t it your own problem that your feet are wet and your clothes are dirty? Besides, you also chopped off the head of 'Roy Crowley', so you are the winner, right?"

Roy said slowly, his tone was calm, but because of this it made people angry.

Priscilla felt that what Roy said was right, but she felt that what he said was wrong. He was just making fun of herself. , but couldn't find anything to argue with.

Priscilla was in a bad mood. She stroked the red flower on her head, and her expression involuntarily became gentle again. That was after she solved the evil spirit, A little girl in the territory dedicated a flower to her. This flower was not valuable, but it contained the people's recognition and love for her as the lord. This made Priscilla feel that she came here to kill the evil elves. , it was very worth it.

A smile gradually appeared on the corner of the proud girl's mouth, and her mood became happy again.

Then, as if she remembered something, she said to Roy:"……Two months ago, when the Lugnika royal family fell ill with a strange illness, a prophecy came from the Dragon Calendar Stone, and they wanted to re-select the king of the Lugnika Kingdom, and I was one of the chosen ones. The chosen one, and the other chosen one that I know is Kurxiu Karsten!"

Priscilla's tone became arrogant again, as if it was natural that the blessing of the dragon Polkenika would make her one of the king's candidates.

However, Priscilla still hummed:"……In fact, there is no need to choose a king at all. As long as I make my concubine the king, the country will naturally prosper."

"Then you will be ignored by me and become a puppet king."

Roy complained, which made Priscilla's face darken. This man wouldn't say a good word about her!

But even so, she couldn't help but said:"……When the old immortal Lepp Baliel knew this news, he suddenly proposed to me. In fact, the old immortal was a magician who wanted to make me a king, and then he used a spell to make me a king. He used his skills to control his concubine and seize the power of the kingdom."

At this point, Priscilla sneered again,"……Those who have ill intentions towards me will eventually be retaliated against. This is testimony to how the world revolves around me. My ex-husbands are all people who have ill intentions towards me, so they all became violent after I agreed to propose. Damn it, no one can marry me."

Priscilla didn't know why she had to explain this to Roy. In her heart, she just vaguely didn't want Roy to think that she was really a free-spirited woman, really a 'bloody bride'.

Just seeing Roy... Hearing her words but not responding to her, the arrogant noble girl became frustrated again. She simply covered her face with a folding fan and closed her eyes that were as intoxicating as wine, out of sight and out of mind.

"Huh?"

At this time, Roy's face suddenly showed joy. He turned his head and looked outside the dragon carriage, and the direction his eyes were looking at was the capital of Lugnica.

Priscilla heard Roy's voice, The first thought was that Roy was teasing her again, but the curiosity in her heart still made her open her eyes. When she saw Roy's expression, she was startled and said:"……What's wrong? Why are you so happy? Are you really happy because I was injured?"

"Of course not, it’s just that after waiting for so many years, I’m finally about to get the result I want."

Roy's words were a bit ambiguous, which made Priscilla feel that she seemed to understand something, but also seemed to understand nothing. She felt itchy in her heart and wanted to give Roy a beating. Such words were half-said, and she seemed to be very profound. is the most depressing

……

In the capital of Lugnika, Emilia walked on the lively streets, listening to the shouts of vendors on both sides and the bargaining among pedestrians, and looking at the crowds of people rubbing shoulders and the happy smiles on people's faces.Just sincerely happy.

This country is governed by her father. Seeing the people here so happy is silently proving the greatness of her father. This makes Emilia feel proud for no reason in her little heart. feel

‘Dad is really powerful, able to govern such a large country so powerfully, and everyone in the ethnic group has always respected and respected Dad. '

Thinking about this, Emilia's steps became even more brisk.

She wore a skirt mainly in lavender and pure white tones, with two ribbons passing over her bare shoulders, and thick opaque white socks on her legs. She had a slender figure and elegant manners, and she seemed to be a princess who had lived in a castle for a long time.

Emilia also wears a hood. This is a magic item that can confuse other people's sight and perception. After all, Emilia's appearance is exactly the same as that of the Jealous Witch, and in this world where everyone is afraid of the Jealous Witch , she must be covered up when walking outside

"Parker, the world outside is so big. Although I have learned a lot in books, this is the first time I have seen it."

Emilia is very curious about everything. She has been living in the Elior Forest for the past hundred years. Filutona does not allow her to go out. This is for the sake of her safety until Emilia is strong enough. After protecting herself and gaining enough knowledge, Filutona finally relaxed and allowed her to come to the outside world.

As a half-elf, Emilia grew up very quickly when she was young, but as she got closer, When she reached adulthood, her elf blood came into play. Even a hundred years later, Emilia's mentality and appearance were still that of a teenage girl.

"Aha, Liya, you have to listen to me outside, I am more experienced than you here!"

The gray kitten carrying a schoolbag flew up and said in a rather naughty tone.

"Well, I will listen to you, Parker. Now we should go to Dad first. This is the address that Filutona's mother gave me."

Emilia took out a delicate piece of paper from her sleeves, with words written by Filutona in elven script on it.

Just when Emilia was about to ask passers-by where the address was, she suddenly She heard wailing coming from the alley.

The kindness in her heart and her confidence in her own strength made Emilia follow the sound without much hesitation.

Then she met three people who were not good people at first sight. A man is bullying a young man.